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The Detective Prince
Chapter 55
Double Hit
It was a bright morning. Very few clouds could be seen drifting throughout the sky. The sound of an ice cream truck could be heard in the near distance as they crossed the street. She looked down at him after they arrived to the other side, a look of concern coming upon her face.
"Conan is everything ok," Ran asked. "You're not your usual talkative self this morning."
"I'm fine," Conan assured. "Just a little tired is all."
"How late were you up for?"
"Just until eleven." Conan replied looking up at her.
"What were you still doing up at that time of hour?" Ran asked.
"Just a lot of thinking," Conan answered. "I couldn't sleep."
"You must have a lot on your mind," Ran said. "Would you like to talk about it?"
"It's nothing really, I'm fine now."
"Are you sure?"
Conan nodded in response. They continued to pave their way, looking forward to see the apartment complex just up ahead.
"You've been up in his room a lot, I was wondering if Dick stays there as well."
"No, he's staying at his own apartment about a mile up."
"I wonder why that is."
"It probably has something to do with space." Conan said. "That's the only thing I could think of."
"I'm bound to agree with you." Ran said as they approached the front entrance.
They stepped inside to be greeted by the air conditioning which circulated throughout the lobby. Conan took the lead as they walked toward the elevator. They made their way up, heading down the hall to the right side. They came to a stop once reaching the door to his room.
"Do you think he's inside?" Ran asked.
"Where else would he be?" Conan said while giving the door two solid knocks.
The two of them stood in silence, watching as the door slowly cracked open in the following moments.
"Oh, hey Ran."
"It's not just me," Ran said pulling Conan to her side. "Conan came along as well."
"Glad to see you stopped by." Tim smilingly said while slightly closing the gap.
"Uh.. aren't you going to invite us in?" Conan asked.
"About that," Tim said with a pause. "I'm kind of in the middle of something."
"In the middle of what?" Conan asked.
"I'll tell you what," Tim said looking down at him. "Give me an hour, I'll be done by then."
He tried closing the door only to have Ran spring her hand forward to keep him from doing so.
"Hold it right there."
"Ran, I don't have time for this." Tim said keeping a firm grip.
"What's wrong," Ran said trying to peak into the room. "Is there some girl in there with you?"
"I can assure you there is no one in here but me," Tim stated. "I have something I really need to get done."
"Can you at least give me Sonoko's phone," Ran asked. "She been yapping about getting it back all morning."
"I may have misplaced it, but I'll find it as soon as I'm done here," Tim said. "I promise I won't be long, I'll even bring it to your house if you prefer."
She gazed at him for awhile longer, finally lowering her hand from the door.
"I'll be waiting."
"Thanks, I really appreciate this." Tim said before stepping back with the close of the door.
This left them standing in the quietness of the hall for a second time. Ran turned to walk with Conan following at her side.
"Why didn't he let us in," Conan thought. "Something must have happened last night, but what?"
It wasn't until after noon that he finally arrived at the office, dragging himself along as he made his way through the hallway. He was still half asleep, dropping his left hand up against the the wall to take a moments rest. Without realizing he found his eyes closed, listening to the sound of someone walking from behind. He reopened his eyes, turning to see Miwako had come to a stop at his side.
"I've been trying to reach you all morning," Miwako said noticing his lingering posture. "You look exhausted, how long were you up last night?"
"I was looking over something involving a case I'm working," Wataru said. "I don't recall what time I fell asleep, some time after two I believe."
"How about lunch," Miwako suggested. "You look like you could use a little something to get the day started."
He took a few moments to think about it, nodding his head.
"What time were you thinking?"
"How does one thirty sound?"
"That works for me," Wataru said giving his watch a look. "Where would you like to go?"
"I'll leave that up to you." Miwako replied.
The two of them turned at the sound of someone coming to a stop from behind.
"Takagi, Sato," Ninzaburo said joining the two. "Megure would like to have a word with the both of you in his office."
"What about?" Miwako asked.
"He didn't say."
They looked to one another, wondering just what it was he wanted to speak to them about.
"It sounded important," Ninzaburo added. "I'd head over there right away."
He walked back into the direction he had come, leaving the two of them standing alone. Wataru lead the way as they made their way to his office, arriving within the next minute. He gave the door a knock before taking a step to the side.
"Come on in." Juzo said from the other side.
Miwako was the first of the two to enter the room. He sat at the desk with his hands rested out in front of him.
"Would you like me to shut the door?" Miwako asked.
"That won't be necessary," Juzo said. "This won't take long."
"We're listening."
"I'd like to start with the explosion of that car that took place near the fire station," Juzo said. "Did you ever find out the name of the victim?"
"Maru Hou," Miwako replied. "They were able to confirm this through his dental records."
"That leads into my next question," Juzo continued. "Do we know what his occupation was?"
Miwako nodded.
"He was a part time security guard at a cemetery," Miwako informed. "Usually working the night shifts."
"Do we know what he was doing up at that fire station?"
"No, but I can look into it."
"That would be great."
"I'll get on it right away." Miwako said.
"Let me know what you find out."
She left the room from there.
"How do you feel Takagi?"
"Tired."
"Good work last night," Juzo complimented. "You handled yourself quite well."
"When do we plan to exploit everything we've learned?" Wataru asked.
"Not until we know who their business partners are," Juzo replied. "That way we can try and lock down this whole operation."
"What did you want to see me about?"
"These recent killings have picked up some media heat, which has lead to a lot of outsiders coming in," Juzo informed. "They're holding a press conference right where the last murder occurred, I'd like for you to be there on our departments behalf."
"What do you want me to say?" Wataru asked.
"Not too much, but enough."
"When is this being held?"
"It starts in twenty minutes," Juzo replied. "So I'd head down there now."
"Right away."
"Let me know how things go when you get back."
Wataru nodded his head, heading for the door to make his way out.
"Looks like I'll be late for lunch."
There was much on his mind, deciding to take the stairs instead of the elevator like he had done most other days. He arrived down into the lobby shortly after. The sound of something bubbling from his side grabbed his attention, looking to see a fish tank up against the far wall.
"Don't recall that being there, it must have got imported some time this morning."
He made his way out the door, hearing the sound of someone whistle from behind after only taking a couple steps. He turned around to find him standing with his back pressed up to the side of the wall.
"Wasn't expecting to see you here."
"And I was under the impression you wouldn't be more than an hour," Conan said looking down at his watch. "It's well past two now."
"Didn't know it would take that long." Tim admitted.
"What were you doing in there anyway?"
"Cleaning up from this mornings unexpected episode."
"What happened this morning?"
"The meeting we were expecting to take place tonight was rescheduled for this morning," Tim replied. "I tried calling but you didn't answer, which can be expected given the time it was."
"Sorry I wasn't able to be there," Conan said. "So what were you able to find out?"
"More than we were expecting," Tim said. "Not only did we find another of Brutho's stocking facilities, but we also know where they've been importing half of their weaponry from."
"And where might that be?"
"It seems the Outworlders have a deal going with LexCorp."
"Can't say I'm too surprised at this point," Conan said. "First ROTI, and now this."
"You're telling me."
"But that still doesn't explain why you didn't let us in earlier."
"I still had some cleaning up to do."
"Cleaning.. what kind of cleaning?"
"After splitting with Nightwing and the others a small incident occurred," Tim replied. "To make a long story short I found myself wounded, barely making it back to the apartment under my own strength."
"What happened when you got back?"
"I had lost a lot of blood, and by the time I got my hands on the first aid I fell unconscious," Tim informed. "Luckily Nightwing came to check on me after I didn't respond to any of his calls."
"So you spent these past few hours cleaning up blood?"
"That's pretty much it in a nut shell." Tim confirmed. "After getting my wound sewed up I went straight to work on cleaning everything up."
He pushed away from the wall, walking up to him after doing so.
"Not bad," Conan stated. "And here I thought you were going to come up with another one of your stories."
He reached into his pocket, only taking him a few seconds to pull it out.
"I had planned on giving it to her myself," Tim said handing him the phone. "But since you're here I'll let you take it with you."
"You don't want to come along?"
"Still rather tired, I just plan taking it easy for the rest of the day," Tim said. "On another note, how come Ran didn't come along?"
"You lucked out," Conan said. "She got caught up with something on TV."
"That would explain why she didn't call."
He secured the phone into his pocket, taking only a few steps before looking back at him.
"When should I expect to see you again?"
"Probably some time tomorrow," Tim replied. "Unless something comes up of course, I'll let you know if that's the case."
"Gotcha."
The city conference had taken longer than he had expected, not arriving back to the police station until after four. He could hear all of the commotion going on before entering through the front door, walking in to find a new group of criminals being checked in. He looked from side to side in attempt to find her, having no such luck.
"I see you're finally back," Juzo said coming to his side. "So how did everything go?"
"The press had lots of questions, as did many others," Wataru replied. "It was crowded just like I thought it would be."
"So what did you say when asked about the recent murders?"
"I didn't say anything," Wataru informed. "Matsumoto was there as well, he did all of the talking."
"And here I thought he was out of town on business."
"Have you seen Sato around by any chance," Wataru asked. "I was supposed to meet with her a couple hours ago."
"Sorry to say, but you just missed her," Juzo said. "She took off no longer than ten minutes ago."
"Any idea where to?"
"I didn't ask, but what I can tell you is she left in a hurry."
"I wonder why that is." Wataru thought.
"I'll be in my office if you need me." Juzo said before leaving his side.
He took this time to pull out his phone, immediately calling her after doing so. It rang and rang, no one answering from the other line.
"Looks like we'll have to reschedule."
The sky darkened as the day progressed, a margin of damp clouds drifted in from the south side. A cold chill past through the city as the night neared, making for a gloomy ending to the day. The next morning brought a light shower, the sound of the rain touching down to the outside wall being what awoke him. He rolled out of bed after laying for over two extra minutes. He then got dressed before heading into the bathroom.
"Yet another Monday, and another week of school," Conan thought to himself. "How I've been looking forward to this."
He exited the bathroom after brushing his teeth and washing his face. It was quiet all throughout. He looked into the office on his way down the stairwell to find that no one was inside.
"I guess that makes me the last one out."
He made his way down to find his friends waiting for him at the left side of the sidewalk.
"I told you he would be out in under five minutes." Genta stated.
"That was a first." Mitsuhiko said.
"What are you guys talking about?" Conan asked out of curiosity.
"He said you wouldn't be out for another ten minutes," Genta replied. "And I said you would be out in under five."
"So, it's one of those things."
"Conan, did Agasa tell you about Space Inc?" Ayumi asked.
"What's Space Inc?"
"He hasn't given us the full details," Mitsuhiko replied. "But he said he'll bring us along when it opens up in the next week or so."
"When did you guys stop over at his house?"
"This morning when we went to see if Haibara wanted to walk to school with us," Mitsuhiko answered. "Turns out she had already left before we got there."
"And that's when we came here to see if you were still home." Genta added.
"Anyone know what we're going to be doing in class?" Ayumi asked as the group began walking.
"We have an upcoming test a week from now," Mitsuhiko reminded. "So I'd assume we'll probably be doing a lot of review and note taking."
"I hate taking notes." Genta muttered.
He kept to himself for most of the walk there, listening on as his friends continued to chat. They arrived into the school yard shortly after, the four of them heading straight for the entrance.
"I wonder what Space Inc is all about," Conan thought to himself. "I'm also curious to know how long Agasa has known about it."
He bumped into several other students on his way to class, the halls being just as crowded as any other regular day. They arrived into class to find that most everyone was already seated, the four of them quickly doing the same. Everyone pulled out their supplies for the day, all ready to begin before the bell rang. Not even four minutes into class he could see her looking his way. He did the same in return only to have her focus her attention back to the front of the room.
"I wonder what that was about," Conan thought. "Is there something I did?"
It rested to the back of his mind through the remainder of class, occasionally looking her way. Sumiko opened up one of the windows at about noon to help bring in some fresh air to help cool the hot room. He didn't take very many notes from the slide show they watched, being one of the first to pack up as the end of the school day neared.
"Just a few more minutes, and then we're home free."
He tapped his pencil to the side of his desk, resting it onto the side of his ear after hearing the sound of the bell ring. He dropped down from his seat, making his way out of the room along with everyone else.
"Be safe, and don't forget to study." Sumiko said on their way out.
"We won't." Ayumi said assuringly.
He came to a stop after arriving into the hall, looking around in attempt at finding her. He didn't have to search long, turning just in time to see her step up to his left side.
"We need to talk."
"I figured that much," Conan said. "So what exactly is it you want to dicuss?"
"Aren't you two coming?" Genta called out as he continued walking.
"Do you have anything planned for the rest of the day?" Ai asked.
"Not that I know of." Conan replied.
"Good, then that means you can come over," Ai said as she turned to walk. "We'll talk there."
He waited for a couple seconds longer, closely following behind his friends.
"I wonder what she could possibly want to talk to me about?"
This kept him on edge the whole way there. The others went their separate ways after a couple blocks of walking, leaving just the two of them. He turned to face her, waiting to hear what she had to say. She didn't respond, simply keeping her sights set forward as they walked. He continued to follow her step for step, the two taking another turn which brought them within view of the house.
"Where were you yesterday morning?" Ai finally spoke as they approached the gate.
"Yesterday morning?"
"From 3:00 to 6:00 A.M?" Ai specified.
"Asleep of course," Conan replied. "Why do you ask?"
She didn't answer, opening the gate for the two of them to enter. Everything was becoming more confusing by the second. He didn't know what to think, becoming a little concerned as they made their way in through the front door. He closed the door once in, looking over to see Ai standing in the center of the room.
"Take off your bag."
He raised a brow, tossing it to the side in compliance with what was instructed of him.
"Haibara, what is this about?"
"Now.." Ai said taking a few steps toward him. "Remove your shirt."
His eyes widened, reacting with a step back of his own.
"My shirt?"
"Was I not clear," Ai asked taking yet another step forward. "The sooner we get this over with, the sooner you can leave."
"Get what over with?"
The sun rested behind a group of clouds, helping to keep the mild temperature they were experiencing. He walked alongside the road, looking to the sky with his hands comfortly rested into the depths of his pocket. He turned at the sound of someone running up to his side, finding a warming smile upon her face.
"Where are you going in such a hurry," Ran asked after coming to a stop. "You're usually one of the last to leave the school."
"Homework will do that to you once in awhile."
"Still cleaning up that gasoline spill from yesterday?"
"Gasoline spill," Tim thought. "What is she talking about?"
"Conan told me all about it," Ran continued. "Having something resting in the carpet like that can be dangerous."
"Can't believe that's what he came up with," Tim thought. "I'll have to hand him ten points for creativity."
"What were you doing with gasoline in your room anyway?"
"Long story."
"How about coming over after you finish your homework," Ran asked. "We could have another go at a few of those games."
"I thought you would be tired of losing at this point," Tim teasingly said. "Considering me and your father bested you and Conan three to one in that last set."
"That wasn't my fault." Ran said with the turn of her head.
"So are you implying it was Conan's?"
"Of course not," Ran said. "We just had a little bad luck, that's all."
"On another note, why did you leave school so soon," Tim asked. "Don't you have practice today?"
"Not until Wednesday," Ran replied. "They're using the training area to set up a small book shop, which will be there for the next two days."
"Guess that leaves you with a little extra time, have anything planned?"
"No, but I'll probably use that extra time for any unfinished assignments."
"Sounds like a good idea."
"Well I have to make a stop at the store before I head home," Ran said before turning back. "Try and be over if you can."
"Will do."
He watched as she skipped off into the opposite direction, removing his hands from his pockets as he made his way across the street. There was much running through his mind as he walked, arriving at the front of the apartment building to find him standing up against a light pole nearby.
"How'd school go?"
"Pretty solid day." Tim said heading his way. "What are you doing here?"
"Came to discuss details regarding the most recent death." Dick replied as he pushed up from the pole.
"What do you have?"
"The explosion of that car was triggered by a wire which was connected to the driver side door," Dick informed. "The thing is the car didn't explode until seconds after he took a seat."
"What do you think it means?"
"It's just like you and Conan predicted," Dick stated. "Whoever is behind this is sending us a warning for something, foreshadowing a hidden message."
"Now I get it," Tim said. "The bomb that was connected to the car was timer based."
"And Now we need to figure out what its relevance is to the next planned attack."
"Do we know the exact time it took for the bomb to go off after the wire was sprung?"
He shook his head from side to side in response.
"Sorry, but no."
"Then we need to head back down there," Tim said. "There could be a surveillance camera or two that could have gotten a shot of when it all happened."
"Why do we need to know how long it took for the explosion to occur?"
"This whole thing is about time and numbers," Tim replied. "That's how the culprit has been communicating to us from the beginning."
"I'll see what I can find," Dick said. "You plan on coming along?"
"I already have enough on my hands, Katina Sugo has returned to Japan, checking into a hotel in Osaka just this morning," Tim informed. "Which means I should be on the look out for Deadshot."
"Why is she in Osaka?"
"On business," Tim replied. "I've been keeping tabs on her activity since arriving here."
"When do you plan on going down there?"
"In the next few day perhaps," Tim said giving it some thought. "I'll probably give Heiji a call before I go, there's something he might be able to help me with."
"I'll go look into that request of yours, who knows how much time we have left before this guy strikes again."
"Thanks Dick," Tim said. "Let me know what you find."
"Sue thing."
With that he made his way in past the sliding doors. He took a seat at the desk once arriving into the room. He clicked on the power to the computer, sitting back as he waited for it to load. His phone rang in the next few minutes, pulling it from his side to see who it was.
"Don't have time to chat with Sonoko, I have enough on my agenda as it is."
Nearly an hour passed as he went through all the clues left behind, trying to piece everything together. He looked away from the computer at the sound of someone knocking from the other side of the door. He stood up from where he sat, making his way over.
"What are you doing here." Tim asked after opening the door.
"We need to talk," Conan replied. "Can I come in, this time?"
He stepped to the side, allowing for him to walk in. He closed the door before following after him.
"How come you didn't tell me you stopped by Agasa's after getting injured?"
"How did you know about that?"
"A trail of your blood was left behind upon the stairs," Conan replied. "Haibara tested your blood that next morning."
"And?"
"Turns out you and I have the same blood type," Conan informed. "She mistook your blood for being mine, she even knew what part of the body the blood came from."
"Is that so?"
"That's why she gave my upper body a look, to check for any severe cuts," Conan said. "She's probably just as suspicious of me as she is of you at this point."
"What did you say to her when confronted about it?"
"The truth, I told her I wasn't there that morning," Conan replied. "Like I said before, I'm done lying to those closest to me."
"I understand."
"She's closing in on you," Conan continued. "At this point you only have two options."
He jumped up to the end of the bed to have a seat, looking directly into his eyes after doing so.
"Either you sit back and wait for her to figure it out, or you can simply tell her yourself," Conan said. "So, what's it going to be?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 54
Damaging Blow
The time continued to tick away. Thirty minutes remained until everything was expected to take place. He kept a firm stance from where he stood, the most focused he'd been all night. The sound of him dropping down from behind alerted him of his presence.
"You haven't spoken or moved in the last twenty minutes," Nightwing said coming to his side. "Is everything alright?"
"Couldn't be better."
"If you say so," Nightwing said facing forward. "I thought you had planned on Conan being here."
"Tried calling, had no luck in reaching him," Red Robin said. "Should have told him before hand that they changed the time of their meeting."
"That would explain."
"I'll keep my ears peeled, there's always a chance he'll call back," Red Robin said. "Regardless of that, how are things looking from the back exit?"
"Little to no activity as expected," Nightwing replied. "But that doesn't mean there won't be."
"Keep a good look out, we can't afford for anything to go wrong."
"Don't have to tell me," Nightwing said. "Radio me if you see anything worth sharing."
"You do the same."
"Of course."
Everything had been silent from the time he had entered, looking down at his watch which read thirty two after four. The sudden sound of something from behind caused him to reach into his jacket. He gripped the handle to his gun, turning to see a woman with a tray in hand approaching.
"What can I get for you today?"
He found himself humored by his overreaction, lowering his hand while looking up to face her.
"Coffee would be nice."
"Is there a certain flavor you would like?"
"Anything will do Ms... Belmot," Wataru replied catching sight of her name tag. "I didn't see anyone else on my way in, are you the only one here?"
"That's right," She confirmed. "That's what happens when you get the opening shift."
"Must be tough coming in this early."
"It's not too bad, besides everything closes up early on weekends," Belmot informed. "I'll be back with your coffee momentarily."
"Take your time, I'm in no rush."
She smiled before turning to walk the other way.
Only twenty minutes remained. He listened to the radio to help pass the time, only looking up when any cars drove past.
"Let's hope this plan of theirs works."
He turned his head at the sound of an incoming vehicle, looking to see a pickup truck along with two smaller cars driving from the rare. All three vehicles casually lost speed as they neared the inn, finding a place to park soon after.
"Looks like our guests have arrived." Juzo radioed.
"Yea, I can see them from here," Nightwing radioed back. "Stay where you are no matter what happens, the last thing we need is any casualties."
"Takagi is armed, he should be ok," Juzo said. "He can take care of himself long enough for the two of you spring in there if anything happens."
"Good to hear we're on the same page," Nightwing said. "Radio me if you see anyone else driving in."
"Will do."
He continued to monitor the time as he waited, one of the few things keeping his eyes from closing. The sound of her returning awoke him from his slight doze.
"Here's the coffee just like you requested," Belmot said placing it down onto the table. "I even added whipped cream at the top."
"Thanks, there's no better way to start the day."
"Glad I could be of service," Belmot said with nod. "Is there anything else I can get you?"
"This will do for now," Wataru replied. "Thanks."
It was only a matter of second before they were joined by several others who took a seat around a table at the first table in the room.
"I'll be back to check on you in a bit."
Wataru nodded.
She made her way toward the other table. He lowered his hat down to held disguise himself, peaking from around the seat to have a look.
"There's six of them in all," Wataru thought to himself. "And they're sitting at the first table just as expected."
He could hear a soft ring coming from his ear, turning back in his seat before pressing down onto the ear piece.
"This is Takagi."
"How are you holding up in there?"
"Doing fine," Wataru replied. "They just took a seat at the front table."
"Remember to adjust the ear piece to hear what they're saying," Red Robin reminded. "Once you do that I'll be able to tap into the signal myself."
"Understood," Wataru replied. "How are things looking from out there?"
"There's no one else parked out by the street but them," Red Robin replied. "But I'll keep you posted."
"Sounds good, I'll be on the look out."
They cut their conversation from there. He twisted the center forward just as instructed, waiting to hear what was going to be said. A minute passed, which then turned into three. He glimpsed down at his watch for yet another time.
"What's the hold up," Wataru thought. "Why aren't they talking?"
The sky began lighting up with each passing minute. He turned off the radio from where he sat, anxious to know what was going on inside.
"Any idea what the situation is inside?" Juzo radioed.
"Not a clue," Nightwing replied. "Red Robin nor Takagi have contacted me on the matter as of yet."
"Do you think everything is ok?"
"Wouldn't worry too much, they'll let us know if something is going on." Nightwing stated.
"Keep me informed."
"That's the plan."
He patiently continued waiting from where he sat, only hearing the sound of static. It had been over four minutes since they had arrived. This left him a little nerve wracked, feeling his heart race up at the sound of someone approaching from behind. His hand fell into the depths of his jacket, resting his hand over the gun for a second time.
"Could it be they were expecting us, that they know about the hidden mic?"
All this ran through his mind as the foot steps neared, tightening his grip around the handle. He slowly turned, watching as one of the men continued past him to the other corner of the room. He breathed out in relief, removing his hand from within his jacket.
"I'm really out of it, I may need more than just a coffee after all is said and done." Wataru thought to himself.
He then directed his attention over to the man who stood across from where he sat, watching as he pulled out a phone.
"I wonder what this is about."
He kept a casual look on his face, doing his best not to look engaged to what he was doing. He kept a straight face, looking out the window while taking a sip from the mug.
Over five minutes had passed since his last attempt at trying to contact him. He looked on from afar, watching as the man who was standing by stepped away from the window. The opportunity had finally risen, radioing him in the passing seconds.
"What was that all about," Red Robin asked. "Did you happen to hear who he was talking with?"
"Don't have a name," Wataru replied. "But now I know why they've been mute since arriving."
"And why's that?"
"They're supposed to be meeting with someone, who just happens to be on their way now."
"Good work, I'll let the others know right away," Red Robin complimented. "Keep it up, you're doing just fine."
With that said, the transmission between the two came to an end. He slid his phone back into his pocket, readying himself for yet another wait.
He let the others know about what had been said, putting them on alert. It wasn't until fifteen minutes later that he caught sight of a white car driving along from the other side of the road. His eyes continued to follow it, watching it as it parked a few yards away from the entrance of the inn.
"Looks like Takagi heard right."
A man along with one woman exited the car, the two of them heading in through the front entrance. He turned back to the car, noticing there was still someone sitting in the driver seat.
"The engines still running," Juzo noticed. "That must mean they don't plan on staying very long."
The wait had finally come to an end, peaking around from where he sat to see two more people had joined the fray, the man being the only one to have a seat. He then looked to the woman who was blanketed with a scarf, shades, and fancy black hat to top it off.
"Now to see what this whole thing is about." Wataru thought.
He twisted the center piece forward, easing himself into the seat. It didn't take long for them to begin. He closed his eyes as he listened on.
"I'm glad to see you all came early, you know how much I hate waiting."
"So what's the verdict, is Mr. out north in agreement?"
"Of course, he was in from the start."
"That's good to hear."
"We're scheduled to meet for final talks in the next few days, with everything in the last stages."
"And where might we be meeting?"
"He has yet to decide on a location, after all this is his vendetta."
"Would you like my attendance?"
"Most certainly, we'll be doing more than just moving the ice boxes from the casings they're set in."
"Ice boxes... I wonder what that is?"
"Once that is complete we'll be able to move everything to the north tower."
"Sounds good, I'll defiantly be there Mr. Yunge."
"So now we have a name, let's see what else they'll reveal." Wataru thought.
The next couple seconds everything fell silent. He became tempted, glimpsing back from where he sat to see the man who had taken a seat stand back to his feet.
"Would you like to have a look at the new merchandise we received from our out of state friend?"
"Of course," Mr. Yunge replied. "I've been waiting all week to have a look at what's been brought in."
The gentleman sitting directly across stood up as well.
"Amaquel, would you like us to come along?"
"That won't be necessary," Amaquel replied. "You five can stay here and have a drink, once you're finished I want you to head back to Millers to check up on the stocking process."
"How long until we should expect your return?"
"No later than an hour," Amaquel said as he turned to walk. "Right after you Mr. Yunge."
He walked past him with the nod of his head. The woman walked at his side, Amaquel being the last of the three to make his way out. It was finally time for him to report, clicking on the center piece of the communication device.
"Did you get all of that?"
"Loud and clear." Red Robin replied.
"So what's the plan from here?"
"I want you to stay put until the rest of their little group leaves, no use in taking any chances." Red Robin answered.
"What about you?" Wataru asked.
"I'm going to follow after them," Red Robin replied. "There's a good chance we'll gain some extra ground."
"Understood," Wataru said. "I'll stay put until they leave."
"Great, Red Robin out."
He looked up just in time to see him land a few feet away from where he stood.
"What's been going on," Nightwing asked. "You haven't given me an update on what's been going on in there."
"Some guy named Amaquel is taking Brutho Yunge to go have a look at something they just got shipped in," Red Robin informed. "I'm going to follow them, I want you to stay here and wait for the others to come out."
"You sure that's a good idea," Nightwing questioned. "There's no telling what you'll find when you get there."
"In most cases I would have you come along, but I want you to follow the other five when they decide to come out," Red Robin said. "Amaquel said he plans to meet them at Millers."
"Never heard of it."
"Nor have I, which is why I want you to follow them there," Red Robin said. "Contact me if you see or find anything of importance."
"Ditto," Nightwing said in response. "Be careful on your way out, I'd hate for something to happen to you with me heading in a different direction."
"No need to worry, I'll be ok."
"I've heard that one several times over, let's hope that's the case." Nightwing said.
The two of them then directed their attention back down to the roadside, catching sight of Brutho hopping back into the passenger seat of the car he had arrived in.
"Looks like that's my cue."
"Try not to be seen." Nightwing teasingly stated.
"That won't be a problem."
He focused his attention back down to the street, watching as the green car drove off with the white one following close behind. He gave him one last look, Nightwing giving him a wave before he took off.
He kept pace with every stride, making sure not to fall behind. They came to a stop after encountering a red light, which happened on several occasions. He reached into his belt, tossing a tracker down which connected to the side of the car.
"They're heading into a tunnel, don't want to lose them."
He followed the signal, resighting the car once it came out from the other end. They took a left at the next intersection, driving into a darker area of the city. He continued to follow along, feeling a burning sensation in his legs.
"Looks like they're finally beginning to slow up, we must be getting close."
He dropped down to yet another building, looking to see the two cars had come to a stop at a familiar location.
"The docks, can't say I'm surprised."
He looked on from afar, watching as they all exited from the cars. Amaquel took charge as he lead them deeper into the docks. He took this time to glide down, hiding behind the cars once landing. He peaked from behind the trunk to see them turning the corner.
"Gotta keep moving, don't want to lose them."
With that in mind he stood back to his feet, quietly making his way forward. There were many crates stacked around which he used to maneuver his way closer to them without being seen. He hid behind a couple of barrels after watching them come to a stop in front of a large wooden box.
"I wonder what's inside."
"So this is it?"
"Not just in this box, but in those crates as well," Amaquel pointed. "It's all here."
"So what would you like to show me first?" Brutho asked.
"We'll start with the light weights," Amaquel replied. "Then make our way up from there, how's that sound?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Brutho replied.
He grabbed a crowbar which happened to be laying on top of the box, taking it with him as he walked over to a nearby crate. He forcefully jabbed it into the side, plowing it open with the use of his strength. Brutho came to his side, looking to see what was inside.
"So what do you think?" Amaquel asked pulling a strange looking gizmo from within the box.
He gave it a long hard look, bringing a hand to his chin as he did.
"What exactly is it?"
"An electronics disrupter, simply put," Amaquel replied. "It give you the ability to diminish any electrical signals from close range as well as far."
"Does this include communication devices?"
"Anything you can think of," Amaquel confirmed. "From computers to phones even."
"These guys are more stacked than I thought."
"Excellent, this could prove most useful," Brutho said taking the device into his hand. "How many of these do we have manufactured?"
"Besides that one, three," Amaquel replied. "But we can easily have more produced."
"What else do you have to show me?"
"Right this way."Amaquel said leading them back to where the box sat.
He shoved the crowbar into the small crack at the top, doing his best to force it open.
"There's something I've been wanting to ask you about," Amaquel said. "I was wondering how your brother has been doing, I haven't heard you mention Lemare in quite some time."
"Why would I," Brutho said. "He wants nothing to do with any of this."
"That doesn't mean the two of you can't still talk."
"That's one road I have no interest on going down." Brutho stated.
The top of the wooden box flew to the ground in the seconds that past, revealing an armored glove. It was obvious it was heavy from the way it looked, coupled in with its outside features. He lifted a brow at the sight of it, more than interested to find out what its capabilities were.
"It may look harmless, but this handy dandy glove has its specialties." Amaquel said sliding it on.
"Intrigue me." Brutho said taking a step back.
Once it was securely strapped on, he clicked down to a button located on the side. Brutho watched as a mini missile appeared on the top of the glove.
"Three inches wide, six inches long," Amaquel stated. "It may not look very dangerous, but these little guys sure pack a punch."
"Why don't you give us a demonstration."
"As you wish." Amaquel said taking aim at a couple barrels.
"You've got to be kidding me."
He fired away with little hesitation, hearing the booming sound it made after being launched. They all watched as the barrels were disintegrated along with several other crates right before their eyes.
"Most impressive." The woman said more than pleased with the results.
"Couldn't agree more." Brutho said with a few claps.
"Is there anything else you would like to see?" Amaquel asked with a smirk forming across his face.
"No, that will do for now," Brutho replied. "I think I've seen enough to keep me satisfied."
"I'm glad you're as excited as I," Amaquel said. "It seems we have our enemies edged out in fire power."
"Indeed we do," Brutho said while looking down at his watch. "The morning is young, and we still have time before sun rise."
"What are you implying?" The woman asked.
"You'll know when we get there," Brutho said. "Come, we'll be there in the next twenty minutes if we hurry."
"What about this mess?" Amaquel asked pointing to the scene the missile had created.
"Leave it," Brutho stated. "We'll have all this cleaned up by to night."
"Your call." Amaquel said.
With that the four of them left the scene.
He patiently waited from where he stood, feeling the winds picking up from the west side. It was only a matter of time before they came out, radioing him as soon as they did.
"Megure it's Nightwing."
"What's going on?"
"I'm sure you have a clear view of those men coming out from the inn," Nightwing began. "Once officer Takagi comes out I want the two of you to follow them."
"What about you?"
"I'll be doing the same from above," Nightwing replied. "Try not to keep a clear path when you drive, we don't want them catching onto you."
"Understood."
"Don't panic if you lose them on the roadway," Nightwing said. "I'll keep you updated on their whereabouts."
"Any idea where they're going?" Juzo asked.
"Some place called Millers."
"Can't say I've heard of it."
"That puts us in the same boat." Nightwing stated.
"What's the plan when we get there?"
"Pin pointing another one of their hideouts is the main focus," Nightwing replied. "We'll decide on what to do once we get there."
"Couldn't think of anything better myself."
It had been a close call, one of many he'd experienced throughout his life. He felt a sharp pain surging down at his left side, looking down to see blood flowing downward.
"Looks like I wasn't able to fully dodge the brunt of that explosion."
He slowly sat up from where he hid, stepping past the crates with a deep breath.
"Now the question becomes, where," Red Robin said. "Where did they get these weapons from, we found no record of any of these shipments."
He then looked toward one of the crates, noticing a small insignia on the side. He moved in closer to give it a better look, instantly recognizing what it was after falling to a knee.
"And just when I thought things couldn't get any more complex," Red Robin thought to himself. "LexCorp."
Blood continued to drip from his wound as he stood back to his feet, sucking up the pain as he reached for his grappler.
"Gotta get back to the base," Red Robin said. "But first I need to get to hire ground."
He slowly made his way around the crates that laid piled onto to each other, arriving back to where he had come from to see both cars had already driven off. He used the grappler to latch himself back to the roof tops. Doubt slowly began crawling in with each passing minute. His breaths became shallow, finding his eyes flashing from time to time. He tried radioing Nightwing who didn't respond.
"My luck can't get any better."
There was no way he was going to make it. Those were the thoughts that ran through his mind as he jumped frome one building to the next. He felt his body tensing up as he continued on, an idea popping into his mind after leaping past yet another building.
"Agasa, I could go see him," Red Robin thought. "His house isn't too far from my position, he should be able to help me out."
He rerouted where he was going, knowing time was of the essence. He took each step at a time, the pain at his side reaching its peak after soaring down into a dark ally. He gazed up at the sky while taking a seconds rest.
"Only have about an hour until sun rise, don't have much time left."
He remained in the shadows, keeping himself hidden from any possibilities of being spotted. It didn't take long for him to arrive in front of the house. He took a few steps back from where he stood, lunging forward with a leaping flip over the gate.
"Should be able to get in through one of the windows like I did last time."
That's exactly what he did. It was dark once inside, closing the window once inside. He slowly made his way, doing his best not to make any noise.
"Now to find his room."
He came to a brief stop, looking down from where he stood to see a light flashing from down stairs.
"Looks like it's coming from the computer, which means he's still up."
With that in mind he quietly made his way down the stairs, doing his best to keep a clear head. It didn't take long for him to reach the bottom, looking over to the computer to see that no one was there. He walked over, slightly stumbling forward. Luckily he was able to catch himself with the use of the desk. At this point his vision began to blur, trying his best to see what was on the screen.
"Is that me?"
He finally got a clear view of what was on the screen, surprised to see a picture of himself along with an article below.
"Why would Agasa care to look me up?"
It was quiet throughout the house, the only sound coming from the running computer. He pushed away from the desk, turning as he did.
"Maybe he's not here, I don't think his car was out front if I can recall," Red Robin said. "But why leave the computer on?"
He took a step forward, groaning from the sharpening pain at his side. It wasn't until then that he heard foot steps from the upper floor, putting him on full alert.
"Back so soon," She spoke from above. "I wasn't expecting you back until the morning."
He had completely forgotten all about her, listening as she made her way down the stairs.
"She can't find out, not now... not like this."
There was only one option, and that was to hide. She dropped down from the last step, immediately heading toward the computer to see no one was there.
"That's strange," Ai thought with her hands falling down at her side. "I could have sworn I heard someone."
It was faint, but just enough for her to hear. She turned toward the basement door, slowly walking over. She came to a stop once reaching it, swinging the door to the side to see no one was inside.
"It must just be one of those mornings."
She softly closed the door, feeling a sudden coolness come over her. She brought her hands to the sides of her arms, shivering as she turned back to the stairs. It didn't take long for her to notice one of the windows from upstairs was wide open.
"I don't recall leaving any windows open."
Ai made her way back up. She noticed a trail of something upon the stairs as she continued on, to dark for her to see what it was. She came to a stop once reaching the window, tightly closing it to block out the cool morning breeze.
"That takes care of that."
She then directed her attention to the ground to see that's where the trail had come to an end. She kneeled down, reaching forward to feel a warm wetness. This was a little discomforting, causing her to stand back to her feet. It wasn't until she held her hand out to the window that she clearly saw what it was.
"Blood... ?"
It had been one of those laid back kind of nights. He didn't awake until after nine later that morning. He pushed up from where he laid, looking around to see no one was in the room but him. He stretched his arms after getting out of bed, making his way over to the drawer. He turned on his phone after getting dressed, finding he had a couple missed calls. A soft knock came from the other side of the door which caused him to look that way.
"One moment."
He walked op to the door, opening it to find Ran standing on the other side.
"Good morning." Conan said stepping out from the room.
"Have you heard from Tim?"
"He tried calling when I was asleep," Conan said. "But I haven't spoken with him since yesterday, why do you ask?"
"Can you try calling him now?"
"Why," Conan asked. "Is something wrong?"
"Sonoko's been trying to reach him all morning about picking up her phone," Ran replied. "But every time she's called he hasn't answered."
"Why doesn't she just walk over to his apartment and knock on the door," Conan suggested. "His phones off half the time anyway, that will assure he wakes up."
"That's an even better idea." Ran said heading for the door.
"Where are you going?" Conan asked.
"We're going to go see him ourselves," Ran replied. "I could use a morning walk, cant you?"
"Sure, just give me a minute." Conan replied.
"I'll be down stairs, don't take too long."
"I won't." Conan assured.
He pulled his phone out after watching her head out the front door. He tried calling him only to be greeted by the answering machine. He tried once more, gaining the same results.
"His phones not off," Conan thought to himself. "So why isn't he answering?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 53
Dinning At The Den
It was a relatively noisy ride back, hearing the sound of sirens as a police car drove past from the left. He rolled up the window to help block most sounds. There was a lot on his mind. He arrived back at the crime scene not long after, parking in the same spot he previously had his last visit.
"Now to see if they know what happened with that car explosion."
He made his way past the crime scene tape, joining Megure who was standing by the car along with three other officers.
"Grayson," Juzo said looking up as he approached. "I wasn't expecting you back so soon."
"How has your inspection been coming along?" Dick asked.
"It's just as I thought," Juzo replied. "What caused the car to explode was that wire we found, it was connected to an explosive which was attached to the bottom of the car."
"I assume it was on the driver side."
"That's correct."
"What about the victim, where was the body found after the explosion erupted?"
"Inside the car," Juzo replied. "Why do you ask?"
"That means when they opened the car door it didn't set off the bomb, at least not right away." Dick stated.
"Do you think there's deeper meaning to it?"
"Don't know."
"Well if anything comes to mind feel free to share."
"Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way." Dick said.
"I heard you got around to reading what that note had written on it."
"Officer Sato was kind enough to share it with me." Dick confirmed.
"She called me after reading it herself," Juzo said. "So what do you make of it?"
"Lets just say I'm in the midst of figuring that one out."
The sky darkened with each passing minute. They had finally arrived after a time consuming walk, coming to a stop a few inches away from the door. He knocked once, taking a step back after doing so.
"Do you think anyone is here?" Tim asked.
"The gate was left unlocked, that's not usually the case if they're not around." Conan replied.
The door slid open moments later which grabbed their attention.
"To what do I owe the honor?"
"Good to see you as well Agasa." Tim said.
"How may I be of service to the two of you?"
"Just dropping by for a little visit." Conan replied.
"Well come on in," Hiroshi said pushing the door aside. "It's been a rather quiet morning, we could use the added company."
"Glad to be able to help." Tim said stepping in along with Conan.
"Where's Haibara?" Conan asked after the door closed from behind.
"She went upstairs a couple minutes ago, I'd expect her back down anytime now."
He removed his watch as they made their way further into the room, handing it to Dr. Agasa who looked down at him.
"What's wrong," Hiroshi asked. "Is it not working?"
"I'm actually down to my last stunner," Conan replied. "I was hoping you could refill it."
"Of course, just give me a minute."
"We'll be right here." Conan said.
They watched as he made his way up the stairs, walking past Ai who was heading in the opposite direction with a magazine in hand.
"We were just asking about you," Conan said as she stepped down. "How's your day coming along?"
"Slow start." Ai replied continuing toward the couch.
"What's that you're reading?" Tim asked catching a glimpse of the front cover.
"A new brand of designed clothing which is slated for a fall release." Ai replied after having a seat.
"Are you looking forward to it?"
"I suppose so."
"You never took me as a fashion kind of person," Tim admitted. "I guess you learn something new about someone everyday."
Conan's phone began to vibrate at that second. He pulled it out from his side looking to see an incoming call.
"I wonder what he wants."
Conan stepped to the side, answering the call as he did. The conversation lasted for a little over thirty seconds, putting his phone back into his pocket once finished.
"Who was that?" Ai asked lowering the magazine from her eyes.
"It was Mitsuhiko," Conan replied. "He was just telling me about the car explosion which I already found out about earlier."
"Where did this happen?" Ai asked.
"A few miles from here, across from a fire station near a construction site."
"Was anyone hurt?" Ai said.
"Only one that we know of at this time." Tim replied.
The three of them looked toward the stairs at the sound of Agasa making his way back down.
"Here you are Conan," Hiroshi said handing him his watch back. "It's all good to go."
"Thanks doc, you never know when a situation may arise."
He snapped his watch back into place, looking outside the window to see a light rain had began to come down.
"Looks like we may have to change our plans for another day," Conan said walking over. "Not exactly the ideal conditions to go out and do something."
"We should probably talk to Ran about that."
"Where were the three of you planning on going?" Hiroshi asked.
"We hadn't decided on that yet." Tim answered.
"What a coincidence," Hiroshi said. "I plan on going out myself."
"And where might that be?" Conan asked out of curiosity.
"I would tell you, but it's a little bit of a secret."
"A secret?"
"He's been hinting at it all week," Ai informed. "But has yet to tell me either."
"Must be some kind of surprise." Tim thought.
"We better get going, the sooner we find out what we plan to do the better."
"Would the two of you like a ride?" Hiroshi offered.
"We'll be ok," Tim replied. "It's nothing but a small drizzle."
"Haibara, would you like to come along," Conan asked turning away from the window. "It could be fun."
"I'd rather not, I'm in no mood to get wet."
"Suit yourself." Conan said before he and Tim headed for the door.
Agasa held it open for the two of them, waving as they made their way past the gate.
"Call me if you need anything." Hiroshi called out.
Conan nodded in response. The rain picked up headway as they continued walking, hearing the sound of thunder in the far distance. It was a short walk there, coming to a stop at the bottom of the stairwell.
"Am I going up alone or are you coming along?" Conan asked.
"You don't think they'll mind?"
"Of course not." Conan said walking forward.
With little hesitation Tim followed after him. Conan opened the door once they reached the top of stairs. The two of them walked in to find Ran who had her sights set on the TV.
"I'm home." Conan said drawing her attention.
"Hi Ran." Tim said as she looked their way.
"I didn't even know you were up," Ran said. "When did you leave?"
Conan looked down at his watch, making sure he came up with a reasonable time.
"About fifteen after eight."
"He's been with me the whole time." Tim added.
"What prompted you to stop by so early," Ran asked. "We aren't supposed to go out until well over an hour from now."
"That's why I'm here," Tim said. "The weather has taken an unexpected shift, so I was checking to see if we were still going out."
"I don't know," Ran said in response. "I've been trying to reach Sonoko for the past hour but she hasn't been answering her cell phone."
"And she won't," Tim informed. "She left it over at my apartment on her way out."
"Did you try her home phone?" Conan asked as he had a seat next to the table.
Ran nodded.
"No one picked up from there either."
"I'm sure it's nothing to worry about," Tim said assuringly. "She did say she had a family matter to attend to."
Ran crossed her arms, sharpening her eyes at him. This caused him to take a step back, feeling his back touching up against the door.
"What's wrong," Tim asked with a smile. "Is there something I did?"
"What was Sonoko doing at your apartment anyway?"
"It was only school related, I promise."
She looked at him for a moments longer, dropping her hands to her side in the seconds that followed.
"Well you have been good with the truth lately, since we're waiting would you like to hang here with us for awhile," Ran asked with a smile forming across her face. "We could play some board games until she calls back."
"Board games?"
"Come on, it'll be fun." Ran said grabbing him by his wrist.
She pulled him over next to Conan who smiled up at him as Ran forced him to have a seat.
"I'll be right back," Ran said before turning for her room. "I have a few stashed away in my closet."
The two of them sat in silence for the next minute or so. She returned with five different board games, placing them onto the center of the table atop each other.
"Conan did you happen to look into the office on your way up?" Ran asked.
"Was there something I was supposed to see?"
"Was my dad in there by any chance?"
"He sure was," Conan replied. "I saw him sitting in the chair staring up at the ceiling, I'm betting he's waiting on a call."
"Hold on just one minute." Ran said as she made her way for the door.
"Where are you going?" Conan asked.
"To try and get him to join us," Ran replied. "I know the two of you can find something to talk about in the meantime, I promise I won't be long."
She closed the door on her way out, leaving them in the silence of the room for a second time.
"Sorry," Conan said. "I had no idea things would turn out like this if you came along."
"Don't worry about it," Tim said looking down at his watch. "This will help burn off some time until tonight."
"What's happening tonight?"
"Setting up for our next move."
