His mind made up, the chubby detective made his way to Beika Park, hoping to find a lead on the child-napper. After entering the grassy area, he looked to the soccer field, intending to play a little while. As he made his way over he smelled something.
"Hot Dogs" he mumbled, his bloated stomach grumbling loudly. Forgetting about the game, he walked over to the nearby cart, his stomach growling louder. When he got the cart, he looked at the man behind it. He was tall, thin with aqua colored eyes, a large smile on his face
"Hello" the man said, his eyes looking all over Conan, fixating slightly on his belly "What can I get you?"
"One hot dog please!" Conan said childishly, handing over 350 yen. The man smiled as he grabbed the cash
"Alright then" the man said, grabbing a sausage and bread, quickly preparing the food, covering it in mustard and ketchup "Here you are!"
"Thank you!" Conan said gleefully, immediately taking a bite out of it. The taste was heavenly, it was completely different from other hot dogs he'd had before. Ignoring the strange taste, he sat down on a nearby bench, and continued eating his treat. As he ate, the hot dog man sat down next to him, but said nothing. Conan ignored him, simply continued eating. As soon as he ate the last bite, he layed his head back and sighted happily, rubbing his tummy. He yawned and rubbed his eyes, a surge of lethargy overcoming him. Suddenly remembering the strange taste of the hot dog, he quickly looked at the vendor next to him before falling asleep.
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