Finding A Mother

Chapter 8: Meeting People of Osaka

The dark omniscient night, in the pitch black night sky. Owls where scavenging and whooing as they flow. Just on lifeless oak tree that was uprooted as the leaves lay there helplessly. On a lone branch a held a brown thick hiking rope that was tired in a knot at the bar of the branch. Trailing down the rope a had falling limp. It was Chairmen Durandal, of the Zaft academy. Hung dead, as the side of his face was flawed off leaving jagged wounds of flesh, muscle and bones that dripped down into the crimson red liquid.

Conan waited paiently for the doctor when his cellphone went off.

"Hello." Conan said.

"Hello Brat, where are you? We got a case" Heiji said over the phone.


Conan let out a heavy sigh, "I'm on my way." Conan aid before he got up from the soft pillow like couch and ran out the door back to the agency.

"Akane meet, Kazuha and Heiji, There from Osaka, when Conan comes back we will be accompanying them on a case." Ran said.

"Alright Ran." Akane said as she gave her a small smile.

"So Ran, Akane who have you been?"Kazuha asked. As they rambled on about girl things.