The rain came to a halt by nights beginning. He drove through the wet streets, rolling his window down to feel the coolness of the night breeze. He checked the time on his watch after taking another right, looking to see he was already five minutes late to their scheduled meeting.
"Better hurry, I'd hate to keep him waiting any longer than I already have."
He drove up a few more blocks before finally coming to a stop in front of a junk yard. He made sure everything was secure, locking all doors before getting out. He came upon a rusty steel gate after taking a few steps forward, looking to see sharp pointy edges sticking out.
"Doesn't look like anyone has been here in quite some time."
He reached into his jacket for a pair of gloves, not wanting to accidently cut himself. He successfully made his way past the gate with no harm done, heading deeper into the bowels of where everything was stacked up.
"This place is like a maze, he must have a good reason for why we're meeting here."
The wind whistled through a car hood from above, startling him ever so slightly. He circled past a stack of laying wheels, turning the corner to see him standing in the middle of it all.
"Takagi, what took you so long?"
"I got backed up in traffic, not to mention the wet conditions of the road," Wataru replied. "But why are we meeting here Megure?"
"What do you mean," Juzo questioned. "It was you who said you had something to show me."
"But you called me." Wataru stated.
"Well if it wasn't you or I who set this up, then who?"
The two of them jumped at the sound of someone landing onto a pile of stacked cars from behind, immediately turning to see who it was.
"I'm glad to see the two of you were able to find your way here."
"Red Robin," Juzo said more than surprised. "I take it you're the one who set this whole thing up?"
"We need to talk." Red Robin said jumping down to join them in the center of it all.
"Why are we meeting here," Wataru asked looking around. "Did a crime happen around this place?"
"No, just thought this would be a better place to meet instead of at the station." Red Robin replied.
"That must mean you have something to share with us." Juzo said.
"As a matter a fact I do." Red Robin confirmed.
"Is it about that explosion that occurred earlier today?"
"That's something I've thought about, but not why I called you two here tonight."
"We're listening."
"It's about the Outworlders," Red Robin began. "I have a way we can shut them down, and with your help and corporation I know we can pull it off."
"You seem confident," Juzo stated. "That must mean you know who's the head man of their operations."
"I've know that for awhile now."
"Well if that's the case then why didn't you tell me?" Juzo asked.
"That wouldn't have been enough," Red Robin replied. "Even if I had brought him into custody it's not like he would have spilled to us what his plans were."
"So what have you been able to find out up till this point?"
"Lets just say I've made some streaks," Red Robin replied. "They had originally planned on having a meeting tomorrow night but rescheduled for tomorrow morning instead."
"Where at?" Juzo asked.
"A low key inn called Branneys Den."
"Never heard of it." Wataru said.
"Wouldn't doubt it," Red Robin said. "It's not an easy place to find, I'll be the first one to tell you that."
"So how were you able to find this place," Juzo asked. "About the meeting even?"
"I could take the time to explain that and about their recent activities, but we don't have much time," Red Robin reminded. "They plan on meeting within the next seven hours."
Juzo took this moment to glimpse down at his watch, looking back toward him after doing so.
"That would mean they're scheduled to meet at anytime after five A.M. some time," Juzo said. "And you're positive about this whole thing?"
"I wouldn't have called you here if I wasn't."
"So what exactly did you have in mind?" Juzo asked.
He reached down, digging into the contents of his utility belt. The two of them looked on in confusion as he held a mini circular device out in front of him.
"What is that?" Juzo asked.
"It's for you." Red Robin said tossing it to Wataru who caught it.
"Me?"
"We need an inside guy, and you'll fit the bill just fine."
"What is this thing exactly?" Wataru asked.
"A communications device, once in your ear it will enable us to be able to speak to one another within a fifty yard radius."
"What do you want me to do when I get inside?"
"I'll let you know as soon as you're seated in a secure spot," Red Robin replied. "And don't worry, I'll be watching every move made from the outside window."
"Which will leave the back exit for me." Someone said dropping down from behind the two.
They instantly spun around, taking a step back as they did.
"Who the hell are you?" Juzo questioned.
"His names Nightwing," Red Robin replied. "He's the guy I wanted you to meet."
"Is that so," Juzo remarked. "How many of you masked men are running around anyway?"
"You'd be surprised." Nightwing replied.
"Nothing really surprises me at this point."
"Can't argue that," Nightwing said. "Time will do that for you."
"Won't they become suspicious of someone unknown sitting around?" Wataru asked
"Not in the least, their little group won't be the only ones who will be there," Nightwing replied. "There will also be those usual customers who come in at that hour for their normal cup of coffee, I'd know since I've observed the place for the past two nights."
"I know we're low on time, but I would really like to know what you have planned before sending Takagi alone into that place." Juzo said.
"All we want is to gather information," Red Robin said. "That's what this whole operation is about, and with anything learned you'll hear it for yourself rather then second hand."
"How is he supposed to get close enough to hear what they're are saying without them becoming suspicious?"
"He won't need to," Nightwing replied. "The communications device will handle it all, we already know where they will be seated."
"And with that in mind we took the liberty of installing a hidden mic under the table," Red Robin added. "All you have to do is pivot the center piece back and it will allow you you to hear and record anything they're saying."
Wataru took this time to place it into his ear, making sure it was secure.
"Fits perfectly."
"Now that we have that all sorted out, what about me," Juzo asked. "What will I be doing during all of this?"
"We'll have you watch from the streets below," Nightwing replied. "Make sure you're parked in an area that doesn't bring too much attention to yourself."
"What should I be looking for?"
"Anything alarming or out of the ordinary." Red Robin answered.
He reached to his side, pulling out a rolled up piece of paper. He walked up to Megure who took the slip of paper into his hand.
"What's this?" Juzo asked.
"Directions to Branneys Den," Red Robin replied. "It shouldn't be to hard to find once you figure your way around."
"The two of you are free to kick it back until then," Nightwing said. "Just try to be there an hour early, that way we have time to set up."
"Couldn't have said it any better myself." Juzo said in agreement.
"We'll let the two of you go for now, there's something we have to do before then." Nightwing said before jumping over a pile of stacked cars.
"Make sure you don't lose that ear piece, it's essential you have it."
"Loud and clear."
"See you there." Red Robin said before following after him.
This left the two of them standing alone. They listened to the chants of the crickets who happened to be in the near distance.
"I don't think I fully understand what's going on." Wataru said.
"That makes the two of us," Juzo said. "But I'm sure we'll have a better understanding in the next few hours."
"Time will only tell."
"Can't argue that," Juzo said heading back from where they entered. "Come on, I think we could both use a little rest before then."
"Can't argue that."
The following hours seemed to drag, making for a long wait. A car drove past from where he stood, feeling the frost breeze slide across the side of his face. This caused him to grip the insides of his pockets. He adjusted his cap to where it hung over his eyes, looking both ways before crossing the street. He removed his right hand from his pocket to reach for the handle of the door, reading the sign upon the wall which read 'Branneys Den'.
"So, this is it."
Warmth came over him once inside, keeping his poise and position all the way through. A large sheet hanged from the ceiling which blocked the path. He pushed it to the side which revealed a spaced out room. There were several tables throughout the area. He headed toward a booth seat in the far right corner of the room, removing his hands from his pockets once situated.
"This should do it."
Not surprisingly he heard a ring coming from his left ear, pressing down on the device to take the call.
"I see you've picked your spot, not a bad choice Takagi."
"Where are you?"
"On the roof adjacent to where you are just like I said." Red Robin radioed back.
"What about Megure, is he all set?" Wataru asked.
"As set as he's going to be," Red Robin replied. "How are things on your end?"
"There's no one here," Wataru said. "I didn't even come across clerk on my way to this seat."
"They're probably just mopping around somewhere," Red Robin stated. "Sit tight, we have less than an hour until their scheduled meeting."
"Roger that."
The temperature seemed to lower with each minute that went by. He tried calling him for a fourth time from within that hour, still unsuccessful at getting ahold of him. He took a deep breath, wondering if they may have to slightly adjust their.
"Shinichi usually answers when I call, no matter what time of the day it is," Red Robin thought. "Looks like that leaves officer Takagi the lone man to dine in the Den, everything has gone as planned thus far.... hopefully it stays that way."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 52
Echo 2118
"What do you mean we're too late?"
He didn't reply to him, taking a left after reaching another street light.
"Where are we going," Conan asked. "I thought you said the water park was North-East."
"That's not where the explosion occurred." Dick informed.
"An explosion?"
"I don't have all the details," Dick said. "We'll have to wait until we get there to receive a full run down."
"How do you know this relates to the guy we're after?"
"Another note was left at the scene," Dick replied. "This time with the number eight attached."
"How far away are we from this place?" Conan asked.
"Sit tight, we'll be there momentarily."
Everything seemed to be falling apart. Not only were they wrong on when the killer would strike, but where they would as well.
"I was almost certain the culprit would choose to make their next move at Slid Splash," Dick thought. "What could we have possibly missed?"
He turned left after coming to the end of the street, looking to find several police cars parked not too much farther up.
"Is this the place?"
"Yep, this is it."
They slowly eased their way past the many vehicles that were parked at the sides of the street, fortunately finding themselves a spot right in between two cars a few yards away from where the explosion had occurred.
"You coming out," Dick asked. "Or do you plan on sitting in here?"
"What kind of question is that," Conan said. "And let you have all the fun, I don't think so."
"Let's not forget you're in the body of a child," Dick stated. "Who knows how the police may respond with me bringing you along."
"Don't worry, I'm pretty good at staying discreet," Conan said before pushing the passenger door to the side. "Now let's go, we have a schedule to keep."
"Right you are."
The two of them exited the car from there, closing the doors after doing so. They could see the many bystanders on the left side of the street, opposite of where the explosion had erupted. Several officers looked their way as they approached. One of them stepped up to the crime scene tape which blocked off a small portion of the street, raising a hand which signaled for them to stop.
"That will be far enough," The officer stated. "This area is blocked off due to investigation, so I'm going to have to ask you to turn around and walk back the other way."
"That's actually what I'm here for," Dick said. "I was called in by Inspector Megure, there's something he wanted me to check out."
"Wait here."
The officer walked over to where most of the others stood, taking the time to talk with Megure himself. Dick glimpsed down at his side as he waited, looking to find Conan was nowhere to be found.
"I wonder where he ran off to."
The officer from earlier returned moments later, lifting up the tape after coming to a stop.
"Your story checks out," He said with the nod of his head. "You're free to enter Mr. Grayson."
"Thanks." Dick said in acceptance.
He made his way over to where most of the police officers stood in discussion, looking from side to side as he did. He caught sight of what appeared to be a depleted car which laid upside down on the sidewalk..
"I wonder if that's what exploded," Dick thought continuing to scour the area. "Still no sign of Conan, he's got to be around here somewhere."
He finally came to a stop after reaching the small group. Juzo immediately came to his side with his hand landing onto his shoulder.
"I'm glad you were able to make it here on such short notice." Juzo said.
"I just happened to be driving through this way, so I guess it all worked out for the best."
"I'm glad it did, because we need all the help we can get."
"So tell me Inspector, what exactly happened?"
"Right over there," Juzo pointed. "That car exploded just a bit ago."
"Do we have an exact time?" Dick asked.
"No, but we do have the time it was reported."
"And when was that?"
"7:02." Juzo replied.
Dick rested his chin onto his hand, finding his eyes traveling to the ground.
"I'd assume the call came in within ten minutes after the explosion occurred," Dick thought. "That means it must have happened anytime from six fifty two up until seven O' one."
"Are you ok?" Juzo asked at his sudden silence.
"Do we know what kind of car it was?" Dick asked looking over toward the wreckage.
"A Cadillac DTS," Juzo replied. "Unfortunately the driver did not survive the explosion."
"I guess that answers what I was going to ask next," Dick said. "Over the phone you said a note was left behind, what did it say?"
"I didn't get the chance to read it before they took it to the lab for testing," Juzo informed. "As soon as they've completed their analysis we'll be able to read it as well."
"Who else is working this case?" Dick asked out of curiosity.
"I gave detective Mouri a call before I reached you," Juzo said. "So he should be here within the next ten minutes."
"I take it he knows what's going on?"
"I told him the same thing I told you," Juzo said. "In the mean time I think it would be best if you gave the scene a look yourself."
"Wouldn't have it any other way." Dick said in agreement.
"Right this way."
He walked at his side as the two of them made their way over to the car. After stepping up onto the sidewalk they could see him him on the other side of the car analyzing something near where the back wheels would have been.
"Conan, what are you doing here?!" Juzo exclaimed.
"Oh, hi Inspector Megure." Conan said smiling with a wave.
"That must mean Mouri is here as well." Juzo said with the turn of his head in attempt of locating him.
"Actually," Dick said coming to Conan's side. "He's with me."
"With you," Juzo said in surprise. "I wasn't even aware the two of you knew each other."
"Since yesterday." Dick stated.
"Why did you bring him along," Juzo asked. "This isn't a place for a child, though I will say he's had his fair share of being in a situation like this."
He didn't know how to respond to his question, watching as the expression across Juzo's face slowly changed.
"He was going to take me to that new water park opening up today." Conan said jumping in.
"You mean the one east from here?" Juzo asked.
"That's the one." Conan confirmed with the nod of his head.
"Is this true?"
"It sure is," Dick replied. "We were on our way there, that's when I received the call from you."
"Thus making you put your plans on hold," Juzo finished. "I'm sorry I had to interrupt your day."
"It's ok," Conan said. "There's still plenty of day left which means we can still go later."
"Hey Conan," Dick said looking down at him. "Why don't you go wait over by the car?"
"But there's nothing to do over there," Conan protested. "I promise I won't touch anything if you let me stick around."
"You heard what Inspector Megure said, this is no place for kids," Dick reminded. "Now go wait by the car, I won't be long."
He dropped his shoulders with a huff.
"I'll be waiting." Conan said before walking off.
The two of them watched as he made his way past the yellow tape. They turned back to the car after he did to see a couple approaching officers who stopped once reaching the car.
"Now for my next question," Dick said. "Do you happen to know what caused the car to explode?"
"Our lab experts are already looking into that, a thin wire was found a few yards away from where it all took place," Juzo replied. "According to what a bystander witnessed the explosion went off as soon as the driver got into the car."
"That means there's a possibility the door was rigged with an explosive of some kind." Dick thought.
"There's a good chance that the wire found was connected to the car before the explosion, which would label it as evidence," Juzo continued. "So are you ready to give the car an in depth look yourself?"
"That won't be necessary Inspector," Dick replied. "Especially since you've already got your top guys looking into it."
"You do make a good point."
"If it's ok with you I'd like to head down to the station to check out the note left behind."
"That's entirely fine with me, but you'll need someone to go with you if you want access to it."
"That works for me." Dick said.
"I take it you still remember Officer Shiratori?"
"Of course, how could I forget?"
"Good, I'll have him meet you up at the station." Juzo said pulling out his phone.
"Where is he now?" Dick asked.
"Driving down from the other side of town," Juzo replied. "He had his hands full with another case."
"Everyone seems to be busy these days, what a trend it is."
"He should be at the station by the time you arrive."
"Would you like my assistance back here after I check out the message left behind?" Dick asked.
"I've already got detective Mouri coming in, so you should be free work out what the notes message means," Juzo said. "It seems our projection on where this killer would strike next was off."
"Was the person inside the car working for the police department?"
"They're looking into that as we speak."
"One last question," Dick said removing his hands from his pocket. "Where was the note left, obviously not in the car since it was blown into flames."
"Over there," Juzo said pointing to a nearby light pole. "There was an envelope inside of a plastic bag which was addressed to the police department."
"That would explain why you didn't open it right away," Dick said. "Who knows what they could have possibly left within that bag."
"Good luck when you get there."
"Thanks, I'll give you a call as soon as we know what the message reads." Dick said as he turned to walk.
He pushed his way past the crime scene tape, looking over to see Conan who was already sitting in the car with his head rested atop his hands. He opened the door to the driver seat joining him.
"That went quicker than expected." Conan said with the turn of his head.
"Of course," Dick said having a seat while closing the door. "You already examined the car so we're all set to go."
"What makes you think I was finished?" Conan asked.
"You're quick at what you do, but finding out what was left on that note is more important at the moment," Dick replied. "We'll let the police handle this one for now, then we'll touch base later."
"Can't argue with that."
"Before we jump gears, what were you able to gain from your inspection?"
"The breaks had been tampered with, so even if he was able to drive off he wouldn't have been able to stop when needed," Conan replied. "Which of course would have ended with damaging results."
"But why here," Dick said bringing a hand to his chin. "Nothing from the previous note points to this place."
"Then I think you better have another look," Conan said. "Right across the street to be precise, I noticed it the moment we stepped out of the car."
He did as he said, turning to see a fire station located across from where the explosion had occurred.
"What does a fires station have to do with anything?"
"I believe the way our last victim was killed points to this fire station, what else would explain the use of a water hose in the last murder?"
"You do make a good point," Dick said. "It's all symbolic, but it does make sense now that you mention it."
"And now the culprit has tweaked their method of killing once again."
"But what about the number nine," Dick questioned. "The explosion happened well before nine O'clock."
"I already mapped it out while you were talking with Megure."
"Mapped out what?" Dick asked.
"At first I thought it was a thing of distance, but then I realized that Slid Splash isn't quite nine miles from here."
"Care to fill me in, I have no idea where you are going with this."
"If we were to drive at approximately nine miles per hour from here all the way to Slid Splash, we would arrive after nine minutes of driving." Conan finished.
"Are you sure?" Dick asked.
"I used the GPS system in this car to confirm my claim." Conan replied.
"Can't believe we were that close," Dick said. "The only piece we missed was the connection to the fire station."
"We can't beat ourselves over it, time won't allow for it," Conan said. "The best thing we can do right now is move forward."
"Which means heading to the station to find out what was written on that note left on the light pole."
"My thoughts exactly."
"Strap in," Dick said buckling his seat belt. "It's time to begin the next round."
Conan strapped on his belt as well, sitting back in silence as he started up the engine. Both were anxious, yet optimistic on what to expect next. This left them thinking throughout most of the ride there. Dick looked over at him after hitting a fourth red light for the day.
"Hey Conan," Dick said grabbing his attention. "You said the breaks were cut on that car right?"
Conan nodded.
"That's the biggest thing that doesn't make sense about that whole thing," Dick stated. "Why destroys the breaks if you already plan on the target being killed in the explosion?"
Conan didn't say anything in response, keeping to himself as they continued down the roadway. The police station came into view soon after. They pulled into the parking lot, remaining silent after stepping out of the car. The two of them made their way toward the entrance door only to have it swing open just a few inches of them reaching it.
"Good to see you again Mr. Grayson," Ninzaburo greeted. "Inspector Megure said I should be expecting you."
"Has the testing on that envelope been completed?" Dick asked.
"Just about," Ninzaburo replied. "They should have it out for us to read any time now, you're free to come inside if you prefer."
"Either way works for me."
Conan followed at his side as they made their way in. They stopped once reaching the waiting area, having a seat at a table in the center of the room.
"Is there anything I can get either of you?" Ninzaburo asked.
"I'll be ok, what about you Conan?"
"I'll be fine as well."
"I hope the two of you don't mind if I take off for a few minutes," Ninzaburo said. "I have yet to file the final paper work concerning my most recent case, I'll be back as soon as I can with that envelope."
"And we'll be waiting." Dick said.
He left from there, leaving the two of them to sit alone. They found their eyes looking to the TV on the left wall which was clamped down.
"Can't say I've watched very much golf as of late." Dick thought to himself.
They continued to spectate the game from where they sat. The sound of someone entering the room moments later immediately alerted the two of them.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Grayson, I've heard much."
"You must be Officer Sato," Dick said standing up from the chair to shake her hand to see an envelope in her grasp. "I've seen your picture."
"My picture?"
"Never mind that," Dick said switching gears. "What's that you've got there?"
"It's something they claim the killer left behind at the scene, which is what you're here to see if I'm not mistaken."
"Was there anything discovered during the search of the bag the envelope was in?" Dick asked.
"Believe it or not but there was about a cup of sugar stashed in along with the envelope." Miwako informed.
"....Sugar?" Conan thought to himself.
"I wonder what that could mean." Dick said.
"That's a question for all of us." Miwako said.
"What about the note," Conan asked. "What did it say?"
She removed the slip of paper from inside the envelope, handing it to Dick who looked at what was written.
"2wo birdS 0ne STONE, at dawns end," Dick read with the raise of a brow. "There's also another number stamped in the bottom corner."
"Let me guess," Conan said looking up. "An Eight?"
"How did you know that?" Miwako asked in surprise.
"I... it was a lucky guess." Conan laughingly answered.
He gently slid the note back into the envelope before handing it over to her.
"Thanks for sharing that with me," Dick said. "Tell Officer Shiratori I'll see him around, there's somewhere I have to be."
"I'll let him know."
"Thanks, I appreciate that," Dick said. "Come on Conan, we better get going."
With that the two of them made their way out of the room, heading straight for the door once arriving back into the lobby. Both of them remained quiet throughout the first few minutes of the ride, everything on their mind focused on the task at hand. He looked over at him as they drove, slowly piecing everything together in his mind.
"I think I might have an idea why the culprit cut the breaks on the car that exploded." Conan said.
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
"At first it didn't make any sense, but after hearing what was written on that slip of paper everything is finally falling into place," Conan said. "The bad news is the next time we'll be dealing with two bodies."
"What do you mean?" Dick asked.
"If my theory is correct the rigging of the breaks on that car represents a time change in the culprits cycle of killing."
"So basically what you're saying is that you think the killings will be more frequent from here on out?"
"It's there way of letting us know they're going all out and don't plan on stopping," Conan added. "Then there's the note, which is clearly letting us know there will be more than one target come their next assault."
"Wow, Conan's really on top of this," Dick thought with a smile. "It's not often you run into someone as talented as he's showing."
He pulled out his phone after they past by yet another street sign. He tried dialing his number only to have it go to the voice mail. He tried once more to gain the same results.
"Who are you trying to call?" Dick asked noticing his failed attempts.
"It seems Tim always never answers his phone when I have something important to tell him." Conan replied.
"I talked to him when I got up at four this morning, he didn't go to sleep until after five some time." Dick informed. "So I think it's safe to cut him a little slack this time around."
"What was he doing up that late?"
"He was working on something, that's all he said," Dick replied. "If you want to talk to him I could drop you off at his apartment."
"That would be great," Conan said looking down at his watch. "It's almost eight thirty, so there's a chance that he's be awake by now."
"I'll have you there in no time," Dick said. "Make sure you let him know what we've learned on the matter."
"What about you?"
"I'm goanna go back to the latest crime scene to make sure there was nothing we missed." Dick replied.
"Good idea, we still haven't figured out what caused the car to explode."
They came upon another street light after taking a right turn, luckily catching it as it turned green. It was a clear path from there, the traffic still in the process of building up at this time of day. He stopped at the side of the street after reaching the apartment complex, watching Conan make his way out.
"Hey, good work today." Dick complimented.
"Thanks." Conan said in response before turning to walk.
He made his way through the parking lot all the way up to the entrance. Once in he headed straight for the elevator.
"It seems with each passing death the culprit becomes more and more complex with their clues left behind."
He entered the elevator once it reached the first floor, the door closing behind him after doing so. Conan laid his hands into the comfort of his pockets as he made his way to his room. Once there he gave it a couple loud knocks, in the case of him still being asleep. The door slid open a few seconds later.
"I'm glad I didn't wake you up this time."
"Someone already beat you to that." Tim stated.
"Why didn't you answer when I called?" Conan asked.
"I was, I'm actually kind of in the middle of something." Tim replied.
"Who are you talking to out there?" Someone called from inside the room.
"Is that Sonoko," Conan asked. "What is she doing here?"
He simply widened the door which allowed for him to walk in. Tim closed the door after he walked past him.
"I hope you don't mind if Conan joins us." Tim said.
"What's he doing here so soon," Sonoko asked from where she sat. "We're not supposed to go out until after eleven."
"Go out," Conan thought. "What is she talking about?"
"He just came to watch a little TV, right Conan?"
"That's right." Conan said reaching for the remote which rested at the end of the bed.
"And what's wrong with watching TV back at your place?" Sonoko questioned.
"The TV went out," Conan quickly came up with. "We've been experiencing electricity problems since last night."
"Is that so?"
"What about you," Conan asked. "What are you doing here?"
"A little chemistry help," Tim answered. "I knew she'd be coming over some time soon, just not this early."
"Why would I have come later, the earlier we get this out of the way the better," Sonoko said as her phone began to ring. "Hold on, this will only take a moment."
Conan turned on the TV as she stepped away from the desk to take the call. He flipped through a few channels before deciding on one. Her phone conversation didn't last long. After hanging up she walked back over to the desk with the drop of her phone.
"What's wrong?" Tim asked.
"I have to go, there's a family matter I need to attend to." Sonoko said while heading toward the door.
"Are we still on for the day?"
"We'll reschedule for anytime after one." Sonoko replied before walking out.
Conan turned off the TV, looking over at Tim who did the same in return.
"You know a girls in a hurry when she forgets her phone." Tim said picking it up from the table.
"If you hurry you should be able to catch her." Conan said.
"No need to, I'll see her in a bit anyway."
"What do the two of you plan on doing?" Conan asked.
"Ran didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"The three of us were planning on going somewhere this afternoon," Tim informed. "I asked Ran to see if you would like to come along as well."
"Not the ideal time," Conan said. "Plus I still have to stop by Agasa's, I'm down to my last tranquilizer."
"I'll go along with you if you don't mind," Tim said taking a step forward. "On another note, aren't you supposed to be heading up to Slid Splash right about now?"
"The culprit has already made their next move, which happened to be a few miles away from where we originally thought."
"Looks like we were caught by surprise, anything I should know?"
"We'll get to that," Conan said. "But first I'd like to know what you were able to find."
"What makes you think I found something?"
"You were up until five this morning, I'd be surprised if you didn't."
"It took awhile, but after some searching and a little hacking I was able to finally gain access to the main system which the Outworlders have been operating from," Tim informed. "And with it we'll be able to pin point any locations they have been doing business from."
"How were you able to find that out?"
"After Dick figured out where their hideouts were it left us with an opening," Tim said. "They've been shipping in a lot of weaponry from different companies as not to draw suspicion, and with my resources it wasn't hard to see where the payments were coming from."
"I'm assuming the weapons you speak of were shipped to their facilities." Conan said.
Tim nodded.
"All the payments from the system line I hacked showed that all the payments were made through it," Tim continued. "I already have everything set up for how we plan on sneaking into their meeting tomorrow."
"You're sure they won't see me?"
"Positive, and if anything does go wrong officer Takagi will be there with you." Tim informed.
"He is?" Conan asked in surprise.
"I haven't told him, but he'll know by tonight."
"So what's the name of this system the Outworlders are operating from," Conan asked. "Do you think it's the same one you came across when in that trap house?"
"No, this one is different," Tim replied. "It's system name is Echo 2118."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 51
Times Slipping
He didn't respond to his question. There was something from outside the window that grabbed his attention, taking his focus elsewhere.
"What's wrong?" Conan asked.
"You're friends are heading our way," Dick replied. "We'll have to put our conversation on hold until some time later."
He honked once they reached the sidewalk which instantly grabbing their attention.
"Who is that?" Genta asked.
"Your guess is as good as mine," Mitsuhiko said. "I've never seen him before."
"Are you sure he was honking at us?" Ayumi questioned.
"His names Grayson," Ai informed walking past the three. "He's probably just trying to offer us a ride."
"Oh really," Mitsuhiko said. "When did you meet him?"
"A few days ago." Ai replied before walking forward.
"Do you think Conan is with him," Ayumi asked. "I don't see him anywhere."
"And I doubt he would have left without saying something." Mitsuhiko said looking around as well.
They watched as Ai opened the back door to the car before jumping in. The three of them looked to one another, deciding to follow after her. They piled into the back with Mitsuhiko being the one to close the door after being the last one to get in.
"What took you guys so long," Conan asked looking back at them from the front seat. "Was the hall that crowded?"
"We were actually looking for you." Genta said.
"We looked all over." Ayumi added.
"Never mind that, there's someone I'd like you to meet," Conan said. "His names Dick Grayson."
"Nice to meet you all," Dick said looking back to face them. "So what are your names?"
It was a quiet ride the whole way back. Unlike most other times he found himself sitting in the front, being the fact all the other seats were taken. He was one of the first to make it off the bus after arriving back at the school. It didn't take long for him to locate both Ran and Sonoko, catching sight of the two of them heading down the street. He quickly made his way toward them.
"Well look who it is." Sonoko said as she and Ran came to a stop.
"What," Tim said a little taken back by her tone. "What did I do this time?"
"I'm just wondering why you didn't come back to listen to us speak."
"I was running track remember," Tim said. "That's why I wasn't able to make it."
"Our event didn't take place until after an hour of being there," Sonoko informed. "I doubt it took over an hour for you to run a little track."
"Ok, so maybe I did get a little side tracked," Tim admitted. "But that's only because I bumped into a friend."
"So you're going to use that excuse?"
"You guys aren't mad are you?"
"Why would we be mad," Ran asked with a smile. "There will be other times you can come see us, besides the room was already crowded enough as it was."
"Were there any seats left?" Tim asked.
"From what I could see they were all taken," Ran replied. "More than half of the people watching were standing."
"It would have still been nice if you had at least attempted to come." Sonoko said.
"I'll tell you what, if it bothers you so much I'll make it up to you," Tim said giving it some thought. "The three of us could go somewhere tomorrow, anything you guys want to do."
"Anything huh," Sonoko said. "I like the sound of that."
"Ran, you could even try asking Conan if he'd like to come along," Tim suggested. "I'm sure he'd love to come."
"I'll ask him," Ran said. "But there's always the chance he might want to hang with his friends."
They began walking once again only to come to a stop a short time later after coming upon a green light.
"So how'd the track go for you," Ran asked. "Did you receive a ribbon for your efforts?"
"They didn't hand out any ribbons," Tim replied. "But I can say I did finish with a decent running time."
"I'll take that with a grain of salt," Sonoko said not convinced. "You've never been very fast in class, I'll have to see the time sheet for myself."
"Be prepared to be shocked."
They came to a stop for yet another time, looking to see his car wasn't parked anywhere in sight.
"It doesn't look like Agasa is home." Conan said.
"And it also looks like everything is locked up," Dick added while looking back at Ai. "You're free to hang with us for awhile if you'd like."
"I have a key," Ai said opening the door. "I'll be able to get in just fine."
They watched as she made her way through the gate all the way up to the front door. She looked back once opening it, letting them know they were clear to go. The two of them took off after seeing this.
"How was school today?" Dick asked.
"Did you really just ask me that question?"
"Sure. why not," Dick said. "Even though you may know all the material it must be a little interesting to go back and do it all over again."
"It was entertaining for the first week or so," Conan stated. "But at this point I'd rather have things more set to my skill level come my way."
"Isn't being stuck in your child form challenging enough as it is," Dick asked. "I can't even begin to imagine how you must feel while being around your peers."
"It was a little awkward at first," Conan admitted. "But I've gotten pretty used to it now."
"I guess that's what time will do for you."
"So what is it you were trying to tell me earlier," Conan asked. "The whole bit about the next hit?"
"The blood circle involving the dead cops," Dick replied. "We think there's a good chance whoever is responsible plans to strike tomorrow some time."
"Any ideas on a location?"
"We've got one in mind," Dick said with the shake of his head. "But nothing is set in stone, we need to be ready."
"By ready, you mean we need to set up a plan of action to counter whatever may happen?"
"That's a good way of putting it."
"So where do you think the killer plans to strike next?"
"There's a new water park opening up called 'Slid Splash'," Dick informed. "From what we've been able to gather from the evidence, there's a good chance that's where the killer plans to strike."
"What else do we know?"
"Besides the note left behind with the number nine attached, nothing of importance."
"Do either of you plan on being there?"
"I was actually hoping you would come along," Dick said. "I plan on camping it out on one of the neighboring buildings."
"Then we would have eyes watching from inside as well as from the outside," Conan said sitting back. "Sounds good to me, what time are we talking?"
"Anytime after ten." Dick replied.
"I'll defiantly be up by then."
They came to a stop after hitting a red light, watching as a few people made their way across the road.
"Does Tim know what you had in mind?" Conan asked.
"Not yet, but I'll let him know as soon as we get there."
"You think he's home from school yet," Conan asked. "After all he did go on a field trip today, and who knows if the bus made it back on time."
Dick looked down at his watch to check the time.
"It's been over twenty minutes since school got out," Dick said. "I'd be surprised if he wasn't there yet."
"So where do you think he is," Conan asked. "The apartment or his little underground base?"
"Well, he did say he had a lot to look into the last time we spoke over the phone," Dick said. "So I'd assume he'd be at the base with that in mind."
"Then I guess it's safe to say that's where we're going?"
"Unless you wanted to make a stop first."
"I am a tad bit hungry, but that's something I can hold off on until later" Conan said.
"Are you sure?" Dick asked.
"I'll be just fine." Conan assured.
"Suit yourself."
The street light turned green in the following seconds, allowing for them to drive once more. It was a relatively clear path, no traffic jams like they had been experiencing for the past couple days. They listened to the radio for any incoming news as they drove, finding that most the stations were covering the weather. The drive there lasted all but ten minutes. The two of them locked the doors before stepping out.
"You think he'll agree with our plan?"
"I don't see why not," Dick replied. "Unless he's come up with something of his own."
They arrived to where the base lay hidden, immediately making their way down. It was quite a bit cooler than usual once the top closed over them. Conan lead the rest of the way.
"Is there ever a time you're not in front of a computer when you're down here?" Conan asked entering the room to find him sitting in front of the computer.
"Is there something wrong with that?" Tim asked in response.
"Conan plans to help out when we head down to Slid Splash tomorrow morning," Dick informed. "That way you can help me look around from outside."
"I'll leave that to the both of you," Tim said. "The two of you are more than enough to handle the situation without my assistance, not to mention Megure and his unit will be there."
"You must have a good reason for passing on this," Dick said in surprise. "It's not like you to drop out of the action."
"Where to begin."
"Is your agenda really that packed?"
"Turns out that dead woman I came across in Fukuoka was from Russia," Tim informed. "Her name was Halka Dotsenko, a business woman in the department of weapons technology."
"What was she doing here in Japan?" Conan asked.
"After doing a little digging I was able to obtain messages sent from her personal computer before she arrived." Tim said.
"And what were you able to find?" Dick asked.
"She had planned on going to ROTI for a little visit." Tim informed.
"Is that so," Dick stated. "I find that interesting being the fact that ROTI is not a weapons based company."
"Do you happen to find out the name of the company she worked for." Conan asked.
"LexCorp."
Conan instantly looked up at Dick who did the same in return.
"But LexCorp is in Metropolis, how is it she was able to work there while living in Russia," Conan questioned. "Unless of course all the work she did for the company was all overseas based."
"That about answers your question." Tim confirmed.
"But ROTI is located here in Tokyo, why then was she in Fukuoka?" Dick questioned.
"That's something I'm still in the midst of figuring out."
"Was she traveling alone?" Conan asked.
"As far as I know, yes," Tim replied. "And there are no records of her making any phone calls once she got here."
"That makes things more challenging than what I was expecting." Conan thought.
The room fell silent from there. Tim reached over with the push of the computer mouse. It brought up a new window which broadcasted live footage.
"And if that wasn't enough, I still need to finalize my plan on how we're going to get Shinichi into Brutho's little get together undetected."
"Is that live feedback from the inn they plan on meeting at?" Conan asked.
Tim nodded in response.
"I also finally got around to examining that knife I received from Kid," Tim said easing up in the chair. "As expected there were no prints, the only DNA found was that of the victims."
"That puts us right back at square one." Conan said.
"Not for too much longer." Tim said clicking the computer mouse once more.
A profile popped up in the process. Out of interest Dick moved in closer to get a better look.
"Who's the girl?" Dick asked.
"Her names Akako Koizumi, she attends Ekoda High school along with a friend of mine," Tim replied. "If anyone can lead me to Kaitou it's her."
"How can you be so sure," Dick asked. "Have you seen the two of them together?"
"I encountered her while on patrol a few weeks ago," Tim replied. "She interfered in a scuffle I was in with Kid at the time, which allowed for him to escape."
"How'd you find out her name?"
"She told it to me herself," Tim replied. "At first I thought it was a code name she went by, but after seeing her for a second time I came to find it's her actual name."
"I'm just a little curious," Dick said. "How was she able to turns the tables on you?"
"With some kind of dust, it left me in a bizarre state for the rest of that night," Tim answered. "I took a blood sample from my body the next day after returning from school."
"And?"
"I had never seen anything like it," Tim replied. "But luckily I was able to whip up something which can immobilize the affects if she were to ever try the same trick on me again."
"Dick was defiantly right when he said Tim had a lot to look into."
"Would you like our assistance sorting out some of this stuff," Dick asked. "Three minds working together is better than one."
"I'd rather you two focus on our cop killer," Tim replied. "It's long overdue we put this creep out of business, as soon as that's handled we'll decide on how to handle everything else across the board."
"Having Heiji here would really benefit us right about now." Conan thought.
He pushed up from the chair after shutting off the computer screen, heading for the door which caused the other two to look to one another for a second time.
"Tim, where are you going?" Conan asked.
"On a walk," Tim replied continuing forward. "I need to clear my head."
"Hey, wait up," Dick said following after him. "I'll come with you."
Conan did the same after a seconds thought.
"I guess we all could use a walk."
The atmosphere was most calming as they made their way along, watching the fallen leafs from the tree drift past. After several minutes of walking they came to a stop in the middle of a park, finding themselves a seat at a bench that rested next to a tree. The sound of birds chirping throughout the area brought comfort to their ears, helping fade their thoughts from everything.
"Tim, how do you plan on confronting that girl?" Dick asked being the one to finally break the silence.
It took a few moments for him to reply.
"I take it you mean Akako, which I'm still in the process of thinking." Tim said answering his question. "I have her address, so that's a start."
"Do you want me to come along when you decide to go?"
"It's nothing but a little small talk, I think I'll be able to manage on my own."
"Have it your way, but make sure you contact me if anything goes wrong."
"I'll keep that in mind."
He then looked over at Conan who remained to himself.
"You ok Conan?" Dick asked
"The nine," Conan said looking up. "What does it represent?"
"What nine?" Dick asked.
"He's referring to the number left behind at the last killing if I'm not mistaking." Tim answered.
"I think we better head to that water park earlier than ten tomorrow."
"Let me guess," Dick said. "You're thinking the nine may represents a time?"
"It's a possibility," Conan said. "We need to take all the clues left behind at the scene into account."
"So how early are we talking?"
"How's seven thirty sound?" Conan asked.
"I'll be there." Dick replied.
"Are you sure you don't want to come along?" Conan asked directing his attention to Tim.
"... We'll see," Tim replied. "Figuring out what's going on between ROTI and LexCorp is where my main focus is right now."
"Which is also important," Conan said. "Me being held captive along with my friends, now the death of an outside employee, something is defiantly going on."
"And I want to put a stop to it before there are anymore casualties," Tim said sitting up from the bench. "Break times over, I'm going to head back to the lab to see what I can find."
"I'll join you as soon as I drop Conan off," Dick said turning to face him. "You do want a ride home right?"
"How can I say no to that?"
"Come on," Dick said standing back to his feet. "The car isn't far from here."
They walked in the opposite direction of Tim who headed back into the forest. It was a short ride home. Conan grabbed his bag before getting out.
"See you somewhere around seven tomorrow." Dick said.
"I'll be here."
He drove off from there, giving him one last nod before disappearing into the distance.
"Tomorrow can't come any sooner."
He spent most of that evening in front of the TV watching the news. He occasionally checked the time on his watch from where he sat. It wasn't until after eight that night that the front door opened with both Kogoro and Ran walking in.
"Where did you guys go." Conan asked more than glad to see them.
"We went to an aquarium, it was to help with my study for a school project I'm currently working on," Ran replied. "I wanted you to come along but we couldn't get ahold of you."
"Yea I know." Conan said pulling something out from behind.
"My phone," Ran said taking it from his hand. "Where did you find it?"
"I tried calling you when I came in a few hours ago," Conan replied. "The sound of it vibrating from under the table alerted me of where it was."
"I'm sorry if we had you worried," Ran apologized. "But dad's phone was juiced out, and there were no other phones around at the time to try and reach you."
"It would have been nice if I had known about this whole thing ahead of time." Kogoro muttered on his way to his room.
"Are you hungry?" Ran asked.
"Considering I haven't eaten since lunch, I'd say so."
"We're a little low on supplies," Ran said with a smile forming on her face. "Would you be interested in coming along with me to the store to pick up a few things?"
"Of course I would," Conan replied. "I'd love to go."
"Great, just give me one moment," Ran said turning for her room. "Let me go toss on a sweater, it has cooled down quite a bit from a few hours ago."
He leaned to the left side of the door, continuing to watch the news as he waited for her to return from her room which didn't take very long.
"Are you sure you don't want to put on a sweater yourself?"
"I'll be fine as is."
"Let's hurry before it gets any darker."
Conan nodded in agreement.
"Dad we'll be right back, Conan and I are going up to the store to grab a couple things for dinner."
"Make it quick," Kogoro said stepping out from the room. "There's too many weirdos out at this time."
"You're welcomed to come along if it will make you feel better."
"I've done enough walking for the day, just make sure you're aware of your surroundings."
"Yes sir."
With that the two of them walked out, tightly closing the door once out.
That seemed to be the trend for the past week, each day presenting more questions than answers. The buzz of his phone could be heard at seven that next morning. Everything was going just as discussed. He didn't answer it, already knowing what to do. He quietly got dressed, tip toeing out of the room once doing so.
"Hopefully it isn't a chilly morning," Conan thought. "I really should have worn a jacket when we went to the store last night."
He arrived down at the sidewalk in that next minute, turning to his left to see the car parked a few yards away. The doors unlocked as he approached which allowed for him to get in.
"Did I wake you up to early?" Dick asked.
"Perfect timing," Conan replied while buckling in. "Have you spoke with Tim today?"
"I see you're still wondering if he's going to join us," Dick said. "I'll tell you what, I'll give him a call as soon as we get there."
"Works for me."
He started the engine, making a smooth turn to the left to keep them on schedule.
"How far is this place?" Conan asked.
"About four miles North-East from here," Dick replied. "We'll be there in no time."
He sat back more than a little anxious, trying his best to stay collected on the way there. After six minutes into the ride his phone rang from within his pocket, luckily they came across a red light which then allowed for him to answer it. Conan looked on as a conversation ensued, watching the expression on Dick's face drastically change. This caused slight concern. The conversation ended in the seconds that followed.
"Who was that?" Conan asked.
"The police department," Dick replied sliding his phone back into his pocket. "It seems something has happened that calls for my attention."
"What happened?"
"Conan.... we're too late."
A cold chill slid down his spine, feeling his body become numb at the thought.
"Too late?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 50
A Challenge
The traffic throughout the streets had drastically declined from thirty minutes prior. The vehicles that had been involved in the crash had been towed away which allowed for a clear path to drive. Conan made his way across the street after the light turned red, heading for the detective agency to see Kogoro step down from the stairwell.
"What are you doing here so quick," Kogoro asked. "Don't you still have forty five minutes until class gets out?"
"They let us go early."
"Is that so," Kogoro said. "I wonder why that is."
"There's been a... they're having teachers constructing day." Conan quickly came up with.
"Teachers constructing day," Kogoro questioned. "What is teachers constructing day?"
"It's where all the teachers come together to pitch new ideas on any upcoming tests or events," Conan replied. "Concerning all the students of course."
"Isn't that something they usually do on a teacher work day?" Kogoro asked narrowing his eyes.
"It's because... the test is tomorrow," Conan said. "They wanted to get together to discuss what they're going to include in it."
"I see." Kogoro said still skeptical on the matter.
"You can call the school if you don't believe me." Conan said with a slight gulp.
"It's not that I don't believe you, I just find it strange they'd let you out so early for something like that."
"Where are you heading off to?" Conan asked in hopes of changing the subject.
"To visit an old friend," Kogoro replied. "I won't be back until late tonight."
"Does Ran know about this?"
"I told her this morning before she went to school," Kogoro answered. "My phone will be on if there's any problems, so don't hesitate to call me if you need me."
"Of course."
"If the two of you go somewhere later make sure you lock the door," Kogoro instructed. "With all the crazy stuff that's been going on as of late, I don't want to take any chances."
Conan nodded in response. Kogoro then signaled for a cab which didn't take long for one to arrive. Conan watched as he drove off, breathing out in relief.
"That was close, I defiantly got away with one there," Conan thought. "It's not often he goes to visit an old friend out of the blue like this, I wonder what he could be going to see them about?"
After a few hours of sitting in front of the computer he finally decided to take a small break. He shut off the lights on his way out, checking to make sure he had his ID as he did. It was still relatively early, the clock hitting past five PM. With the amount of extra time on his hands he decided to head up to ROTI.
"Would you like me to wait here for your return?"
"I don't know how long this will take," Tim replied while handing the cab driver a sum of money. "You're free to go."
He closed the door after stepping out, immediately making his way toward the front entrance of the research facility. Once in he made his way over to the front desk which was located in the left corner.
"How may I help you?" The clerk asked from behind the desk.
"I was wondering if Bondo was around," Tim replied. "There's something I'd like to discuss with him."
"Anyone looking to speak with Mr. Salvonte must set up a meeting ahead of time," The clerk stated. "I'm sorry, but you are unable to speak with him until doing so."
"Could you at least tell him I stopped by," Tim asked. "I'd really appreciate that."
"You know him personally?"
"We met about a month ago," Tim confirmed. "Things have been pretty solid since."
"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt," He said reaching for the phone at the side of him. "What's your name by the way?"
"Just tell him it's the Wayne kid from Gotham," Tim replied. "He'll know who I am."
He stood in wait as a conversation ensued over the phone. It took less than a minute for it to come to an end.
"I'm sorry to say, but Mr. Salvonte is out of state right now," The clerk informed. "I can't directly reach him at this time."
"Do you know when he will be back?"
He shook his head from side to side.
"Sorry, but no," He replied. "You're free to stop by anytime, I'm sure he'll be back as soon as he can."
"Thanks for your time, Mr. Bennet," Tim said sighting his name tag. "I'll keep that in mind."
With that he made his way toward the exit.
"That little scenario turned out to be a lot quicker than I was expecting it to be," Tim thought to himself. "Didn't expect Bondo to be out of state, probably should have asked where he took off too."
