Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Kojima Genta shouted excitedly: "Okay, let's go buy tickets!" Yoshida Ayumi and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko also echoed: "Okay."

However, at this moment, Dr. Agasa shouted helplessly: "Hey..."

Yuan Tai couldn't wait to say: "Let's start with the Ferris wheel first!" But Dr. Agasa shook his head: "You can't go to both sides."

Just as everyone was about to discuss, Conan suddenly stopped and sniffed around. His eyes were fixed on a silver-haired lady sitting on a bench.

Huiyuan Ai asked curiously: "What's wrong? Ah, wait, Conan, did you find something?"

Conan walked up to the silver-haired lady and asked with concern, "I say, are you okay, onee-san?"

The silver-haired lady looked down at Conan, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. Conan continued: "Your face is dirty. Wow, the left and right eyes of the elder sister are different colors, which is very special."

Huihara Ai muttered to herself, "Does he not understand Japanese very well? Why is he so direct all of a sudden?" But the silver-haired lady smiled and replied, "Yes, I understand."

Conan continued to ask: "What's wrong? You are alone in a place like this. It doesn't look like you came with any friends. And you are injured, your knee and hand. Your cell phone seems to be broken too, let me take a look at this."

The silver-haired lady nodded: "Okay, okay." There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Huiyuan Ai couldn't help but ask: "So, big sister, where did you come from? And how long have you been here?"

The silver-haired lady thought about it, but shook her head: "I don't know, I seem to have lost my memory."

Conan asked in surprise: "Big sister, don't you know your name?"

The silver-haired lady replied helplessly: "Name? Sorry, I don't know."

Huiyuan Ai walked forward and gently touched the silver-haired lady's head: "Let me see your head."

Huihara Ai carefully examined the silver-haired lady's wound, then said, "It was a recent injury, although it's not serious."

Conan nodded and speculated: "It is very likely that she had an accident while riding in the car and injured her head."

Huihara Ai looked at Conan in confusion: "In that case, it is retrograde amnesia caused by trauma. But how do you know she was sitting in the car at the time?"

Conan picked up the damaged phone and explained, "You see, this phone has received an impact that is enough to completely destroy it. In addition, there are fragments of the car's front windshield. This means that she may have had an accident while driving."

Huihara Ai suddenly realized: "Oh, that means she accidentally hit her head while driving."

Conan further analyzed: "Moreover, the car should be a very old model. Because nowadays, cars have thin film interlayers in the glass to prevent glass splashing. In addition, I smelled a bit of gasoline on her."

Huihara Ai sniffed and indeed smelled gasoline: "Really? You're a very careful observer."

Conan turned to look at the silver-haired lady and asked, "Big sister, don't you have anything else with you? Like an ID or a driver's license?"

The silver-haired lady stood up and pulled out a card book from her pocket, handing it to Conan: "What is this?"

Conan took the card book and looked at it carefully: "Big sister, let me take a look."

The silver-haired lady nodded: "Okay, okay."