Kaito frantically searched for Sakura, scouring the city, visiting every familiar location, and questioning anyone who might know her whereabouts.
Suddenly, his phone rang, breaking the silence.
"Kaito," a hospital nurse said, her voice gentle but urgent. "Natsumi's been admitted."
Kaito's heart skipped a beat as worry flooded his mind.
"What happened?" Kaito asked, his voice laced with concern.
"Natsumi was found injured," the nurse explained. "She's asking for you."
Kaito rushed to the hospital, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
Upon arrival, he sprinted to Natsumi's room.
Natsumi lay in bed, battered and bruised but determined.
"Kaito," Natsumi whispered, her voice weak.
"Natsumi, what happened?" Kaito asked, his eyes scanning her injuries.
"Akira's men," Natsumi said, wincing in pain. "They took Sakura."
Kaito's anger flared, his fists clenched.
"Where?" Kaito demanded, his voice firm.
Natsumi revealed the hideout location, her words barely above a whisper.
"I was tracking Akira," Natsumi said. "But I got caught."
Kaito's gratitude swelled.
"Thank you, Natsumi," Kaito said.
Ryota appeared at the door, his expression resolute.
"Kaito, I heard," Ryota said.
"Ryota, we need your help," Kaito said.
Ryota nodded.
"Let's rescue Sakura," Ryota vowed.
Kaito and Ryota devised a rescue plan, strategizing and preparing for potential obstacles.
"We'll get Sakura back," Kaito promised.
Natsumi smiled weakly.
"Be careful," Natsumi warned.
Kaito and Ryota set out, determined.
The rescue mission began.