It was something that laid in the back of his mind throughout the remainder of the day.
The night had come early with the emergence of thick dark clouds flowing in from the west. It was well past two that morning. He continued to wait at the table where he had been seated from the past hour. After a margin of silence the sound of the door cracking open alerted him of someone entering. He stood up from where he sat with an anxious look on his face.
"So..?"
"Njoo's idea worked as planned, there's nothing to worry about concerning our former problem," Gin replied closing the door softly. "He's dead Vodka."
"Are you sure," Vodka asked. "I'd like to be assured this time, considering how many times he's managed to survive our several kill attempts."
Gin pulled something from behind, an evil grin coming to his face as he held it out in front of him.
"I'd say his garments found at the site are a token for our assurance," Gin said revealing the cowl and cape. "It seems we've finally beaten the detective at his own game."
"Best news of the week," Vodka said in relief. "Now we can move forward with this next deal without worrying about his interference."
Gin made his way past him. Vodka looked over at him in confusion once Gin came to a stop in front of the fire place.
"Gin, what are you doing?"
"Just paying a little trivial to our old friend," Gin replied setting a fire. "It's about time he burned in hell."
With those last words he tossed the cape and cowl into the blazing flames, the two of them watching until there was nothing left of it.
"Farewell, detective."
The next day brought an early beginning for him, getting up much sooner than he usually did. After dressing himself for the day he made his way into the bathroom, heading out after brushing his teeth.
"It's awfully quiet," Conan thought as he dropped the bag over his shoulders. "I wonder if there is anyone here besides me."
He then made his way into the main room. Just as he thought, there was no one to but him. He looked down at his watch to check the time.
"I have about an hour until school begins," Conan said. "Surely Ran hasn't left already."
Conan made his way to the front of her room, giving it a few knocks before taking a step back. The door didn't open, nor did she answer from the other side. He tried knocking once more only to receive the same results.
"I wonder where she could be?"
Conan finally gave in after trying for a third time. He slid on his shoes which laid at the side of the wall before heading out the front door. On his way down the stairs he caught sight of Kogoro who was pacing back and forth in his office. After giving it a seconds thought he decided to walk in.
"First you were early getting home from school yesterday, and now you're going almost an hour early," Kogoro said. "Is there something going on up at your school again?"
"No, just another day," Conan replied with the shake of his head. "Have you seen Ran around by any chance, she didn't answer when I knocked on her door."
"That's because she left awhile ago."
"I wonder why that is, class doesn't start until another good fifty minutes."
"She said something about going on a field trip," Kogoro informed. "Is there something you needed?"
"No, just looking to say good morning," Conan replied. "On a side note, how'd your visit with your friend go yesterday?"
Before he could reply the phone on the desk began to ring. Kogoro waked over and answered it.
"Looks like that'll have to wait for another time." Conan thought while making his way out.
He continued down the stairs, arriving down at the sidewalk to find his friends waiting for him.
"What a surprise this is." Conan said more than glad to see them.
"It was kinda of weird not having either of you at school yesterday." Ayumi said.
"So you stayed home for a second time?" Conan asked looking Ai's way.
"I didn't feel well enough to go."
"What about you Conan," Genta asked. "Why weren't you at school yesterday?"
"To tell you the truth, I didn't feel to good myself," Conan replied. "I think it had something to do with how long I waited to eat the night before, woke up with a headache of my own."
"Well we're glad to have you both back," Mitsuhiko stated. "Now let's get going shall we?"
"Why did you guys come here," Conan asked as they began walking. "You could have just waited for me up at the school."
"We wanted to make sure you were ok and that you were coming today," Mitsuhiko said. "Lately you've had the tendency of not answering your phone, that's why we came over instead."
"Well I'm glad you did, it gives me someone to talk to on the way there," Conan said. "So, what did I miss yesterday?"
They past by one light to the next, continuing to make their way up and down the streets. He pushed up from where he sat, looking out the window to see some kind of event taking place in an open field not very far away.
"I wonder if we're almost there, we've been driving for over an hour now."
He turned on his phone which laid in his lap, checking to see if anyone had left a message since the last time it was on.
"No one has called since last night."
He looked up into the sky to see the clouds that had been clustered together earlier that morning were nowhere to be seen.
"Looks like whatever was brewing must have passed over."
Another solid minute of driving went by. The bus finally slowed down after passing a gas station, taking a right which lead them toward large facility which overlooked a lake in the near distance.
"Looks like we're finally here, bout time."
The bus came to a stop shortly after making it's way into the parking lot. He was the last one to come out, looking around to see at least fifteen other buses sitting throughout the lot. He followed close behind the other students who made their way to the front of the building, feeling a hand touch upon his left shoulder after taking a few steps forward.
"Did you enjoy the ride here?"
"Should have brought something along to read," Tim replied turning to face Ran. "What about yours?"
"Not much better than yours by the sounds of it."
"Where's Sonoko," Tim asked. "Didn't the two of you ride on the same bus?"
Ran pointed to the side of him. Tim turned to find Sonoko standing to the right of him.
"Did I hear someone call my name?"
"I had a feeling you'd be close," Tim said. "You never did tell me what you're participating in."
"Speech," Sonoko informed. "I've already practiced several times over on what I'm going to say."
"Speech huh," Tim said a little taken back by this. "I took you as someone who might get stage fright speaking in front of a large group."
"Then you had me figured wrong, I can handle the spot light just fine."
"What about you Ran," Tim asked. "What are you here for?"
"The same thing as Sonoko." Ran replied.
"Ten bucks says Sonoko talked her into that one." Tim thought to himself. "Ran never took me as a stage person either, or it just shows how much I know on the matter."
They made their way in through the front entrance, welcomed by the cool air from inside.
"You've gotten awfully quiet," Sonoko said. "Is something wrong?"
"It's nothing to worry about," Tim assured. "Just thinking is all."
"What about you," Ran asked. "You never did tell me what you would be taking part in."
"He's doing what most of the guys in school are competing in," Sonoko informed. "Running in a little track and field."
"And what's wrong with that?" Tim questioned.
"I never said anything was." Sonoko stated.
"That's strange, because I don't recall seeing a track when we arrived." Ran said
"I bet it's around back somewhere," Tim pointed. "That seems to be where more than half the students are going."
"I guess this is where we part ways." Ran said.
"Hopefully you two haven't gone by the time I get back, I'd really like to see what the two of you have to say."
"Just make sure you represent Teitan well by not coming in last." Sonoko said as he followed after the others.
"No need to worry there," Tim said looking back. "I rarely ever take last in anything I compete in."
"We'll see if that holds true," Sonoko said. "I'll be checking the chart to see the results later on."
He gave her the thumbs up before turning into the opposite direction. They took a right after making it to the end of the hall which lead to a steel door.
"I sure hope I'm going in the right direction."
It didn't take long for him to have an answer to his thought, arriving outside to find many gathered around large track.
"Looks like I arrived just in time," Tim said. "From the looks of it they should be starting anytime now."
Most everything beyond the track was nothing but open field and a few trees here and there in the far distance. Located to the left about a quarter mile up was the lake he had seen while on the bus. He stood in the same spot as he continued to observe the area, hearing his name called by a familiar voice.
"Aoko," Tim said turning to face her. "What a surprise this is."
"I wasn't expecting to see you here," Aoko said. "How have you been doing?"
"Busy would be the best answer," Tim replied. "But other than that I've been doing pretty good for the most part."
"Come with me, there's someone I want you to meet."
He followed her through the large group, wondering who it was she was taking him to see.
"He's right over there." Aoko pointed as they approached the track.
They could see him standing alone, stretching as he waited for everything to begin. He turned at the sound of them coming to a stop at his side.
"Allow me to introduce you to.."
"Tim."
"Kaito."
"You two know each other?" Aoko asked.
"Yea, we met at a museum over a month ago," Tim confirmed. "Isn't that right Kaito?"
"How could I forget," Kaito said. "That speech you gave about the arts was unforgettable to say the least."
"I've always had a way with words, it's something that runs in the family."
"I'm glad we have the opportunity to talk once more."
"I hate to interrupt," Aoko said stepping in between the two. "But I was wondering where Keiko ran off to."
"She left a few seconds after you did," Kaito informed. "She said she was going to go see if she could find a water fountain."
"I'm going to go find her," Aoko said turning to walk. "Will the two of you still be here?"
"I have a race to run," Kaito stated. "I'm not going anywhere."
With that she took off, leaving the two of them standing alone.
"So, you're running track just like me," Tim said with a smile. "Just out of curiosity, what's your time on the forty yard dash?"
"I landed a five three straight," Kaito replied. "And you?"
"Nice, you beat me by a few," Tim said. "Last time we recorded I ran a 5.502."
"Huh, looking at you I'd expect better."
"I could say the same for you." Tim said.
"Who says I was trying," Kaito stated. "I could have easily knocked off three additional seconds if I had wanted."
"I'd like to take you up on that."
"What are you proposing," Kaito asked. "Because if you ask me I'd say you are suggesting some kind of challenge."
"That's exactly what I was aiming for," Tim said. "Whoever finishes with a better time wins."
"What's the wager?" Kaito asked.
"The consequences for the loser will be decided after the race," Tim replied. "So what do you say, are you in?"
"Be prepared to eat my dust." Kaito replied.
"You mean that same dust created from the fire I'm going to burn you with after I pass you up?"
"Good counter," Kaito complimented. "Let's just see if your production on the track is as good as your mouth running capabilities."
"You won't disappointed."
While they continued to wait they stretched out their muscles, making sure everything was loosened out for the race.
"Haven't had any competitive fun like this in a long time," Tim thought. "Im going to enjoy this as much as I can."
After another minute of waiting a loud whistle could be heard, grabbing everyones attention who stood near the track.
"Alright everyone, can I have your attention?"
"I think that was already gained with the whistle." Kaito thought to himself.
"You can address me by Mr. Keian, I will be the one hosting all track activities," Mr. Keian informed. "We're going to begin with the boys, so if I could get six volunteers so we can get started on recording times."
Kaito and Tim both looked to one another.
"You ready?"
"Don't see how a few extra minutes are going to make me any readier." Kaito replied.
They were the first two to make it onto the track. Four others joined them shortly after.
"It looks like we're all ready to begin Mr. Keian." Kaito said.
"I take it you all know how to get set before a race?"
They all nodded in response.
"Good, now let us begin."
They lined up from there, watching as Mr. Keian walked forty yards up the track. Once there he held a timer out in front of him, the whistle resting in between his lips. Kaito and Tim glimpsed at one another for a last time, looking toward the ground in the seconds that followed. They cleared their minds from everything, waiting for the go ahead ring. The whistle was loud and clear, each runner sprinting off from there.
"No contest," Kaito thought passing by four of his competitors. "Only one man to beat."
Everything seemed to slow down as they closed in on the last fifteen yards, Kaito's head swayed to the side as the two of them neared the finish. It was no contest, they were clearly faster than those who competed against them.
"What happened," Kaito asked walking up to Mr. Keian after everyone had finished. "What were the times?"
"You and that other kid came in at a 4.3002 and a 4.3402." Mr. Keian replied.
"So which one of us came in first?" Kaito anxiously asked.
"Sorry to say, but your friend came in a little before you."
Kaito slowly turned around to find Tim standing a few feet away with a grin on his face. He made his way over with his shoulders slouching downward.
"You already knew, didn't you?"
"You could have beaten me you know."
"What do you mean?" Kaito asked.
"You got caught looking before we crossed the finish line," Tim replied. "Never look at the person at the side of you as you run, it can take away any momentum you may have."
"Thanks for the tip," Kaito thanked. "I guess it's time to pay my dividends, so what would you like in regard to our bet?"
"Give me a few minutes," Tim said savoring the victory. "I'll let you know as soon as I come up with something."
Kaito crossed his arms at this.
"I wonder what's taking Aoko so long, it shouldn't take that long to find Keiko."
Someone caught his attention from the other side of the track. He hadn't really noticed at first. He took a few steps forward to get a closer look. There was no doubt, it was clearly someone he had seen before.
"She looks so familiar, yet I can't quite remember where I saw her."
He turned to his left after feeling Kaito lean up against his shoulder with the use of his arm.
"I see you've finally come to a decision."
"What are you talking about?" Tim asked.
"Don't play dumb, I saw you eyeing her," Kaito pointed. "I could put in a word for you if you'd like."
"You know her?"
"Of course, she's a classmate of mine," Kaito replied. "Her names Akako."
"That's it," Tim thought. "That's where I remember seeing her, she's the girl I encountered in the subway when I was chasing after Kid."
"Hey Tim," Kaito said waving a hand past his eyes. "You still with me?"
"Yea, I guess I dosed off for a second," Tim said. "Must have something to do with the heat."
"Couldn't agree more, it's one hot day."
"To bad we can't go have a swim with the fishes over in that lake."
Kaito gulped at his comment. Tim immediately took notice of this.
"What's wrong," Tim asked. "You scared of taking a dip with the fishes?"
"It's been over five minutes and they're still not back," Kaito said changing the subject. "I think we should go see if we can find them."
"Right behind you captain."
The both of them headed toward the door once again, Tim glimpsing back at Akako one last time.
"Kaitou is not always an easy person to come across," Tim thought. "She could very well be my way of getting to him sooner rather than later."
It had been a relatively easy day in class, completing everything handed to him in a timely fashion. He finished the last paper assigned five minutes before the final bell of the day was to ring, giving him a little extra time to sit back and relax. He was one of the first to make it out with Ai walking at his side.
"You were noticeably quiet today," Conan said. "Are you sure you're feeling better?"
"I feel fine," Ai said. "Today was more solo projects anyway."
"Even then, you weren't as talkative when we were allowed to collaborate on certain problems."
"Are you going somewhere with this?"
"Never mind, just forget it." Conan said finally dropping the subject
"About yesterday, were you really feeling sick," Ai asked. "Or was there another reason why you didn't go to school?"
He wanted to tell her, but knew he couldn't. At least not until the right time presented itself.
"Like I said before, I was to ill to go," Conan replied. "If I had felt well enough to go I would have."
They pushed there way past the front doors of the schools, noticing there friends were nowhere to be seen.
"They're usually never this slow getting out," Conan said. "You want me to go back in and see what the hold up is?"
"I'll go," Ai said. "I wont be long."
Conan waited by the front doors, looking at his watch as he waited. The sound of a car honking over at him caught his attention, looking over to see Dick parked at the corner of the street.
"I wonder what he's doing here." Conan said before walking over.
The windows rolled down as he approached.
"Just the guy I was looking for," Dick said unlocking the doors. "Get in, there's something we need to discuss."
"But I'm waiting for my friends," Conan said. "I can't just run out on them."
"I'll give them a ride as well," Dick said. "Now that we've solved that little debate why don't you get in."
Conan took him up on his offer, opening the door to the passenger seat. He settled in, strapping the belt in place after doing so.
"So what's so important we need to talk about?"
"The next hit is tomorrow," Dick stated. "If we don't figure out the when and where someone else is going to die."
"The next hit," Conan questioned. "What next hit?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 49
Reversed Set Up
He finally stepped away from the wall after standing there for over a minute, deciding to rejoin the others by the couch.
"Who was that you were talking with?" Dick asked.
"Tim wants us to meet him at the apartment." Conan replied.
"Did he say why?"
"I think it would be better if you heard it from him yourself," Conan replied. "It's about that certain surprise he's been hinting at all week."
"Is that so," Dick said playing along. "It's about time we found out what it was."
"He wants us over asap, so we better get going," Conan said before looking toward Ai. "I'll call you a little later to check up on your progress, hopefully you'll be well enough to go to school tomorrow."
"Nothing some good rest can't fix," Dick said. "Works every time I experience any headaches."
"Remember, I'm only a call away if you need anything." Conan said.
"You don't have to worry about me," Ai said laying back once more. "I'll be fine."
"Come on Conan, let's hit the road before rush hour begins," Dick said while looking down at his watch. "Which isn't to long from now."
"Didn't know we were in a rush." Conan said following him toward the front door.
"You're the one who said asap, remember?"
Hiroshi stepped in front of them just as they approached the door.
"Leaving so soon?"
"Sorry we had to cut our visit so short this time," Dick apologized. "But there's somewhere we need to be."
"When will I see the two of you again?"
"I'll try and be over after school tomorrow, pending anything that may come up." Conan replied.
"Bring Tim along if you're able, I want you all to see the improvements on the V-48." Hiroshi stated.
"The V-48," Dick questioned. "What is that again?"
"The metallic hand you saw me working with the other day," Hiroshi replied. "I'm sure you'll find the advancements most interesting."
"I look forward to seeing it," Dick said. "We'll try and stop by tomorrow some time."
With that the two of them made their way out. The doors to the car automatically unlocked as they approached. Once seated Dick glimpsed over at Conan who looked back in return.
"So what did he really tell you over the phone?" Dick asked.
"Some woman was looking for me up at the school today," Conan replied. "Says her name's Teia Njoo."
"And what's wrong with that?"
"She claims she knows me, except for the fact that I've never even heard her name up until today."
"Any idea what she wants with you?" Dick asked.
"He didn't say, only that she wants to meet me at noon tomorrow." Conan replied.
"Where at?"
"Don't know," Conan answered. "We'll have to ask Tim when we get there."
"Maybe you two are just over reacting," Dick said starting the engine. "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."
"He already ran a background check on her." Conan informed.
"And?"
"Let's just say Ms. Njoo doesn't have much to show for as far as records are concerned," Conan replied. "I'd say that's more than enough to be skeptical."
"I stand corrected," Dick said. "Now the question becomes, why would someone you've never met make something up like that?"
".. I don't know."
"Well don't you worry," Dick assured. "We'll have this figured out in no time."
"Between the three of us, I have no doubt we will."
They drove in silence for the first few minutes. As expected traffic had really picked up from earlier. Conan turned on the radio after they came upon a mini roadblock, switching through three stations before deciding on one.
"Looks like there's been a car accident." Dick said gazing ahead.
"Does it look bad?" Conan asked resting his hands behind his head.
"Not from this angle," Dick replied. "Nor does it look like anyone got hurt, so that's good."
After managing to get past the minor traffic jam, they cruised along the rest of the way there. It wasn't hard to find a parking space upon arriving, the lot being more than half clear. They locked the doors before closing them, quickly making their way through the front doors.
"What if it was you in my shoes," Conan asked as they came to a stop at the elevator. "How would you handle this whole ordeal?"
"Factoring in our different life styles, I'm sure it would be much different than what you would."
"Very true at that."
The elevator door slid open shortly after with the two of them stepping in. They made their way up to his room, knocking twice to have him open up in a matter of seconds.
"Not bad," Tim said inviting them in. "Didn't expect you guys to get here so fast."
"Could have been sooner," Conan said. "If it hadn't been for that street accident."
"Was anyone hurt?"
"Thankfully not," Dick replied. "So what's going on with this Teia girl, did she say why she wanted to meet with Conan?"
"It's not Conan she wants to meet with, but rather Shinichi," Tim corrected. "And to answer your question, no she didn't say why she wanted to meet with him about, only that it was important."
"Where does she want to meet?" Conan asked.
"Central Park," Tim replied. "So you're sure you've had no prior run in with this woman?"
"Positive," Conan said assuringly. "I would have remembered a name like that."
"Where did she say she met him?" Dick asked.
"A library."
"Sounds generic enough," Conan commented. "When you spoke with her, how did she seem?"
"What do you mean?" Tim asked
"What kind of vibe did you get from her," Conan clarified. "Did she seem calm, distressed maybe?"
"Good question," Tim said bringing a hand to his chin. "From what I can recall, she seemed at ease for the most part."
"So how are we going to play this," Conan asked. "Obviously I'm not going to meet with her, so there must be something you have planned up."
"To be fair we really don't know anything about Ms. Njoo, let alone what she hopes to accomplish," Tim said. "With that in mind, I think it would be best if we started from the ground up."
"From the ground up huh, what did you have in mind?" Dick asked.
Tim reached over onto the desk, handing a slip of paper to Dick who read over it.
"Let me guess," Dick said looking up. "This is the address to where Teia is staying."
"I want you to go check it out," Tim confirmed. "Conan and I will wait here, that lowers the chance of any suspicion if we're spotted."
"I know you two can find something to keep yourselves occupied while I'm gone," Dick said sticking the paper into his pocket. "I won't be gone long."
"My phone will be on, so keep us updated on anything you come across."
"You got it."
With that he left the room, closing the door behind him. Conan made his way toward the bed, jumping up to have a seat.
"Before I forget," Tim said looking his way. "Did you ever get the chance to head back to the theater."
"According to Dick the place was completely surrounded by the media along with anyone else who was curious about the whole thing," Conan replied. "I don't think I would have had much luck getting in."
"Not to mention trying to investigate," Tim added. "The scene's probably been altered by now."
"That to," Conan said in agreement. "Not to switch gears or anything, but you said there was something you wanted me to do in regards to the Outworlders."
"Don't worry, I didn't forget about it," Tim said. "It's jut something we don't have to worry about until Sunday."
"So what's going to be happening on that day?"
"They're having a little get together at some small inn called Branneys Den," Tim informed. "They've been importing some heavy goods from out of state, stocking whatever they have into one of their many registered hideouts."
"So what's the catch," Conan questioned. "Am I supposed sneak in or something, because I don't see it taking them very long to notice a small child hanging around."
"I already have something in mind," Tim said. "We'll be just fine."
"Last time we talked you said they had four places of operation," Conan said. "Have you been able to locate anymore since then?"
"Three to be exact," Tim confirmed. "They've been keeping busy for these past two days."
The room became quiet for the next few seconds, neither saying a word within that time.
"How far is Njoo's place from here?"
"About three miles," Tim replied. "It won't take him long to return if that's what you were wondering."
"What do you think he's going to do when he gets there?"
"Set up shop of course," Tim answered. "That gives us a better chance at finding out what's really going on."
Conan laid back, closing his eyes as he did. He occasionally opened them to glimpse over at his watch to check the time. Thirty minutes quickly passed by, which then turned into an hour. He sat back up with the adjust of his glasses, looking over to find Tim analyzing something that laid upon the desk.
"What's with the dorky goggles?"
"Explaining all its capabilities would take some time," Tim said shifting them up from his eyes. "I'm still trying to distinguish the affects of the components that were able to transform you."
"Isn't it a little dangerous to be doing that in here," Conan questioned. "What if you accidently repeat the process, who knows what would happen this time."
"It's all stuck in this container, I can assure you there's no risk in it getting free," Tim said. "Unless I unscrewed the top of course."
Conan gave his watch another look, turning on the TV as he continued to wait. It wasn't until another twenty minutes passed that the door opened.
"I see you guys left the door unlocked," Dick said walking in. "That's a first."
"What took you so long," Conan asked hopping down from the bedside. "I thought for sure you would be back in under an hour."
"I set up surveillance videos outside of her apartment, not to mention setting up four more around central park," Dick informed. "I even managed to hook a bug to Njoo's phone, any calls she makes from here on out we'll be able to listen in on."
"How were you able to do that without her seeing you?" Conan asked.
"Strangely enough, she wasn't there," Dick replied. "I even waited around awhile and she still didn't show up."
"And I doubt she's out grading papers," Tim said. "Being that she's a gym teacher."
"Don't you mean undercover gym teacher?" Conan asked.
"Either way works."
"It's getting late for a school night," Dick said catching sight of the time. "Only ten more minutes until seven, would you like a ride home Conan?"
"Sure," Conan accepted. "My bags still in the car on top of that."
"You coming back later?" Tim asked.
"Most likely not," Dick replied. "As soon as I drop Conan off I'm heading back to my place to make sure everything feeds back to me correctly."
"Call me if you gain anything of importance." Tim said.
"And you try to get some sleep tonight," Dick said with a nod. "You look like you could use some rest."
With that Conan and Dick made their way out. Once they arrived back to the car they rolled the windows up, feeling the cool chill of the night breeze.
"So what do you plan on doing once twelve hits tomorrow," Conan asked. "Do you plan sending someone else to meet her in my place?"
He shook his head from side to side while pulling out from the parking lot.
"I only plan on observing," Dick informed. "No action needs to be taken at this point, especially since we still don't know what her intent of this whole thing is."
"I guess he makes a good point."
The traffic had mellowed down by this time, making it easy for them to pave their way along the road. Before he knew it they found themselves parked just outside the agency.
"Thanks for the ride." Conan thanked before tossing his bag over his shoulders. "Whenever you get the chance, be sure to call me to tell me what happens."
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
He closed the door on his way out, waving back to him before heading up the stairwell. Dick nodded, driving off as soon as he could no longer see him. He came to a stop once reaching the door, opening it to see Ran standing over the table.
"I was just about to call you," Ran said looking his way after hearing the sound of the door. "Dinner is just about ready."
"I knew I smelled something." Conan smilingly said.
It only got cooler as the night progressed, the sky darkening from clouds traveling in from far north. She sat in the darkness of the room, watching as the clock hit twelve. The phone rang seconds later just as expected. She reached over to answer it, standing to her feet as she did.
"So what's the verdict?"
"He'll be there," She said assuringly. "I had a talk with a classmate of his."
"Good."
"Is there anything else you need me to do, or is that all you require of my services?"
"Just make sure you're at the park, I'll see you then... Teia."
"Don't be late."
He nearly over slept, the sound of the door slamming in the other room being what awoke him.
"Saved by the door." Conan said slouchingly getting out of bed.
After dressing himself for the day he made his way into the bathroom where he brushed his teeth, washing his face after doing so.
"I have approximately twenty minutes until class begins," Conan said looking at his watch. "I didn't wake up as late as I had originally thought."
Conan grabbed his bag before heading out. On his way down the stairs he could hear him laughing from within the office.
"Somebody must be having a good start." Conan thought glimpsing in to see Kogoro at his desk.
Not even five seconds after arriving out onto the sidewalk that he heard a loud honk from his side. He turned to see a car pull up with the door swinging open.
"Get in."
"Dick, what are you doing here?" Conan questioned.
"I'll explain on the way."
"But I have school remember?"
"I had you excused," Dick informed. "Now get in will ya."
He tossed his bag into the back before hopping in, securely closing the door behind him.
"Is this about that woman who wants to meet with me?"
"It seems this whole thing has just gotten just that much more complex." Dick confirmed.
"More complex, that's usually never a good sign."
"Teia received a call from someone just after twelve last night," Dick informed. "It looks like our suspicions about this whole thing were well noted."
"Any idea who she was talking with?" Conan asked.
"Whoever was on the other line was using a voice changer of some kind," Dick said. "You could tell from the way they sounded."
"So why do you need my help," Conan questioned. "Couldn't you have just asked Tim."
"He already is," Dick stated. "After that call was made last night I was able to trace back to where it came from."
"Let me guess," Conan said. "Tim's on his way there as we speak."
"That's right."
"That must mean you're going to head up to central park," Conan said. "So where does that leave me."
"Hold on, we're almost there."
He turned to look out the window, wondering exactly where it was they were going. It didn't take long for him to realize just that.
"We're here." Dick said bringing the car to a stop.
"Why did you bring me to Central Park," Conan asked. "I thought you were going to come alone."
Dick reached into the back to grab a black bag, zipping it open to reveal two laptop computers.
"What are these for?"
"The one you will be using has all the camera footage linked to it," Dick replied. "It has four different angles that cover a one hundred yard radius."
"Sounds simple enough."
"Here, put this in your ear," Dick instructed. "You'll be able to contact me if you see anything out of the ordinary."
"What is it, some kind of communications codec piece?"
"You could call it that," Dick replied. "I'll be on a roof overlooking looking the whole park."
"How far out?"
"No more than two hundred yards," Dick answered. "Not to close, not to far."
He pulled the second computer from within the bag, stepping out from the car after doing so.
"If I'm going to be monitoring the surveillance videos, what will you be doing?"
"The computer I will be using is linked with Tim's communications system," Dick said holding it up. "With it I'll be able to watch everything that goes on around him, similar to that of a RTLS, a type of tracking system."
"That must mean he's suited up," Conan said. "And here I thought it was strictly a night job."
"Birds aren't nocturnal."
"Point taken."
"I'll contact you as soon as I get situated on the roof," Dick said. "In the meantime keep an eye on that camera footage, Teia should be here any time now."
"I thought she wasn't coming until after twelve," Conan said looking down at his watch. "That's not for another few hours."
"Trust me, she'll be here a lot sooner than that," Dick said. "Just keep your eyes peeled, you'll see what I mean."
He closed the door from there, disappearing after heading up a hill.
"He might be right," Conan thought to himself. "After all this isn't a normal meeting, she'll probably need time to set up whatever it is she plans on doing."
The temperature continued it's ascend as he made his way through the hot forest. He pushed past several hanging branches, avoiding any sharp edged ones. After over an hour of walking he finally came to a stop, looking down into a wide spread ditch to find a small facility.
"So this is where the call came from, seems secluded enough."
He took this time to give the surrounding area a look, locating three surveillance camera's which were located near the roof.
"This is defiantly not your ordinary business place."
He then directed his attention toward the path leading up to the entrance. It was faint, but he could see it. There was a noticeable margin of dirt laying across, hinting that the ground might have been tampered with. He then noticed separate stacks of leafs laying five yards apart from one another.
"Could be landmines, better be careful moving forward," Red Robin said. "This is a lot of security for an already well hidden location, what is this place exactly?"
He gave the area one last look, nothing else jumping out at him.
"Need to play this safe." Red Robin said pressing down to his ear piece.
It took a few seconds for him to receive a response, kneeling down behind a tree as he waited.
"Are you there yet?"
"I'm here alright," Red Robin confirmed. "I need your help pin pointing any explosives."
"Explosives," Dick questioned with a long pause. "I don't see any explosives near you, or anything for that matter."
"Try double checking the connection."
Moments of silence ensued. He peaked out from behind the tree to see the video cameras rotating from side to side. Figuring out how to get in was going to be tricky.
"I checked the wiring for connectivity," Dick finally radioed back. "Everything's a go, it must have something to do from your location."
"Wouldn't doubt it," Red Robin said. "They might have a jamming system sitting around somewhere, that would explain the signal problems."
"Good thing we're using boosted transmission, or we'd really be in for it."
"I'm going to let you go," Red Robin said. "I need to start figuring out a way to get in without being seen by those cameras."
"Is anyone inside?"
"Can't tell from here, but I'll keep you posted," Red Robin replied. "RR out."
Nearly an hour had passed since arriving at the park. He looked down at his watch which read fifteen after ten.
"Less than two hours until twelve," Conan thought. "I wonder how early Dick expects her to come."
His phone buzzed from where it laid at the side of him. He reached over to see he had two missed calls.
"Ayumi called, guess I better start thinking up something to explain my absence."
Just as he placed the phone back at his side someone appeared on the bottom left screen, a woman at that.
"Looks like we might be in business," Conan said sitting up. "I wonder if she's alone."
He continued to look on, watching as she dropped from one screen only to reappear on another. After a half minute of walking she came to a stop in front of a bench, deciding to have a seat.
"Hey Dick," Conan radioed. "We've got company."
"Yea, I can see her from here."
"Do you think it's Teia?"
"Can't be too sure." Dick replied.
"How did she get here, did you happen to see how she arrived?"
"Negative," Dick answered. "She must have caught the bus and walked the rest of the way here."
He watched her every move, noticing when she glimpsed down at her wrist.
"She's checking the time," Conan thought. "It's looking more and more likely that this is our girl."
After a little patience and some handy maneuvering he made his way past the first line of security. It was dark throughout the hall, prompting him to switch his cowl to night vision mode. As he walked forward he noticed many spider webs hanging around as well as something clamped on the lower side of the left wall. He kneeled down to see what it was.
"Motion censors, how original."
He stood back to his feet, taking a deep breath as he pinned himself up against the wall. With the close of his eyes he side flipped over it, landing to the other side with a light tap.
"So far so good," Red Robin said. "Good thing those censors were of low quality."
Everything seemed to intensify with each passing minute, keeping his binoculars tight in hand as he scoured the whole park from his position. She hadn't moved from where she sat. Only hour remained until noon, and they were still no closer to finding out what she had in mind. The sound of his ear piece ringing could be heard in the next second.
"What's up," Dick answered. "See anything note worthy from your end?"
"Besides a few bike riders and a jogger, nothing here," Conan replied. "What about you, have you seen anything from up there?"
"I've checked all other roof tops," Dick informed. "No one in sight, so that pretty much rules out a sniper unless they plan on striking from somewhere else."
"A tree could be a possibility."
"Thanks, I'll give all tree's in the surrounding area a look."
"Glad I could help."
The signal got stronger and stronger with each step taken, as did his suspicion. From the time arriving up until this point, he hadn't come across a single person. He came to a stop once reaching the room, peaking in to see a phone laying on a desk in the far right corner.
"That must be the phone the mystery man used to call Teia last night."
He slowly stood back to his feet, readying himself to head in. Just as he was about to take a step he noticed a wire at the right side of the wall inside the room. He then looked to the left to see the exact same thing.
"I wonder where these wires lead to."
It didn't take long for him to realize they were linked to a computer which also sat on the desk.
"Now I see what this is all about." Red Robin said with a smile.
He dropped to a knee while clicking down to his ear piece.
"Hey Dick, we've got a problem."
"What's wrong, don't tell me you haven't found where that call was made from."
"I have," Red Robin said. "That's not the problem."
"Then what is it," Dick asked. "Have you been sighted?"
"This whole thing was one big set up."
"Set up?"
"The room the call came from is wired," Red Robin informed. "If I hadn't noticed the wire this place would have went up in smoke."
"Are you sure?"
"There's no one here but me," Red Robin said. "That's the only thing that makes sense."
"Well if that's the case, then hurry and get out of there."
"Not yet."
"What do you mean not yet?" Dick questioned.
"Keep an eye on Teia," Red Robin said. "I'll see you soon."
"Wait, what do you plan on." Dick began only to be closed off.
He directed his attention toward the room once more, standing back up as he walked forward. He carefully stepped over the wire, slowly making his way toward the computer.
"Now it's my turn." Red Robin said taking a seat in the chair.
It was down to the last thirty minutes until twelve O'clock was to come. He watched as she reached into her purse to pull out her phone.
"Looks like we're finally making some headway." Conan said.
He couldn't tell what she was saying by just looking. The conversation only lasted for a few seconds. She stood up from the bench after hanging up, smiling as she walked toward the road.
"What's going on," Conan exclaimed. "Why is she leaving, it's not even twelve yet."
None of it made any sense. Why go through all the trouble of setting this all up only to leave before the planned time. Conan radioed Dick who didn't respond. He tried for a second time only to gain the same results.
"Why isn't he answering?"
Over five minutes passed as he continued to wait. He tried calling Tim as well, who also didn't answer. Just as he was about to get out, the driver door swung open with Dick hopping in.
"I tried calling you, how come you didn't answer?"
"Was to busy watching our suspect drive off." Dick replied.
"Did she take the bus?"
"Someone picked her up in a black car this time," Dick informed. "Unfortunately I wasn't able to get the license plate number."
"I wouldn't worry about it to much, let's not forget Tim's working from the other end."
"Well that's also a problem," Dick stated. "He's not answering."
"Why's that?"
"Not sure," Dick said. "The last thing he told me was that the facility he was in was wired to explode."
"You don't think that he..."
"Defiantly not," Dick replied. "If he didn't think he could handle the situation he would have left."
"So what now?"
"We go back to the base," Dick replied. "Tim said he'd see us soon, so I'm assuming that's where he'd want to meet."
"Good call."
Even though they had come up empty, they didn't let it bother them too much. Just like the previous day, they found themselves packed in yet another traffic jam. It took them an hour to finally break free of it. Once they reached the forest, he parked directly across the street by the roadside.
"Any idea why she might have left so early?" Conan asked as the two stepped out from the car.
"Bet it had something to do with that phone call," Dick said. "That might be a question we can't answer."
"Not yet anyway."
The two of them made their way down into the base, surprised to walk in to find Tim was already there.
"What took you guys so long?" Tim asked looking up from the computer.
"Heavy traffic," Dick replied. "How'd things go on your end."
"Let's just say things went out with a bang."
"You mean to tell me you tripped the wire," Dick asked. "I thought for sure you had everything under control."
"What if I told you it was intentional?"
"Why would you do that?" Conan asked.
"Like I told Dick before, this whole thing was a set up," Tim said. "I should have known from the moment I came across all those death traps, not to mention the many hanging spider webs which would suggest no one has been around much."
"Well if that's the case, wouldn't that mean they knew about the bug Dick planted on her phone," Conan asked. "That's the only way we would have found that facility in the first place."
"Right you are Shinichi."
"Now the question becomes who would know Conan would be smart enough to trace everything back to that place," Dick said. "And more importantly, why they want him dead."
"Why did you let that place explode anyway," Conan asked. "You could have just left undetected."
"That was the plan."
"So what happened that changed it?"
"I wanted to try and figure out who was behind all of this," Tim stated. "So I had a look in on the computer which was in the room."
"What were you able to find?" Dick asked.
"There were over ten thousand different networks hooked up to one server, including the computer I was on," Tim informed. "From what I can tell it was used for getting in contact with other groups or members for different tasks."
"What kind of tasks?" Conan asked.
"Drugs, money, paid hits, you name it."
"Sounds dangerous."
"Here's the fun part," Tim said with a grin. "I set up my own little virus within the main system, in a few months from now anyone who has or does have access to the network will find that their computer will internally implode on itself."
"Damaging their business for a period to come," Conan said with a clap. "Wow Tim, I'm impressed."
"What about the explosion," Dick asked stepping forward. "Why did you do that?"
"After installing the virus I tried hacking into the main file to see where everyone in the system was located," Tim stated. "An alarm went off in the room after a failed attempt was noted, luckily I escaped through a vent a few feet away from the door that lead to the sewer."
"That's what you call a narrow escape." Conan said.
"I even left the cowl and cape behind," Tim informed. "They might not find a body if they decide to search, but that should drop any suspicion of anyone surviving the explosion."
A brief silence filled the room, taking in the days events up to this point.
"That would explain why Teia left after receiving that call," Conan said. "Whoever was on the other line must have told her about the explosion."
"Now I see," Dick said. "They must have thought Kudo was the one to fall into their little trap."
"And they failed, because we reversed what they threw our way." Tim said.
"And we'll continue to do so," Conan added. "I'm going to head home, there's something I want to do."
"Would you like a ride?" Dick asked.
"Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll walk this one out."
"Suite yourself."
They watched as he left the room, the door sliding shut in the moments that passed. Dick looked back to Tim who had already found his attention back on the computer.
"You know leaving your cowl behind was a risky move right?"
"Yea, I know," Tim said. "But I wanted them to be assured no one escaped."
"But they thought it was Conan who was there, not you."
"I didn't know that at the time, It's something I didn't really think about," Tim said. "What about Teia, was anyone with her?"
"No, but I did see the car she left in," Dick replied. "Someone picked her up in a black car."
"What kind?" Tim asked.
"A Porsche," Dick answered. "A 356A Porsche if I'm not mistaken."
"You must be good with your cars," Tim commented. "Because I wouldn't even be able to begin to give you the names of certain brands when we go past the main name."
"What do you have planned for tomorrow?" Dick asked.
"Why do you ask?"
"I thought it would be a good time for you to go and give Salvonte a visit."
"Might have to hold off on that," Tim said. "I'll be getting off school a little later than usual."
"Why's that?"
"We're going on a field trip," Tim replied. "Other high schools are coming along as well, one of them being Ekoda High, so it should be make for an interesting day."
"Oh yea, you told me about that," Dick remembered. "That's why you bought those new shoes."
"What about you," Tim asked. "Anything planned for tomorrow."
"I'll find something to keep myself busy," Dick said heading for the door. "I always do."
"Where are you going?"
"Back to my apartment," Dick replied. "I have something to work on just like you."
"You plan on coming back later?"
Dick looked back at him one last time after stepping out past the door.
"We'll see."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 48
The Substitute
It was nearly pitch dark once he reached the hall, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness.
"Someone must have shut off the lights," Tim thought while feeling his way around. "Maybe even all the electricity, I don't hear a single movie rolling in any of the rooms."
The same scream could be heard once more. What came to his ears next left an electrifying feeling throughout his body. One gun shot, followed by the sound of something hitting the ground.
"That doesn't sound good," Tim thought while racing into that direction. "What in the world is going on?"
Everything fell dead silent from that moment forward. He slowly pushed on, not wanting to alert any possible gunmen of his presence.The moon shined bright from a window above, lighting his way as he tip toed along. He kept his eyes lowered toward the ground as he walked, looking out for anyone who could be hurt or wounded. Sure enough he caught sight of someone laid out across the ground, kneeling down at their side to give them a look.
"They're breathing, that's good to know." Tim thought. "Better keep my ears peeled, there's no telling who could be lurking from my blind side."
The lighting was dim, but there was just enough of it for him to pin point where the ticket booth stood. He quietly made his way over, looking down to find someone laying beneath the counter. He dropped to a knee once more, giving them a soft tug. He received no response in return. He then reached for the neck to check for a pulse, feeling a warm wetness near their shoulder.
"She's alive, thankfully," Tim said removing his hand from the body. "The loss of blood must have put her under, she'll defiantly need medical attention."
Tim's head sprung up at the sound of someone stepping onto a pile of broken glass from behind. He spun around to see a dark figure standing a few feet away, catching sight of a gun pointed directly at him.
"Looks like I have the gunman locked in," Tim thought while reaching for a cord clamped into the wall. "Now to play a card, gotta make this quick if this is going to work."
Before either could make a move the sound of foot steps fast approaching caused the gunman to turn and run. Tim watched as they slid the gun into a gun holder strapped on their left leg.
"Tonight's your lucky night my good man, next time you won't be so fortunate." They spoke while coming to a stop.
"That voice... could it be," Tim thought. "Can't worry about that now, can't let them get away."
By the time Tim got to his feet it was already to late. The mystery man had already pulled a grappler of some kind out from their side, shooting it up toward the window. Tim could only watch as they successfully escaped.
"A cape....?"
That was the last thing he saw before the gunman vanished into the night. A bright light flashed onto the side of his face, causing him to swing his head around.
"Don't be alarmed, it's just us." Mitsuhiko said holding his wrist watch in place.
"I kinda had an idea you guys would follow along," Tim said. "Just thought it'd be sooner."
"We would have been here quicker, but Conan took us on a search for the fuse box." Ayumi informed.
"Did you happen to find it?" Tim asked.
"We sure did," Mitsuhiko replied. "It was way over by the back door exit."
"Did any of you try pushing the lever up?"
"We tried, but the electricity didn't come back on." Genta stated.
"And after hearing the gun fire I called the police," Conan informed. "Did you see what happened?"
He shook his head in response.
"No, I didn't see anything," Tim replied. "It was to dark, whoever did this must have run off before I got here."
"Are you sure you didn't see anything?" Conan asked.
"I'm positive, all I remember hearing is shots fired."
"Darn," Genta exclaimed. "How are we supposed to find whoever did this now, there's no telling where they could have gone to."
"We'll leave it to the police," Tim said looking away. "This is something they'll be more equipped to handle."
"He's right," Ayumi said. "There's not much we can do until the police analyze the scene, once they do we might be able to help based from their findings."
"Let's hope they get here soon," Genta said. "It wouldn't be good if the shooter came back, it's to dark in here to see."
Conan looked up at Tim while his friends continued to talk, noticing his eyes fixated toward the window above.
"I wonder what that's all about," Conan thought. "Did he see something he's not telling?"
It wasn't long after that everyone else who filled the theater made their way out as well. The sound of the sirens could be heard coming from up the street as they made their way toward the doors. Once out they stood along the side walk to wait for the incoming police cars.
"That was quick, I didn't expect them to arrive this fast." Mitsuhiko said.
"Do you think they'll find out who did this?" Ayumi asked.
"If they do I bet we don't find out until tomorrow some time," Mitsuhiko said. "Who knows, maybe it'll be in the morning paper."
"Good guess," Genta said. "I'll defiantly be giving it a look."
He had kept to himself from the time they arrived outside, watching as many different vehicles drove past. It didn't take long for Ai to take notice of this. He turned at the sound of her stopping at his side.
"Is everything alright," Ai asked. "You're usually more enthusiastic at a time like this."
"I'm fine," Conan said assured. "It's just.. the whole thing with the power being shut down, none of it's clean cut."
"You mean the fact we weren't able to switch the power back on?"
"Not just that," Conan said. "But how would someone be able to shut off the electricity, then seconds later be at the ticket booth to open fire?"
"Maybe there's more than one person we're dealing with." Ai said.
"Could be," Conan acknowledged. "And with Kogoro not here, I can't exactly go in to investigate without being kicked out."
"Looks like we've hit a roadblock."
"On more than one front." Conan added.
The police exited their cars shortly after. Conan looked over as they talked with a few of the bystanders, not recognizing any of the four officers.
"I guess I better get you kids home," Tim said. "Sorry your movie night got ruined."
"It's ok," Ayumi said. "We can always try again this weekend when things clear up."
"Only if we decide to go see something else." Conan thought.
"It looks like the police have everything under wraps," Tim said. "We should be good to go if you guys are ready."
"I guess there's no point in sticking around," Mitsuhiko said. "Maybe there's something good on TV I can catch before going to bed."
"That's the spirit," Tim said with a smile. "So who are we dropping off first?"
"Conan of course," Ayumi stated. "He lives the closest."
"Alright then," Tim said turning to walk. "Let's go before it gets any darker."
With that the six of them walked away from the theater. Conan continuously glimpsed back as they walked, doing so until the theater was out of view. The events that took place rested on his mind throughout the rest of the night, feeling there was something he'd missed.
The next morning brought a fast start. His eyes peaked open at the sound of a honking truck from outside. Still exhausted from the previous night, Conan slowly forced himself up. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes before stepping down onto the ground.
"I just know there's something I missed," Conan thought to himself. "After school I'm going to head back down to the theater, there's got to be a trick the gunmen used to shut off the electricity."
A knock came at the door just as he finished getting dressed. He grabbed his bag which laid in the corner of the room before opening the door to find Ran standing over him.
"Good morning." Conan said strapping the bag over his shoulders. "I thought you'd be gone by now, considering how late I got up."
"You didn't over sleep, there's still twenty minutes before class begins." Ran informed.
"How'd your chapter notes go," Conan asked. "Did you get finished?"
"As a matter a fact I did, thanks again for sharing your method with me," Ran said. "I'm sorry about your movie."
"You heard about what happened?"
"Tim told me," Ran informed. "He's actually outside waiting."
"For what?" Conan asked.
"We're walking to school together today," Ran replied. "He wanted to talk to you about something, that's why I knocked on your door to see if you were still here."
"Did he say what it was about?"
Ran shook her head in response.
"He didn't say."
"I wonder what it could be?"
"When you go down could you let him know I'll be a few more minutes?" Ran asked.
Conan nodded.
"Will do."
"Thanks Conan."
He headed out the front door after watching Ran walk into her room, quickly making his way down the stairs. It didn't take long for Conan to locate him, turning to his right to see him standing against the wall.
"Nice little cover up," Conan commented. "If you really wanted to talk to me you could have just called."
"I thought it would be better if we discussed this in person," Tim said. "It's about last night."
"Does this have something to do with what happened at the theater?"
"I lied to you when I said I didn't see anything," Tim admitted. "The truth is, I did get a glimpse of the gunman."
"Then how come you didn't just say so when I asked?"
"How he was dressed, the way he spoke," Tim began. ".... I think our mystery man is Kaitou Kid."
"What," Conan said in disbelief. "Are you sure?"
"Not one hundred percent, it was pretty dark to say the least," Tim replied. "Didn't want to upset your friends, that's why I didn't tell you."
"Thanks, that's the last thing they needed to hear," Conan said. "So where do we go from here?"
"Simple, I'm going to track down Kid," Tim answered. "Then I'll know for sure if it was him I encountered last night."
"How do you plan on confirming anything by asking him," Conan questioned. "I don't see how that will help, being the fact he can simply deny being the one you saw."
"Don't worry, I know exactly what to do," Tim said assuringly. "The truth will reveal itself in the process."
"You seem to have a plan, so I'll leave it to you," Conan said. "What about that little task you had in mind for me in regards to Brutho?"
Before he could receive a response, the two turned at the sound of someone heading down the stairs. Ran appeared shortly after, smiling over at the two of them with a step forward.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Not at all," Tim said. "We just finished what we needed to say, perfect timing on your part."
"What were the two of you talking about anyway?" Ran asked out of curiosity.
"Wizards and Dungeons." Conan quickly replied.
"What's that?"
"Something you wouldn't be interested in," Tim replied while looking down at his watch. "We have less than fifteen minutes before class begins, we better get going before we're late."
"I guess that goes for me as well." Conan said.
"I have practice today, so I'll be a little late getting home," Ran said. "Try to hold off on eating anything, I'm going to fix dinner as soon as I get home."
"I won't." Conan promised.
"Good, I'll see you after school."
They parted ways from there, Conan heading in the opposite direction of the two. He paved his way along the roadside, wondering what the meaning of last nights attack meant. There was a lot to consider, but he had nothing to pin point why.
"Why was the theater chosen for the attack, and what message was the shooter trying to send," Conan thought. "They elected not to be seen, so that rules out framing if it's true the culprit isn't Kid."
This remained on his mind the whole way to school. It was very apparent as he entered the school premises, the three of them seeing the vague look on his face.
"Conan doesn't look so good, do you think he's sick?" Ayumi asked.
"I doubt it," Genta replied. "He's probably just upset because we didn't get to finish watching the movie last night."
"Wouldn't worry about it," Mitsuhiko said. "It's probably more on the lines of not being able to solve what happened last night."
They became quiet as he neared, smiling over at him to brighten the mood.
"Hey Conan, how's it going?!" Ayumi asked cheerfully.
"...Good, I guess," Conan replied. "Where's Haibara, I thought she'd be with you guys."
"I haven't seen her all morning." Mitsuhiko said looking around.
"Maybe she's not coming today." Genta said.
"You want me to give her a call?" Ayumi asked.
"No need to, I'm sure she's just running a little late," Conan replied. "Let's get to class, I'm sure she'll join us pretty soon."
"Last one there carries everyones bags after class." Genta declared before taking off.
"Sounds like a deal to me!" Mitsuhiko said running after him.
Ayumi did the same, leaving Conan standing alone.
"That was unexpected."
He accepted defeat, not interested in racing any of them to class.
The first period of the day seemed to go by quickly. Maybe it was due to the fact of having a substitute teacher who spent more than of class telling his life story.
"One down, three more to go."
He made his way to the locker room minutes later, changing into his gym clothes for the class period. Once doing so he closed the locker to find Argo standing at the left of him.
"Hey Tim, have you seen our sub for the day," Argo asked. "She's a real hottie."
"Another substitute?"
"What do you mean?"
"I just had a sub in my chemistry class," Tim replied. "This makes the second of the day."
"That must mean something," Argo stated. "Who knows, maybe it's a sign of something special to come."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Don't tell me you don't believe in fortune." Argo said before heading for the door.
"What does any of this have to do with fortune?" Tim asked following after him.
They arrived into the gym shortly after, having a seat in the center of the room along with everyone else. Five minutes passed while they sat in wait.
"Class should have started two minutes ago, where's our instructor?"
The wait finally came to an end moments later, the sound of a whistle being blown alerting everyone of her arrival.
"It's about time," Someone said from behind. "I was beginning to wonder if class got canceled or something."
She lowered the whistle from her mouth before making her way to the front of the room.
"I'm glad to see everyone made it to class on time."
"Except you." Argo mumbled.
"That will be five laps around the gym, anything else that comes from your mouth will be an additional three laps." She said looking his way.
"Who me?" Argo asked.
"That's seven laps."
Not another word came from his mouth, many of his classmates giggling as he made his way over to begin his rounds.
"Wow, she really means business."
"My name is Teia Njoo," She said introducing herself. "You can call me Ms. N for short."
"Are we running the mile today like we were scheduled to?" Airi asked with the raise of her hand.
"That has been scrapped from todays lesson," Ms. N replied. "We'll start off with your normal warm ups, if everyone participates we'll be looking at a relatively easy day, sound fair enough?"
"Best teacher ever." Sonoko said in response.
Unlike the previous day He waited outside of the classroom door for his friends to come out, anxious to return to the scene.
"Class went by fast today." Genta said walking out along with Ayumi and Mitsuhiko at his side.
"I don't know Genta," Mitsuhiko said with a pause. "It seemed to drag if you ask me, wouldn't you say Conan?"
"I was to busy working to really pay attention to the time," Conan replied. "I plan on heading back to the theater, do you guys want to come along?"
"I need to check in with my parents first." Genta said.
"As do I," Mitsuhiko said. "I'll meet you up there after I do."
"Shouldn't we go stop by Agasa's first," Ayumi questioned. "Ai never showed up for class."
"You guys can go ahead and do that," Conan said. "I really want to get back to the crime scene as soon as possible."
"I see what you're trying to pull," Genta said with the cross of his arms. "You just want to solve the case so you can take all the credit for yourself."
"If I don't go now there might not be anything left to uncover," Conan said denying his accusation. "Once the police feel they've found all they need, what makes you think they won't clean up the scene?"
Genta scratched the top of his head while giving some thought to what he said.
"I guess you have a point."
"Which is why I have to go now," Conan said. "If any you decide to come along, I'll see you there."
Over the past week he realized just how packed his locker was becoming. He reached in to maneuver his supplies, making room for yet another text book.
"I should really think about taking some of this stuff back to the apartment, next thing you know I won't even be able to fit a dime in here." Tim said closing the locker.
He turned to walk only to bump into Sonoko who stood in his path.
"What are you still doing here," Tim questioned. "School ended ten minutes ago."
"Are you always this late getting out?" Sonoko asked.
"Pretty much, it's not like I'm in a rush to get anywhere," Tim replied. "What about you, why are you still here?"
"We have another test coming up next Wednesday."
"And?"
"You're supposed to help me study remember?" Sonoko reminded.
"But it's going to be multiple choice," Tim said. "You should be able to pull a superb grade easy, you've actually been paying attention."
"Well obviously you haven't been, because only the first three pages of the test are multiple choice," Sonoko informed. "The four last pages are written responses."
"Guess I have been spacing out in class a little." Tim thought.
"So how does today sound," Sonoko asked. "I could follow you back to your place or you could come over my house, either way works."
"Yea... I actually have a lot on my plate for tonight."
"How about tomorrow?" Sonoko asked.
"The weekend would be better, that way we can be more flexible with the time."
"Good point." Sonoko said coming to an agreement.
The sound of the door to the teachers lounge flew open, causing the two of them to look over to see Ms. N heading their way.
"Just the person I was looking for," Teia said coming to a stop in front of the two. "I thought for sure you'd be gone by now."
"Why do you need to see me," Sonoko asked. "Did I do something wrong?"
"You did great in class today, both of you for that matter," Teia stated. "I was actually hoping you could contact a certain someone for me."
"Who do you need me to get ahold of?" Sonoko asked.
"Shinichi Kudo," Teia replied. "I did a little asking around amongst the other students and they said if anyone knew where to find him it would be you."
"Me?" Sonoko questioned surprised at this.
"Let me guess," Teia said with a smile. "Are you his girlfriend?"
"Oh gosh no," Sonoko firmly denied. "He is far from my type."
"Why do you need to speak with Shinichi," Tim asked stepping in. "Do you know him?"
"I met him three years ago at a library," Teia confirmed. "I heard he's become quite the detective."
"What do you need to talk to him about," Sonoko asked. "Is there something you need help with?"
"Just see if you can get ahold of him," Teia said. "Tell him to meet me at central park no later than noon tomorrow, let him know it's important."
"I'll see what I can do."
"Thank you Ms. Suzuki, you don't know how much this means to me," Teia said turning to walk. "You two stay out of trouble now."
Tim's eyes narrowed, watching as she disappeared around the corner. He felt a slight nudge at his side seconds later.
"Tim, are you ok," Sonoko asked. "Is something bothering you?"
"It's nothing, just thinking."
"Well I'm going to go wait for Ran to finish with her karate session, if there's anyone who can get ahold of Shinichi it's her," Sonoko said. "Would you like to come along?"
"Can't, I have something I need to attend to."
It had hit past mid day. The traffic quickly begging to pick up just like it always did around this time. He walked with his hands rested in is pocket, looking upward to see the street light turn red. With that he made his way toward the other side. Just as he stepped onto the sidewalk he heard a loud honk, looking over to see a red car he had never seen before.
"Were they honking at me?"
The car slowly pulled up with the window in the passenger seat sliding down.
"Need a ride?" Dick asked from the drivers seat.
"When did you get this." Conan accepted while opening the door to get in.
"Rented it this morning," Dick replied. "Where to?"
"The theater," Conan answered. "I want to have another look at the crime scene, not sure if Tim told you what happened last night."
"Just got done driving past there, and let me be the first to say you're not getting in," Dick stated. "The place is packed; police, bystanders, newscasters, you name it."
"Great," Conan said sitting back with a huff. "I had a feeling that might happen."
"Any place else you'd like me to take you?"
"You could give me a ride to Agasa's," Conan replied. "Haibara didn't show up for class today, I think I better go check on her."
"Your wish is my command."
The light turned green moments later, allowing for them to move on. Dick reached over as they drove, flipping on the radio.
"Do you have a music station you like, or would you prefer to hear the news?"
"Anything works," Conan replied. "I'll let you decide."
He laid back in thought the rest of the ride there, occasionally looking out the window to gaze up at the sky.
"We're here." Dick said after parking.
Conan left his bag in the seat, locking the door before closing it. Surprisingly the gate was unlocked.
"Bet he's expecting you." Dick said.
"You might be right."
They made their way up to the door, giving the bell a ring before taking a step back. The door slid open not long after.
"Conan, I had an idea you would come," Hiroshi said. "I see you brought Grayson along as well."
"It's actually Dick who brought me," Conan corrected. "Where's Haibara, is she ok?"
"She woke up with a massive headache this morning which prompted her to stay home for the day," Hiroshi informed. "I was actually in the kitchen whipping up a batch of tea for her to drink."
"Where is she?" Conan asked.
"Laying on the couch," Hiroshi replied while stepping aside. "Come on in, we could use the company."
They took him up on his offer. Conan headed straight for the couch, arriving to find her laying on her back.
"You had everyone worried at school today you know," Conan stated. "Are you feeling any better than you did a few hours ago?"
"Still rather light headed, but I'm getting there,." Ai said while turning her head to face him.
"Well that's good to hear, just keep taking it easy."
The two looked over as Dick approached with a cup in his right hand.
"Time to ease up," Dick instructed. "Here's a little something for you to drink."
"I'm not very thirsty." Ai protested.
"Doctors orders." Dick countered.
She gave in, sitting up and taking the cup from his hand. Conan looked down at the sound of his phone ringing from within his pocket.
"Who's that?" Ai asked before taking a sip.
"This won't take long," Conan said before stepping aside. "I think I better take this."
He made his way over to the wall where he leaned, answering the call after doing so.
"Hey Tim, what's up?"
"I'm not sure yet."
"What do you mean?" Conan asked.
"It's a long story," Tim replied. "But I need you to tell me if you know a Teia Njoo."
".... That name doesn't ring a bell," Conan replied after giving it some thought. "Why do you ask."
"She was a substitute for gym class today, claimed she knows you."
"Is that so," Conan said becoming interested. "What did she say?"
"Teia wants to meet with you come noon of tomorrow."
"Why," Conan questioned. "I don't even know her."
"Not according to what she said."
"This whole thing seems shady, I think you should have a look into her file." Conan said.
"Already took the liberty of doing so," Tim informed. "A hard in depth look past the stuff on the surface."
"And what were you able to find?"
"Nothing, zilch," Tim replied. "There's defiantly something going on, and we need to find out what."
"No kidding."
"How soon can you be over?"
"Ten minutes," Conan replied. "Give me ten minutes."
"See you then."
Their conversation ended from there, Conan dropping his phone back into his pocket. Dick glimpsed over at him, seeing the slight distress in his face.
"Teia Njoo..," Conan thought while placing a hand over his chin. "Who is she?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 47
A Night at the Theater
After all the circles and turns it had finally come to an end. The grip to the sides of his coat strengthened, glaring over at him in disgust.
"We'll aren't you going to say something," Dick asked. "You must have a reason why you killed him, right?"
He was surrounded from all sides, there was no way out, and he knew it. He could only think of one thing to do. Out of desperation he tossed the coat onto the ground to reveal a butcher knife strapped upon his belt.
"Don't do anything you'll regret, it's over." Juzo said.
"That's where you're wrong," Fredreck spat with the swing of the knife. "I'm leaving, and I'm taking her as my hostage!"
He darted toward Eri who froze in place, everything seemingly going blank within that one second.
"Gotta get to her, and fast!" Kogoro thought.
By the time he took his first step it was already to late, everyone watching in shock as Fredreck's body glided to the ground. Dick stood over him, looking directly over at Ninzaburo who hurried over.
"I gave him a strike to his lower neck, he should be ok," Dick stated. "You can check his pulse if you don't believe me."
Ninzaburo did just that, leaning down in the process. Kogoro stood a few feet away, his eyes still wide from what he had seen.
"He was at least twenty feet away, how did he get there before me?" Kogoro muttered to himself.
He checked for a pulse, looking over at Inspector Megure after doing so.
"He's ok, just unconscious." Ninzaburo informed.
"Good, now let's take him down to the station," Juzo said. "The sooner he's there the better, we've had enough drama as it is."
He felt a hand touch down onto his left shoulder, turning around to see the accepting smile on her face.
"Thank you," Eri thanked. "I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't intervened."
"Anytime, I'm just glad no one else was hurt." Dick said.
"How were you able to take him down like that," Eri asked. "I remember seeing him running toward me, then you were there."
"I guess my former time as a police officer has its benefits," Dick replied. "That coupled in with a little reaction time would explain."
The two of them looked to the left to see Kogoro slowly approaching.
"Are you ok?" Kogoro asked.
"I'm fine," Eri replied. "Good thing someone was looking out for me."
"Hey, hold on a minute," Kogoro said noticing a shift in her tone. "I was going to jump in, Grayson here just managed to get there before I could."
"Is that so," Eri said. "Because if I can recall you were standing stiff from my view."
"That's not true!" Kogoro stomped.
"Let's just drop it, you're already causing a scene as it is." Eri said looking away.
Kogoro muttered something as he looked into the opposite direction. Dick took a step back, looking from one to the other.
"Why do I get the feeling I just walked in between something." Dick thought with a smile coming onto his face.
The entrance doors flew open as someone ran in, grabbing everyones attention. Two police officers followed shortly after.
"Sorry Inspector, he managed to get past us." One of the officers informed.
"Wait a minute, haven't I seen you before," Juzo asked. "You look familiar."
"That's Tim, you probably met him when we were at that party a few weeks ago," Kogoro said walking over. "What are you doing here?"
"There's actually someone I'm supposed to meet," Tim replied. "And when I saw what was going on from outside I came in to make sure everything was ok."
"Who are you supposed to be meeting with?" Kogoro asked.
"That would be me." Dick answered joining them.
"You two know each other?" Kogoro questioned.
"Of course we do, we're brothers," Tim informed. "He flew down from Gotham nearly a week ago to come see how I'm doing."
"I guess it's a small world as they say."
"Eri," Tim said recognizing the sound of her voice. "Didn't expect to see you here."
"Today's been filled with the unexpected," Eri said. "So what are you doing here, did the two of you plan on watching the cook out?"
"A cook out," Tim questioned. "There was going to be a cook out here?"
"That is until the murder occurred." Eri confirmed.
Ninzaburo made his way over with Kaimeil walking at his side.
"Megure now that everything has been cleared, will it be ok for us to start releasing everyone?" Ninzaburo asked.
"I have to get to that meeting Fredreck was supposed to attend," Kaimeil stated. "If I don't go now I'm not sure I'll be able to make it on time."
"You're free to go," Juzo said. "Everyone is for that matter, this case has been closed."
"I guess we'll be leaving as well," Dick said. "It was a pleasure working with you and your unit Megure, maybe I'll see you around some time."
"I'd like that," Juzo said. "And if you happen to see him, give Kudo my best."
Dick nodded.
"Will do," Dick said with a turn. "Come on Tim, I'm sure there's plenty of other places we can go to talk."
"Later Eri, to you as well Kogoro," Tim said before following after him. "Who knows, maybe we'll bump into each other again soon."
She watched as the two of them walked out, a smile sliding across her lips.
"I look forward to that." Eri thought.
He kicked the ball along as he walked, feeling the breeze as a speeding car past by. He kicked the ball into his arms once reaching the stairwell
"Home sweet home." Conan said before making his way up.
Once arriving into the room he closed the door behind him. Conan looked across the room to see the TV had been left on. He walked over to check the news listings which were flying in every second.
"Doesn't look like there's anything to alarming to see," Conan thought as the highlights of a car chase were shown. "I should probably give Dick a call, who knows how that case may have turned out."
He tossed the ball into one of the corners, feeling the relief on his shoulders after removing his bag.
"There you are."
Conan spun around to see Ran step out of her room.
"Where have you been," Ran asked. "I was almost sure you would get here before I did."
"I was at Agasa's," Conan replied. "He showed me a little something on his computer."
"Were your friends there with you?"
"They actually went home right after school," Conan replied. "So it was only Agasa, Haibara, and myself."
"You can turn the channel if you want, my show doesn't come on for another two hours."
"That's ok, there's nothing on that interests me at the moment." Conan said.
"Guess that makes the two of us." Ran said while reaching for the remote.
She shut the TV off before walking back into her room. Conan did the same, dragging his bag along as he opened the door to his room. He dropped his bag onto the bed once in, pulling his phone out after doing so.
"Now to see how things are going at that restaurant."
He had finally decided on a pair, looking them over one last time before taking them up to the register. After paying he walked out past the sliding doors at the front of the store.
"Now where did he run off to?"
He turned to his left to see him standing under a tree with his phone by his ear. He walked over to join him in that next second.
"Great timing," Dick said removing the phone from his ear. "Just finished."
"Who was that you were talking with?" Tim asked.
"It was Conan," Dick replied. "He wanted to know what happened in regards to the murder of Mr. Renin."
"So I see you got the chance to meet detective Mouri," Tim said. "How was it working with him?"
"I enjoyed it," Dick replied. "Not just just him, but with everyone involved in the case."
"I thought you might."
"So what's in the bag?" Dick asked looking down at his side.
"Just a pair of shoes for gym class," Tim replied. "The ones I've been using are a little worn out, and since there's a school cross meeting this Friday I decided to buy a new pair."
"What kind of meeting." Dick asked.
"Track and field is what I signed up for," Tim replied. "Of course that's not all that will be held."
"That would explain the shoes."
"You said you wanted to talk to me about Salvonte," Tim reminded. "I'm ready to hear what you had in mind."
"Here's the deal," Dick began. "I want you to go and talk with him again, but this time keep anything business related out of the discussion."
"Why," Tim questioned. "Isn't that the point of me going to see him?"
"True, but that's not how we're going to play this," Dick said. "All you need to do is find out a little more about him, maybe even tell him some stuff about yourself he might not know."
"So, you want me to raise the comfort level between us?"
"You hit it right on the money," Dick confirmed. "And with time maybe he'll see you as more than just a friend, someone he could do business with."
"Giving us just that much more room to feel around."
"You catch on fast." Dick said not surprised in the least.
"It's a risky move," Tim said. "But we are running low on options as it is, not to mention not knowing when this merger is supposed to occur."
"Bruce has come up empty just as we have," Dick informed. "This might be our only way in."
"As much as I am against this idea, he might just be right."
The day had come and gone, the night bringing a clouded sky. He glimpsed over at the clock upon his desk which ticked past nine, feeling the urge to close his eyes. A knock could be heard from the other side of the door, snapping him out of his little doze.
"It's unlocked, you can come right on in."
The door slowly opened in the next few moments.
"It's been a couple days now," Ginzo said walking in. "We have everything set up just as planned, yet Kaitou Kid has chosen not to show up."
"And why do you think that is?" Juzo asked.
This left him a little lost for words.
"I don't know," Ginzo finally replied. "There's something different about him."
"You mean the fact he's resulted to more lethal measures?"
"Even before that," Ginzo said. "For the past few months he hasn't been the same, I'm starting to get the feeling he's planning something, something we won't be expecting."
"Well if he's not going to take the bait, then how do you propose we catch him?"
"I'm still working on it," Ginzo replied. "But rest assured we will catch him."
"Let's try and make it soon rather than later."
"No worries Inspector Megure," Ginzo stated. "I'll have this wrapped up before the end of the week."
With that Ginzo headed out the door. This left Megure in the silence of the room like he had been for the previous hour. He began sorting out the papers that laid upon his desk, looking toward the door once more to hear someone approaching.
"What now?"
The door flew open to reveal Officer Takagi who quickly made his way over to the desk.
"You wanted to see me?"
"Who told you that?" Juzo asked.
The door slammed shut from behind, causing the two of them to look in that direction.
"Oh, it's just you," Juzo said sitting up from the chair. "I take it you're the one who orchestrated this little meeting?"
"Correct you are Inspector," Red Robin said stepping away from the door. "How much have you been able to gain from that last killing, any possible locations you think the culprit will strike next?"
"I was hoping you would have a possible lead," Juzo said. "There's not much we've been able to come up with from what we have."
"That's the way they want it," Red Robin said. "This whole thing seems to be a game to them."
"If this is truly a game, wouldn't they leave something behind," Wataru questioned. "Something to keep us guessing?"
"The clues lie within the deaths themselves," Red Robin pointed out. "I've been giving some thought to the latest killing."
"And what have you been able to come up with?" Juzo asked.
"According to the report given, the latest police officer was killed via drowning," Red Robin began. "This is an eye opener considering the change in tactic."
"But there was still a cut on the body," Wataru said. "Why cut someone if they're already dead?"
"Simple," Red Robin replied. "To represent a landmark, the culprit intentionally did this to give us a clue as to where they will strike next."
"Please explain," Juzo said. "I'm not so sure I follow?"
"There's a water park that opens up this weekend down town," Red Robin informed. "The way our last victim was killed coupled in with that slash mark upon his chest might be pointing to that very location."
"Great work," Juzo commented. "I'll have my men on the look out."
"I wouldn't jump the gun just yet."
"What do you mean?" Wataru asked.
"That only answers part of the riddle," Red Robin replied. "I've yet to find out what the number nine represents."
"I thought you said it had something to do with a countdown." Juzo stated.
"As a whole, yes," Red Robin said. "I also believe that each number individually left behind at each scene represents something, maybe even a hint to the next murder to occur."
"We're currently at nine," Wataru said. "What do you think will happen if we reach zero?"
"The finale," Red Robin replied. "And I don't plan on us reaching that point."
"I don't like the sound of that." Wataru thought.
He made his way over to the window, stopping before reaching it to glimpse back at the two.
"I think we should find a more discreet place to meet from here on out," Red Robin said. "This way we can avoid any possible run ins with anyone walking throughout the station."
"Good idea." Juzo said in agreement.
"I'll let you know when I come up with a location," Red Robin said turning for the window. "Not to mention, there's someone I want you both to meet."
"Someone you want us to meet?" Wataru questioned.
"Until next time." Red Robin said before jumping out of the window.
"I wonder what that was about." Juzo said.
"Any idea who he wants us to meet," Wataru asked. "Maybe the rumor about him and Kid working together are true."
"Time will only tell," Juzo said. "Remember, we keep this whole thing between the two of us."
"Understood."
The next morning brought a strong wind which glided throughout the streets, speeding past any standing trees. Everything seemed to flow at a quick pace from the morning up the till afternoon. The final bell of the school day rang loud to their ears. Conan was one of the first to leave the classroom. The rest of his friends caught up to him once arriving outside.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Genta called out.
"I guess I got a little spaced out." Conan replied.
"So how's tomorrow sound," Mitsuhiko asked. "Did the two of you find out if you can go to the movie Wednesday?"
"It's ok with my parents." Ayumi said.
"My dad is taking me in for an appointment after school tomorrow," Genta informed. "So I was thinking maybe we could go and see the movie tonight."
Mitsuhiko stepped back while rubbing the top of his head. He took a few seconds to give it some thought.
"Well none of us have any homework," Mitsuhiko said. "So I don't see why not."
"I guess that's means we'll have to ask our parents if it's ok." Ayumi said.
"Where should we meet if we're clear to go?" Genta asked.
"Conan's of course," Mitsuhiko declared. "He lives the closest to the theater after all."
"Then let's hurry," Genta stated. "Who knows how many showings are scheduled for tonight."
"See you guys later." Mitsuhiko said taking off as well.
Ayumi did the same, leaving Conan and Ai the lone two still standing there. He turned to face her after the others cleared out.
"Do you still plan on coming?" Conan asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
He couldn't help but smile at how direct she was with her response.
"I guess I'll see you then." Conan said before turning to head home.
He found himself gazing up at the clouds as he walked, admiring the many different shapes and sizes. He arrived back at the detective agency not long after. He pushed the front door open to find Ran sitting at the table with a pencil in hand. It was quiet, more quiet than he expected for this time of day.
"I wonder what's going on here."
He slowly made his way over to her side, looking down at the table to see a text book and a spiral note book at the right of it.
"Hi Ran," Conan said getting her attention. "What are you working on?"
"Preparing myself for tomorrows math test," Ran replied. "How was school today?"
"The usual," Conan replied. "The day went by pretty fast for a Tuesday."
"That's good."
Conan placed his bag to the side as he took a seat next to her, smiling as he did.
"Would you like some tips," Conan asked. "Note taking is my expertise, especially when it involves math."
"Thanks for offering Conan," Ran said smilingly. "But I'm afraid this might just be to complex for someone your age."
"Please," Conan plead. "I can almost assure you that you'll find my methods more than useful."
"Ok," Ran said in acceptance. "Show me these skills of yours."
"Watch closely," Conan said sliding the text book his way. "Every step is as important as the last."
Nearly an hour past as they went through his method of note taking, Ran carefully listening to him as she continued writing away.
"Thanks a lot Conan, I'll have to start taking notes like you do," Ran said. "Where did you learn how to take notes like this anyway?"
"Agasa gave me a few pointers about two months ago," Conan replied. "I've taken my notes just like this ever since."
The two of them turned at the sound of a knock coming at the door.
"I wonder who that could be?"
"I'll get it." Ran said while pushing up from her knees.
Conan watched as she opened the door to reveal the four of his friends standing on the other side.
"Are you still coming?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"Conan," Ran said looking over. "Where are you going?"
"To see a movie," Conan replied. "The Goats Medallion if I can recall."
"All that's left is the seven O'clock showing," Genta said. "Our parents won't let us go unless someone older goes with us."
"Why's that?" Ran asked.
"Because of how late it will be after it's over," Mitsuhiko replied. "I tried asking my sister but she's busy."
"Will you go with us Ran?" Ayumi asked.
"As much as I'd love to I can't," Ran replied. "I still have a full chapter to complete."
"Bummer," Genta said with the drop of his shoulders. "I guess we'll have to go another time."
"Don't give up hope just yet," Ran said. "Conan why don't you try asking Tim, I'm sure he'll be willing to take the five of you."
"That's a great idea!" Ayumi shouted.
"Let's hurry and get over there," Mitsuhiko said looking down at his watch. "The movie starts in an hour and forty five."
"He's right," Genta said. "We'll be late if we don't go now."
Conan quickly slid on his shoes, tieing the laces tightly before heading out the door along with his friends.
"Have fun and be safe." Ran said waving to the five of them as they walked down the stairwell.
"We will." Ayumi said waving back.
"Tim's not going to like this one bit."
They moved as quickly as they could, knowing the time was ticking away. Once arriving at the apartment complex Conan singled for all of them to come to a stop.
"What's wrong Conan?" Ayumi asked.
"You four stay here, I'll go up and ask him if he'll go with us." Conan stated.
"Why do we have to stay here?" Genta questioned.
"Yea," Mitsuhiko remarked in agreement. "Are you afraid he'll say no if we're with you?"
"It's not that," Conan said. "I'd just rather do it alone, I promise I won't be long, so stay here."
With that said Conan headed toward the doors. Once in he made his way over to the elevator. He entered only to be joined by three others. He arrived on the fourth floor shortly after, heading straight for his room.
"Let's hope he says yes."
That was his last thought, giving the door three firm knocks. The door slid open moments later, Tim glimpsing down to see him standing a few feet away.
"Just the guy I wanted to see," Tim said widening the door. "There's something important I need to talk to you about."
"Can we save it for later?" Conan asked.
"... Sure," Tim said with the lift of a brow. "So if you're not here to talk, then what are you here for?"
"It's a, well... can you take my friends and I to go see a movie," Conan asked. "There parents won't let them go unless someone older goes along with us, I hate to bother you with this, but there's no one else available."
"No worries Shinichi, I'll take you guys," Tim said giving him an answer. "Besides I could use some time out of this room."
"Great, the others will be overjoyed."
"Hold on for a minute," Tim said. "I'm going to go throw on a light jacket, I heard it's supposed to get a little cool tonight."
"Take your time, I'll be right here waiting." Conan said leaning against the wall.
He waited in the same spot just like he said. Tim returned shortly after, locking the door before closing it.
"Where are the others?" Tim asked.
"Waiting for us outside," Conan replied. "I heard you showed up at Sea Top after Dick solved that case yesterday."
"We had a little talk after I bought a new set of shoes," Tim said. "He wants me to have another meet with Salvonte, which I plan on setting up soon."
"Is Dick going to help you set that up?"
"He's actually busy with an agenda of his own," Tim informed. "As of last night Dick has pin pointed four of Brutho's hideouts, if you want to call them that."
"Do we know which one he's staying at?" Conan asked.
Tim nodded, pushing down onto the button.
"If that's the case, then why not go in and hand him over to the police," Conan questioned. "That would leave us with only the Black Yangs and the White Tiger to deal with."
"It's not that simple."
The two of them entered the elevator with the doors closing behind.
"You cut off a demons head, another is surely to grow in it's place," Tim said putting it into perspective. "If we're going to rid ourselves of the Outworlders we'll have to do it in one massive blow, one little jab here and there won't do the trick."
"How do we plan on doing that," Conan asked. "It's not like we can take them all on at the same time."
"That's not the plan," Tim stated, "We're going to hit them where it hurts, there will be no recovering if all goes right."
"Where do I fit into all of this?"
"You're going to be our stealth card." Tim replied.
"Sounds promising."
"I hope you've worked on your poker face, you'll be needing it," Tim informed. "Your next task will be dangerously fun, just the way you like it."
"Don't stop there, my interest level is only rising."
They reached the first floor, stepping out into the lobby.
"We'll have to put a cap on it for now, but we'll discuss matters further the next time you're over."
"I hate waiting." Conan mumbled.
They made their way out through the entrance doors to find the others standing over by the bus stop.
"Ha, I told you he'd be back in under ten minutes." Genta said.
"Hi Tim." Ayumi said waving up to him.
He smiled in return.
"It's good to see you all again," Tim said. "So what is it you guys plan on seeing?"
"The Goats Medallion," Mitsuhiko replied. "We have a little under an hour before it begins."
"The theater is not to far from here if I'm not mistaken, so there's no need to rush." Tim said as they began walking. "Anyone have an idea what this movie is going to be about?"
They kept conversation while they walked. He glimpsed back as they did, looking to see Ai straggling from behind.
"I wonder if she's always this quiet," Tim thought. "Or maybe she gets this way when someone she doesn't fully know is around."
They arrived at the movie theater within the next fifteen minutes. After paying for their tickets they were directed to head left, to room three.
"Looks like we came early enough," Genta said as they walked in. "There's still plenty of seats left."
"Let's sit in the mid section." Mitsuhiko suggested.
"I'd rather sit up in the right corner," Ayumi said in disagreement. "What do you think Conan?"
"The right corner it is." Conan said not wanting to get on her bad side.
Mitsuhiko shrugged this off as they made their way in that direction. Once there they all took a seat in the same general vicinity.
"Last chance," Tim said. "Are you sure none of you want anything to eat?"
"I had enough for dinner, that alone should hold me for the rest of the night." Genta replied.
"That would be a first." Conan thought to himself.
The lights above shut off minutes later, alerting them the movie was about to begin. Conan sat back with his hands rested to the back of his head, preparing himself for anything. It didn't take long for him to show his feeling toward the movie. Fifteen minutes in Conan could be seen shaking his head from one side to the other.
"This is beyond ridiculous."
It was bad, yet so humorous. That was the only thing that kept his eyes from closing. He didn't keep track of how long he had been sitting, all of his thoughts and focus taken over by what was on the screen. Then he felt it, something touching down onto his left shoulder. It was a warming feeling, causing him to ease back even further. He looked at his side to find her head rested upon his shoulder, her shallow breaths calming his tenseness.
".... Haibara."
He tried repositioning himself only to have her right hand fall upon his upper leg. He gasped out only to feel a nudge at his right arm.
"Didn't know you had it in you to play both sides of the fence," Tim jokingly whispered. "First Ran now Shiho, phew, wait till Dick hears about this."
"That's not true," Conan exclaimed. "And you know it."
"Shhh, I'm trying to watch the movie." Ayumi said glaring over at him.
"Yea Conan, we're trying to watch the movie." Tim said adding fuel to the fire.
"Out of all times, why did this have to happen tonight?"
Conan looked back to Ai once more, figuring out how he was going to move her without awakening her. Some times a little luck played into these situations, just like it would tonight. A loud scream echoed throughout the walls, captivating everyones attention in the theater. Ai's eyes immediately sprang open.
"Where did that come from?" Ayumi asked.
"Defiantly not from the movie." Mitsuhiko said as another scream could be heard.
"It's coming from inside the hall," Tim said jumping from his seat. "I want all of you to stay here, I'll be right back."
They watched as he took off.
"What if it's a murder?" Mitsuhiko questioned.
"Then we should follow after him," Genta said jumping from his seat as well. "We are the Detective Boys after all."
"Not to mention Tim may need our help." Ayumi added.
"Hurry, let's go!" Mitsuhiko instructed.
Conan shook his head as they took off.
"Sorry Tim, but we're not ones to just sit and wait for results." Conan said as he to headed for the door.
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 46
Wrapped Up
He stood at the side of the chair as the computer slowly loaded, lowering his phone down at his side.
"So what is it we're supposed to be looking for?" Ai asked glimpsing down at him.
"I'm not sure yet, he hasn't told me." Conan replied.
It only took a few seconds for the computer to fully load. He then brought the phone back to the side of his ear.
"Alright Dick, we're ready." Conan said setting his phone on speaker.
"I need you to pull up any information you can find on a Fredreck Belmonta," Dick said. "I'm not sure what her last name is, but see if you can find anything on a Kaimeil, she works at Sea Top as well."
Ai typed both names into the search bar before launching a search.
"I've heard of that place before, what are you doing at Sea Top anyway?" Conan asked.
"Not what I expected I would be doing," Dick replied. "There's been a murder."
"A murder," Conan exclaimed. "Do you want me to meet up with you, I could be there in a matter of minutes."
"They've got a lot of security outside, I don't think you'd even be able to get in," Dick stated. "I think I'll be just fine handling this one along with the police."
"What did you need those two names for," Conan asked. "Are they suspects?"
"Not exactly, I just think it would be better if I had a little more information on the two," Dick replied. "We already have our suspects lined up, who they're questioning as we speak."
"Haibara do you have anything yet?" Conan asked looking her way.
She nodded in response.
"Kaimeil's last name is Heng," Ai informed. "She has quite the history in management after graduating."
"What about Belmonta," Conan asked. "What were you able to find on him?"
"Not much, all that's here is his hiring by a Mr. Boldien," Ai stated. "Other than that, nothing."
"Hey Dick did you get all of that?" Conan asked.
"Loud and clear," Dick confirmed. "Thanks for your assistance."
"No problem," Conan said. "We'll call you back if we find any additional information."
"Thanks, I'll keep my ears peeled."
From there the two of them hung up. He looked over at the kitchen doors while placing his phone back into his pocket, walking over to them. Once there he pushed the doors to the side to rejoin the others who had already begun questioning the three suspects.
"What Haibara was able to find doesn't allude from our prime suspects," Dick thought. "But I do find it strange she wasn't able to find more on Fredreck."
Megure looked over his shoulder as he approached, turning to face him after he came to a stop.
"There you are, I was wondering how long you'd be." Juzo said.
"So what have we learned thus far?"
"We haven't questioned any of them yet," Juzo informed. "We sent Mrs. Sulak to go and retrieve the survalliance footage, once she returns we'll begin the questioning process."
"Did someone go with her?" Dick asked.
"I sent Officer Celik to escort her there," Juzo replied. "They should be back any minute now."
Surely enough they made their way back within that next minute.
"Here are all four of the videos which covered the kitchen." Officer Celik said handing them over to Inspector Megure.
"Great, we'll have a look at them in just a moment," Juzo said as he directed his attention to Chef Yuki. "Tell me Mr. Yuki, how was your relationship with Renin?"
"We've had our ups and downs in the past," Yuki admitted. "But we've been on very good terms for the past year or so, why do you ask Inspector?"
"Why is it you two weren't always on good terms?" Kogoro asked.
"I guess it really has to do with our competitive nature," Chef Yuki replied. "Whenever opportunities seemed to arise he was always the one to be called to the stand, being chosen over me more times than I can remember."
"From what he just said that puts him at the tip of our list," Dick thought to himself. "Then again, why tell us all of this?"
He then looked over at Bik who stood with her eyes fixated on Renin's body, which still lay at the front of the room.
"What about you Mrs. Sulak," Juzo asked stepping in front of her. "How was your relationship with Renin?"
She nervously looked at the ground, not replying to his question.
"Is something wrong?" Juzo asked.
She still didn't answer, slowly turning to look the other way.
"Why don't you tell him Bik," Someone said as they walked up from behind. "About your little secret."
She spun around at the familiar voice, more than surprised to see him.
"Anguó what are you doing here?"
"I know all about your little affair you had with him," Anguó stated. "That's why I invited detective Mouri here, he's one of the few people I know that could have exposed the truth."
"I'd never do that to you Anguó!" Bik denied.
"You've always been a bad liar." Anguó said still in disbelief. "I know how much time you spent with him this past month."
"You're wrong," Kaimeil said stepping in between the two. "Your wife speaks the truth."
"And how do you know that," Anguó spat. "Do you have the ability to read minds?!"
"Being the fact I was with her every time they were together, I'd have known if something was going on between the two," Kaimeil stated. "The truth is, for the past two months Bik had been trying to get the two of us back together."
"Say what," Kogoro said jumping in. "You used to date Chef Renin?"
"That's right," Kaimeil confirmed. "I was even his fiance at one point."
"So what happened," Kogoro asked. "Why did the two of you separate?"
"It wasn't just one incident, but several which seemed to stack up over time." Kaimeil replied. "Not to mention the constant arguing."
"Renin said he still loved her, he was like a big brother to me," Bik added on. "That's why I decided to try and mend the broken relationship between them."
"The more I hear, the less I'm convinced that Bik is the one who did it," Dick thought. "It's to early to name the culprit, I'll need a little more to pin point who it is."
The room fell silent for the next few moments. Kogoro looked over at Anguó who did the same in return.
"Why are you looking at me like that," Anguó questioned. "Don't tell me you think I did it, I was with you when he was killed remember?"
"We have to take everything into account," Kogoro said. "There's still the possibility that someone in this room took the liberty of hiring a hitman."
"And let me guess, you think I was the one who did it."
"I'm not goanna point fingers, we'll wait until all the evidence has been examined," Kogoro said turning to face Juzo. "I think it's time we gave that video footage a look."
"They're all ready setting up everything at that back table," Juzo pointed. "It should be ready to view momentarily."
"What we're able to gain from those tapes could make a break in this case, one which we could really use." Kogoro thought.
Both Juzo and Kogoro made their way to the back table. Dick followed after the two a few seconds later. The three anxiously waited at the side of the table as the final adjustments were made.
"Looks like we're good to go." One of the officers said giving them a thumbs up.
"Great job," Juzo stated. "We'll take over from here."
He nodded his head as he and another officer stepped aside.
"Which tape are we going to view first?" Kogoro questioned.
"I say we go with the one that was aimed at the back doors," Dick suggested. "If that's where the murder occurred we might just get a clear shot of our killer."
"Good thinking Grayson," Juzo commented. "We'll start with that one, it should save us some time being the fact we won't need to look at any of the others."
"So which one is it," Kogoro asked giving the stack of tapes a look. "None of these are labeled."
Dick reached into the pile, deciding to grab the third one down.
"We'll never know unless we put them in," Dick said. "How about we try this one first."
He handed the tape to Juzo who slid it into place. The video footage appeared on the screen in the following second.
"Nice guess, you actually picked the right one." Kogoro said.
"We'll have to forward this a bit," Juzo said noticing the time in the lower corner of the screen. "This is set back a couple hours before the murder occurred."
The three of them stood in wait as the video fast forward. This lasted for a little over a minute before Kogoro pressed down on the play button.
"We'll stop it right about here," Kogoro said. "This was around the last time he was seen alive, which was at about thirty after three."
"Make sure the two of you keep your eyes peeled," Juzo said. "Whatever we're hoping to find is going to be within the next few minutes of this tape."
Not another word was spoken, the three fixating their eyes at the screen. Four minutes into the tape both chef's along with Mrs. Sulak entered into the kitchen through the main doors.
"Looks like it's show time." Dick thought.
They continued to watch as Bik emptied out one of the trash bins before heading out the back door with it in hand. She returned moments later only to walk back out the main door.
"That's when I saw her come back out when I was sitting at the back table with Anguó." Kogoro informed.
"This pretty much clears her from our suspect list," Juzo said. "But that still doesn't prove she wasn't some how involved."
This left Yuki and Renin as the only two left in the kitchen. They kept light conversation while they sorted some things around the room. The back door opened once more, both chefs looking over as a man dressed in a crisp black suit entered.
"I wonder who this guy is." Dick said.
"My thought exactly." Kogoro agreed.
They watched as the man took a step toward Renin. The two exchanged a few words which they couldn't quite pick up. What happened next left the three of them a bit confused. Chef Renin grabbed one of the wheeled tables while following the mystery man through the back door.
"This case just keeps getting more complex by the second." Kogoro said.
Another minute passed as they continued looking on. Chef Yuki headed over to the back door as well, opening it to find a large tray table sitting alone out there with a white sheet over it. He quickly pulled it in, closing the door after doing so.
"This must be the part where he came back out to rejoin the rest of us." Kogoro said.
"There's way to many loose ends," Dick stated. "I think it's time we had another word with Mr. Yuki."
Ninzaburo approached which caused the three to look his way.
"How much longer until we can start releasing some people," Ninzaburo asked. "A lot of them are becoming rather impatient."
"They'll have to hold off a little longer," Juzo replied. "Go and fetch Chef Yuki, I would like to have another word with him."
"Right away." Ninzaburo said with a nod.
The three of them waited for him to return, Yuki walking at his side once he did.
"You wanted to see me inspector?"
"Come have a look here," Juzo instructed. "Would you happen to know who this man is?"
Yuki came to a stop once getting a visual of the screen, watching as Inspector Megure froze the tape once reaching a certain point.
"Do you know who that is?" Juzo asked.
"Of course I do," Chef Yuki confirmed. "That's Eldo Seaumour, he's the guy who handles all the wide spread stuff."
"What do you mean by that?" Kogoro asked.
"For awhile now we've been wanting to expand the company grounds," Yuki replied. "Not only having Sea Top here in Tokyo, but throughout all Japan."
"So what was he doing here today," Dick asked. "Do you know what he said to Mr. Renin before the two of them walked out through that back door?"
"I was to busy cleaning up the counters to really pay attention to what either of them were talking about," Yuki replied. "The only time I looked away from what I was doing was when Mr. Seaumour spoke directly to me."
"What did he say to you?" Kogoro asked.
"We were out of a few ingredients in the kitchen, so he took one of the tables out back to refill on some things." Yuki replied.
"Did you find this to be strange," Juzo asked. "Was that something Mr. Seaumour usually did on a normal basis?"
"No, that was the first time he's ever done that," Chef Yuki answered. "I asked him why he couldn't just bring in the extra needed supplies, but he said it would be to heavy to carry."
"Then what happened, did you hear any noise out back?" Juzo asked.
He shook his head from side to side in response.
"It was dead silent," Chef Yuki stated. "Wait..... I do remember hearing something, the sound of something loading up."
"Do you mean like an engine?" Dick asked.
"Perhaps."
"So when did you decide to open the door?" Kogoro questioned.
"I waited for a little under a minute, that's when I opened it to find the table sitting there," Chef Yuki confirmed. "I just assumed he had already loaded everything I needed for the show."
"So that’s the last time you saw him alive." Juzo said.
"I swear I had nothing to do with it," Yuki said. "I was just as surprised as anyone when his body was first discovered under that sheet."
"Tell us what you know about this," Dick said stepping up to him. "I found this handkerchief near the dumpster out back, do you happen to know who it belongs to?"
He gave it a seconds look, nodding his head in response.
"That belongs to Renin, no doubt about it."
Dick handed it over to Inspector Megure who then gave it to one of the other officers.
"Take this to the lab," Juzo instructed. "I want a full examination on it, check for anything you can find."
"Yes sir."
"We still don't have enough evidence to charge anyone," Ninzaburo said. "I think our best bet would be to ask everyone what they saw during the time leading up to the murder."
"With any luck we’ll gain something that might get us one step closer to solving this thing." Kogoro said in agreement.
"Mr. Yuki if you don't mind, could you try getting ahold of Eldo," Juzo asked. "I'd like to have a word with him as well."
"Right away."
They made their way back over to the others to find most everyone had taken a seat around the tables. Juzo quickly gained their attention with a loud whistle, everyone looking over to face him.
"We’re just about done; we only have a few last questions to ask." Juzo said.
"Mr. Seaumour dropped by not to long ago," Kogoro said looking over at Bik and Fredreck. "Did either of you happen to see him?"
"I had no idea he was stopping by today." Bik replied.
"Nor did I," Fredreck said. "Does this have something to do with the case?"
"We checked the cameras that covered the back door," Kogoro informed. "He was the last one seen with Renin before his death."
"That's strange, I don't recall seeing him come through the front doors." Bik said.
"That's because he didn't," Ninzaburo informed. "He headed straight to the back of the building, if we could figure out exactly when that was it could really help out."
"Doesn't the tape already confirm that?" Kogoro questioned.
"Maybe, but who's to say he wasn't waiting outside the door for a short period?" Ninzaburo said.
"He does make a point." Kogoro thought.
There was absolutely nothing to find on him. She searched through numerous files only to come up with the same results every time. She turned in the chair to see him pacing back and forth. He stopped once noticing her eyes locked on him.
"So what's the verdict," Conan asked. "Were you able to find any additional information on Eldo Seaumour?"
There was no need to ask, the look in her eyes said it all. He made his way over to the side of the chair, taking a few moments to think.
"What now?" Ai asked.
"You don't come across many people who lack such little information, seems rather suspicious," Conan said. "I wouldn't be surprised if he's changed his name at some point in time."
"Would you like me to look into that possibility?"
"Don't bother," Conan replied. "By the time we get an answer it might not matter, besides we have enough as it is."
"We do?"
"Of course," Conan said as he reached down for his phone. "The lack of information on Seaumour is a red flag, I'm going to let Grayson know right away."
Everyone remained quiet while they patiently waited. He finally made his way over after trying to phone him several times.
"It's no use," Chef Yuki said. "Eldo is not answering his phone."
"What about a house phone," Juzo asked. "Did you try reaching him from that number as well?"
"Only to receive the same results," Yuki confirmed. "It's more than strange if you ask me, Seaumour almost always answers his phone unless he's meeting with someone."
"At this point it puts him at the top of our suspect list." Ninzaburo declared.
"Do you really think he would do it," Chef Yuki questioned. "He's all about making money, and since the time Renin joined Sea Top sales have been pretty stellar."
"I don't want to point fingers," Juzo stated. "But he was the last man seen with Renin before his death."
The three of them turned at the sound of someone coming to a stop from the side of them.
"About a minute ago I overheard you mention someone walking to the back of the restaurant instead of coming in through the front doors."
"Mrs. Kisaki, I didn't even notice you were here." Juzo said.
"That's right," Ninzaburo confirmed. "Did you happen to see who walked around the side of the building?"
"As a matter a fact I did."
"At about what time was that?" Juzo asked.
"I don't recall the exact time," Eri replied. "Kogoro might be able to, being the fact it happened at the same time he arrived."
He looked over at the sound of his name being spoken.
"Are you positive about that," Kogoro questioned. "I don't remember anyone walking next to me."
"He was a few feet behind you," Eri informed. "That's probably why you didn't take notice of him."
"If we showed you some video footage do you believe you could identify the man you saw?" Juzo asked.
"No doubt about it."
"Alright," Juzo said. "Ninzaburo can you go and grab the tape?"
"Right away."
Eri watched the tape once he brought it over, confirming the man she had seen was indeed Eldo Seaumour. He stood at the far side of the room, not wanting to be interrupted by any of the commotion that was going on. Once finished with his phone conversation he made his way back to their small little group.
"What were you doing over there," Kogoro whispered. "Another important call?"
"I guess you could say that," Dick replied. "So, did I miss anything?"
"Not much, the only thing we've been able to gather is the time Mr. Seaumour arrived," Kogoro replied. "Which happened to be at the same time as I did."
"Any idea on how he got here," Dick asked. "Did anyone happen to spot his car when he pulled in?"
"He didn't arrive in a car," Eri informed. "He came out of a bus that parked across the street at a bus stop."
"Very insightful of her," Dick thought. "But that still doesn't get us any closer to locking down our killer, though it does raise some questions."
"I have a scheduled appointment in forty five minutes," Fredreck said looking down at his watch. "Do you think it would be ok if I departed?"
"Not just yet," Juzo said. "I'd like to ask the three of you a few last questions."
"Go right ahead."
"Tell me Mr. Belmonta, how was your relationship with Renin?"
"A great one," Fredreck replied. "He was always a pleasure to be around."
"When was the last time you saw him?"
"Last week some time," Fredreck replied. "But I did just try calling him two minutes ago, he has yet to call me back of course."
"What about you Mrs. Sulak," Juzo questioned. "Putting your intent on getting the two of them back together, how did you feel about Mr. Renin when around him?"
"He was a very lively guy, being around him was always heartwarming."
Juzo then looked over at Anguó and Kaimeil.
"I think we know where the two of you stand on this whole ordeal." Juzo said.
"I'm really sorry for all of this," Anguó apologized. "I should have handled this whole thing differently."
A grin came upon his face, everything had finally slid into place.
"And just like that the culprit is revealed," Dick thought. "There's just one last thing I need to do."
He walked up to Ninzaburo side, whispering into his ear.
"I'll be right back," Dick said. "Make sure no one leaves, I know who the killer is."
"You do?" Ninzaburo asked in shock.
"As clear as day light," Dick confirmed. "Just make sure no one leaves."
"I'll see to it that's the case." Ninzaburo said.
With that he took off running, speeding past the kitchen doors.
"Grayson where are you going?!" Kogoro called out.
"What's he up to now?" Juzo questioned.
"Let's give him some time, I think he might be onto something." Ninzaburo said.
He returned minutes later, heading over to Ninzaburo's side to whisper something into his ear once more. He nodded his head in compliance, everyone watching as Ninzaburo walked out through the front doors.
"Where's he going?" Kaimeil asked.
"You'll know soon enough," Dick stated. "Let's get started shall we."
"Started, for what?" Anguó asked.
"I think it's time we put this whole thing to rest," Dick began. "I know who killed Renin, the why is the only unanswered factor."
"Who was the one to kill him," Eri asked. "Was it Eldo Seaumour?"
"Bingo," Dick remarked with the snap of his finger. "You're halfway there."
"What do you mean she's halfway there," Kogoro questioned. "Did he do it or not?"
"I'll skip all the small talk and dive right into it," Dick said. "The culprit actually had a partner in their little scheme."
"A partner," Bik said looking at those that surrounded her. "Are you saying it's one of us?"
"That's right," Dick pointed. "And it's you.... Fred Belmonta."
"What," Fredreck exclaimed. "How can you say I had something to do with this, I didn't arrive until after he was killed!"
"He has a point," Juzo said. "Surely you have evidence to back your claims."
"At first I couldn't understand the gloves and coat," Dick continued. "But it all makes sense now."
"What does his gloves and coat have to do with anything?" Kogoro asked.
"Tell me Kaimeil, have you ever seen Fredreck and Eldo together?" Dick asked.
She took a few moments to think about his question, shaking her head from side to side.
"No, I haven't."
"What about you Mrs. Sulak?"
Bik gave him the same response.
"I hardly see what this has to do with the death of Mr. Renin." Fredreck said.
"You said the last time you spoke with Renin was a few days ago," Dick stated. "I find that funny, because when we asked you that exact same question earlier you said you saw him this morning."
"That's right." Kogoro said.
"Get to the punch line already." Fredreck snapped.
"Hold your horses, I'm almost finished," Dick stated. "You also said you tried calling Eldo a few minutes ago, if that's true than that should be the last number you dialed correct?"
"So what if it is?"
"Could you try calling him once more?" Dick asked.
He did as he said, no one answering on the other end.
"He's not picking up," Fredreck said. "Is that enough for you?"
Dick didn't reply. A grin came back to his face as he waited. Everyone was confused by this, Inspector Megure deciding to take a few steps toward him.
"Are you done, or do you have actual proof?" Juzo asked.
Dick pointed at the entrance doors, everyone looking over as Ninzaburo walked back in with a phone in hand.
"It was where you said it would be." Ninzaburo stated.
"Hold on," Juzo said. "What's going on here?"
"I just had Officer Shiratori walk out to Fredreck's car," Dick informed. "All I asked him to do is look to see if he could find a ringing phone."
"And surely enough, I did." Ninzaburo said holding it up.
"If that's the case," Juzo said looking over at Fredreck. "That means...."
"That means Fredreck and Eldo are one in the same," Dick finished. "That's why Fredreck wore the coat and gloves, to make himself look more imposing than his alter ego."
"Incredible," Juzo remarked. "How were you able to figure that out?"
"It was the way he dressed, the way he spoke," Dick replied. "But I did have a little outside help from a certain detective, one you know quite well Inspector."
"And who might that be?"
"Shinichi Kudo," Dick replied. "He's the one who gave me a briefing on Mr. Belmonta, things just didn't add up."
"He always seems to find a way to help." Juzo thought to himself.
His fits clenched, glaring over at him as anger mounted up inside.
"But he arrived from taking a bus earlier," Eri pointed out. "If he truly is Eldo as well, where was his car hidden?"
"Far back behind this restaurant," Dick answered. "I found a small puddle of oil sitting in a corner, which says a vehicle had previously occupied that space."
"That would explain that sound I heard," Chef Yuki said. "It must have been the sound of his car taking off."
"Good thing you heard it," Dick stated. "That's what tipped me off."
"What about the murder weapon," Eri asked. "Do you happen to know where that is to?"
"I'm betting he has it hidden in his jacket somewhere." Kogoro said.
"So what do you say Fredreck," Dick asked with a taunting smirk. "Is that about a wrap?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 45
Figuring The Clues
He wrote down his answer to the final question on the last page of the packet, the sound of the school bell ringing as he walked over to turn it in.
"Perfect timing." Conan said dropping it into the basket.
"For those of you who didn't finish, it's homework." Sumiko stated as everyone began packing up.
Conan was the first of his friends to leave the room, waiting for them once reaching the school yard. The four of them came out at about the same time, joining Conan who had just pulled his ball from out of his bag.
"I can't believe you finished that packet so quickly," Ayumi said. "I think you're the only one who completed the whole thing."
"I got to the last page," Mitsuhiko said. "But not even I finished."
"My studying must have paid off."
"Studying is so overrated." Genta muttered to himself.
"Make sure you two ask about Wednesday." Mitsuhiko reminded.
"What do we plan on going to see?" Ayumi asked.
"How about The Goats Medallion," Mitsuhiko suggested. "I heard it's supposed to be packed with lots of drama and action."
"Sounds more like a serious comedy." Conan thought.
"How long has it been playing for?" Genta asked.
"It's only been out in the theater for three days." Mitsuhiko replied.
"I think that's what we should go see," Ayumi said. "The title alone already has me interested."
"You can count me in as well," Genta said. "What about you Conan, how's The Goats Medallion sound to you?"
He thought about it for a second, looking over at Haibara who nodded her head.
"The Goats Medallion it is." Conan finally answered.
It was cold silent in the room, the obvious tension keeping everyone in their current positions. The two of them stared into the others eyes, waiting for the other to make the next move.
"So, Dick Grayson huh," Kogoro said taking a step around him. "Haven't heard that name before, you must not be from around here."
"Far from it." Dick confirmed.
"I saw you standing over in that corner earlier," Kogoro pointed. "Almost as if you were waiting for something, wanna tell me what you're doing here?"
"I'm actually waiting for someone."
"Is that so?" Kogoro said narrowing his eyes.
"He'll be able to confirm that for you when he gets here."
Kogoro then looked over at Eri who closely watched the two of them, taking a couple steps toward her.
"Eri could you call the police while I begin the examining?" Kogoro asked.
"Already taken care of," Dick informed. "Before I came over I had that gentleman sitting at the back table give them a ring."
"He's really on top of it." Eri thought to herself.
"Who are you exactly?" Kogoro asked walking back over to him.
"We could waste our time going over that, or we could simply set that aside until after we figure out who killed Mr. Renin." Dick stated.
"First off, there is no we," Kogoro said. "And second,I will be running this investigation alone until the police arrive."
"You'd be foolish to pass up on my assistance," Dick said. "When I was standing against the wall earlier I had my eyes on everyone who went in and out the kitchen doors."
"You can write down what you saw on paper," Kogoro said. "The fact of the matter is you're just not eligible to help me run this investigation."
"That I have to disagree with you on," Dick said. "As a former officer of the Bludhaven police force I'd say I'm more than eligible."
"Is that so?"
"You can look into it if you don't believe me," Dick said. "You can even call Amy Rohrbach, who happened to be one of my former superiors."
"You know, I think I'll do just that." Kogoro said reaching down and pulling his phone from within his pocket. "Don't move from that spot, this won't take long."
She tightened the belt around her waist before walking out of the locker room, arriving into the gym to find the others had already laid out the mats. They all took a seat in the middle once both mats were lined up together, waiting for their instructor to join them. Ran kept her attention to the gym doors, glimpsing over at the bleachers to see someone looking on from three rows up. She immediately recognized who it was.
"Ran where are you going?" One of her classmates asked as she pushed up from the ground.
"I'll only be a second." Ran replied before heading over to the bleachers.
He smiled as she approached, sitting up in the seconds that followed.
"Tim what are you doing here?" Ran asked coming to a stop.
"Isn't it obvious," Tim stated. "I came to watch you practice."
"What a pleasant surprise," Ran said. "You picked the right time to come, we're sparring for most of the day."
"Couldn't have picked a better time."
Ran turned her head at the sound of the doors swinging open, looking over to see her instructor had arrived.
"Gotta go, I'll talk to you as soon we're done." Ran said making her way over to the others."
"I'll be waiting."
The sound of the sirens could be heard as they slowly approached from up around the block. Most everyone had taken a seat at this point, waiting for the arrival of the police. They didn't have to wait much longer, everyone directing their attention to the doors as they flew open. Inspector Megure stepped in along with three other police officers who walked closely behind.
"I came as soon as I got your message," Juzo said coming to a stop once reaching him. "Can't say I'm surprised to see you at yet another murder scene."
"It's funny how things turn out." Kogoro said.
"So where's the body?"
"Right over there," Kogoro pointed. "Renin's body was discovered after Chef Yuki removed the blanket from where his supplies were supposed to be held."
"I see."
"What about Mr. Grayson here," Kogoro asked. "Does what he said check out?"
"I had the luxury of looking into it myself," Ninzaburo informed as he joined their small group. "He was in fact a former police officer just like he said."
"Can't believe he was actually telling the truth." Kogoro thought to himself.
"So what's it going to be," Dick asked. "Will you be kind enough to allow me the privilege of helping solve this case, I'm sure you'll find me most helpful."
Both Juzo and Ninzaburo took a few moments to give his request some thought, Dick waiting patiently as they did.
"Let's start with what you know," Juzo replied. "Then we'll see from there."
"Fair enough," Dick said looking over at the body once more. "Right this way."
They followed from close behind, coming to a stop once reaching the body. Juzo turned back to the other officers, instructing them to keep everyone calm as they began the investigation.
"As you can see," Dick pointed. "The upper abdomen has been severed in two separate places."
"Do you believe this was the cause of death?" Juzo asked.
"Not by a long shot," Dick replied. "He's also got a wound to the back of the neck as well, a fatal one might I add."
"I got it!" Kogoro said stepping forward.
"Got what," Ninzaburo questioned. "Do you know who killed him already?"
"I'm still in the process of figuring that one out," Kogoro stated. "But I do know how it all went down."
"Please do elaborate." Juzo said.
"After giving each wound an in depth look I have now determined how the culprit approached," Kogoro said. "Chef Renin was engaged from the front, taking two blows to his lower body."
"So how do you explain the cut that was found on the back of his neck?" Ninzaburo asked.
"That's simple," Kogoro said. "After being stabbed the first two times he naturally turned away in pain, that's when the culprit struck him for a third time."
"Makes sense to me," Ninzaburo said. "What do you think Megure?"
"Sounds like a possible scenario, now all we need to do is round up our suspects."
The three of them then looked down to see Dick giving the body yet another look. They waited for him to finish which didn't take long.
"No, that's not how it happened," Dick said. "His wounds are pointing to in another direction, something more disturbing."
"More disturbing, what do you mean?" Juzo asked.
"Take a harder look at the cut on the back of his neck." Dick said slowly lifting the head upward.
They did as told, taking a few moments to give the cut yet another look. It didn't take long for them to realize what he was pointing out.
"Now I see," Ninzaburo said. "The wound is slanted and not straight like I had originally thought."
"And based from the angle of the cut we can now assume the culprit struck him on the back of his neck while facing him." Juzo said.
"Exactly." Dick said.
"That's where the killer must have cut him an additional two times," Kogoro added. "Insuring they finished the job."
"You pinned it right on the spot detective." Dick commented.
"Now we have a few holes to fill in," Kogoro said. "How in the heck did the culprit manage to strike him in the back of the neck while facing him?"
"He has a point, how do you explain that Mr. Grayson?" Ninzaburo asked.
"Simple, Chef Renin knew the culprit," Dick replied. "And I'd say they were close, friends even."
"What makes you think that?" Juzo asked.
"I believe the killer lured him in with one of three things," Dick began. "A hug, maybe a kiss to the cheek, or to even whisper something into his ear."
The more they thought about it the more it made sense.
"Now that we know all of that it shouldn't be to hard to narrow down our suspects." Juzo said looking back to the group of people. "Which means it's time to start the questioning process."
The restaurant doors swung open within that next second. The four of them looked over to see a tall man dressed in a black coat and red hat walk in along with a young woman at his side.
"Excuse me, but we're going to have to ask the two of you to leave," Juzo said. "There's been a murder, which means we need this area secure from any outsiders."
"A murder," The man questioned. "Who was killed?"
"That information will be released to the public when the appropriate time arises." Ninzaburo stated.
"I'm the manager of this restaurant, I think I'm entitled to knowing who died here today."
"Is that so, and you are?" Juzo asked.
"Fredreck Belmonta," He replied holding out his hand. "Most usually refer to me as Fred."
Dick took notice of a glove upon his hand, narrowing his eyes at this.
"What's up with the gloves and coat," Dick thought. "A little odd considering how hot it is today."
"In that case you're free to know," Juzo said. "The man killed today is none other than one of the chefs who works here, Mr. Renin as I'm told."
"Chef Renin, how?!"
"He was stabbed three times," Ninzaburo replied. "We believe what ultimately killed him was a blow to the back of the neck."
"Can't believe it, he was alive when I saw him earlier this morning," Fredreck said. "Do you know what was used to kill him?"
"At this time we don't have a murder weapon," Juzo replied. "But from the way things look we can pretty much confirm some type of knife was used."
"Can I see the body?" Fredreck asked.
"I think we better hold off on that for the time being," Juzo said while directing his attention at the woman next to him. "Who's this with you?"
"I'm Kaimeil," She answered with the nod of her head. "The assistant manager of Sea Top."
"I take it the two of you drove in together."
"Fred actually arrived before I did," Kaimeil stated. "I saw him coming out of his jeep as I was pulling in."
"Is this true Mr. Belmonta?" Juzo asked.
"That is correct."
"How long have you been the manager for?" Ninzaburo asked out of curiosity.
"Coming around to a half year now," Fredreck replied. "It's funny that you ask, being the fact tomorrow is my last day here."
"Is that so," Dick commented. "And why's that?"
"I plan on moving back to Sapporo, a position I've been waiting for in construction has finally opened up," Fredreck informed. "Once I'm gone Kaimeil will take over as head manager."
"Could you excuse the three of us." Juzo asked.
"Of course." Fredreck said.
Inspector Megure pulled the three of them to the side, taking a deep breath as he did to help clear his mind.
"What's wrong Megure?" Kogoro asked.
"I think it's time we went in and observed the kitchen," Juzo replied. "There's a high possibility that's where the killing took place."
"So does this mean I'm free to help?" Dick asked.
"Just make sure you report anything you find to me," Juzo confirmed. "Is that understood?"
"Loud and clear."
With Juzo leading the way the four of them pushed their way into the kitchen. It wasn't as big as they expected it to be, taking the time to look around. Hanging over on the right side of the wall is where many of the kitchen tools could be found, a large sink resting below them. They then looked to the other side of the room to see a few tables set out. Kogoro was the first to begin a search of the room, looking for anything that may point to a struggle such as broken glass. He found nothing, turning back to the others once finished.
"I didn't come across anything suspicious," Kogoro said. "Any idea where we should be looking?"
"Anywhere but here." Dick replied.
"What do you mean," Juzo questioned. "Are you saying this isn't where the murder occurred?"
"I think you better have a look Inspector," Dick said pointing to the ceiling. "There's four cameras monitoring this room, and I'm pretty sure the culprit would have known about this."
"Which means the confrontation probably didn't happen in here after all," Ninzaburo said. "Unless the killer wanted to be caught on tape for some unknown reason."
"I doubt it," Juzo said. "But it's still worth a look, we'll have Mr. Belmonta give us a view of the surveillance tapes."
"Well if Chef Renin wasn't killed in here, then where?" Kogoro questioned.
Dick continued to scour the room, slowly looking from one side of the room to the other. It didn't take long for him to catch sight of a lone door in the back corner of the room. The three of them watched as he made his way in that direction.
"Where are you going?" Ninzaburo asked.
"I want to see what's behind this door," Dick replied. "Your welcomed to follow if you'd like."
Once reaching the door he turned the knob, forcing it open to have a flash of sun light come over him.
"Looks like our mystery door leads to an alley out back," Dick informed before stepping out.
It was narrow just like any other ally, an apartment complex located directly across. He looked to the near distance, locating a red hankerchief laying near a dumpster a few feet away.
"What do we have here?"
Dick leaned down once reaching it, bringing it into his grasp. He flipped it from one side to the other, examining it for anything unusual.
"It's still warm, not to mention a little wet," Dick thought while continuing to search the ground. "I don't see anything else out of the ordinary."
He looked for a couple seconds longer, heading back for the door after nothing else caught his attention.
"We have strands of potential evidence, now's the time to start piecing it all together."
After getting dressed she made her way over to the sink to rinse off her face, something she usually always did after practice. Once finished she made her way out of the locker room to find him standing at the wall across from the door.
"Loved the moves you showcased today," Tim complimented. "I'm glad I decided to come, you didn't disappoint."
"Thanks, I really appreciate that." Ran said.
"Come, let me walk you home."
"Fine by me," Ran accepted as the two of them headed for the doors.
They walked out just in time to see a fleet of birds fly over the top of the school, taking that moment to watch them as they continued walking.
"Where was Sonoko today?" Tim asked keeping conversation.
"She had somewhere to be," Ran replied. "Family related, but she'll be back tomorrow."
They walked for awhile longer, neither saying a word in that time. He tucked his hands into the sides of his pocket, looking over at her with a smile.
"Ran, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, you can ask me anything." Ran replied.
"Do you remember when we went to that pizza joint before going to that theme park?" Tim asked.
It took her a few seconds to recall, nodding her head once remembering.
"What about it?"
"When we ordered you said you weren't hungry, and that you only wanted something to drink," Tim stated. "Do you remember what it was you had to drink?"
"Hmm... if memory serves I believe I had a grape soda," Ran answered. "Why did you ask?"
"I um, just wanted to know what you liked to drink."
Ran laughed at this.
"I've never had someone ask me something like that out of the blank like that," Ran said continuing to giggle. "You're a weird one you know that?"
"All the great ones are." Tim said with a grin forming.
The three of them stood a few feet away as he examined the hankerchief himself, looking back up at him once finished.
"So you found this by a dumpster just outside that door, correct?"
"That's right Inspector." Dick confirmed.
"Do you think it has something to do with the murder?" Ninzaburo questioned.
"We can't be to sure without running some tests," Juzo said. "But it's a possibility."
"Tests will give us DNA proof, but we can still show it to the Sea Top staff," Dick stated. "One of them may be able to confirm if that hankerchief belonged to Chef Renin or not."
"That's a good point," Kogoro said. "And while we're at it, I think it's time I revealed what brought me here in the first place."
"Is this related to the case?" Juzo asked becoming a little skeptical.
"Can't say for sure, but it's a possibility."
"Go ahead Mouri," Juzo said. "We're listening."
The three of them listened on as he gave them insight on his meeting with Anguó Sulak, telling them about his suspicions toward his wife in regards to Chef Renin. And now he was dead, raising red flags in more places than expected.
"Mr. Sulak defiantly has motive," Ninzaburo said. "But then we really don't know how his relationships were with the rest of his co-workers."
"Not to mention the back door," Dick added. "Who knows how many people could have been in and out of here."
"That's where the camera footage will prove useful." Kogoro said.
"I think it's time we began the questioning process." Juzo said turning back for the doors.
"I'll catch up with the three of you shortly," Dick said. "I have a phone call to make."
"Try and make it quick, times of the essence." Juzo said.
Dick nodded, turning to his side as he reached into his pocket for his phone.
"We have three suspects thus far; Chef Yuki, Anguó Sulak, and Bik Sulak," Dick thought to himself. "But there's something.... I feel like something is missing."
He dialed his number, bringing the phone to the side of his ear in wait.
"Hello?"
"Hey Conan, it's Dick."
"What's up?"
"Where are you?"
"I just arrived at Agasa's, you sound like you're under pressure," Conan said. "Is something wrong?"
"You could say that," Dick replied. "I need you to look into something for me, a few names if you could."
"Hang tight," Conan said. "I'll have the computer loaded up in no time."
"Great, I knew I could count on you."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 44
Sea Top Incident
He sat to the passenger seat with the window rolled down, allowing for the air to glide through his hair. It wasn't long after that they reached their destination, skimming around the parking lot to find an empty space.
"There's one," Dick said pointing to a spot which sat to a shaded area. "Can't get any better than that."
The two stepped out once parked, making sure to lock the doors before closing them.
"I brought you to TWB bank just like you asked," Hiroshi said. "So what is it you're hoping to find out?"
"Mr. Salvonte has three banks he has done business with in the past month," Dick began. "What I want to know is why he chose this one in particular for his transaction with Luthor."
"How do you plan on finding that out?"
"By setting up an account of course, this way we'll have insight on how business is done here," Dick replied. "And if we know why he chose TWB, that might just put us one step closer to finding out what's really going on."
"Great thinking Grayson," Hiroshi complimented. "Would you like me to accompany you inside?"
"No need to," Dick replied. "But if you would like to escape the heat then be my guest."
He took him up on his offer. The two of them walked in through the front entrance, hoping they'd be able to shed some light on this already complex situation.
They had walked for nearly twenty minutes, neither speaking a word the whole time. Conan became more and more curious as to where they were going with each passing minute.
"I wonder if we're almost to this mystery place he has us walking to."
Conan then looked up to Tim who finally came to a stop.
"We're here."
Conan turned his head to the left to find a large building towering high above.
"What are we doing here?" Conan asked as Tim walked forward.
"Right this way," Tim instructed. "We're almost there."
Conan followed him to the right side of the building where they came across a steel door. It was stiff, but that didn't stop Conan from easily pulling it to the side. Tim walked in first to find a stairwell.
"Perfect, this should take us all the way to the top."
"Why are we going up there," Conan asked. "I don't see the meaning in this."
"Trust me," Tim said. "This is something you'll want to see."
"I'll take your word for it, but remember we only have an hour before we have to be back." Conan reminded.
"I haven't forgotten," Tim said. "Besides I'm sure she wouldn't mind if we're just a few minutes late."
"And you'll be the one explaining if that turns out to be the case."
"Then let's hurry, it shouldn't take us very long to reach the top."
With that the two began their path up the stairs. It was nearly pitch dark, the exit lights on each floor being the only source of light to guide their way. They came across several spider webs on their way up, causing him to become slightly suspicious.
"Are you sure you've been up this way," Conan questioned. "If you ask me I'd say no one has walked up through here in quite some time."
"That might be the case considering I've never actually taken the stairs." Tim said.
"Ok, that makes sense."
They made their way up past five additional floors from where they stood, finally reaching the end to come across a large door. Tim shoved it open to have a gust of wind blow right past them.
"And here we are."
The door flew shut once the two stepped out onto the roof. Conan made his way to the edge of the building, looking down to catch a wonderful view of the city. He could see miles and miles out from each side.
"Wow, how long have you known about this place?" Conan asked.
"For awhile now," Tim replied. "It helps me think when I'm here."
"Have you shown Dick yet?"
"No, your the first."
"What is this place anyway?" Conan asked while turning back to him.
"Not sure to tell you the truth," Tim replied. "I just call it the bell tower."
"Why's that?"
"Because of that large bell." Tim said pointing to the left.
"Now I see." Conan said giving it a look.
Tim made his way over to the edge of the building where he took a seat, letting his legs hang over the side. Conan joined him soon after, having a seat right next to him.
"You should see the city from here at night," Tim said. "Best view you can get."
"There's something I've been meaning to ask you," Conan said. "Besides English and Japanese, what other languages can you speak?"
"Spanish, German, French, Russian, and a little bit of Cantonese," Tim answered. "Why'd you want to know?"
"With all the traveling you must do I thought you might know a couple."
"It's nothing in comparison to how many Bruce knows," Tim said. "Then there's the task in becoming fluent, which of course takes a lot of time and practice."
They sat for awhile longer, welcoming the warm breeze which pushed from one side to the other. Conan looked down at his watch a minute later, feeling it was about time they headed back.
"Why did you really bring me here," Conan asked. "Isn't there something you wanted to talk to me about?"
"I think it's you who has something to share with me."
"Excuse me?"
"Back after that little incident at ROTI you said you had something to tell me," Tim reminded. "You never did tell me what."
"Like I told you before, it was nothing."
"You're a decent liar, and even better at playing it off," Tim commented. "But here's the thing, I received a call from Sonoko this morning."
"What's that have to do with me?"
"Nothing, It was actually about Ran," Tim said. "It appears she's had something on her mind she's been wanting to tell Sonoko about, something that happened at ROTI."
"If that's the case, then why call you about it?"
"Apparently it has something to do with some boy she knows, Sonoko assumed it was me," Tim replied. "But we both know I didn't arrive until after she was unconscious, so... that leaves you."
Conan looked away, leaving a couple passing seconds of silence. He waited, hoping he'd get an answer from him.
"Ok... you win," Conan said giving in. "We did it."
"Did what?"
"We kissed," Conan finally blurted. "Well... at least I think we did."
"What do you mean you think?"
"You're the one who said the gas I inhaled could have caused hallucinations." Conan stated. "That's what made me have doubts about it actually happening."
"I guess there's only one way to find out."
"Don't you dare say anything to her about this," Conan snapped. "This stays between you and I."
"That's not what I had in mind."
"It's not?"
"What I was going to have you do is tell me everything you remember about those few moments you shared," Tim replied. "Can you do that for me?"
Conan nodded.
"So tell me, what was it like," Tim asked. "Do you remember tasting anything?"
He received a glare in return.
"I swear this isn't for some inside fantasy," Tim laughingly said. "I just need your input to help diagnose if it really happened."
Conan looked away, trying to recall what had happened in that small cell just a little over a week ago.
"I remember closing my eyes, still moving closer once I did," Conan began. "And that's when it happened."
"Come on will ya," Tim said looking down at his watch. "We're already on the borderline of time here, I need a distinct detail."
"Cut me some slack Tim, telling you is already embarrassing enough as it is." Conan said.
"Sorry, you won't hear another word out of me."
He thought about what he had said, 'A distinct detail.' The more he thought, the more that came back to him.
"Grape, that's kind of what I remember tasting."
"Yea... you might have been hallucinating," Tim said. "A very wild hallucination."
Conan breathed out relief.
"That's good to hear," Conan said. "I'd never want something like that to happen when it did."
"Even if you were about to die?" Tim asked.
"Can we just go," Conan said sitting up. "We're already going to be late, let's not extend onto that."
"Wait up." Tim said following after him.
He sat with his back rested to one of the chairs in the waiting area. He found his attention directed to a TV pinned to the upper wall, helping the time go by. It took over fifteen minutes for him to return.
"How did it go?" Dr. Agasa asked sitting up from the chair.
"Didn't find anything out of the ordinary."
"What were you hoping to find?"
"I checked for benefits and interest ratings," Dick replied. "Unfortunately neither of those two things answers why he chose this bank over the others."
"Have you looked into the other banks as well for comparison?"
"Checked online this morning," Dick confirmed. "But I wanted to give TWB a closer look since this is the one he chose."
"Perhaps if we knew more about Mr. Salvonte it would be easier to understand his motive." Dr. Agasa said.
"You and I may not know him," Dick said. "But Conan and Tim do, we'll just have to rely on them for this task."
"For what," Dr. Agasa questioned. "Do you have something in mind?"
"Maybe."
"Would you like me to call Shinichi?"
"No need to, I'll sort all that out later," Dick said. "Do you still think you can access the information on that account?"
"If it hasn't been locked down then I don't see why not."
"Good, because I think it's time we gave it another look."
They took their time as they walked down the last street, both resting their hands into the comfort of their pockets.
"Now that we're almost there, I think it's time you told me what's on the agenda for the rest of the day."
"What do you mean?" Tim asked.
"I thought you said you had some place in mind you wanted the three of us to go."
"Oh that." Tim said bringing a hand to his chin.
Conan looked up to see a lost and clueless expression on his face.
"Let me guess," Conan said. "You never had anything planned, did you?"
"Nope."
"Can't say I'm surprised," Conan said. "If you wanted to talk to me why didn't you just call?"
"I did, but you didn't pick up," Tim stated. "And when she answered the door with that look on her face, I found myself a little lost for words."
"I'm starting to believe your excessive computer time is beginning to damage your social skills," Conan said. "So what do you plan to say when we get there?"
"We still have about a minute," Tim said bringing his watch up to his eyes. "That means we still have time to come up with something."
"We... don't you mean you," Conan corrected. "This was your idea remember?"
"But you know this area better than I do," Tim said. "So I'm pretty sure you could come up with something quicker."
"It would have really helped if you had mentioned this a little sooner."
"I was still in the process of thinking up something myself."
"Well keep thinking." Conan said. "Between the two of us we should be able to come up with something."
Without really realizing they found themselves stalling with each step. They came to a stop once reaching the front, deciding not to go up just yet.
"Have you come up with anything?" Tim asked.
"Not yet, but we better hurry," Conan replied. "We don't want to keep her waiting too much longer."
They then turned at the sound of someone heading down the staircase, stepping to the side as she joined the both of them.
"I thought I might find the two of you down here," Ran said with a smile. "So where are we going?"
Conan and Tim looked to one another, expecting the other to answer.
"There's actually been a change in plans." Tim said turning back to her.
"What do you mean?"
"The place I had in mind is closed on Sundays," Tim said. "And since that's the case we'll let you decide what we're going to do."
"Oh really," Ran said in excitement. "I know just the place."
"And where's that?" Tim asked.
"You'll just have to wait and see," Ran said turning to walk. "Right this way."
"Look on the bright side," Tim said looking down to Conan. "It could have turned out a lot worse."
"Who says I'm complaining?" Conan said following after her.
"I wonder where we're going." Tim thought.
He sat in silence the whole ride back, listening to the radio for any incoming news.
"We're here." Hiroshi said as they pulled in.
They stepped out once parked, making their way in through the front door.
"Where's Haibara," Dick asked. "I could have sworn I saw her before we left."
"She's around somewhere," Hiroshi said taking a seat in front of the computer. "It'll only take me a few minutes to get it on screen, so sit tight."
"No need to hurry Agasa, I'm not in a rush."
He found his eyes wondering around the as he waited, observing the many things that filled the room.
"How'd the testing on that flying hand of yours go?"
"It had a slight disfunction during my last session," Hiroshi replied. "I'll have to fix it up a bit before any further testing can be done."
"Good luck with that, I know how tough that stuff can be."
"Oh no."
"What's wrong?" Dick asked looking to the screen.
"The account has been locked," Hiroshi informed. "Whatever they were using that account for is clearly over."
"And finding out what isn't going to be easy," Dick said. "There's got to be something else linking the two companies together."
"What do you propose we do from here?"
"It's time to do some digging," Dick said with a step back. "Some deep digging."
"You mean on the two companies?"
"Not exactly," Dick answered. "If we ever plan on finding out what we need to know, we're going to have to move in from a different angle."
"I see you have something in mind."
"My phones running on low right now, so if you happen to see Conan or Tim around let them know I'll be a little busy." Dick said as he headed for the door.
"Where are you going?"
"To go begin my search."
"Will you be needing a ride?" Hiroshi asked.
"No need to, it's not very far from here," Dick replied. "Besides, I could use the walk."
"Until next time."
"I look forward to it." Dick said before walking out the front door.
"Me too."
The two of them dragged along from the rare, following close behind as she went into yet another small shop.
"The mall, oh why did it have to be the mall?" Tim muttered.
"Stop your bickering," Conan said. "You're the one who jinxed this anyway."
"What do you mean," Tim questioned. "I didn't jinx anything."
"Whatever you say ring tone man."
"Ok, you win," Tim said giving in. "You won't hear another complaint out of me."
She came back out before they could enter, leaving the two of them a little surprised.
"I think you just set a record for entering and exiting." Tim said.
"I walked into the wrong place," Ran said. "It doesn't happen very often."
"So what place are you looking for?" Tim asked.
"There," Ran pointed. "It's right over there."
The three of them walked past a small group of people, coming to a stop once reaching the front entrance.
"A beauty shop," Tim questioned. "I think I'll just wait out hear, there's nothing in there for me."
"I'll stay with you," Conan said. "This isn't my kind of store either."
"Well that's to bad," Ran stated. "Because you're both coming in."
"... Why?" Tim asked.
"Because we're supposed to be spending the day together," Ran reminded. "I promise this will be my last stop, then we can go anywhere you two want to go."
"Sounds like a deal to me." Conan said.
"Ok, I can defiantly agree to that."
"Great," Ran said heading for the door. "I knew we could come to some kind of agreement."
With that the three of them headed in. They looked to the right to see a table with multiple types of hair sprays lined up. Directly across the room to the left stood a stack of several brands of perfume.
"Try to find something to keep yourselves entertained," Ran said. "I won't be long."
They stood in place as she took to the back end of the store. Tim was the first to make a move, walking over to a shelf in the right corner. Conan seeing this decided to follow after him.
"What are you doing," Conan asked. "Don't tell me you're actually going to buy something."
"What color do you want," Tim asked holding out two separate containers. "Purple or a baby soft blue?"
"And since when do I wear eye shadow?" Conan asked with the cross of his arms.
"Lighten up a little," Tim said setting them back to the shelf. "I'm just trying to keep us entertained like Ran suggested."
"You sure have a creative way of doing that."
"Hey, at least I'm trying."
Just as they were about to head back to the front someone could be heard approaching from their blind side, both turning to immediately recognize who it was.
"Out of all people, I never expected to see the two of you here."
"You're Akiye Samurakami right," Conan asked. "We saw you at that party where the shooting took place."
"That would be the one." Akiye said.
"What happened to you after the explosion occurred," Conan asked. "You were one of the many people who went missing after the smoke cleared."
"I left to avoid any further possible attacks."
"So what are you doing here," Tim asked. "Keeping up with the latest hair blends?"
"I'm actually the manager of this store," Akiye stated. "Now if you don't mind me asking, what are the two of you doing here?"
"We're actually with her." Tim said pointing to the back of the store.
"Who's she, your girlfriend?"
"Close, but she's actually involved with my little friend here," Tim said patting Conan to the top of his head. "Don't let his size fool you, he's got some extreme game."
"I'm not even going to respond to that," Akiye said turning away. "Just let it be known, I've got my eyes on the two of you."
They watched as she walked to the other side of the store, a smile coming to Tim's face as she did.
"You think I creeped her out?" Tim asked.
"If that was your intent, mission accomplished." Conan said giving him the thumbs up.
Ran returned to the front shortly after, finding the two of them hanging over near the hair sprays.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" Conan asked.
"They didn't have the right kind," Ran replied. "I'll check back in about a week or so."
"Now what," Tim questioned. "What do you guys want to do next?"
"It's hot out, so why don't we head to the ice cream shop?" Ran suggested.
"What do you say Conan, you up for an ice cone?" Tim asked.
"Sounds good to me."
"Then it's settled," Ran said. "It's not far from here, we just past it on our way here."
They didn't waste any time, back tracking from where they had come. After receiving their ice cream cones they left the shopping center.
"That sure was refreshing." Ran said.
"You can say that again." Conan said in agreement.
Tim leveled a hand just above his eyes, observing the darkened clouds in the far distance, slowly moving their way.
"It looks like we could get some rain in the next few hours." Tim said. "Any idea what the two of you want to do before that happens?"
Conan shrugged his shoulders.
"How about we go skating?"
"Pass." Tim rejected.
"Seconded." Conan agreed.
"I don't exactly see either of you coming up with anything," Ran said. "Or would you prefer to go back to the mall?"
"Skating sounds good to me." Tim said.
"Skating it is." Conan added.
"Follow me," Ran said taking lead once more. "It's located just down this street."
They spent a few hours hours at the skating center. Once finished they headed to a bowling alley which took up an additional two hours. Still looking for something else to do they ended up becoming spectators for a live performance on the streets. As the day came closer to an end they managed to come across a photo booth, walking in to take a few shots. Conan looked down at his watch as the sky continued to darken.
"How come you didn't come out and skate with us earlier?" Ran asked.
"I only agreed to put them on," Tim replied. "I never said I was actually going to skate."
"What's wrong, you don't know how to?"
"It has nothing to do with that," Tim said. "My left ankle has been giving me troubles for the past few days."
"Well that's funny, because you seem to have been able to walk just fine throughout the day."
"Yea.. that's because."
"Ran it's almost eight O'clock," Conan said cutting in. "Don't you think we should be heading home right about now, we do have school tomorrow after all."
"Thanks for the save." Tim whispered.
Ran gave her watch a look as well, confirming his claim.
"I guess it is getting a bit late."
"Then I think it's time we called it a night." Tim said.
"I had a lot of fun, we'll have to do it again some time," Ran said. "We could even have Sonoko come along next time."
"Sounds like a solid plan too me," Tim agreed. "You two be safe on your way home, I better be getting back as well."
"I'll see you tomorrow." Ran waved as Tim headed in the opposite direction of the two.
"What a day this turned out to be." Conan thought. "But there's something about Ms. Samurakami, I don't know what it is, but something just seems so... secretive."
This laid to the back of his mind the whole walk home. After another hour or so the rain they had been expecting had finally arrived, drizzling down for miles out.
It was well past ten when he finally decided to look over to the clock, shaking his sleepiness off as he continued his examination. The door to the room slid open not long after.
"How'd you know I'd be here?"
"You're a late bird," Dick replied. "I'd never expect you to be in bed this early."
"What are you doing here anyway?" Tim asked.
"I need you to have another talk with Bondo Salvonte."
"About what?" Tim asked.
"I had a little visit with Agasa today, that account between Lexcorp and ROTI has been locked down," Dick informed. "I've done a little searching, but I want you to have a word with Salvonte."
"What do you want me to ask," Tim questioned. "It's not like I can just go in and ask him about his business with Lex without seeming suspicious."
"That's not the approach I had in mind," Dick said. "It's much more discreet."
"And what might that be?"
"Tell you what, we'll discuss it over lunch tomorrow," Dick said. "As I can see you're a little busy."
"It's nothing serious, just looking over this diamond Makoto lent me," Tim said. "The Gueto as it's called."
Dick moved in closer to catch a glimpse of something on the computer screen, which grabbed his attention.
"What's that you have there?"
"A woman was killed on top of a club house I was supposed to attend," Tim informed. "I'm still looking into the case from here in Tokyo."
"I'll let you get back to that," Dick said heading for the door. "I'll send you a message with the directions where to meet me some time tomorrow."
"I might be a little late," Tim said. "There's someone I need to talk to after school."
"That doesn't concern me one bit, I'm sure I can find something to keep me occupied," Dick said. "I'll see you then."
Tim nodded, focusing his attention back to the diamond as Dick exited the room.
The next morning was an early start. He walked to school with his eyes dazed into the distance, still feeling the affects of an extended weekend. He took his time crossing the street, not exactly ready to go back.
"One more day off would have been nice."
He made it to the school grounds shortly after, looking over to see his friends waiting for him by the side of the wall.
"I told you he'd be here soon." Mitsuhiko said.
"What took you so long?" Ai asked as he joined the four of them.
"I was actually contemplating on whether or not to sleep in for another hour." Conan replied.
"But then you would have been late for class." Ayumi stated.
"I was kidding," Conan said with a smile. "Though I do wish we had one more day off."
"Couldn't agree more," Genta said. "Though we never did go see that movie you guys."
"How about Wednesday," Mitsuhiko suggested. "Is everyone open on that day."
"I'll have to check with my parents." Ayumi said.
"Me too." Genta added.
"Wednesday works for me," Conan said. "What about you Haibara?"
She nodded in response.
"Great, now all we have to do is wait and see if you two can come on that day." Mitsuhiko said.
"I'm almost afraid to ask what we're going to go see." Conan thought.
"We better get to class, we only have a few minutes until the bell rings." Genta said.
They didn't waste any time, heading straight to class from there. Conan could see her glimpse over at him as they walked, knowing there was probably something she wanted to talk to him about.
Mid day had finally arrived. He made his way down to the roadside, signaling for a taxi once there. He checked his watch every few minutes as they drove. They came to a stop after a long twenty minute drive.
"Is this the place?" The driver asked turning in his seat.
He looked out the window to his left to to locate a sign which read 'Sea Top'.
"Yes, this will do."
He stepped out once paying, making his way into the restaurant. He was immediately recognized by the woman standing at the front desk.
"Wait a minute, haven't I seen you before," She asked giving him a closer look. "Oh yes, your the famous detective Mouri."
"That would be me." Kogoro confirmed.
"How may I help you today?"
"I'm actually supposed to meet with someone." Kogoro informed.
"Could you possibly give me a name," She asked. "I could let you know if they've come in yet."
"I'm sorry, but that's confidential."
"I see, you're working with a client," She said. "In that case you can just walk right on in."
"Thank you for your time.. Ms. Sulak." Kogoro said looking down at her name tag.
With that he made his way into the seating area, looking to see many people gathered around the center of the room.
"I wonder what's going on here."
He looked down at his watch to check the time as he made his way to a seat located in the far back.
"This is where he said he'd meat me." Kogoro thought while having a seat.
He kept his attention to those around him, watching as a man with a cap lowered over his eyes walked over and leaned to one of the walls.
"I wonder what that guy is up to?"
It wasn't until that second that he felt the presence of someone standing to the side of him.
"Eri, what are you doing here?" Kogoro asked.
"I could ask you the same thing."
"I'm here to meet with a client," Kogoro answered. "And you?"
"I was invited by Chef Renin to come see the show."
"What show?"
"He and another Chef are supposed to have a little cook out competition."
"That would explain why no one is seated but me."
"I'm going to head to the front for a better view," Eri said turning to walk. "Good luck with your meeting."
He sat back as he continued to wait, giving his watch another look. The same mysterious man from early still stood to the side of the wall. Kogoro ignored him, looking to the other side of the room to see a man in shades and a scarf heading his way.
"Thanks for coming detective." He said having a seat across from him.
"It's good to finally meet you Anguó."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to dive right into it."
"Fine by me," Kogoro said easing in. "So tell me, what has been bothering you?"
"It's my wife," Anguó began. "I believe she's been having an affair."
"And how long do you think this has been going on for?"
He took a few moments to think about it, looking back up once ready to answer.
"I'd say for roughly two months."
"Any idea who this other man may be?"
Anguó nodded, pointing to the front of the room to where everyone else had their eyes focused to.
"His name's Chef Renin."
"Who's the other guy next to him?" Kogoro asked.
"Chef Yuki, he's supposed to be competing with Renin."
"How often do you believe your wife sees him?" Kogoro asked.
"Pretty much everyday."
"What," Kogoro exclaimed. "How so?"
"Because she works here," Anguó informed. "You probably met Bik on your way in."
"Don't tell me your wife is Mrs. Sulak!"
"Bik Sulak to be exact," Anguó said. "And I'm Anguó Sulak."
"We appreciate all your patience," Chef Renin spoke loudly. "We will begin very shortly."
The two of them turned just in time to see her walk into the back room with both Chefs right behind.
"What do you think is going on now?" Kogoro asked.
"They're probably making last minute preparations before they begin."Anguó replied. "So, will you help me find out if she really has been involved with him?"
"Of course," Kogoro answered. "That's what I do."
The two of them sat in wait for a time to come. Bik returned from the back after a good five minutes, making her way back to the front desk. Others made their way in and out through the doors, neither of them really paying attention to this.
"So how do you plan on figuring out this whole thing?" Anguó asked.
"We'll wait for the show to end, then I'll make my move from there."
Minutes passed as they continued to wait. The doors to the kitchen flew wide open as the Chef Yuki came walking out with the push of a table with all the contents hidden under a large blanket.
"Looks like it's show time."
He stopped once reaching the center of the room, giving everyone a warming smile before taking a step forward.
"I'm glad you were all able to come," Chef Yuki said. "I will go first, then we'll all have the luxury of seeing what Mr. Renin has to offer."
"So how does the voting work?" Someone asked.
"That doesn't come until the end," Chef Yuki replied. "Are there anymore questions?"
There was no hands raised, everyone keeping their eyes set to him.
"Then let us begin."
He reached down to grab the blanket, tossing it to the side as everyones eyes shot wide in horror. Many screamed out as they pushed back.
"What's going on?"Anguó questioned.
"Stay here." Kogoro instructed as he jumped from his seat.
He pushed his way through the crowd, arriving to the front to find out what had been hidden behind the blanket. It was none other than Chef Renin, his body laid out to the table.
"It wasn't me!" Chef Yuki said backing away.
"Alright everyone," Kogoro said facing the crowd. "I need everyone to move back, this is now a crime scene."
Kogoro then caught sight of Eri who gave him a look. He didn't know what to think at first, continuing to get everyone to clear the way. Everyone did as instructed except for Eri who walked right up to him.
"What are you doing," Kogoro said becoming impatient. "Can't you see I'm in the middle of getting things settled?"
"I thought you might want to know about the guy tampering with the scene behind you."
"What guy?!" Kogoro yelled as he spun around.
It was none other than him, the man he had seen standing in the corner earlier.
"Hey, what are you doing?!"
"Two cut's to the lower abdomen, one to the back of the neck," He said as he examined the body. "I'd say he died within twenty seconds of the encounter."
"Did you not hear me," Kogoro stomped while coming to a stop directly behind him. "This is a crime scene, and I need everyone to get back which includes you!"
"Sorry about that, I just wanted to give the body a look myself." The capped man said turning to face him.
"Usually people jump back at the sight of a dead body, but you seem rather comfortable," Kogoro stated. "Who are you anyway."
"Dick Grayson." He replied tipping his hat up.
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 43
The Count Down
It was an early start for him that Saturday morning. He traveled around the city to get himself further accustomed to the many locations. His phone rang as he exited from an electronics shop, pulling it to his ear once stopping under a small tree.
"Hey," Dick said answering the call. "What happened yesterday, where'd you disappear to when we got back?"
"Sorry about that," Tim said. "There was something important I needed to attend to."
"No need to apologize, It's not like I lost any sleep or anything like that."
"I figured you wouldn't, or I'd have called to touch base," Tim said. "On another note, are you busy at the moment?"
"Nope, just giving myself a little tour of the city," Dick replied. "Why, did you want me to come over?"
"As a matter a fact I do," Tim said. "How soon can you be here?"
"Stay put, I'll be right over."
With that he slipped the phone back into his pocket. He whistled a low tune on his way there, looking down at his watch which read five after eleven. He was surprised when he arrived to find the two of them standing outside of the apartment complex.
"I didn't know Conan was with you." Dick said stopping in front of the two.
"He came over about an hour ago." Tim informed.
"Why are we meeting down here," Dick asked. "Is there something you guys wanted to show me?"
"There's actually someone we want you to meet." Tim said.
"Let me guess, that doctor friend of yours," Dick said . "Mr. Agasa if I recall."
"Right on both accounts." Conan confirmed.
"How far is this place from here?"
"It's in walking distance, so a cab won't be necessary." Tim replied. "Besides the temperature is mild today."
"That's one good thing," Conan said. "We've had some pretty hot conditions for the past couple days, this is a nice change in pace."
"Careful you two, you wouldn't want to jinx it now would you?"
That was the last mention of the weather. They made their way down one street to the next, Conan pointing out several places Dick was unfamiliar with. This resulted in them becoming a little sidetracked. It wasn't until an hour later that they finally arrived to where they had set out to be.
"We're almost there," Conan said. "It's just down this street."
They could see him standing in the middle of the yard with his eyes aimed to the sky, noticing a large remote in his hands.
"What's he doing?" Tim questioned.
"Your guess is as good as mine." Conan said.
Out of curiosity they to looked up at the sky, watching as a metallic hand grabbed hold of a tennis ball falling down toward them.
"Oh what a surprise," Dr. Agasa said noticing the three. "I was not expecting you boys over."
"What's this you have flying around?" Conan asked as they approached.
"Just a little something I've been working on for quite some time," Hiroshi replied. "It's quite useful when working at a desk, it allows for you to grab anything you may need."
"Interesting stuff doc," Tim said. "Next you'll be telling us about some telekinetic device you put together."
"That's a little far fetched, something that would take years and much research to create."
"Well if anyone is able to do it, I'd put my money on you." Tim said.
"So who is this with you," Hiroshi asked lowering the metallic hand to the grass. "Are you a friend of Timothy?"
"More than that, we're basically family," Tim answered. "We've already told him all about you, so no need for an introduction."
"It's great to have you on our side Dr. Agasa." Dick said.
"Oh I see, you're part of their little operation," Hiroshi said. "So how long have you been here?"
"Just arrived last week," Dick answered. "It's been an interesting one to say the least."
"Where's Haibara," Conan asked. "Is she inside?"
"Yes, she's working with something on the computer," Hiroshi informed. "Would the three of you like to come inside?"
"I don't see why not, we have nowhere else to be at the moment." Tim said.
Dr. Agasa picked the hand up from the ground, the three of them following behind as he walked through the front door.
"With all that's on my mind I almost forgot to ask you your name."
"Grayson, Dick Grayson."
"Well Mr. Grayson, it's good to meet you."
They closed the door behind them once in. Agasa then lead them across the room to where the computer sat.
"Ai, we have a guests who has come to meet you."
It took her a few seconds to respond. After finishing the last of what she was typing Ai took the time to look back to give them her attention.
"Hi, I'm Dick Grayson."
"Pleasure to meet you." Ai said facing the computer once again.
"I'll let the four of you get acquainted," Hiroshi said leaving the room. "I still have a few more tests to run on this thing."
She could hear him moving in from behind as she read over something, deciding she'd put it on hold.
"I take it you're friends with Tim?"
"More like brothers, we're always looking out for each other," Dick confirmed. "Though I must say, I'm really starting to warm up to Conan over here."
"Guess that makes the two of us." Conan said.
"I heard Tim gave you a stuffed animal at some theme park you all went to." Dick said directing his attention back to her. "What did you think of that?"
"It was nice of him." Ai replied.
"Do you cuddle with it at night?" Dick asked with a grin forming.
"What's he up to now?" Tim thought to himself.
Ai didn't respond to his question. The chair slightly moved forward that next second, Ai glimpsing up to see Dick leaning at the side of the chair.
"So, I see you like computers."
".. I suppose I do."
"That's cool, Tim happens to like computers to." Dick informed.
Tim brought a palm to his face with the shake of his head. Conan noticing this couldn't help but giggle. At this point it was obvious what he was trying to do. Tim quickly pressed down to his phone with a plan in mind.
"Oh look, Ran just sent me a message," Tim said. "It looks like she wants us to meet her at the mall."
"That's strange, because this morning I could have sworn that she told me she would be." Conan began only to have Tim put a hand over his mouth.
"Whelp, I guess we better get down there A.S.A.P," Tim said keeping his hand steady. "We all know how much Ran hates waiting."
"That was a little unexpected," Dick said pushing away from the chair. "It was nice meeting you Haibara, we'll be sure to stop by some time."
She watched as the three of them made their way over to the front door, leaving her to the silence of the room like a couple minutes prior.
"I don't know what it was about them, but they're defiantly up to something."
He finally slowed down once they reached the end of the block, waiting for the light to turn red for them to be able to cross the roadway.
"Why are we trying to cross here," Conan asked. "The malls that way."
"We're not going to the mall," Tim said. "I made that whole thing up."
"But I heard your phone ring," Conan said. "If that wasn't Ran who sent you a message then who was it?"
"It was no one," Tim informed. "I simply changed my ring tone in hopes of fooling the two of you."
"Why'd you do that?" Dick asked.
"You should be the last to ask," Tim said. "You were the one trying to instigate something back there."
"Come on Tim, you know I was only trying to have a little fun." Dick said with a smile.
"Yea, at my expense."
"Well you can't blame me, you're just to easy to pick on."
"Shinichi, back me up here will ya?"
"This is between you and him, I don't want any part of it."
"Huh, some sidekick you're turning out to be." Tim mumbled.
"Sidekick," Conan questioned . "Since when was it established that I'm your sidekick?"
"Well.. you have done a good job at following his orders." Dick replied.
"What orders, we're on equal ground here." Conan declared with the turn of his head.
"Nice, you're just as fun to pick on as Tim." Dick said patting him on his shoulder.
"Glad to be able to entertain you." Conan said rolling his eyes.
They walked for minutes to come. It didn't take long for them to realize they had no true sense of where they were going. Dick was the first to come to a stop, Conan and Tim doing the same after seeing him do so.
"Where now are we going?" Dick asked.
"I don't know, I was just following." Conan replied.
"I was under the impression we were burning off time."
"For what," Dick questioned. "I didn't know we were waiting on something."
"The main computer is going through an update, and once it's finished I can give those images a closer look."
"What images?" Conan asked.
"Something Heiji gave me back on my trip to Osaka." Tim replied. "A few close up shots of an incident that occurred."
"I don't see a point to us walking in circles," Conan said. "Let's head back to see if the scan is complete."
"Agreed, we're wasting time that could be used planning our next move." Dick added.
Tim looked at his watch to see it had been three hours since the scan had begun.
"It's had plenty of time to run its course," Tim thought while lowering his arm back to his side. "By the time we arrive the scan should be complete."
Not much was said on their way to the base. They were more focused than they had been all day. The sound of an alarm on the computer could be heard as they entered in through the entrance door. Tim took a seat at the computer chair, immediately shutting off the alarm that beeped loud to their ears.
"What was that all about?" Conan asked.
"Just a notification to let me know the scan is complete." Tim replied.
Dick sat at the other chair from behind, leaning back in relaxation. Conan on the other hand stood at the side of Tim, watching as he went to work on enhancing the photos. The room stayed silent for a good few minutes.
"How much longer until we have clear shots?"
He didn't reply.
"Hey Tim, how long do you think it will take you?"
Conan crossed his arms at his second failed attempt at getting his attention.
"Sorry about that Conan," Dick said. "Tim can become a little mute when it comes to his computers."
"As I can see."
"We'll have to forgive him, he's somewhat of a geek in that regard."
"Oh really," Conan said with a smile falling upon his face. "I always took him more for a nerd."
"Aren't they pretty much the same thing?"
"Point taken."
"Actually, they're not." Tim said looking up from the computer.
Both Conan and Dick looked to him in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Conan asked.
"A geek should not be confused with a nerd," Tim said. "Though similar, both have their distinct differences."
He could feel it within him, holding himself back as best as he could.
"Whatever you say Tim," Dick said laughingly. "They're the same as far as I know."
"A nerd is someone who is highly intelligent, yet very independent," Tim began. "They are considered by most to be loners, not usually very attractive, and tend to only work with those with a similar mind set."
They looked to one another, shocked he was actually giving them a full rundown.
"Geeks on the other hand have high imagination and aren't nearly as distant," Tim continued. "They're extremely advanced when it comes to computers and technology, their devotion to what they do out weighs that of your average ordinary person."
"... Hold on a second," Conan said uncrossing his arms. "You did not just tell us the difference between a geek and a nerd?"
"I actually wasn't finished," Tim informed. "I can break it down even further if you'd like, that's where you have the dorks and dweebs."
Dick couldn't contain himself any longer, shedding out the laughter which he contained inside. Conan did the same in the seconds that passed. Tim rolled his eyes at his two laughing comrades, directing his attention back to the computer screen.
"Is it so hard to have a mature discussion, even if it was for just one time?"
Their laughter came to a stop shortly after. Conan made his way to Dick's side, whispering into his ear once coming to a stop.
"So which one is he?"
"A geek, defiantly a geek." Dick replied.
"Couldn't agree more." Conan said.
They patiently waited for him to finish up with the pictures he had obtained. Every minute that passed seemingly longer than the last. Conan walked forward after hearing the snap of Tim's finger.
"What is it," Conan asked. "Have you finished editing the pictures taken?"
"Yep, everything's a go." Tim confirmed.
"Now we're talking," Conan said. "So what do we have?"
"Most everything here is pictures of the victims at the scene," Tim replied. "But check out the photo at the top right corner."
He enlarged it to where it took up the full screen.
"This is what we really should be looking at," Tim pointed. "Take a good look at that sideways 'w' imprinted on the back of his neck."
Conan pushed up to give it a closer look. It wasn't much but, everything seemed to be slowly coming together.
"That's not a 'w', it's an 'e'," Conan said. "I recognize that typeface, Bauhaus 93."
"Exactly, it's an 'e' that closely resembles a sideways 'w'," Tim said. "According to Heiji, Ryo also had this same marking on the back of his neck."
"What do you think it symbolizes," Conan asked. "If he and Ryo both were Black Yangs it must stand for something."
The two stood in thought for seconds to come, just as clueless as the other.
"Dick, what do you think?" Tim asked looking over at him.
"I'm just as stumped as you two."
"Maybe not." Conan said removing his hands from his pocket. "It's a hunch, but I think I may have an idea."
"An idea huh," Tim said. "Go ahead, I'd like to hear this."
"Do you remember when Heiji and I were captured by Scar Eyes?" Conan asked.
"Scar Eyes... Oh yea now I remember, he's one of the Outworlders," Tim said. "Down at the docks, right?"
Conan nodded in confirmation.
"When we were held captive, Scar Eyes said he was from down west," Conan informed. "Osaka to be exact."
"Where are you going with this?" Tim asked.
"I had Dr. Agasa do a little digging for me shortly after our last encounter with Brutho," Conan said. "Turns out he lives down west himself."
"I see, so you think the Outworlders originated from down that way." Dick said.
"And if what I think those markings represent turn out to be true, that means the Black Yangs are from the east." Conan said.
"In that case the White Tiger could be closer than we think," Tim said. "He could even be somewhere here in Tokyo."
"It's funny how much we can learn in such a short amount of time," Dick said sitting up from the chair. "Now the question becomes, where to start looking."
"We're on a bit of a short leash," Conan said. "We'll need more than tatts and a few bodies if we plan on finding out where he's operating from."
"Which won't be easy." Dick said.
"They're right," Tim thought. "And choosing what to do next won't be easy, especially since we don't have much on this White Tiger or the Black Yangs for that matter."
The three remained silent for a short time, figuring out what their next move would be. Conan leaned against the walls as his phone went off. He pulled it from within his pocket, looking to the others after reading the message.
"I gotta go," Conan said. "Ran needs me back at the house."
"You sure this isn't a ring change?" Dick jokingly asked.
"I assure you this isn't another ring tone change," Conan said turning for the door. "That's Tim's playbook."
"You hear that Tim," Dick said. "You have your own little scheme book now."
"At least I'm not the one who sported pixie boots and underwear for all those years."
"Pixie boots and underwear," Conan questioned while looking back at the two of them. "What was that I heard?"
"Oh it's nothing," Dick said waving his hands back and forth with a smile coming to his face. "Run along now, we'll call you whenever we have any new information."
With that he left the room, the electronic door closing behind shortly after.
"I wonder what that was all about." Conan thought to himself.
To his pleasure the temperature had not risen much from what it had been earlier. He slowly made his way home, taking each step at a time. Once there he darted up the stairs, anxious to find out what it was she had messaged him about. He walked in through the front door to immediately see Ran come out from within her room.
"Sorry I called you away from your friends," Ran apologized. "I'm glad you were able to make it here so quickly."
"It's ok, we can always reschedule for a later time." Conan said.
"So which one do you think I should wear?" Ran asked pulling two different shirts from behind her back.
"The purple one." Conan answered.
"That's exactly what I was thinking." Ran said heading back into her room.
He leaned to the side of the wall as he waited for her to return. Surprisingly it didn't take long for her to do so.
"So how do I look?"
"Perfect," Conan replied. "So what's this all about, are we going somewhere?"
"As a matter a fact we are, I think today is the perfect time for the three of us to go out," Ran confirmed. "You didn't say anything to him, did you?"
"Of course not," Conan replied. "Where is he, I didn't see him in the office on my way up."
"I spoke with him over the phone about thirty minutes ago," Ran said. "He should be here any minute now."
Within a couple seconds they could hear the door to the office room slam shut.
"Sounds like he's home." Conan said.
"Stay here," Ran instructed. "I'm going to go check on him."
"I wonder what has him so heated." Conan thought.
Everything had remained consistently busy throughout the day up until sun down. He sat in the darkness of his office, the trail of the days events looming on his mind. A soft knock came from the other side of the door.
"Come in, the doors unlocked."
The door slowly slid open in the following seconds.
"It's so dark in here Megure," Miwako said entering. "Why do you have the lights off?"
"I needed some time to think, and that was the best way to help me do so," Juzo replied. "So what is it you want to speak to me about?"
"It's about the latest case involving another dead officer," Miwako answered. "I thought now would be a good time to go over the latest details."
"Sounds good to me," Juzo said. "Have they diagnosed a cause of death?"
"Death by drowning is what has been recorded."
Miwako turned at the sudden sound of someone running in from behind.
"Sorry I'm late Inspector Megure," Wataru said catching his breath. "You wanted to talk to me about something?"
"Sato could you give the two of us a minute," Juzo asked. "We won't be long."
"Yes sir."
He waited for her to leave, sitting up in his chair once she did.
"What is it you wanted to talk to me about?" Wataru asked.
"Tell me Takagi, how have you been feeling for these past few weeks?"
"How have I been feeling," Wataru questioned. "What do you mean by that?"
"You know you're one of my most trusted men, right?"
"Of course," Wataru said walking toward him. "What's wrong, is there something important you need to tell me?"
"Yes, and I also need you to keep a secret."
"A secret... what kind of secret?"
The door to the room flew shut from behind, causing him to jump. It was pitch dark for the first few seconds before the lights turned on.
"Takagi, there's someone I want you to meet." Juzo pointed.
He turned around, and there he was, standing with his back leaned against the door.
"It's great to finally meet you, Officer Takagi."
"I'm sure you recognize him," Juzo said standing from his chair. "His names Red Robin."
"But Inspector," Wataru said looking back at him. "Why, I don't understand."
"He's not what you think," Juzo said. "Red Robin may not be a lawman but he's defiantly on our side, him saving my life is sealed proof of that."
"He saved your life," Wataru questioned. "Now I'm a little confused."
"Try not to be," Red Robin said stepping up to him. "We'll explain the best way we can."
"So you're not a killer or thief?" Wataru asked.
"Correct, I'm neither of those things," Red Robin replied. "All I want is to put a stop to these recent ongoing activities."
"You mean the random killings of the many police officers?"
He nodded.
"There's more to it than that, but that's on the surface of it all." Red Robin said. "Inspector, about what time was it when the latest body was discovered."
"Earlier this evening around 6 PM behind a restaurant," Juzo informed. "Death has been declared by drowning, a water hose was found near the body."
"Someone must have forced it into their throat," Red Robin said. "What a way to go."
"There was also a slash mark on the chest area," Juzo added. "At this point we can assume it's the killers signature."
"Was a message left at the scene as well?"
"No, but the killer did leave another note behind," Juzo said. "This time with the number nine attached."
Red Robin stood back in silence, absorbing in all they knew. Megure walked up to his side after a few passing moments.
"What are you thinking?" Juzo asked.
"The numbers," Red Robin replied. "I can't help but think they represent some kind of count down."
"A count down," Juzo questioned. "For what?"
"Don't know yet," Red Robin answered. "Then we have the change in the culprit's method of killing, the water hose may in fact be a hint at what's to come."
"Great thinking," Juzo commented. "I'll have my men work that angle."
"Good, because we need to try and be prepared for whatever this guy may have planned."
"So why me," Wataru asked coming back into the picture. "Out of all the others, why choose me to help you?"
"It was actually between you and two others," Megure informed. "After I gave him a description on the three of you, he chose you out of the select few."
"Let's hope I made the right choice," Red Robin said turning for the window. "Give him a complete rundown Inspector, I'll be seeing the two of you in the next few days."
"Leaving so soon?" Juzo asked.
"Crime never takes a break, and I have somewhere I need to be."
They watched as he leaped out of the window, leaving them to the quietness of the room.
Red Robin swinged to a building nearby where he awaited, landing right at the side of him.
"How'd it go in there?"
"He had questions just as we thought," Red Robin replied. "But I think once it sinks in he'll make for a valuable ally."
"So when are you going to introduce me?"
"I didn't think bringing Takagi into the fold and introducing you all in the same night would have flowed very well," Red Robin said. "But come our next meeting Nightwing shall attend."
"Sounds good, but I still feel you should have chosen Officer Sato out of the three," Nightwing said. "I heard the girl has some pretty spiffy moves."
"That or you just find her attractive."
"And you don't?"
"I'm heading back to the base," Red Robin said reaching for his grappler. "I want to look over those images once more, I'll see you tomorrow."
"See you then." Nightwing said watching as he swung off into the night.
He had slept through most of the night without any complications. It wasn't until around nine the next morning that someone called, awaking him from his deep sleep. He rolled out of bed to find his phone laying on the ground.
"I wonder who could be calling at this time." Conan said reaching down and pulling it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"I'm glad you picked up."
"Oh hey Haibara," Conan said. "What promoted you to call?"
"It's about yesterday," Ai replied. "Your friends were acting rather strange."
"Don't pay them any mind," Conan said. "They can be a little outgoing when they're together."
"And if that wasn't enough, Mr. Grayson just showed up here about fifteen minutes ago." Ai informed.
"Did he now," Conan said. "What's he doing there?"
"He and Agasa took off in the car to go somewhere," Ai replied. "He said they wouldn't be long."
"Maybe Dick's just interested in his line of work," Conan said. "He seemed pretty thrilled after seeing Agasa's flying hand yesterday."
"Be careful Shinichi, there's something suspicious about those Gotham boys."
He could hear his name being called from the other room as he sat on the side of the bed.
"I'm going to have to call you back," Conan said. "Ran's calling me."
"Well, get back to me as soon as you can."
"Will do Haibara."
After hanging up Conan walked over to the dresser to find something to wear for the day. Once dressed he placed a cap on the top of his head, making his way out. He looked to find Ran chatting with Tim near the front entrance.
"There you are," Ran said turning his way. "What took you so long?"
"I was getting dressed." Conan answered.
"Ran told me about what happened yesterday," Tim said. "I'm sorry about your planned day being put on hold, those killings must have really put him on edge."
"No worries, we plan on trying again tomorrow." Ran said.
"Why not today?" Conan asked.
"Tim's already asked for our company today." Ran replied.
"So what are we going to do?" Conan asked looking up at him.
"Why ruin the surprise," Tim said opening the door. "You'll find out in a few hours, in the mean time there's something I need to talk to you about."
"What do you need to talk to him about?" Ran asked.
"Guy talk," Tim replied. "Come on Conan."
Conan followed him out through the front door. Ran watched them from the top of the stairs as they headed out.
"We'll be back no later than an hour." Tim said.
"I'll be waiting." Ran said. "And don't you be taking him anywhere someone his age shouldn't be."
"Your request has been well noted."
"That's all I needed to hear." Ran said as she closed the door.
Conan looked up at Tim as they continued to walk, resting his hands into the comfort of his pocket.
"What is it you want to talk about?" Conan asked.
"Not here," Tim replied. "We'll talk as soon as we get there."
"There," Conan thought. "Where is he taking me?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 42
The Unexpected
The Detective Prince
Chapter 42
The Unexpected
All was rested on the mind, drifting away into a deep sleep with each passing second. It ringed clear to his ear, startling him ever so slightly. He tiresly looked to his side, reaching over and grabbing the phone while rolling onto his back.
"Hello." Conan softly spoke.
"Thank goodness you answered, I have a favor to ask."
"Tim, is that you," Conan asked sitting up in bed. "Why did your number ring up as unknown?"
"Never mind that," Red Robin said. "Where are you now?"
"Trying to get some sleep," Conan replied with a yawn. "What took you so long to call anyway?"
"Been busy."
"How's Sonoko doing?" Conan asked with a tone change in his voice.
"I don't even have time to go there," Red Robin said. "What I need is for you to head to the base, I'm in a bit of a situation."
"How does me going to the base help you?"
"Just do it, times running short."
"Sounds like you've really put yourself in a hole this time," Conan said removing the sheets from over himself. "I'm on my way now."
He dropped down from the bed, finding a pair of clothes to slip into before opening the door. All the lights were off in the next room, the TV being the only source of light.
"We have a little problem." Conan whispered.
"What's wrong?"
"Ran hasn't gone to her room yet." Conan replied.
"Is she awake?"
Conan gave her a long hard look, watching as her head slightly repositioned from where it lay to the table.
"I'd say she's half way out." Conan finally answered.
"Good, you should be able to sneak right past."
"What if she wakes up?" Conan questioned.
"Then shoot her with your stun gun," Red Robin replied. "That will assure she stays put."
"Are you insane?!" Conan said raising his voice just a tad.
"Relax, I was only kidding," Red Robin said laughingly. "Call me back when you get there, gotta go."
"That was not funny." Conan said ending the transition.
With that he put the phone into his pocket, quietly making his way toward the front door. He stopped at the sudden shift of her left hand, waiting a few extra before continuing on. Once clear he slowly turned the knob to the door, taking a deep breath as he stepped out in success.
"That was close," Conan said closing the door behind. "I thought for sure she was going to awake."
He paced himself on the way down the stairs, not wanting to alarm anyone of his departure.
The sound of the doors plowing open to the floor below could be heard, the two of them knowing they were coming their way.
"Who was that you were talking with?"
"Another friend," Red Robin replied. "We don't have much time, is there another way out besides back tracking from where we came?"
"Each temple has a few hidden rooms, but I'm afraid I can't pin point any of them," Makoto replied. "That was something Sensei Karu always kept to himself."
"Guess that leaves us with only one way out."
There was nowhere to hide, and running up to the next floor would only delay what they knew what they had to do.
"Are you ready?"
"Let's make this quick." Red Robin replied pulling out his staff.
The sound of them running got louder with each passing second, both standing ready as the armed men came barging into the room. They all were dressed in casual clothing, each carrying a different type of firearm.
"Looks like we've got ourselves a little company." One of them said flashing a light over.
"This must be the Grandmaster we heard so much about," Another said pointing a gun his way. "All that karate stuff don't mean nothing, if you can't dodge a bullet."
Confused by their statement, Makoto looked at his side to find Red Robin was nowhere to be seen.
"Whatever he's planning, he better make it quick."
"So what do you say," He remarked approaching with his finger to the trigger. "Think you can dodge a bullet."
"What do you think?" Makoto asked playing along.
"I think if you don't hand over the Gueto we're going to have test that out."
"Never heard of it."
"So now you want to play the smart guy, bad move," He said pointing the gun at his head. "Wanna try again?"
Makoto responded using his instincts, knocking the weapon from his hand while flipping him to the ground. This was the perfect opportunity, the moment. He dropped down from the ceiling with the toss of a few birdrangs, knocking away a few of their weapons.
"Fire!!"
Makoto and Red Robin both jumped to separate sides of the room, figuring out what their next move was going to be.
"Five of them are still armed, gotta take them down before the others can get back to their weapons."
He leaped forward with the extention of his staff, Makoto with a fast approach on the other side to keep their eyes busy at who to choose. This resulted in slight hesitation, working into their advantage. Makoto landed a cold strike to the neck, glimpsing over at Red Robin who took two more down with a powerful spinning jump kick.
"Enough, kill the masked man first then we'll worry about the..!" He yelled receiving a smashing blow to the skull.
Red Robin then swung his staff just past Makoto's face, knocking two more of the gunmen to the ground.
"Move, now!" Red Robin instructed throwing a smoke bomb toward the ground.
Makoto followed close at his side, the two of them taking this time to head to the next floor. Neither looked back as they made their way up, already planning their next move.
"Why are we running," Makoto questioned. "We had the advantage."
"Three of them got ahold of their guns, don't think I could have disarmed them quick enough," Red Robin stated. "And with you not having any kind of protective armor I didn't want to risk it."
They came to a stop once reaching the next room, tightly closing and locking the door.
"That should slow them down."
"But for how long?" Makoto questioned.
The two of them jumped, startled at the sound of something crashing through the window from behind. They turned around to see him flip to his feet.
"Air glider, never leave home without it."
"Nightwing," Red Robin said pleased to see him. "Didn't expect you to arrive so fast."
"Have I missed anything," Nightwing asked walking over. "And who is this with you, I thought you were alone."
"His names Makoto Kyogoku," Red Robin replied. "A very formidable martial artists."
"So I take it you two know each other." Makoto said looking from one to the other.
A loud slam could be heard from the other side of the door, followed by another.
"Looks like they're back for more." Red Robin said.
"How many are we talking?" Nightwing asked.
"There was eleven when we began," Makoto informed. "Red Robin and I were able to take a few of them down, there's no telling how many of them are still active."
"Let's keep moving," Red Robin said. "We still have to buy a little more time."
"You have a plan?" Nightwing asked.
"Kind of," Red Robin replied directing his attention to Makoto. "How many more floors until we reach the top?"
"Exactly two more."
"Then let's hurry, I don't think that doors going to hold up much longer."
Once again they ran to the next floor, locking it on their way to the final level. The last room was different than the others, several weapons could be found strapped across the wall. This ranged from swords to unique designed shurikens. Most decorating of all was the painting of the sky that filled the ceiling.
"Where are we?" Nightwing questioned.
"The armory," Makoto replied grabbing hold of a table next to the wall. "Help me lift this to put over the door."
"Good idea, that should buy us a little extra needed time." Nightwing said in compliance.
With the strength of the two of them combined, they stashed the table in front of the door, taking a step back after it was securely in place. They could hear them bagging on the door on the floor below, time running short with each passing second.
"So what's the plan?" Nightwing asked looking at Red Robin who leaned up against wall.
He didn't reply, keeping his sights set to the ground. Makoto and Nightwing looked at one another, a little taken back by this.
"I thought you said you had a plan."
"I do," Red Robin said. "I'm just waiting for the call."
"What call," Nightwing questioned. "We don't have time to just sit around."
"Trust me," Red Robin said. "If all goes well we'll have all that we need to take control of the situation."
"How do we know that?" Makoto asked.
"I planted a little something to one of the walls on the second floor," Red Robin replied. "It's signal is linked to my computer."
"How does that help us," Makoto asked. "Your computer isn't even here."
"Kudo better hurry, the times ticking."
The sound of them breaking into the room below could be heard, listening on as they trotted along up the stairs.
"We're down to our last line of defense," Nightwing said. "I think it's time we had a change in strategy."
"What did you have in mind?" Makoto asked.
"I'm still working on that." Nightwing replied looking around the room.
Whatever they were to do had to be fast, they were closing in with every moment that past. The standing armor in the back corner of the room caught his attention. Could it be used as a distraction? It sparked much tension in the room, the sound of them hitting to the other side of the door.
"Whatever it is you have planned, nows the time to let us in on it," Makoto said. "They're here."
All it took was a few good hits, plowing the door open with the use of their weapons. They kicked the table to the side while entering the room, the shadowed figure being the first thing coming to their attention.
"There he is!!"
They opened fire on the spot, only taking them a few seconds to realize what they were shooting at.
"It's a decoy," One said looking to the falling armor.
"And to think you fellas fell for it." Nightwing said jumping down to trip two of them to the ground.
"Who's this guy, I thought there was only two of them!"
"No matter," Another said. "They will all share the same fate."
Makoto yanked a boomerang from the wall from where he stood, slinging it over to successfully disarm three men. Red Robin finished up the assault by whacking the three of them to the ground.
"That leaves five more."
"Kyogoku think fast." Nightwing said tossing something his way.
Makoto caught it into his hand, watching as a gas surfaced in the following seconds. He placed the mask onto his face to keep from breathing in whatever was in the air, watching as Nightwing and Red Robin finished off the remaining gunmen. It didn't take long for the gas to clear the room, the three of them removing the gas masks.
"What was that?" Makoto asked.
"Tear gas," Nightwing replied. "I'd say it did the trick."
The sound of something driving near could be heard from outside the window. Curious to see what it was, the three walked over to have a look.
"Looks like we have some more company." Makoto said.
"And they're driving the same types of trucks as the other guys did." Red Robin added.
"Four trucks in all," Nightwing said counting them off. "There's no telling how many of them there are."
"Makes you wonder what's so important about that diamond." Makoto said.
It couldn't have happened at a more opportune time, hearing the codec ring in his cowl.
"Good timing, didn't expect you there so quick."
"I used my turbo enhanced skateboard," Conan informed. "What is it you wanted me to do?"
"Are you on the computer?"
"Can't get in," Conan said. "It requires a password."
"You already know the password."
"No I don't."
"Oh yes you do."
A few seconds was all that it took, remembering exactly what it was.
"Ok, I'm in," Conan said. "Now what?"
"There should be an alert on the side of the screen," Red Robin said. "I need you to click on it."
Conan did as instructed, watching as a layout of some kind came onto the screen.
"What is this?"
"The red dot you can see is me," Red Robin said. "We're in a bit of a situation."
"What do you want me to do?"
"We need another way out," Red Robin informed. "Makoto said this place has a few hidden rooms, is there possibly one nearby?"
"Makoto," Conan question. "You mean to tell me you're with Makoto Kyogoku?"
"It's a long story."
He took a few moments to make sense of it all, this wasn't a type of blueprint he was used to dealing with.
"Try pushing down on the wall to the left of you," Conan said. "From the readings I'm getting it looks like it's hallow, a little passage way which should take you to the roof."
"Thanks Shinichi, we'll give it a go."
Once finished he looked back at the others who still had their sights set out the window. He made his way over to see what the situation was, glimpsing down to see the newcomers loading up on ammunition.
"There's thirty in all." Nightwing informed.
"Good thing is we don't have to engage them," Red Robin said. "If we head to the roof we could make our way to the top of one of the other temples."
"This window is much to small," Makoto said. "How do you propose we get to the roof from here?"
"Through that wall." Red Robin pointed.
It streamed loud from the distance, the three of them ducking down at the sound of shots being fired.
"You think they saw us?" Makoto asked.
"Not sure," Nightwing replied. "Sounded like the shots were fired from a good distance away."
Everything became dead silent after several rounds were fired, the three of them slowly peaking up to have a look. What they saw left them stunned, the bodies of all thirty men laid out to the ground, motionless. They couldn't find words to express what to feel, Red Robin catching sight of someone kneeling on a large hill afar. Using his cowl he zoomed in, receiving a thumbs up by the shooter who held the rifle tightly at his side.
"No... it can't be."
"What's wrong?" Nightwing asked noticing the disturbance on his face.
"It was him," Red Robin said looking directly into his eyes. "It was Deadshot."
"Deadshot," Nightwing questioned looking to the far distance. "..I don't see anyone."
Red Robin brought his attention back to the hill as well, he was gone. A small emptiness came over him, feeling as if it had all been some kind of allusion. And just like so many other nights, more questions were left than answers. What was so important about the diamond? Why had Deadshot killed those men, was it in attempt to aid them?
"What happens from here?" Makoto asked.
"You stay here and call the police," Nightwing replied. "I think they better come down and have a look at all of this."
"Of course."
"When they arrive just tell them you came across this whole mess," Nightwing said. "The truth might be a little too much for them to handle at this point."
"What about the two of you?"
"The night's young, and we still have a lot of work to do," Nightwing replied. "We'll be sure to find you if we need anything."
Makoto nodded, standing aside as the two made their way out. He took a step forward, something that had been on his mind since the journey here.
"Wait, back there you didn't give it your all, did you?"
He stopped in his tracks, looking back at him for a last time.
"What do you mean?"
"Back on the roof," Makoto continued. "You weren't trying against me."
"Of course not," Red Robin said with a smile. "We're on the same side."
"I want you to promise me two things." Makoto said.
"And what might that be?"
"That diamond given to you is important to my Sensei, be sure you take good care of it,"
"Like I said before, I'll have it back to you as soon as this is all over."
"And next time we meet... don't hold back."
Red Robin nodded.
"I'll give you my best," Red Robin said turning to walk once more. "Until then, Kyogoku."
He had done just as planned, telling the police what he had come upon arriving to Royal Mountain. It was the story to the front page that next morning, most news channels covering it as well. They had accomplished what they had set out to do, meeting at the forest like they had the previous day.
"Glad I was able to help."
"And we were happy to have your assistance Heiji." Dick said in response.
"The train back to Tokyo leaves in about an hour," Tim said looking at his watch. "What of yours?"
"Don't have to head to the station for at least for another two," Heiji replied. "The train to Osaka doesn't depart until four."
"Hopefully we'll see you again, and soon." Dick said.
"You can count on it," Heiji said. "Give everyone my best."
"We will," Tim said. "You be sure to do the same."
With that they parted ways. They made it to the train station within the next thirty, Dick tapping him on the shoulder as they made their way down to the waiting area.
"It's going to be a long ride back, that should give us plenty of time to really catch up on some things."
"Is this before or after I'm done getting scolded?" Tim asked.
"What are you talking about," Dick asked with a laugh. "Why would I scold you?"
"I wasn't referring to you."
They touched down from the last step, everything becoming clear after seeing her sitting to one of the benches. She immediately noticed them, glaring as they approached.
"Oh I see," Dick said giving him a nudge. "Isn't that, that girl you have a few classes with?"
"Yep."
"Didn't know you brought her along," Dick said. "She looks peeved, did you do something to make her angry?"
"Yep."
Not another word was spoken, bracing himself for what she was going to say.
"So this is why you didn't show up last night," Sonoko said standing up to him. "You have a good time with big brother?"
"Look, I'm sorry," Tim explained. "The meeting turned out to be a lot longer than I thought."
"Why do I get the feeling there was no meeting," Sonoko questioned while looking to Dick. "Were you there as well?"
"I had no knowledge of any kind of meeting." Dick replied not wanting to get involved.
Tim gulped, knowing this wasn't going to end well. She continued to mouth him off all the way up until they boarded, Tim taking a seat to the far back just like any other time. Dick sat directly across, reading the paper he had received earlier that morning.
"And to make matters worse, Makoto had to leave the party to attend a meeting as well," Sonoko ravaged on. "What's up with you boys and your meetings anyway, I swear that trend of excuse has risen in the past month."
"I'm sure it was important," Tim said. "Kyogoku not the kind of guy who just leaves unless it's important."
"Or it's the fact he's been talking with you too much," Sonoko declared. "Who's to say the two of you didn't go out for a little guy time?"
"We'd never do that." Tim said.
"I'm done talking with you on the matter," Sonoko said turning away. "I'll just sit with him, he couldn't possibly be as annoying as you."
Dick kept steady from where he sat, keeping his eyes focused on the paper with a flip of the page. Sonoko sat at the seat directly next to him, doing the best she could to calm her nerves.
"Hope you don't mind a little company."
"Not at all," Dick said looking up from the paper. "Sorry about Tim giving you such a hard time, he has a hard time communicating with others in certain situations."
"Why's that?"
"Good question," Dick said. "But let's not talk about that."
"Ok, then what would you like to talk about?"
"How about you," Dick said. "Why don't you tell me a little about yourself, what do you like to do?"
He could hear the mention of his name from time to time as they talked, slouching back into his seat with the shake of his head.
"Why is it I'm always made out to be the bad guy?" Tim thought with the close of his eyes.
The train took off shortly after. He listened to the wheels pouncing down on the track, feeling himself fading throughout the hour. He had kept to himself for most of the ride, occasionally glimpsing out the window to view the scenery. They arrived back in Tokyo hours later, finding the sky to be darkened by the clouds that populated it. He had managed to slip away as they talked without either noticing, locating a bus stop which happened to be across the street from where he was.
"I might get an ear full later for doing this, but I think I've had enough excitement for one trip."
He remained silent throughout the bus ride, reaching his destination after a good twenty minutes. The clouds continued to darken as he walked through the forest, stopping once coming upon the hidden base to the ground. He jumped in with the top closing overhead, walking over with the entrance door sliding open.
"What are you doing here?" Tim asked in surprise.
Conan laid back in the chair with his hands rested behind his head, a striking proud look on his face.
"Oh hey Tim," Conan said looking his way. "Didn't expect you here so quick, thought you'd go to your apartment first."
"That did cross my mind, but decided to come here first," Tim said. "I assume Heiji called and told you I was on my way back, but what are you doing here?"
"Playing a little online chess." Conan said with a sinister look and rub of his hands.
"Ok, now that was just creepy," Tim said coming to his side. "Who are you playing anyway?"
"Someone challenged me from your friends list," Conan informed. "I've won three straight, and it's about to be four.... he has no way out."
They waited for the next move to be made, each second more intense then the last. An instant message appeared to the screen, Both looking at what it said. "get a life outside the comp, u cheating spiky haired hacking no good geeking newb." With that the username dropped from the side of the screen. Conan crossed his arms with Tim laughing out to the side of him.
"What a sore loser," Conan pouted. "And to top it off, I don't even get my well earned points."
"At least you didn't lose," Tim said continuing to laugh. "I wouldn't have heard the end of it."
"Who was it I was playing?" Conan asked.
"A really good friend of mine, Bart Allen," Tim replied. "He probably thought you were me."
"I see he's not much of a fan when it comes to losing," Conan said. "But then who is?"
"Good point," Tim said. "I'm pretty sure you didn't come looking for a game of chess, so what brought you here?"
Conan leaned up in the seat, tossing an article in the paper up to him. Tim gave it a quick read, looking down at Conan once finished.
"The city plans to auction off a rare black pearl, what does this have to do with anything?"
"Nakamori Ginzo has been present up at the station for the past few day." Conan informed.
"Nakamori..," Tim questioned. "I've heard that name somewhere."
"Of course you have, that's Aoko's last name," Conan reminded. "And Ginzo is her father, who just happens to be one of the top guys trying to trap and capture Kaitou Kid."
"I see," Tim said. "So you think this whole pearl bit is to try and spring him out?"
"Not just him, but probably you as well," Conan said. "With the speculation of you two working together it's not to far fetched that they may be hoping to catch you both."
"Two birds with one stone."
"You'd better let Dick know as well, I'm almost positive they have increased security throughout the city."
"Nice little deduction Shinichi, I'm impressed," Tim complimented. "Speaking of which, I'm due to have another meeting with Megure pretty soon here."
"Not to turn gears or anything, but I'm still wondering about your trip to Fukuoka," Conan said. "I had no idea Makoto was going to be there."
"It's a long story."
"Does he know you and Red Robin are one in the same?"
"No, he has no knowledge of that," Tim replied. "Believe it or not, teaming with Kyogoku wasn't the most surprising thing to occur."
"Can't wait to hear this."
"Deadshot was there," Tim informed. "He killed a group of men we got in a little scuffle with."
"You mean at the Royal Mountain," Conan asked flipping through the paper once more. "I read about it this morning, so he was the one to kill those thirty men?"
"That right, but how he was able to find us and why he helped is still a mystery in itself."
Conan dropped down, kicking the soccer ball that lay to the side of the chair into his arms.
"Where's Dick," Conan asked. "I thought he'd be with you."
"Let's just say he was a little occupied when we arrived back," Tim replied. "I'm sure we'll see him tomorrow some time."
"Occupied, what do you mean?"
"We'll save that for another time," Tim said patting him on the shoulder. "I have some things I need to do, but we'll hook up some time tomorrow."
He nodded, heading for the exit while balancing the ball from one foot to the other. It came storming back to him, remembering a certain suggestion he had to make.
"Oh, and Tim," Conan said turning back. "One last thing."
"What is it?"
"About that password... you really need to change it."
"Is that all?"
"No other complaints." Conan replied.
"I'll keep that in mind."
Conan smiled at this, walking out while continuing to juggle the ball through the air.
"I love that password."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 41
Undercover Alliance
"Now what, I'm a sitting duck."
There was no other way out, frozen to where he stood. Several scenarios went through his mind as the entrance door flew wide, watching as they raised and pointed their weapons to all sides of the room. He was unable to move, unsure how they'd respond at any attempt of doing so. The sound of a window shattering from behind caused him to budge just slightly, feeling himself taken to the ground as the first shots were fired. It was no surprise when he turned to see who had taken him to the ground.
"Stay down."
Heiji did as instructed, rolling onto his stomach to see Freil taking cover behind a chair. Many screamed as the shooting escalated, all rifles quickly aiming at him.
"Who is this guy?!" One yelled finding his shots missing wide.
"It must be Red Robin, make sure he doesn't escape," Another replied pulling down to the trigger to lose sight of him. "Where'd he go?"
"There's no Red Robin here folks," Dick said touching down behind the two. "The names Nightwing."
They immediately spun around only to be kicked to the ground. The three remaining men took aim once more, having their guns knocked from their hands with the use of his escrima sticks.
"Are we done yet," Nightwing asked. "Or would you boys like to dance some more?"
"What in the hell are you doing here," One of them spat. "This has nothing to do with you."
"I'm sorry, was I interrupting something?" Nightwing asked tauntingly.
"Yea, and you're going to wish you hadn't."
"Well, better make it fast," Nightwing informed. "The police station is just up the block, I can hear the sirens heading our way already."
They became hesitant, looking to one another. The police sirens became louder with each passing second, everyone on the ground keeping their positions. It didn't take long for them to give in, running for the door with the grab of their weapons.
"The times ticking freak," One of them yelled as they ran. "You haven't seen the last of us, that's a guarantee!"
They made it back into their vehicles in a quick fashion, speeding off right on the spot. Heiji slowly pushed to his knees, watching as Nightwing slammed a pair of smoke bombs to the ground. He inhaled some of what came his way, feeling the muscles tense up to the chest, his eyes lingering with a burning sensation. He coughed out with the grip of his chest, feeling himself lifted from the ground.
No action had been taken yet, both waiting for the other to make the first move. He took a step away from the body, keeping eye connection with him the whole way.
"You have to believe me, I'm not the one who did this."
"So you just happened to be swooping by and saw the body laying here," Makoto said not giving in one bit. "Now the question becomes, what you did with the other body."
"Other body," Red Robin questioned. "There was someone else up here?"
"Don't play the lost lamb, you know what I'm talking about."
"You misunderstand, I came up here after hearing a few gun shots fired." Red Robin said.
"Lucky you, being in right place at the right time to hear all of this," Makoto said undoing his tie. "Between this and running from the police, you've given me little to believe anything you say."
"He has a point," Red Robin thought. "And there's nothing I can say to change his mind, gotta think fast, his patience with me is dwindling with every passing second."
He stood firm as Makoto approached, running out of ideas to weather down the situation.
"You have one last chance," Makoto said stopping just inches away. "Turn yourself in, it's the only rationale thing to do."
"Not happening."
"Then you leave me with no choice," Makoto said rolling up his sleeves. "I'll have to take you in myself."
"Good luck with that." Red Robin said taking a fierce kick to the chest which caused him to lose his footing.
"Woh, this guys quick," Red Robin thought readying himself for combat. "Gotta be on my toes, there's no telling what I'm in for."
Makoto followed up with a quick jab at the head as a distraction, landing a punishing knee to the gut. He finished his assault with a power roundhouse kick to the head, sending him to the ground in success. He popped right up only to have Kyogoku jump at him with the wrap of his legs around his neck, taking them both to the ground this time. Makoto instantly flipped back to his feet, taking into his stance once again. He laid there for a few moments longer, feeling the head aching affects of landing face first to the ground.
"...Ok, now that was just embarrassing," Red Robin said slowly pushing up. "Guess I underestimated him just a bit, that's not going to happen again."
"Are we done yet?" Makoto asked.
"Not a chance."
"Have it your way, but I'd advice against continuing this fight for your sake."
"Then let's not," Red Robin said. "We could figure out what happened to this woman, together."
"Enough," Makoto said launching forward. "I will not be deceived by your continuous denial of having any involvement."
Red Robin unleashed a damaging uppercut on contact, sending him flying to the ground. Makoto landed to his right hand, swinging a kick at Red Robin who dodged it with a backward jump.
"Wow he's got some extreme balance, I'm impressed."
With his left hand touching down as well, he flipped right back into action.
"I don't think words are going to shift his mind," Red Robin thought to himself. "But I think I know what might just do the trick."
Makoto continued his pursuit, engaging him once more. They continued to exchange hits, feeling the advantage slipping his way the longer it went on.
"He's falling back," Makoto thought as they neared the edge of the roof. "I've got him right where I want him."
He elbowed him to the side of the jaw keeping him on his backward decline. The opportunity had finally risen. Makoto leaped forward with a clean kick to his chest plate, sending him flying off the side. He tried to grab his cape but missed, feeling a cold emptiness come over him.
"That wasn't supposed to happen." Makoto said racing toward the ledge.
He looked down below to the streets, there was no sign of him, where had he gone?
"Boo."
Makoto spun around to see the grin on his face. Stunned within the moment, he was kicked from the roof himself, feeling the air glide through his hair the whole way down.
It didn't take long for the airway in his lungs to clear, standing to his feet on the rooftop they found themselves upon.
"What kind of smoke bombs did you unleash back there," Heiji asked bringing a hand to his still burning eyes. "Don't see why you didn't just leave me behind, those guys were taking off anyway."
"The police were coming, didn't want you to have to get questioned about the whole thing," Nightwing replied. "Besides, I'm almost positive Freil and his business buddy had no plans on sticking around either."
"What were those gunmen doing there anyway?"
"An obvious hit, I doubt they came to steal a platter of donuts," Dick said. "Tossed a tracer on one of their trucks on the way in."
"Nice going Grayson, now we'll be able to track them," Heiji commented. "What about Freil, who knows when they'll reschedule their little meeting to give us a chance at exposing them."
"Who knows, but I did manage to get a shot of the paper work Freil was looking over," Nightwing informed pointing to a mini wrist camera. "Slid this on earlier, looks like it came in handy."
"I'd say so."
"I'll analyze the footage a little later," Nightwing said. "But first I think we should give Tim a call, I'm sure he'd like an update."
"Already ahead of you," Heiji said reaching into his pocket. "I'll tell him everything he needs to know."
Things didn't happen as he'd planned, closing his eyes at the sight of the sidewalk just a couple yards away. He gasped out, feeling something wrap aroud his left ankle which caused him to stop in mid air. It took him a few seconds to realize he was being reeled back to the roof, looking into his eyes once in view.
"I see you're not much of a free faller." Red Robin said keeping a grip to the hook line.
"You kept me from reaching the roadway, why?" Makoto asked.
"Not to beat on the same door we've been through already," Red Robin replied. "But we're on the same side."
"How do I know that for sure?"
"Well for one, I stopped you from hitting turf," Red Robin began. "And two, I could still drop you if I wanted."
He hung in place for a few seconds longer, paying some mind to the situation as a whole. What he had said made sense, if he truly wasn't on his side he could have let him fall to his death.
"So what do you say," Red Robin asked in a calming matter. "Is it possible for us to see eye to eye?"
Makoto gave it one last thought, nodding in return. He pulled him back onto the roof, both men looking at the other for the first passing seconds.
"Who are you exactly?" Makoto asked.
"Red Robin."
"I know that," Makoto stated. "I was referring more on the lines of what you do."
"That's a complex question, something I don't have much time to answer," Red Robin said. "Finding out what happened to this woman is my main concern."
"Is this the way you found her." Makoto asked as the two approached the body.
He nodded in response, kneeling down to further examine the body. There was a red mark upon her upper right shoulder, something he had not taken notice of earlier. Sitting a few feet away laid a phone, Red Robin reaching over to see who her last call was to.
"She tried reaching the police before her death, that means they could be here any minute now," Red Robin thought. "And what about that mark on her shoulder, how did that get there?"
Makoto stood at the side of him, tapping his left shoulder to gain his attention.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"You said something about someone else being up here with her," Red Robin said. "Could you give me a description of what they looked like?"
"Of course," Makoto replied recalling what he saw. "She had short black hair, wearing some stylish green dress with a pair of tan high heels."
"Nice color configuration," Red Robin side commented. "What about her eyes, did you get a good look at them?"
"Wasn't really paying attention to that," Makoto admitted. "But if memory serves, I'd say she had dark brown eyes."
"Typical enough." Red Robin thought.
He stood back to his feet, looking downward as he walked from one end of the roof to the other. This was repeated an additional two times. Makoto didn't know what to think of this, waiting for him to finish whatever it was he was doing.
"Kyogoku, did you happen to see if she was carrying anything," Red Robin asked. "A purse perhaps?"
"As a matter a fact she did," Makoto confirmed. "Looked pretty pricey."
"Looks like it's missing," Red Robin pointed out. "Whoever took it must have yanked it from her, that would explain the bruise on her shoulder."
"What is it you were looking for on the ground?"
"Anything that may have evaded to any kind of scuffle," Red Robin replied. "There's also a pair of stairs connected to the left side of the wall, the other woman you mentioned must have used them to leave."
"You think she did it?"
"Can't be to sure," Red Robin answered. "There's still too many unanswered questions regarding this whole ordeal."
He took to a knee once more, giving the body another look. There had to be something that could shed light on what had happened, finding just that could be key.
"Then there's the gun shots I heard, yet there's no bullets here whatsoever."
He then looked at the surrounding buildings. Had the shooting taken place elsewhere? It was something that was left unanswered for the time being, hearing the ring of the codec in his ear as he stood back up.
"Hold on, this'll only take a second."
Makoto gave him his space, taking a few steps back.
"How'd it go?"
"A little good, and some unexpected," Nightwing replied. "You didn't answer your phone when Heiji called, where are you?"
"Running a little investigation," Red Robin said. "I guess you could say I've run into the unexpected myself."
"I'm just about to chase down a couple runaways," Nightwing informed. "There's no telling how many may be at their base, how soon until you can join me?"
"Don't know, I've hit somewhat of a roadblock," Red Robin replied. "On another note, what were the two of you able to find out about Freil's meeting?"
"They didn't say anything, but they were going over some papers," Nightwing informed. "Some kind of demography, with the top of the page reading Royal Mountain."
"Royal Mountain," Red Robin questioned. "Do you have any idea what that is?"
"Nope, haven't looked into it yet," Nightwing said. "I will as soon as I take care of business here, call if you need anything."
"Gotcha."
"Nightwing out."
He took a couple seconds to stand there and sort his thoughts, looking back to face him after doing so.
"Who was that?"
"A friend."
"Not that I was trying to listen in or anything, but I heard you mention Royal Mountain."
"That's correct," Red Robin said. "Would you happen to know what it is?"
"Of course, I've been there several times," Makoto said. "It's only about eight miles east from here."
"Is that so?"
"What business do you have there?"
"Don't know... yet," Red Robin replied. "I have to go, but the police should be here anytime now."
"The police?"
"Before her death she managed to call them," Red Robin informed. "I want you to stay here and point out the things I was able to find."
"And what about you?" Makoto asked with the cross of his arms.
"I'm going to head to Royal Mountain," Red Robin replied. "Lets just say it's a place of interest."
"Then I'm going with you."
"No, you're not," Red Robin rejected. "You're going to stay here and wait for the police to arrive."
"Royal Mountain is a sacred place, they don't allow outsiders to enter very often," Makoto informed. "Besides you'd need security clearance to get through the main gate."
"My stealth skills should be more than enough to keep me hidden," Red Robin said. "And I'm sure I can get past any security that may stand in my way."
"No need to waste your time hiding around," Makoto said pulling a key card from his pocket. "When I could get us right through with the slide of a card."
"Why do you care to help so much?"
"Royal Mountain is an important place to me," Makoto replied. "If something is going on, I wanna know about it, besides I know the grounds very well."
There was no reasoning with him, turning away with a deep breath. He then pressed down to his ear piece, ready to set a plan in action.
"Nightwing it's me," Red Robin radioed. "Change in plans."
"What do you mean?"
"I need you to put your little chase on hold," Red Robin replied. "I want you to head back to wherever you've set up shop and clear up those pictures you took."
"Why, did you find something?"
"I'm going to go to Royal Mountain," Red Robin replied. "I need to know what I should be looking for."
"You work quick, not even five minutes later and you know where this place is," Nightwing said. "I'll head back to the hotel right away."
"Keep me updated."
With that he turned back to Makoto.
"You win," Red Robin said. "But we do things my way, understand?"
"Understood." Makoto said with a nod.
"Here's how we're going to do this," Red Robin said. "You're going to go down and catch a cab which will take you to the location, I'll follow you from up above."
"Anything else?"
"That's it for now," Red Robin said. "We'll figure out how everything else will work when we get there."
He had finally went into his room for the night after watching a couple sport highlights, tossing on his night clothes before diving into bed. Conan laid his phone to the side of him, closing his eyes in the following seconds.
"I guess there's no harm in leaving it on," Conan thought. "Maybe he'll decide to finally call back."
Getting back to the hotel didn't take him very long. Sliding the camera device from his wrist, he plugged it into the computer. Heiji stood at his right side, waiting for it to load up. It didn't take very long for it to do so, Nightwing quickly going to work on it through an image program.
"How long do you think it will take for you to fully enhance it?"
"Not long," Nightwing replied. "Not long at all."
"So Drake's already on his way to this place," Heiji questioned. "Did he tell you how he found the location?"
"Nope," Nightwing said. "But he knows what he's doing, he'll be fine."
"Does he know what he's looking for?"
"Not yet, that's for us to find out."
"I see," Heiji said. "Guess that answers that."
It had been a long forty minutes, the cab finally coming to a stop once reaching a small bridge.
"This will be far enough."
He exited from the cab, closing the door behind. The water below the bridge sparkled from the presence of the moon, calmly drifting along down stream in an endless cycle. He could hear him drop down from behind, continuing to move forward.
"We walk from here."
"How much further?" Red Robin asked.
"About a ten minute walk," Makoto replied. "We should be there shortly."
It was dark, only that of the moon lighting their way. They followed along a dirt road, accompanied by the many tree's and bushes that surround them. The more they walked the more they found their minds rested, hearing the chirping of the crickets in the near distance.
"You're so quiet," Red Robin said. "Did something happen on the ride here?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"A woman?"
"Surprised you were able to figure."
"You're right," Red Robin said. "That's one complicated subject I can't seem to wrap my finger around."
It finally came into view, standing high above all the trees. He followed close behind as they pushed through a few bushes, gazing up at the three large temples which patrolled the sky.
"We're here." Makoto said as they neared the gate.
"Now I see why they call this place Royal Mountain," Red Robin said. "From afar you could mistake these structures as a pair of mountains, especially at this time of night."
Makoto pulled the card key from his pocket after reaching the gate, sliding it downward to get a security clearance.
"There's no lights on," Makoto said looking over at the temples. "It's not like that for the Grandmaster to close up so early."
"Grandmaster huh, what is this place exactly?"
"A place of reckoning and soul searching," Makoto replied. "Sensei Karu is one of the most gifted martial artists I've ever been able to train under."
"We'll wait here a little longer," Red Robin said. "I still need to hold off until I know what we're looking for."
With every passing second, the image became sharper and more clear then it had. He snapped his finger after completing the enhancements, thrilled to have everything laid out.
"So what's it say?" Heiji asked coming at his side.
"They're readings to something," Nightwing replied. "Readings to some kind of diamond."
"You think this diamond is at the Royal Mountain somewhere." Heiji asked coming in closer.
"It must be," Nightwing replied. "Which means we know what Tim should be looking for."
"Time to call it in."
Makoto waited at the side as Red Robin finished up yet another conversation. No light in the temple bothered him, Karu usually always left a light on come night.
"Looks like we know what to look for," Red Robin said. "Would you happen to know where they'd keep jewels, or any valuables?"
"That would be to the first temple, second floor," Makoto replied. "What is it you hope to find?"
"A rare diamond, I'll know when I see it."
"Follow me," Makoto said. "I'll take you to the gallery."
They walked through the short cut grass, entering the temple at the far left. It was pitch dark once in, Red Robin pulling a flash light from his belt to guide the way. There was a purple carpet laid out to the ground, passing by many artistic features that sat pinned across the wall. Most were paintings, few being that of mounted in weaponry. This same trend stayed consistent all the way onto the second floor. They knew right away something was wrong once reaching the room, looking to see much scattered around the ground.
"What happened here?" Red Robin questioned.
The sound of shallow breaths could be heard in the darkness of the room, flashing his light to the center of the floor to see a man laying on his back.
"Grandmaster," Makoto called out running to his side. "What happened?"
His eyes opened at the sound of his voice.
"Makoto.." He weakling spoke. "You're here."
"Who did this?"
"They came for.. for Gueto."
"Gueto," Makoto question. "Sansei, who is Gueto?"
He slowly reached from his side, placing a shinning diamond into his hand.
"Take it," Karu said with the close of his eyes. "It's in your hands now."
A long moment of silence went by, Red Robin coming to his side.
"Is he...?"
"No, just unconscious," Makoto replied. "What do you think he was talking about?"
"I'd say it had something to do with them." Red Robin said flashing his light to reveal three laying bodies. "I'm betting those guys came to steal that diamond, looks like your Grandmaster got the better of them."
Makoto stood back up, not sure what to think on the matter. Everything was happening so fast.
"Here," Red Robin said holding his hand out. "Give me the diamond, I promise I'll return it as soon as this is all over."
"What makes you think something's going on?"
"They attacked your sensei," Red Robin stated. "Who's to say there aren't more to come?"
Makoto took a few seconds to take his words in, deciding to hand him the diamond. Tim slid it into an empty slot in his belt, hearing the codec ring in his ear once more.
"What's going on?"
"It's me, Heiji."
"I thought Nightwing would be the one to call."
"He's already on his way there."
"Why," Red Robin asked. "I already have what we need."
"Those guys back at the donut shop, well there kinda heading your way." Heiji informed.
"How do you know that?"
"Dick placed a tracer on one of their trucks, remember?"
"Red Robin I think you better come have a look." Makoto said looking out of one of the windows.
He made his way to the window as well, watching as three large trucks parked to the front of the temple they stood in.
"Who are these guys?"
"My bet, they're here for that diamond," Red Robin replied. "The Gueto."
They continued to look on, seeing them load up on ammunition as they headed in.
"We're screwed."
"Royally." Red Robin added.
He spun away from the window side, thinking up a plan. He shot a small device onto one of the walls, making his first move for their escape. Waiting for Nightwing was not an option, for they had no idea how long it'd take for him to arrive.
"Time to make the call, Kudo might just be our way out."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 40
Royal Mountain
The ball bounced from one foot to the other, juggling it the whole way to school. Once there he kicked the ball into his arms. Ayumi was the first to approach out of his friends, walking from the wall where she had sat.
"Are you the only one here so far?" Conan asked resting the ball at his side.
"Mitsuhiko is here to," Ayumi replied. "He went to class early to check up on something."
"I wonder what he went to go check on?"
"It took me nearly half of last night to get the homework done," Ayumi said. "How long did it take you?"
"Homework?" Conan questioned.
"The research of course," Ayumi replied. "I hope you didn't forget to do your part, it's ten percent of our grade."
"Of course I didn't forget," Conan said with a laugh. "How silly would that be?"
"Hopefully none of the others forgot either."
They stood at the front of the school awhile longer, awaiting the arrival of the others. Ayumi looked at her watch, a little over two minutes until class was to begin.
"Are you sure they didn't walk past you," Conan questioned. "They could already be inside for all we know."
"You might be right," Ayumi said looking over one last time. "Come on Conan, I'll race you."
"Race me in what?" Conan asked watching as she took off.
He stood alone for the passing seconds, looking downward as he to headed through the front doors.
"Can't believe I forgot to do the research."
It had been a relatively delightful day thus far, everything seemingly going his way. He turned the corner which lead to his class, seeing her standing at her locker with her books in hand.
"Hi Ran, what are you still doing here," Tim asked. "You're usually in class by the time I come by."
"That's because I don't usually have someone I need to talk to."
"Is this about me asking Sonoko to Fukuoka," Tim asked. "Like I told her, it was Shoji who suggested I bring her along."
"How informative of you, but that's not what I came to talk to you about."
"It's not?"
"It has nothing to do with Sonoko in fact," Ran said. "But rather another good friend of mine."
"And who might that be?"
"Tell me Tim," Ran said moving in closer. "How well do you know Shinichi Kudo?"
"You mean that detective," Tim questioned. "I've never met him remember, just heard stuff about him from others."
"That's funny, considering the little story Kazuha told me over the phone just this morning," Ran continued. "The one about a certain someone telling you her and Heiji were together."
"And now my accidental mention of Kudo comes back to haunt me."
"Still say you haven't met him?" Ran asked with a keen look in her eyes.
"Ok, so maybe I did," Tim began trying to think what to say. "It was a little unexpected, came across him while he was working on some case."
"How come you didn't tell me," Ran asked. "Did he ask you not to?"
"He didn't tell me not to, but what he was doing seemed under the radar," Tim replied. "I thought it would be best if I didn't, given the circumstances he was in."
"The two of you obviously talked for some time, being the fact he brought up both Heiji and Kazuha to you," Ran said. "Just out of curiosity, did Shinichi happen to mention me by any chance?"
"You were one of the first things he spoke about," Tim confirmed. "He told me all about your fighting skills, and I see he was right in every aspect."
"Was that all he said?"
"Yea, that was it."
She fell silent, walking past him toward her own class which was in the opposite direction. She came to a stop after a few steps, looking back to him one last time.
"Just remember," Ran said keeping her grip on the books. "I've got my eye on you."
"That makes two of us Ms. Mouri," Tim said. "I've got my eyes on you as well."
She couldn't help but be humored by his claim, turning away with the shake of her head. Tim did the same, not interested in being late for class.
"That went well, considering how things usually turn out." Tim thought. "I'll have to be more careful on what I say from here on out."
They were allowed to leave early with the final minutes of the school day ticking away, the Detective Boys keeping on his case the whole way out.
"Can't believe you forgot to do the research Conan," Mitsuhiko said. "I don't even recall the last time you failed to bring in any assignment."
"You told me you did it." Ayumi said crossing her arms.
"I guess I sorta forgot about it."
"Look on the bright side you guys," Genta said. "It won't count against our main grade, just the group one."
"And to think," Ai said coming to his side. "I even reminded you before you left yesterday night."
"Can we change the subject already, I'm sue there's something better we can talk about," Conan said. "Any idea what you guys want to do with the next few days off?"
"We should do something fun." Ayumi said.
"Yea, something we haven't done in awhile." Mitsuhiko added.
"Or something new all together," Genta finished. "What do you think Conan?"
"As long as it's legal and non life threating, you can count me in."
"Anyone have any ideas?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"We still have plenty of time," Ayumi said. "We could think about it over night, then get back to each other tomorrow."
"That sounds good to me." Genta said in agreement.
"As long as it's not bug collecting," Conan thought to himself. "Fifteen minutes in, I could potentially suffer from a bored stroke."
An hour had passed since arriving back to the room, finishing up the last of his packing. He folded everything neatly into place, tightly zipping the bag shut. The phone rang from where it lay upon the pillow. Tim reached over to answer it.
"I've been expecting you to call," Tim said. "So what's it going to be?"
"Would have gotten back to you sooner, but I had to make sure it was ok with my parents first."
"So what's the final verdict?"
"When are we going?" Sonoko answered.
"I'm just about ready to head down to the train station here in a minute," Tim replied. "Doesn't leave for another hour, but I always like to be early."
"Another hour," Sonoko exclaimed. "I haven't even packed anything!"
"Better hurry, don't think the trains in a waiting mood today." Tim teased to hear her click off on the other end.
Tim slid the phone into his pocket before walking over and tossing the bag over his shoulder. He made sure everything was in place, locking the door on his way out.
They had decided to part ways, agreeing they'd meet back some time the next day. Conan arrived home to find the door to his room open, something he never did when away. He quietly made his way over, walking in to see Ran dusting anything that needed attendance.
"Sorry for intruding," Ran apologized looking over her shoulder. "Thought I'd get a quick start on the cleaning, which will leave more free time for the couple days we have off."
"It's ok," Conan said placing his things on the ground. "I'll actually help if you'd like."
"Don't worry about it," Ran said hooking his calendar back in place. "I'm just about done."
"If you change your mind I'm always open."
"Thanks Conan, I can always count on you when needed," Ran said. "So what do you plan to do for the next few days?"
"I don't know to tell you the truth," Conan replied. "What about you, anything fun planned?"
"With Sonoko leaving for the week, I'm just as clueless as you." Ran said taking a seat onto the bed.
Conan jumped up next to her.
"I'm sure we can think of something."
"I guess we could go out somewhere in these next few days," Ran suggested. "I think Dad could really use it, with all that he's been dealing with recently."
"I love that idea." Conan said.
"This will be our little secret ok," Ran said. "So don't go saying anything to him."
"I won't." Conan promised.
"Good, that's what I want to hear."
It took him just under thirty minutes to arrive at the train station, grabbing his ticket before taking a seat in the waiting area. He looked at his watch every few minutes, the time closing in for the train to leave. Within five minutes of it's departure she could be seen trotting down the stairs, a displeased look very apparent across her face. Tim walked over to greet her.
"What took you so long?"
"What do you mean what took me so long," Sonoko stomped. "I had less than an hour to get ready, not to mention getting down here before the train took off!"
"Relax Sono, I'm just giving you a hard time."
"What did you just call me?" Sonoko asked.
"Like I said," Tim replied with a turn. "I'm just trying to give you a hard time."
They entered the train minutes later, Tim taking to the back like he had previously done his last trip. Sonoko joined him, having a seat at the side of him.
"Why are we sitting all the way back here," Sonoko questioned. "There were plenty of empty seats up front."
"Let's just call it a habit." Tim replied.
"It's going to be a long ride there," Sonoko said settling in. "So what would you like to talk about to help pass the time?"
"Who says we have to talk," Tim asked. "We could play a game."
"A game," Sonoko questioned. "What kind of game can we play sitting here?"
Cleaning all areas of the house had taken longer than she had expected, giving every room her undisputed attention. Ran had everything wrapped up by the time the evening rolled around, deciding to go on a stroll of the city.
"I'm going to go on a little walk," Ran said. "Would you like to come along?"
Conan finished tieing a knot to the already full trash bag, sticking it into the side before looking up at her.
"Of course I'll come."
"Great, just give me one minute," Ran said walking toward her room. "It's a little cool out, so I'm going to go throw on a light sweater."
Conan waited for her to return, the two of them walking side by side on the way down. He made sure his phone was on as they continued, just incase he received any important calls. It was a relatively calm night, not as many walking the streets as the previous couple nights. Their first stop was tempted by a couple street performers, intrigued by their skills.
"Conan, thanks for helping me clean things up around the house today."
"You don't have to thank me," Conan said. "I had just as much fun as you did."
"That's good to know, then I'll just have to ask you to help around the house more often." Ran said delighted to hear.
Conan gulped at this, his hands falling down to his side.
"Should have just kept my big mouth shut." Conan muttered.
After watching on for awhile longer, they decided to keep walking. The moon shined especially bright tonight, both Ran and Conan finding a seat at a bench overlooking a park. They sat there for minutes to come, watching the few birds flap by.
"Kogoro hasn't been at the house all day, do you know what time he's coming in?" Conan asked.
"He called me about an hour ago," Ran informed. "From what he said he should already be there."
"That's good," Conan said dropping his hands into the warmth of his pocket. "Any idea on where you'd like the three of us to go in the next few days?"
"Not yet, I'm still thinking about it." Ran replied.
The sound of the wind whistling through the trees captivated their attention, neither speaking a word, lost in the moment of the night. Everything seemed to go blank, the body unresponsive, the mind tangled in thought. Then it happened, a brief flash sparking at them. Conan looked to all directions, dropping down from the bench.
"Conan is there something wrong?" Ran asked.
"Didn't you just see that?"
"See what?"
"A flash," Conan answered. "Kind of like when someone takes a picture."
"Are you sure," Ran questioned looking in the direction of the trees. "I didn't see anything."
Conan narrowed his eyes, giving the area one last hard look. There was nothing, nobody in sight.
"Is someone watching us?"
After hours on the track it had finally come to a haul, everyone grabbing their belongings before heading for the exits. Tim reached over with a shove, waking her from her sleep.
"Rise and shine, we're here."
She didn't respond to his words, due to the fact of how tired she was.
"We'll have you back to sleep in no time," Tim assured. "Already made reservations at a hotel not far from here."
They made their way to the roadside, catching a cab shortly there after. Sonoko struggled to keep her eyes open the whole way there, pinching the side of her own leg to stay awake. She looked over to see him texting. Who it was, was unknown to her. The ride lasted another ten minutes, coming to a stop in front of the entrance.
"Don't fall out on me now," Tim said opening the door. "We're almost there."
Tim grabbed their bags, paying the driver for his services before heading in through the automatic doors. Sonoko had a seat to one of the chairs in the lobby as he checked in. He returned shortly after, handing her a key card.
"Come on," Tim said. "We're in room 518."
She followed him into the elevator which took them to the fifth floor. Once there they headed to their room, Tim being the one to unlock the door. The bathroom was exactly to the left, a closet sitting opposite of that. They moved further in to find two beds at the right side. They then looked to see a TV atop a dresser on the left. Sonoko unpacked while Tim walked into the bathroom. She felt the urge to dive into one of the beds, still tired from the long ride here. He returned a minute later to find her sitting at the end of the first bed, removing her shoes from her feet.
"All done," Tim said with the flip of his toothbrush. "The Bathrooms all yours."
She sat up once her shoes were removed, heading straight for the bathroom.
"Sonoko hasn't said a word since we've arrived," Tim thought. "I wonder if she's feeling alright."
Sonoko came out a few minutes later dressed in a green night dress, looking over to see him laying to the far bed with his hands rested behind his head. She slid under the sheets to the bed opposite him, closing her eyes in the seconds that followed. One minute turned into five, losing track of time from that point forward. There was something on her mind, something she felt she needed to get off her chest.
"I have to know."
Sonoko rolled onto her stomach while looking over at Tim who was still awake, staring up at the ceiling like he had been minutes prior.
"Tim, can I ask you something?"
He turned his head to face her, a little surprised that she had not fallen asleep by this time.
"Sure, what's on your mind Sonoko?"
She sat up to the edge of the bed with the cover sliding off of her. Silence filled the room for a short period. She sat in place with her arms wrapped around her legs, lowering her chin to the top of her knees. Light peaking through the curtin touched down to the side of her face, revealing the optimistic look in her eyes.
"Sonoko are you ok," Tim asked. "Is something bothering you?"
She remained silent for a few moments longer, thinking about how to say what was on her mind.
"Tim, do you.... find me attractive?"
He was a little taken back by this, not exactly sure how to respond.
"Why do you ask?"
"I know you lied about that whole Shoji bit," Sonoko informed looking at the ground. "Before we left the Seawolf he said his next show wasn't for another month."
"If you knew I was lying, then why did you come along?" Tim asked sitting up.
"....I don't know."
"Are you mad at me?"
She looked back at him, just enough light in the room for her to see the faint grin on his face.
"Not mad, just curious is all," Sonoko replied. "If this is you making it up to me from those mashed potatoes, I've completely dropped that from my mind."
"Does this mean that tutoring session is off?"
"Not a chance," Sonoko stated. "No use in spinning around my question, is that what this is all about?"
"It has nothing to do with that lunch day incident."
"Then what?"
"Can't spoil the surprise," Tim said laying back. "You'll find out tomorrow, I promise."
"Come on," Sonoko said. "Just tell me already, I've had enough surprises from you as it is."
"And where would the fun be in me telling you," Tim questioned. "Try and get some sleep, you don't have to wait much longer."
"Fine," Sonoko said rolling her eyes. "But this better be worth it, or you're doing all my homework for the rest of the semester."
"Whatever you say Sono." Tim whispered to only where he could hear.
She slid the blanket over herself once more, looking back at him to still see that grin on his face.
"Is everything funny to you?"
"Only when it comes to you Sonoko." Tim answered.
She flipped over to the other side while closing her eyes, pulling the cover just below her neck for warmth.
"I wonder what this little surprise is he's hiding."
After minutes of laying everything seemed to fade from the mind, finding herself slowly drifting with each passing minute. It had been one of those days, leaving more questions than answers.
The next morning was an early start for most, the sun just beginning to peak up from the distance. Conan dropped the shirt over his shoulder with the adjust of his glasses, opening the door to walk into the next room. He headed in to find Kogoro running in place, surprised to see him in his jogging attire.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing," Kogoro replied. "I'm jogging."
"I can see that, but why in the house," Conan questioned. "What's wrong with jogging outside?"
"Waiting for Ran," Kogoro replied. "She should be out anytime now."
"Can I come along to?"
"Only if you think you can keep up," Kogoro replied. "I'm in no mood to slow up for anyone falling behind."
"I won't," Conan said running back too his room. "I'll only be a minute."
Conan quickly went threw his drawers, locating the jogging suit stashed into the far corner of the bottom drawer. He removed what he had on, dressing for the mornings special occasion. Kogoro still jogged in the same spot when he returned, looking over at him once more.
"I can't take all this waiting, especially when this whole thing was her idea," Kogoro said walking toward the door. "I'll be outside, the two of you can come down as soon as she comes out."
Conan stood against the wall in wait for the next minute or so, looking at his watch with rising concern.
"I wonder what's taking her so long?"
At that very moment the door to her room cracked open, Ran kneeling down to tie her shoes before coming out.
"Good morning."
"Oh hey Conan," Ran said finishing her last knot. "I didn't even know you were awake yet."
"Kogoro's already down stairs waiting for us."
"I'm glad you decided to come," Ran said pushing up. "It's not as fun without you."
"Perfect timing to," Conan said opening the front door. "I hear it's supposed to really heat up as the day goes on."
Ran locked the door on their way out, the two taking their time down the stairs.
"What took you so long to come out of your room just now?" Conan asked keeping conversation.
"I was on the phone with Sonoko," Ran replied. "She's a little worried."
"Why would she be worried," Conan asked. "Did something happen?"
"It's Tim," Ran informed. "He didn't take her along to go see some show as it turns out."
"He didn't?"
"That's what she told me," Ran continued. "She said he left the room early this morning to go do something."
"Sounds suspicious."
"You know him better than I do," Ran said. "What do you think he's up to?"
Conan brought a hand up to his chin, nearly as clueless as she was on the matter.
"Hmm, maybe he plans to propose." Conan joked.
"Really Conan." Ran said narrowing her eyes down at him.
"Sorry, that's all I could come up with." Conan said with a laugh.
"Well thanks, you really know how to keep a girl on her heels."
It had been over an hour since the time he had left, leaving her in the room alone to flip through channel to the next. She finally came to a stop once reaching a conditioning program, tossing the remote to the side while rolling onto her back.
"This is not how I wanted to spend these few extra days from school," Sonoko said with a frown. "I should have never agreed to come on this trip."
She laid there for awhile longer, looking at the door just in time to see it slide open.
"Going back to sleep already?" Tim asked walking in.
"No, just meditating ."
"Well you'll have to save that for later," Tim said. "Time to get up, I have something I want to show you."
"Ok then," Sonoko said still in bed. "Show me."
"It requires that you get up and put on your shoes," Tim replied. "Come on, we don't have far to walk."
She lazily rolled from the bed side, taking her sweet time to slide on a pair of socks. Tim ignored her antics at trying to annoy him. He then walked over and shut off the TV just as she placed the second shoe onto her foot.
"Ok Timmy, I'm all ready," Sonoko said. "This better not be some sick joke you thought up either."
"You won't be disappointed." Tim assured.
She was more than a little skeptical, but followed him none the less. Once leaving the hotel they followed a small trail which lead them to a large park nearby. Many others walked along as well, Sonoko becoming more and more lost on what to expect.
"You said it wasn't far, how much further do we have to go?"
She could hear him lose a step, watching as his hands came from behind to cover her eyes.
"We're almost there," Tim said. "Keep walking, I'll tell you when to stop."
It took a few seconds for her to respond, nervously continuing to the unknown. She was directed to turn right after a few steps, followed by a quick left. They finally come to a stop after about a half minute of walking. His hands dropped from her eyes, taking a step away from her as he did.
"Is this the part where you tell me to keep my eyes shut and to open my mouth?"
"Not what I had in mind," Tim said giving into her humor. "Go ahead Sonoko, you can open your eyes now."
She did as he said, her vision taking a few moments to wave clear. Then she saw him, standing just a few feet away, that same look he seemed to always have when seeing her.
"Makoto..."
"It's good to see you, Sonoko."
She raced forward, embracing him with a warming hug. Tim watched from the side, a smile coming to his face.
"Well I'm sure the two of you have much to discuss," Tim said turning to walk. "Call me if you need anything."
With that she released her hold on him, taking a step back.
"Hold on one second!" Sonoko yelled.
"Should have known it wouldn't be that easy." Tim muttered turning back to face her.
"What's wrong Sonoko?" Makoto asked.
"Exactly how long have the two of you been talking?" Sonoko asked crossing her arms.
"Since my second week of being here," Tim informed keeping a smile on his face. "Got in contact with him shortly after our little conversation my first day at Teitan High."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"It's not his fault," Makoto said. "I was the one who wanted to surprise you, he just agreed to help."
This left her speechless, looking up at him with a sparkle in her eye. His phone began to vibrate within that second, alerting him it was time.
"That's my cue," Tim said. "I really have to go, but I'll be sure to join the two of you some time later."
"Where are you going?" Sonoko asked.
"A scheduled meeting," Tim replied. "It'll only take a few hours."
"What meeting," Sonoko questioned. "You never told me you were going to some meeting."
"I never told you anything remember."
"I'm sensing a certain trend."
Makoto couldn't resist a smile from the back and forth between the two, choosing to stay neutral on the matter.
"Can't you lighten up a little, we did this for you." Tim stated.
"Would have preferred to know ahead of time." Sonoko said under her breath.
His phone began to buzz once more, forcing him to turn yet again.
"I have to go, it's really important." Tim said walking back in the direction they'd come.
"What time should we expect to see you this evening?" Makoto asked.
"No later than five." Tim replied.
Sonoko looked back to Makoto after he disappeared into the distance, her arms still firmly crossed to her chest.
"I hope you're not to angry." Makoto said.
"That would explain why you haven't been answering my calls for the past week," Sonoko said. "And what's this stuff about meeting later this evening, is there something else I don't know about?"
"You'll have to wait until this evening to find out," Makoto replied. "In the mean time I have this place I'd like to show you, it's not very far from here."
She walked at his side, finally lowering her hands from where they rested.
"And here I thought my day was going to be spent watching television in that hotel room."
They paved their way down street to street, picking up the pace with each approaching block. The two of them looked back to see him struggling to keep up.
"Dad do you want us to slow down a bit?" Ran asked.
"No need to," Kogoro assured. "I'm just warming up."
"Sounds more like he's out of breath to me." Conan thought.
The temperature seemed to rise frome one minute to the next, Conan catching the sun from the left side of his eye as they continued on. He could hear the ring of his phone as they turned yet another corner, choosing to answer it.
"What's up Haibara." Conan said holding the phone in place.
"I have an update on that account for you."
"You're the greatest, so what do we know?'
"As of last night someone withdrew a large amount of the money."
"How much are we talking?" Conan asked.
"All but five cents." Ai replied.
"Why just leave only five cents behind," Conan questioned. "Was there anything else you were able to find?"
"No, that's all we have as of now."
"Guess I should have expected that much," Conan said. "Let me know if you find anything else."
"Will do."
He dropped the phone back into his pocket, feeling more lost than he had regarding this whole ordeal. He wanted answers, but knew they wouldn't come easy.
It wasn't a far walk, heading for the place they had agreed to meet. There were many trees at each side, keeping him remotely shaded from the suns heat. But there was one tree that stood out amongst all others, the one bearing the apples from its branches. And there he was, standing at the spot he said he'd be.
"Wow Tim, you did a good job at finding this place," Dick said looking at his watch. "I'm surprised you arrived so quick, being that you've never actually been here."
"This forest isn't all that complex to tell you the truth." Tim said.
"Hope you don't mind me adding an extra member to our little mission here." Dick said.
"Added member?"
He then caught sight of someone sitting up from one of the neighboring trees, watching as he walked their way.
"Heiji, what are you doing here," Tim questioned. "Don't you have school today?"
He brought a hand to his mouth, doing his best impression of a fake cough.
"I called in sick." Heiji informed.
"Does your father know about this little stunt you've pulled?" Tim asked.
"I let him know before hand," Heiji said. "Told him about wanting to check up on a lead involving the recent killings, surprisingly he let me come."
"How'd you get in contact with Dick?"
"Found out what hotel I was staying at," Dick replied. "And given his expertise it didn't take him long."
"My dad gave me two days tops to investigate," Heiji said. "So whatever we plan on doing, we better get on it."
"Were you able to find out anything since coming here?" Tim asked.
"Caught your boy Freil on camera just last night," Dick informed. "He's supposed to be meeting with a guy named Franko Jarred at a donut shop just a couple miles from here."
"So what's the plan," Heiji asked. "We goanna go in and bust the two of them?"
"That's not the plan," Dick said. "All we need to do is listen in on what they're saying, that should get us one step closer to finding out who's running the tables from their end."
"That's even better."
"You'll wear a wire, all you need to do is get within twenty five feet of them." Dick said. "I'll be right outside watching from the opposite roof, if anything goes wrong I'll be right there."
"Anything else we should know?" Tim asked.
"That's about it," Dick said. "Just make sure you keep your eyes on the back exit."
"About that," Tim said looking down at his watch. "I actually have somewhere I need to be around five."
"Then go," Dick said. "This is a light task anyway, Heiji and I should be more than enough to handle this."
"If things turn sour just remember I'm a call away," Tim reminded. "On another note have you heard back from Kent or Bruce?"
"Kal's already looking into it," Dick said. "Bruce on the other hand has yet to call me back on the matter."
"So what happens from here?" Heiji asked.
"We head down to this place and set up shop, knowing our surroundings could be key incase things go south." Dick replied.
"Sounds easy enough," Heiji said turning to Tim. "What about you Drake, what are you going to do?"
"I have a few calls to make, but other than that it's a wait and see kinda deal."
"I think we all have the plan down, now let's go," Dick said. "Remember to keep your phone close Tim, you should be hearing from me any time tonight."
"I'll be waiting."
Laying back to the wall was what he had done for most of the day, occasionally looking up to see what was on TV. The scent of the soup boiling at the oven flowed throughout the room, becoming stronger by the minute. Conan leveled up from the wall, looking out to see the moon floating in the distance.
"Dinner is almost ready, we'll give it another few to simmer." Ran said joining Kogoro at the table.
The sound of him fiddling with the phone in his hand alerted her of his presence, wondering why he was back near the wall.
"Conan, why don't you come over here and sit with us?"
He made his way over to her side, dropping the phone onto the table while having a seat.
"What are you playing?" Ran asked looking over his shoulder.
"Packman," Conan replied. "I just reached level thirteen not to long ago, hardest level yet."
"Can I have a go at it," Ran asked. "I haven't played that in quite some time."
"Of course you can," Conan replied handing her the phone. "I haven't heard you talk to Sonoko since this morning, did you ever find out what the trip was about?"
"Her phones been off, either it's dead or she's busy." Ran replied.
"Same story with Tim, I wonder what's going on down there."
The clock struck six straight, walking in to pin point his man. He kept his head low as he walked past, finding a corner seat just a few feet away.
"Dick, he's here just like you said." Heiji said pressing down to the ear piece.
"Yea, I can see him from here." Dick radioed back.
"When's this other guy supposed to show up?" Heiji asked.
"Keep your eyes peeled, I don't think we'll have to wait much longer."
Heiji glimpsed back at Freil, keeping his eye out for whoever was supposed to join him. Luckily they didn't have to wait long, a man with a clean cut suit sat to the seat across from him, laying a folder out onto the table.
"Looks like it's show time." Heiji said.
Time was something he'd never been to good with in situations like this, and tonight was no different. He sat in the back of the cab with his phone in hand, knowing he'd be receiving a call any moment now.
"Lost track of time with all the stuff I was going over, hopefully she doesn't chew me out."
Just as expected his phone began to ring in the seconds that followed, raising it to his ear to answer it.
"I was expecting Sonoko to call, not you."
"Where are you," Makoto asked. "You were supposed to be here over an hour ago."
"Got caught up in something, but I'm almost there," Tim said. "Sonoko's not angry is she?"
"Not at all, she's been to busy to even realize."
"Guess I lucked out," Tim said in relief. "Where are the two of you now?"
"We're on the top floor of the club house, there's only about twenty people here so it shouldn't be to difficult to locate us."
"Thanks for heads up, I'll be there soon."
The cab drove for another few blocks before coming to a stop. He had finally arrived, stepping out to look at the buildings that surrounded the area.
"Now here comes the fun part," Tim said continuing his search. "Where to find this place."
In that instant a striking sound could be heard from above, causing him to shift his head to the left.
"Those were gun shots fired..... looks like I might be later than I thought," Tim said beginning to undo his tie. "Now to find a discreet place where I can change."
Things remained unchanged from the time he had taken a seat. It was hard to figure what was going to happen when neither man had spoken a word. Heiji looked at them once more, watching as Freil looked through some papers which was in the folder.
"Grayson I can't see what he's reading," Heiji radioed. "Do you have a clear visual?"
"Some kind of demographic, the title reading Royal Mountain," Dick replied. "Can't make much out of it from my position, have either of them said a word yet?"
"Nope, it's been all mute since he arrived."
"Hold on a sec, it looks like something might be going down."
"What do you mean?"
"Take a look out the window." Dick informed.
Three trucks with similar color schemes rolled down from the end of the block, coming to a stop once reaching the shop. Heiji continued to look on as a few men exited from the truck sitting closest to the window, hearing the chip in his ear begin to beep.
"What now?" Heiji asked pressing down on it.
"Get out of there right now."
"Why do you want me to leave," Heiji asked. "We still haven't figured out what these guys are up to."
"Those men are armed who just stepped from that truck, you need to get out of there A.S.A.P."
With that Heiji pushed up from the seat, making his way to the the door as quickly as he could. It was to late, freezing at the sight of them inching in just a few feet outside the door.
"And this is why they tell kids to stay in school." Heiji thought.
He could hear the buzz in his ear once more, to stunned to answer for another time.
Finding a local bathroom didn't take long, swinging upward to where he'd heard the gun shots fired.
"Don't see anything alarming, but I know that sound came from somewhere in this vicinity."
Red Robin latched onto the side of a metal pole hanging from one of the buildings, taking that time to give the lower roofs a look. It was faint, but something had caught his eye from the building directly below. He glided down to the building, landing to a rocky-hard surfaced roof top. It didn't take long for him to see it, a woman laying on her back with her eyes closed. She had on a blue dress with matching shoes, her long black hair spreaded amongst the gravel.
"This doesn't look good."
He walked over to the body, immediately feeling for a pulse.
"Looks like she's gone," Red Robin said with the shake of his head. "She's still warm, must have happened recently."
This had been the direction the sound of the gun fire had come from, but there was no blood, not even a bullet near the body. Was this a completely separate incident? He reached down to open her eyes, everything seemed pretty normal except for the slight blueness on her lids.
"That's defiantly not eye shadow."
What was the cause of death? That was something he couldn't tell by just looking at the body.
"Doesn't look like any type of foul play took place," Red Robin said. "Can't count it out yet, what could she have been doing up here?"
He looked to the other buildings in the near distance, trying to make sense of it all.
"Where am I anyway," Red Robin questioned. "If I know that I might just have something to go off of."
It wasn't until that second that he heard the door leading to the roof swing open, quickly turning around. There he stood, just two yards away. He now knew exactly where he was.
"Who are you?" Makoto asked letting the door close behind him.
He then noticed the dead woman laying at his feet, looking back to him with fire in his eyes.
"Now I see," Makoto said tossing his jacket from his shoulders. "You're that guy the police have been after."
"This is not what it looks like." Red Robin tried explaining.
"Your little killing spree ends tonight." Makoto declared with a step forward.
"And this is what happens when you're late."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 39
Going West
They had agreed on going to see a movie that morning, Conan being the only one out of his friends to stay behind. The TV continued to roll, though he paid little attention to it. A knock came at the door within the next minute, Conan pushing up from where he sat to open it.
"Heiji," Conan said. "Come on in."
"Where are the others," Heiji asked not seeing anyone else in the room. "I spoke with Kogoro in his office just a second ago, but where are Ran and Kazuha?"
"They left about an hour ago."
"Did they say where they were going?"
"No, but they did say it wouldn't take them long."
Heiji walked in with the door closing behind him. He immediately looked at the TV, a little curious as to what was playing.
"Kudo, what are you watching?"
"That's something Ran had on before she left," Conan replied. "Only my third time seeing it to tell you the truth."
He then headed for the table, grabbing the remote with the push of the power.
"So what's the plan," Heiji asked. "Stay here and wait for them to return?"
"I'd rather go and check on what Tim has been able to find regarding the video footage," Conan said. "And knowing him, I'm sure he has something."
"Can't disagree," Heiji said. "Drake's the kind of guy who'll be up all night to complete something."
Conan made his way back to the door, bending down to tie the laces to his shoes.
"Keep your phone on," Conan said opening the door. "I'm positive Ran or Kazuha will call anytime now."
"Already ahead of you."
He locked the door before they exited, the two of them walking side by side the whole way down. It wasn't as hot as the previous day had been, but still maintained a high temperature. The walk there seemed to be shorter than most other days, maybe it was due to the fact of them walking from the mall just the day before, which happened to be further. They arrived to find him sitting in front of the computer, not surprised by this one bit.
"Usually one of you calls before coming." Tim said looking their way.
"Where's Grayson?" Heiji asked.
"Setting up shop at his apartment." Tim replied.
"So the two of you aren't sharing a place?" Conan asked.
"It's better this way," Tim said. "Not only does it give us our space, but from any outside suspicions as well."
"Valid points," Conan said. "So how far are we talking?"
"Just a couple of blocks from my complex," Tim answered. "He'll be here in a bit, just finished speaking with him a few minutes ago."
"Were you able to find out what was written on the sheet?" Conan asked coming by his side.
"It was written in code, so I'm still in the process of dissecting it all." Tim replied.
"That figures," Conan said. "So what have you been able to make out of it thus far?"
"Not much, all I know is something is supposed to happen in Fukuoka in this coming week."
"Fukuoka," Conan questioned. "Weren't you already planning on heading down there this next week?"
"What do you mean?"
"The person you were talking with on the phone two days ago," Conan reminded. "You're supposed to meet with them."
"Oh yea," Tim said sitting up. "I almost forgot about that."
"Can't blame you, with all that's been going on." Heiji said.
"There's something I forgot to mention to you yesterday," Conan said. "It's about the merger Haibara overheard those men discussing."
"I'm all ears."
"The only company that we found with any kind of connection was a place called LexCorp."
"LexCorp," Tim questioned. "You mean the one of Metropolis?"
Conan nodded in response.
"Wait a minute, I've heard of that company before," Heiji said. "Founded by Lex Luthor if I'm not mistaken, the guys a genius."
"To bad he can't use that mind of his for the side of good." Tim said.
"Very true statement, his in and out of prison trips are most notable," Heiji said. "But what would he want with this other company?"
"I think it's time we did a little digging," Tim said. "From what I can see they're completely different."
"Anyone care to fill me in?"
"You really need to keep up with your game Kudo," Heiji remarked. "Luthor's one of those guys you should know about."
"Maybe I have and just forgot."
"Could be the case, but he's not someone you usually forget," Heiji said. "What's the name of this other company anyway?"
"Researches of Tomorrow Incorporated," Tim replied. "ROTI for short."
He spared no time, beginning the search of this company they knew very little about. They checked the main site broadcasting the company, which only gave them a brief description of what they had to offer.
"We're going to need more than that." Tim thought to himself. "This doesn't give us any insight on what Luthor may be envisioning, what he plans to do after merging."
"Tim, how well do you know Mr. Luthor?" Conan asked.
"Enough to know he's up to something, which we need to find out," Tim replied. "I'll give you a full rundown later, if not Dick or Heiji should be able to get you caught up."
"Grayson might be a better choice," Heiji said. "I don't know him on a personal level like the two of you."
The search continued, receiving similar results from the several other web sites they'd come across.
"Now what," Heiji questioned. "There's absolutely nothing here giving us what we need."
"Maybe you could try talking to Bondo again," Conan suggested. "Do you think he'd be willing to give you some in depth details about ROTI?"
"It's worth a try, but we still have other ways of gaining the information we may need," Tim said. "Let's wait for Dick to arrive before making any decisions, we have a lot on our plate as it is."
The meeting took place just as planned, many standing at the open space awaiting his arrival. As usual he walked through on time, taking to his seat. The room fell silent in the following seconds, everyone ready to hear what he had to say.
"At this point I'm sure you all know what we're here to discuss."
Most everyone in the room nodded.
"Red Robin, as he's called, is armed and dangerous," Kiyonaga continued. "If you happen to come across him call for back up, do not trying apprehending him alone."
"If necessary, should we open fire?" One asked.
"That entirely depends on the circumstances," Kiyonaga answered. "I'll go a little more into that in a bit here."
"So what's our plan on catching him," Ninzaburo asked. "This isn't something we come across everyday."
Kiyonaga reached for his phone in his pocket, dialing a number before speaking.
"Megure, are the two of you almost here?" Matsumoto asked.
"We're just now pulling up, we'll be there shortly."
He slid his phone back into place after hearing this. The door to the room opened within the minute, Inspector Megure walking in with him trailing close behind.
"Glad you could make it Nakamori," Kiyonaga said. "I know how busy you can be, tracking the Kid Thief is no easy task."
"He's been rather quiet for this past month," Ginzo said. "That must mean he's planning something big."
"I take it you know who your new target is," Kiyonaga said. "There's also the possibility he and Kid are working together."
"I understand," Ginzo said. "That only means we'll have to be more precise in our preparation."
The three turned at the sound of someone coming to a stop before them.
"What is it Sato?" Megure asked.
"Now that we know what to expect, how do we go about luring him out," Miwako asked. "We don't exactly know what he hopes to accomplish."
"That's a very good question you pose Sato," Kiyonaga said. "One we need to find out the answer to."
"If it's true he and Kaitou Kid are working together, we get one, we'll have the other." Ginzo said.
"What are you implying?" Miwako asked.
"We know what motivates Kaitou Kid," Ginzo began. "We'll simply set up a trap Kid can't resist, thus dragging out Red Robin as well."
"That might actually work," Kiyonaga said. "Good thinking Nakamori, we'll get started with the planning right away."
"Is there anything I can do?" Ninzaburo asked joining the four.
"We'll let you know as soon as we have everything set in place." Kiyonaga said.
"Understood sir."
"So what do we plan to use as bait?" Miwako asked.
Ginzo stepped back with a smile forming on his face.
"I know just the thing."
Twenty minutes had passed, the continuous search feeding back much of the same results. There was no finding what they'd hoped to. Tim tapped his finger on the desk, his mind set out in three different places. It became more difficult to focus with each closing minute, everything weighing down at its peak. The door to the room slid open a second later, Dick walking in with a small bag strapped over his shoulder.
"Wow, you guys are quiet today," Dick said with the door closing behind. "Don't tell me I've walked in on a session of the silent game."
"There's no game being played here," Heiji said. "It's just that finding out more about ROTI has become some what of a pain."
"What's wrong," Dick asked. "Not finding sufficient information about the company?"
"That's been the story." Conan confirmed.
"Guess that means we'll have to look elsewhere." Dick said.
"What's in the bag?" Heiji asked.
"Some video hardware I plan to set up once I get to Fukuoka," Dick replied. "That way we can track these guys much easier."
"Now that's some fast planning," Conan said. "How soon did you learn about the note?"
"Tim let me know as soon as he did," Dick replied. "We always try to stay on top of things."
"Do we even know what they plan on doing?" Heiji asked.
"That's something we've yet to find out," Tim answered. "The only thing we do know is that Freil will be there on some business."
"What about the Organization?" Conan asked.
"No confirmation they'll be there, but we'll stay on the look out."
"So what's the plan exactly," Heiji questioned with the reposition of his hat. "We don't even know what Freil plans to do in Fukuoka, let alone when."
"Figuring out what will be the fun part, I think you'll find my tracking skills to be up to the task," Dick said. "I plan on heading down to Fukuoka tomorrow morning to get us a jump start."
"Tim aren't you going to join him?" Conan asked
"I have school remember," Tim reminded. "I'll join him after Tuesday, since schools out Wednesday through Friday."
"Wish I had those three days off instead, looks like I'll be stuck on the sidelines for this next little mission."
"Don't sweat it Heiji," Dick said placing the bag on the counter. "We'll get you a full recorded documentary of all that happens."
"Thanks, I'd really appreciate that." Heiji said giving into his humor.
He then pulled his phone out from his side, checking to see if he had received any messages he wasn't aware of.
"I'm surprised they haven't called by now," Heiji said. "Where do you think they could have gone to?"
"And who now are we talking about?" Tim asked a little thrown off by this.
"Kazuha and Ran," Heiji replied. "They took off somewhere about two hours ago."
"So what's the problem," Tim questioned. "They're probably just out hanging around somewhere."
"I figured that much, but it was Kudo who said they didn't plan on being gone long."
"Don't worry so much, I'm sure they probably just got caught up in whatever it is they're doing."
"I guess you're right," Heiji said setting his phone aside. "I'll give them a little longer before giving them a call."
"Before I forget," Tim said looking at Dick. "One of us needs to call Bruce and have him work from the other end."
Dick looked up from where he had been sorting the hardware, a little confused by what he meant.
"You're going to have to be a little more specific," Dick said. "Which subject are you referring to?"
"The only company associated with ROTI is none other than LexCorp," Tim informed. "If Lex is up to something Bruce would want to know."
"As would Big Blue himself," Dick added. "I'll give them both a call right away."
He looked at the other two as he exited.
"Don't budge, I'll only be a minute."
The doors closed behind him, everything falling silent in the room. Tim continued his hunt for information on ROTI with both Heiji and Conan at his side. Not surprising they gained similar results they'd already received.
"It's looking more and more likely I'll be paying Bondo yet another visit."
Conan's phone rang seconds later, taking a step away from the computer to answer it. The conversation only lasted for a few moments, dropping his phone back into place once finished.
"Who was that?" Heiji asked.
"It was Ran," Conan replied. "She said they're running late, but seemed sure they'd be back at the house in the next twenty."
"If we start walking now we should arrive around the same time as them," Heiji said looking at his watch. "What do you say Kudo?"
"Are you going to come along Tim," Conan asked. "We're at somewhat of a dead end as it is."
"Give me a little longer, there's still a couple things I need to check up on."
The door reopened in the following seconds with Dick rejoining the three.
"Did you get ahold of them?" Tim asked.
"Neither answered," Dick said. "They're probably just busy, but I did leave the both of them a message."
"That'll be good enough for now."
"We're going to head out now," Heiji said. "We'll try to catch the two of you later."
"Heiji when do you plan on going back to Osaka?"
"Tomorrow evening some time." Heiji replied. "Why do you ask?"
"There's something I want you to look into," Tim said. "I'll let you know once you're back home."
"Sure thing, anything to help."
"Let's go, we better hurry before they get there before we do." Conan said.
"We'll be in touch." Dick said.
Conan and Heiji nodded before walking through the doors. Another minute passed, Tim finally deciding to give the search a break. He pushed up from the chair, pulling his phone from within his pocket while navigating into his contacts. He stared down at the number, hesitant on whether he should call or not.
"You ok Tim?" Dick asked putting everything back into the bag.
"Just contemplating on whether or not to call Salvonte."
"Tough choice, especially if he has something to hide," Dick said. "But if it were me, I'd just go down and visit the place."
"Easier said than done, it's not like they'll just let me in."
"Sure they will," Dick said zipping the bag shut. "You're already friends with Mr. Salvonte, not to mention having the Wayne name pinned to your corner."
"Good point Dick, I might just do that."
"Always glad to help," Dick said tossing the bag over his shoulder. "I have a few things I need to take care of before I leave tomorrow morning, but I'll be back tonight once I'm done."
"See you then."
They had moved at a quick pace, arriving back at the house after about twenty minutes. Conan opened the front door, the two walking in to see Kogoro darting out of his office in the opposite direction. The two looked to one another, both turning around to follow after him.
"Kogoro where are you going?" Conan called as they advanced to the side of him.
"I just finished speaking with Megure over the phone, it seems there's been another incident."
"Let me guess, the blade killer strikes again." Heiji said.
"That's what I was told."
"Hope you don't mind us tagging along," Heiji said tapping Conan on the shoulder. "I'd like to have a look myself."
"Fine with me," Kogoro said in acceptance. "Who knows what we'll see this time."
"I don't think I even want to know." Conan thought to himself.
They waited for a cab to arrive which didn't take very long. Tension was high the whole way there, and with good reason. The last time they had been called to a scene regarding this blade killer, they had been left breathless, stunned even. The cab arrived at the station, parking a couple yards from the entrance.
"Think we're dealing with more multiple homicides?" Heiji asked.
"Wouldn't surprise me, but let's hope not."
Conan trailed closely behind with his phone in hand, keeping a lookout for any potential calls from Ran or any of his friends. The three entered the room to find Juzo standing near the the window, gazing up at the clouds.
"Surprised not to see a body laying around." Kogoro said. "Where'd the crime take place this time?"
"Check the desk."
He was a little confused by this, but did as told. Kogoro looked down to find a set of pictures, taking the stash into his hand.
"It happened right outside of a gas station." Juzo informed looking away from the window.
"Mouri let me have a look." Heiji said holding his hand out.
He took a few seconds to look it over as well, feeling a tug at his leg.
"Hey Heiji," Conan whispered. "Let me take a look after you're done."
He flipped to the last picture, taking a moment to digest it all before handing it down to Conan who gave them all a look as well. What he saw was not what he was expecting, not in the least.
"One clean cut to the neck, that's it," Conan thought. "Every other victim had several wounds to the body, why the sudden change?"
That was the most obvious difference he had seen.
"Inspector Megure, did the culprit leave behind a message like he did with the other killings?" Conan asked.
"As a matter a fact he did," Juzo confirmed. "But not as direct as any of the others."
"Not as direct," Kogoro questioned with a step forward. "What did he write this time?"
"10," Juzo replied. "That's the only thing that was left on the paper."
"Hmm, that's not very much to go off of," Kogoro said. "You think it's some kind of code."
"Could be, but that would mean they're not done yet." Heiji said.
Kogoro immediately looked his way.
"What do you mean by that?"
"If it truly is some kind of code, they'll probably kill again," Heiji replied. "This time adding another piece to the puzzle, another number perhaps."
"Now I get it." Juzo said.
"So who's the next target," Kogoro questioned. "Another officer?"
"That's a variable that has remained consistent throughout," Heiji said with a nod. "I wouldn't bet against it."
"First that Red Cardinal, now this," Kogoro said tossing his hands up. "I can only imagine what's next."
Conan cleared his throat, stepping up to Kogoro's side.
"It's Red Robin," Conan corrected. "Not Red Cardinal."
"Does it really matter?" Kogoro muttered.
He looked back down at the pictures, checking to see if there was anything additional that could lead to something. From what he could tell everything else was left untouched.
"Megure where is the body now?" Heiji asked.
"Already taken in for an autopsy," Juzo replied. "They'll give us all the details once they have them."
"That can't happen fast enough," Kogoro said. "If what Hattori says is true than we don't have a lot of time before the killer strikes again."
"True, but we can't exactly pin point a target," Juzo said. "We don't have enough to go off of."
"And the killer knows this, almost feels like this is a game to him," Conan thought. "What I want to know is if this guy still has it out for RR, after all he was the one who left that message behind at the bowling center."
Heiji looked at Conan who returned the favor, it was clear they had the same thing in mind.
"We'll try the best we can Megure," Kogoro stated. "Even though we have such little to work with."
"That's all I ask." Juzo said.
"Come on," Kogoro said walking for the door. "There's not much we can do by just standing here."
Heiji and Conan followed after him, leaving the door open on their way out. Kogoro brought a hand to his chin, trying to think of all the possibilities the 'ten' could be referring to.
"Looks like we have more than our work cut out for us." Heiji thought to himself.
The ride back was just as quiet. They knew the clock was ticking, if they didn't find out what the '10' meant someone else was going to die. Once they arrived Kogoro took to his office, Heiji and Conan continuing up the stairs. They could hear the TV running as they opened the door, finding the three of them sitting in front of the TV.
"What were you two doing up at the station?" Kazuha asked being the first to see them.
"I'm glad to see you got my message," Heiji said. "Another man was killed, we believe it to be the same guy who killed those officers."
"I wonder why it's taking them so long to find this guy." Ran said sitting up.
"You two arrived back at the perfect time," Sonoko said. "We were just about to head down to a party."
"Tim's coming as well." Kazuha said.
"How do you know that?" Heiji asked.
"I just finished speaking with him over the phone," Kazuha replied. "He said he'd meet us there in about an hour."
A smirk formed too\ Conan's face in the seconds following.
"I hope none of them plan on holding their breaths on that one."
The day had come and gone. Most of the stars were covered by the many clouds that roamed in the night sky. He found himself with a different routine on this particular night, laying down onto his back with the extention of the weights in his grasp. Each muscle cringed with each push, not allowing himself to give in. The automatic doors to the room slid open, Tim glimpsing over to see Dick step in.
"Hopefully I'm not interrupting anything." Dick said coming to a stop a few feet away.
"Nah, you're good," Tim said setting the bar back into place. "Just keeping my body on schedule."
"As I can see," Dick said. "Thought I'd stop by and see how you were doing before I head out in the morning."
Tim sat up from where his back lay, stretching his arms in the process.
"A little exhausted, but I'll live," Tim said noticing a slip of paper in his hand. "What's that there?"
"The address to my apartment," Dick replied laying it next to the computer mouse. "That way you know where to find me, though it will be empty for a few days until I get back."
"You hear back from Clark or Bruce?"
Dick's eyes widened, pulling his phone from his pocket.
"Oops, forgot to turn it back on," Dick said doing just that. "Was concentrating on a lot of other things going on, had my phone off for most of the day."
"You don't have to tell me," Tim said. "I know all about that."
"I figured you would," Dick said turning for the exit. "I have a few last things to do, but don't be afraid to call me if you need anything."
"Of course."
"And try not to pull anymore TV tricks," Dick warned. "We both know who'll being paying you a visit if you do."
"Don't plan on it." Tim said assuringly.
Dick smiled in return, leaving him to finish up what he'd been doing.
"What a week it's been."
The clouds continued to dominate the sky for the remainder of the night, slowly drifting away at the crack of dawn. The sun shined down as he walked, keeping him awake from his lack of energy. On the bright side, after two days he'd be out Wednesday through Friday. He came upon the school yard, feeling someone bump into the side of him.
"Hey Conan," Mitsuhiko said. "Tried calling you yesterday, where were you?"
"Down at some party." Conan replied.
"Did you have fun?"
"It wasn't to bad," Conan said. "But I did get a little bored after awhile."
"Happens to me all the time."
"What movie did you guys go to see," Conan asked. "Sorry I wasn't able to come, had a lot to do at the time."
"We decided not to go," Mitsuhiko informed. "We plan on going next week instead, maybe you can join us when we do."
"Fine by me," Conan said. "Any idea where the others are, it's not like them to go straight to class."
"Your guess is good as mine."
The two looked around for a couple seconds, having no luck in finding them.
"I'm sure they'll be here soon," Mitsuhiko said. "In the mean time I want to tell you about this creepy man I saw walking outside my window last night."
"Oh boy, this should be good."
Much went through his mind as he walked the halls that morning. He could see her from the side of his eye, not sure if he should stop and explain or try avoiding her for the day. Option two was quickly tossed away, being the fact he had two classes with her.
"And here we go."
She looked away from her locker at the sound of someone coming to a stop at the side of her. She glared instantly to challenge the grin on his face.
"Where were you yesterday," Sonoko snapped. "We waited hours for you to show."
"Sonoko I.."
"You could have at least had the curtesy to call and let us know you weren't coming."
"I was."
"You didn't even bother to answer when I tried to call," Sonoko said cutting him off once more. "You had us worried, is that how it is with all your friends?"
Tim reached to the side of Sonoko, slamming her locker shut, causing her to slightly jump.
"What was that for, I wasn't done getting my stuff for class!"
"I was actually hoping I could get your attention," Tim replied. "Which I seem to have finally gotten."
"What now," Sonoko questioned while crossing her arms. "You plan on giving me one of your excuses."
"No, all I can say is that I was busy."
"So that's all you came to tell me?"
He dropped his hands to the sides of his pocket, taking a few seconds to gather in what he was going to say.
"Tell me Sonoko," Tim said looking directly to her. "Do you have any plans past Tuesday?"
"I don't think so," Sonoko said giving it a seconds thought. "...Why do you ask?"
"I plan on going west for a few days," Tim replied. "Shoji has a show Friday night, he said he'd love it if you could make it."
"You talked with him?"
"Yesterday afternoon," Tim stated. "So what do you say Sonoko, you wanna come along?"
She paused, turning back to her locker. He waited for a response, watching as she reopened it while grabbing the things she needed for class.
"Is that a yes, or a no?"
"I'll think about it." Sonoko finally answered.
She took off to class, not saying another word the whole way there.
"At least she didn't say no." Tim thought with the grin coming back to his face.
He spent most of the day with his head leveled on the desk, relieved to hear the sound of the final bell of the day spring loudly.
"Finally, don't know how much more I could have taken."
Conan slid all his supplies into his bag before jumping down from his seat. He was one of the first out of class, looking at the ground as he walked.
"You sure were in a hurry to leave class, and by your posture I'd say something's on your mind."
Conan turned around to find Ai just a few feet behind. He allowed for her to catch up before continuing to walk.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"It's nothing really," Conan said. "Just a lot of the same that's been building up in the past few days."
"I did a little cross referencing between the two companies."
"What were you able to find?" Conan asked.
"More questions than answers," Ai said in response. "Both spend a lot of time in research, just for completely different things."
"Thus making a merger or partnership seem a little out of place," Conan said. "Looks like we've reached another road block."
"Unless," Ai said giving it some thought. "Maybe they plan on using this merger as an extention, both sides would gain new resources in the process."
"You could be right," Conan said. "Great thinking Haibara."
"If that truly is the case, then why," Ai questioned. "What could each party be hoping to gain."
"After being held captive at ROTI, I think it's something we should find out."
"Completely agreed," Ai commented. "Though information has been hard to come by linking the two."
"Which just means we'll have to keep looking harder."
"I'll see what I can do."
The two pushed through the front doors, amazed to see the other three standing to the corner already waiting.
"Wow," Conan remarked. "They were fast today, didn't even see them go by."
"That's probably because you were walking with your head fixated to the ground." Ai reminded.
"Even then, they're still usually not out this quick." Conan said. "What about Agasa, has he found anything."
"He knows just about as much as we do."
"With any luck, maybe he found something while we were in school." Conan said.
"Does that mean you're coming with me?"
"You know it."
They reached the rest of the group soon after.
He sat to the desk with a pencil in hand, not able to escape what most other teens couldn't.
"With all that's happening, homework is the least of my interests."
He continued working through the packet, hearing a knock at the door fifteen minutes in. Tim stood to his feet, walking over and pulling the door open.
"Heiji, what are you doing here?"
"Thought I'd stop by one last time before I head back to Osaka later tonight."
"Glad you did," Tim said stepping to the side. "Come on in."
Heiji accepted his invite, the door closing behind him once doing so.
"I'm actually a little surprised you're here," Heiji admitted. "Expected you to be down in your little hide out."
"Did you now?"
"Have you heard from Dick yet?"
"He hasn't called as of yet," Tim replied. "I'd imagine he's still getting situated."
"Makes sense," Heiji said. "So what are you doing in here anyway, thought you'd be trying to crack the code written on that paper."
"Homework has a way of swaying plans," Tim said. "As soon as I'm done, I plan on heading up to ROTI labs."
"Nice going," Heiji said. "How'd you get the privilege for something like that?"
"Nothing a few phone calls couldn't do," Tim answered. "So are you coming with?"
"You can count me in," Heiji accepted. "I wouldn't miss this for anything."
"Good," Tim said sitting back at the desk. "I'll only be a few more minutes, sit tight."
It had been quiet throughout the house for most of the day, only the sound of the occasional cars driving by could be heard. The front door opening alarmed him, looking away from the computer to see the two of them approaching.
"Shinichi, I'm glad to see that you came," Hiroshi said. "Where are the rest of your friends?"
"They went home," Conan replied. "We all have to gather information for our presentations tomorrow."
"Oh, I see."
"Did you happen to come by any new information?" Conan asked.
"You'll be pleased to know that I have." Hiroshi said.
"We're all ears Doc."
Dr. Agasa reached across his body, grabbing a printed sheet which laid to the desk. With the turn of the chair he handed the paper down to the two for them to look over.
"What is this?" Ai asked looking at the numbers listed.
"They're funds to an account," Hiroshi answered. "An account shared by both LexCorp and ROTI."
"Over two million was just added," Ai said looking at the paper once more. "What could they be planning to do with all that money?"
"That's a really good question." Conan said
A long silence came between the three. What was this account being used for. Anything involving money was big, especially being the high amounts in this case. Hiroshi did some additional searching in the hours following. Unfortunately he came up empty handed, each try more frustrating than the last. The sun set in the distance, Conan looking down at his wrist to find he had completely lost track of time.
"What now?" Ai questioned.
"I'll come back and we'll try again tomorrow," Conan replied. "It's the only thing we can really do at this point."
He grabbed his bag from where it sat, strapping it back onto his shoulders.
"Keep working that account angle Agasa," Conan said. "I'll take my search elsewhere."
Ai walked him all the way across the room, holding the door open once there.
"Are you going to be ok," Ai asked. "You seem a little uptight with this whole thing."
"Don't worry about me Haibara," Conan said with a smile. "Nothing a little sleep can't fix."
He turned to walk, only managing a couple steps before stopped by the sound of her voice.
"I hope you haven't forgotten about your part of the research."
Conan smiled once more, taking back to his path home.
"What would I do without her?"
Conan kept a clear mind the whole way there, something he'd struggled to do for the past few days. Once in he skipped up the stairs, opening the door to see Ran and Sonoko discussing something at the table.
"Conan," Ran said surprised to see him. "I didn't even know you were out."
"Did you just get in?" Conan asked.
"That's right," Ran said with the nod of her head. "Just got back from seeing both Kazuha and Heiji off."
"We thought you might have wanted to come," Sonoko said. "But you weren't around when we left."
"Sonoko," Ran said giving her friend a tug. "Why don't you tell Conan about your little planned trip."
"I haven't even decided if I'm going to go." Sonoko said looking away.
"What trip?"
"Tim invited her to go and see one of Shoji's shows," Ran replied. "Down west somewhere."
"Tim wanting to go somewhere with Sonoko, now that was unexpected."
"Can we drop the subject," Sonoko asked. "I'd rather talk about something else."
Conan felt a vibration in his pocket, looking down to see an incoming call from Tim. He placed it back into his pocket, quickly thinking up a plan.
"I just forgot," Conan said with a laugh. "I left a few of my school supplies in Kogoro's office."
"He should still be down there," Ran said. "Try not to disturb him when you go, he's not really in a good mood."
"I won't," Conan said turning for the door. "I'll only be a few moments."
He exited the room once more, slowly pouncing down the stairs as not to make any noise. Conan glimpsed into the room to see Kogoro with his head rested on the desk.
"Mission success."
With that Conan walked through the front door, heading into the darkness of the night. He didn't get very far, hearing a voice whisper out to him. He turned to his side, watching as he stepped from behind one of the trees.
"Didn't want you to have to go all the way to the apartment." Tim said approaching.
"So, you and Sonoko huh," Conan said with a smirk. "Thought you weren't interested in her."
"Get your head out of the dog house Kudo," Tim stated. "It's nothing like that."
"What was so important that promoted you to call?" Conan asked.
"Heiji and I took a little trip to ROTI," Tim informed. "We were given a tour by one of the many doctors working there."
"Finally, some more good news," Conan said delighted to hear. "What were you able to find?"
"Everything seemed pretty normal for a facility of that kind," Tim replied. "That's not to say they didn't clean up shop after that little incident."
"Wouldn't put it past them."
"Regardless, I managed to get ahold of two empty containers," Tim informed. "They hadn't been washed out, I plan on analyzing them both tomorrow."
"Good work." Conan commented.
"What about you," Tim asked. "Were you able to learn anything on the matter?"
"Dr. Agasa was able to find an account which is shared by both companies," Conan stated. "Over two million dollars was recently added."
"A rather light amount when it comes to Luthor," Tim said. "But that doesn't mean they won't add more, any idea what they're using the account for?"
Conan shook his head from side to side.
"That's yet to be discovered."
"Keep me posted," Tim said turning away. "Better let you go, don't want Ran to become suspicious of your whereabouts."
Conan nodded in agreement.
"Of course."
It had been piercing on the mind, he felt he had to say something, hiding it away was becoming to much for him to contain.
"Tim... can I tell you something?"
He looked back, giving him his full attention.
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
"It's about when we were held captive," Conan began. "It's just that, I..."
He pulled back, knowing he wasn't quite ready to talk about it.
"It's ok," Tim said turning for the street once more. "You can tell me as soon as you feel you're ready, and I'll be there to listen."
He watched him as he walked, turning back for the door after losing sight of him to the darkness of the shadows.
"Hopefully I haven't taken to long, the last thing I need is to rise suspicion."
Conan stepped through the front door, looking in to see Kogoro in the same position he had been when he'd gone out. With that obstacle out of the way Conan headed back up the stairs, not planning on any more activities for the rest of the night.
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 38
Pressure Build
Everything seemed to fall motionless for that moment, not able to find what to say in return. The warmth of a hand touched down to his shoulder,snapping him back into reality.
"Shinichi, are you ok," Tim asked. "Did you forget to take your meds this morning?"
Hearing the sarcasm in his voice, he came to his defense.
"Cut him some slack Tim," Dick said. "Maybe he's just shy when it comes to meeting new people."
"That would be news to me."
"It's not that," Conan finally spoke. "Watching what you were able to do, coming to find out who you really are, it just..."
"Shocked you?" Dick asked.
"More of a surprise," Conan replied. "What you did was most impressive, I've never seen anyone move like you did before."
"Almost makes you jealous, huh," Tim side commented. "I can't even preform half the stuff he can, not even Bruce for that matter."
"Wow," Conan remarked. "You must put a lot of hard work into your training."
"You could say that," Dick stated. "That and a little natural talent of course, being born into a family of acrobats sure has it's benefits."
"Makes sense."
"So, I hear you're quite the detective," Dick said pushing up from the wall. "An ace detective in fact."
"I try to do the best I can."
He watched over him, looking into his eyes, studying him.
"Look at him," Dick thought. "So direct, no hesitation.... so confident."
The moment of silence was broken by the sound of the others approaching. The three of them turned as the rest of the group came to a stop in front of them.
"Conan, Tim," Ran questioned. "Do you know him?"
"He's.. Tim's brother," Conan quickly answered. "He came all the way from Gotham to see him."
"Tim is this true?" Ran asked.
"Yes," Tim confirmed. "Though him coming here was a little unexpected."
"I'd like to thank you for what you did," Ran said stepping forward. "I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't."
"Don't mention it," Dick said. "You chasing after that armed man was dangerous, but it showed me a lot about you."
"I guess that goes both ways," Ran said. "How were you able to move like that anyway?"
"Numerous hours in the gym." Dick replied.
"So what's your name?" Sonoko asked.
"Richard Grayson."
"We call him Dick for short." Tim added.
"So you must be the ones Tim's been hanging around since arriving here." Dick said.
"I've got two classes with him," Sonoko informed. "It's been a pleasure, that is when he's not to busy trying to annoy me of course."
"Annoy you?"
"It seems to be an every other day kind of thing."
"Don't pay it any attention," Dick advised. "Tim's always been a little erratic when it comes to girls."
"Is that so," Sonoko said looking at him. "Now I wonder why that is?"
"Why don't you try asking him." Dick said giving Tim a nudge.
"I think that's a very good idea." Heiji said in agreement.
"Dick stop," Tim muttered. "I don't even want to go there."
"Come on Tim," Kazuha said jumping in. "We'd all love to know."
"There's nothing to explain," Tim stated. "He's just kidding around, that's all it is."
"If that's what you say." Dick whispered from behind.
He shrugged this off, paying little mind to any of his side comments.
"All this talk and I have yet to learn any of your names."
"This is Sonoko and Ran," Tim pointed. "They're the ones I attend Teitan High with."
"So that leaves you two." Dick said with a turn.
"I'm Kazuha, and this is Heiji," Kazuha said introducing the two of them. "We're visiting down from Osaka for a few days."
"Heiji," Dick thought to himself. "If I'm not mistaken, this is the other guy Tim mentioned."
"I hope you don't mind me asking," Sonoko said coming to his side. "But how old are you?"
"Very good question," Kazuha said. "I was wondering that myself."
"Don't answer." Tim said .
"I wasn't talking to you genius." Sonoko snapped.
"What's wrong with me throwing in my input?"
"Because no one cares about your input."
Dick laughed at this, the bickering between the two more humorous than he thought it'd be. By this time the extra security guards finally began heading back to their sections where they had been before the shooting.
"Well, since you're here," Kazuha said. "Maybe you'd like to shop around with us."
"About that," Dick said. "I actually need to talk with Tim about something, so I hope you don't mind mind me borrowing him for a little while."
"Can I come to," Conan asked. "I'd love to learn more about you."
"No Conan," Ran said. "I'm sure whatever it is they need to discuss is important."
"It's ok Ran," Dick protested. "It won't be a problem if the kid tags along."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"I'll go to," Heiji said. "I can keep an eye on Conan whenever the two of you need to be alone."
"So can I go?" Conan asked looking to Ran.
It took her a few seconds to come to a decision, nodding her head in response.
"Make sure you're on your best behavior," Ran stated. "Try and be back at the house before dark, ok?"
"I will." Conan assured.
"Sorry we had to cut this so short," Dick said. "But I will be looking forward to seeing the three of you again."
"As will we." Ran said with a smile.
"Alright," Dick said looking to the others. "Lets go."
Conan waved one last time before walking off, the three of them heading for the nearest exit.
"Where exactly are we going?" Heiji asked.
"To the base," Tim replied. "That's the most secure place we can talk."
"So you have a base huh," Dick said not one bit surprised. "Guess that should be expected, especially when it comes to you."
"And just so you know," Tim said turning to him. "It's about a fifty minute walk from here."
"No big deal," Dick said. "We can treat this as a little exercise."
"So Tim, how did you plan on getting us out of a little shopping time," Heiji asked. "That is before he showed up."
He smiled, looking at him as he did.
"I was still in the process of thinking," Tim replied. "But decided it wouldn't be all that bad."
"How typical of you Drake."
"We have a good distance to walk," Conan said as they continued on. "Should we give him a briefing on what's been going on."
"It'd be better if we waited." Tim replied. "That way we can present all the material at our disposal as well."
"Makes sense." Heiji said in agreement.
"I have something we can discuss," Dick said taking another step. "Why don't the two of you tell me a little about yourselves?"
Heiji and Conan looked to one another, then back.
"Works for me," Conan said. "There's a lot, so what is it you'd like to know?"
"Well let's see here..... where to begin."
They made it down street to the next, a group of clouds making for a some shade as they continued to walk. Their conversation lasted all the way to the forest. Once there a light rain bounced in.
"First the cave, now this," Dick said giving the area a look. "Don't tell me your little base is a tree house."
"That'll be the day." Tim said as they came to a stop.
He pulled the small device from his pocket, revealing the base within the ground.
"An underground base," Dick commented. "Basic text book stuff."
"Works good enough." Tim said jumping in.
The others jumped in behind with the top closing over them. They walked in through the main door after being cleared to do so. Tim immediately sat in front of the computer, with Heiji taking a seat at the other chair.
"Not bad," Dick stated. "How long have you had this place up and running?"
"From my first few weeks here." Tim replied.
"There's a lot to go over," Conan said. "So where would you like to begin?"
"Lets start with the simple stuff."
"Simple," Heiji questioned. "I'm not so sure any of whats been going on has a simple side to it."
"Tell us what you do know," Conan said. "We'll go from there."
"Not much," Dick said. "From the two gangs and this Black Organization Tim mentioned in our last talk, I'd say that's about it."
"How long ago was that?" Conan asked.
"About a week ago," Dick replied. "So what's the deal with these Outworlders and Black Yangs?"
"We're still in the process of feeling our way around," Tim answered still focused to the screen. "What we do know is the Outworlders are lead by Brutho Yunge, the Yangs by a man who they call the White Tiger."
"Besides the fight for territory, we still don't know what they hope to accomplish." Heiji said.
"Tim says there's something going on back in Gotham," Conan said. "How bad is it?"
"Not very good," Dick replied. "We'll leave it at that."
"Doesn't sound like it," Heiji said. "If it's as bad as you say, then I assume your little visit here is nothing but a check up."
"Then you misunderstand," Dick replied. "I'm not here looking for an update, I'm here to help."
"That's great to hear," Heiji said. "We could use the extra guy, especially with things heating up."
"Tell me about it," Dick said falling back in the wall. "I checked up on some of the news listings before arriving."
"And to make matters worse, everyone has it out for Red Robin," Heiji added. "Including the police."
"All but Inspector Megure," Conan corrected. "Don't forget he's in our corner."
The sound of the computer beeping stole their attention. The three of them walked up to his side, looking to see what the alert was about. He clicked through a couple files, pulling up a page with a list of several components. His eyes narrowed at what he saw, particularly the element at the far right of the screen.
"Venom," Dick questioned catching sight of it as well. "Tim what is this you're looking at?"
"Shinichi took in some radiation from a source which is unknown to us at this moment," Tim replied. "These are all the components which he absorbed."
"So what's this venom component," Heiji asked. "Is it from a certain type of snake?"
"It's name can elude from what it really," Dick stated. "The venom drug was created at Bannerman Pharmaceuticals, an ultra steroid which enhances all to the body."
"Question is, what was the venom drug doing in something radio active?" Tim questioned.
"Do either of you happen to know who might use, or has access to this drug," Conan asked. "That could lead us to someone who might know what was in that box."
"What box?" Dick asked.
"That's a whole nother story." Conan replied.
"There's only a handful of people who I can think of that may have access to venom," Tim said sitting back. "One of them being Bane."
"Who's Bane?" Conan asked.
"A whole nother story." Dick answered.
"You think this guy might be involved somehow?" Heiji asked.
"Doubt it," Tim said. "But that's something that is yet to be proven."
He closed the window he had on the screen, pulling up the video footage recorded from the Billian Hotel.
"Besides the Inspector you mentioned, is there anyone else we can go to for assistance?" Dick asked.
"Dr. Agasa, he's a well trusted friend," Conan replied. "He already knows about Tim's secret, so we don't have to hide anything from him."
"Sounds like I'll have to pay him a visit, introduce myself," Dick said. "Is there anyone else in our little circle, or does that about wrap it up?"
"Well, there's Haibara," Conan said. "But Tim feels it would be better if we didn't tell her."
"Who is she?" Dick asked.
"Former member of the Black Organization," Conan said. "Haibara took the APTX 4869 drug, turning her into a child just like myself."
"And I take it she can be trusted?"
Conan nodded.
"She's extremely intelligent, one of the smartest people I know," Conan began. "After all, Haibara was the one who created the APTX drug."
"This Haibara sounds like a real genius," Dick said while looking at Tim. "Why haven't you included her in, we could really use someone with her skill set."
"I have my reasons." Tim replied.
"Don't tell me this has something to do with her past.," Dick said coming to his side. "You've worked with a select few with grey shades of area before, besides, Conan trusts her."
"It has nothing to do with that."
"What then," Dick asked. "Do the two of you not get along?"
"It's a complex one," Conan said. "Haibara is consistently suspicious of him, while Tim trys to do whatever he can so that she isn't."
"Why go through all the trouble Drake," Heiji asked. "It doesn't make sense, she can help us."
"I'll tell you what didn't make sense," Conan stated. "Tim giving her a stuffed rabbit he received at an amusement park we visited, what he planned on accomplishing is still a mystery."
"So my plan to throw her off failed," Tim said looking away from the screen. "I don't see what the big deal is."
"What plan?" Dick asked.
"You wouldn't understand."
Tim turned back to the screen, gathering several shots from the footage he had in his possession. A smirk slowly came to his face, Tim looking up to him after noticing this.
"What's so funny?" Tim asked.
"I see what this is all about," Dick said crossing his arms. "You can't hide anything from me Tim, I know you inside out."
"Where are you going with this?"
"The way you distant yourself from her, it has to be," Dick continued. "You have a crush on this girl, don't you?"
"What, no," Tim exclaimed. "That's just not true."
"Right, and I'm the lifeguard at a fancy hotel."
Conan and Heiji laughed at his expression, this was the first time they'd truly found him backed to the corner.
"Sorry Tim, but all the signs are pointing otherwise," Dick said. "I think you're just in denial."
"She's a freaking seven year old Dick," Tim stated. "Have you completely lost your mind?!"
"Technically she's not, besides I'm not the one with the kinky crush here," Dick teased. "We all know the truth can hurt when revealed sometime."
"But it's not true."
"The teddy bear doesn't lie, that's cement proof to the menu," Dick said with a turn. "What do you think of that deduction Conan?"
"That would explain everything." Conan giggled.
He shook his head from side to side as they laughed.
"Can't say I didn't see that coming." Tim muttered under his breath. "I guess this is what happens when big brother comes to town."
The three of them continued to laugh, mocking him for minutes to come. He ignored them the best he could, enhancing the shots to see if he could get a visual of what was written on the paper. Heiji stood over his left shoulder, looking on as well.
"Drake how long until we get a clear shot of these images?"
"I'd say at least another hour, maybe more," Tim replied. "The two of you don't have to hang around you know, I can call you as soon as I have what we need."
Heiji looked down at his watch, then over to Conan who stood a few feet away.
"What do you think Kudo," Heiji asked. "We still have plenty of day left if you want to hit the city."
"I don't see why not," Conan said. "Grayson would you like to come with us, we could show you around."
"Thanks for offering, but I think I'll kick it here for a bit," Dick replied. "Tim and I still have much to discuss, I'm still not fully caught up with everything that's been going on."
"I guess we'll save that tour for another time."
"I look forward to it." Dick said with a nod.
The room became silent after their departure, neither saying a word for over a minute. He went through the drawers and locker, admiring how everything was set in place.
"Not bad Tim," Dick complimented. "Your arrangement is superb, wouldn't expect any less."
"Now that we've cleared the air on a few things, can you give me a rundown on what's been going on back in Gotham," Tim asked. "Tried asking Bruce, but you know how he can be when in the middle of a situation."
"Funny, he said the same thing about you pertaining to what you're dealing with here," Dick informed. "You two are one of a kind."
"Any update on Harvey and Hugo," Tim asked. "That's something that's been on my mind for the past few days."
"Not yet," Dick answered. "But rest assured we'll find them, unless they make a move first."
"I knows there's more, anything else alarming I should know about?"
"We've been mostly rounding up the runaways from Black Gate," Dick replied. "There's still plenty of them out there, not to mention the explosions we've been having."
"Explosions huh, don't stop there."
"There's a mini war going on, if you wanna call it that," Dick informed. "Penguins guys are involved, then you have some new guys further up from the east coast getting in on the action."
"Sounds fun," Tim said. "What about Damian, how's he been coping through all of this?"
"Wow Tim, I'm shocked," Dick said in surprise. "You asking about Damian, now that was unexpected."
"Try not to take this as me missing him, just curious is all."
"He's doing fine, a little anxious but fine." Dick said.
He sat down at the other chair, resting back in attempt to relax his body which had been through much in the past few days.
"From what you've given me, I'd say we could use another guy." Dick said.
"I'll see what I can do," Tim replied. "I might have a way we can make that happen."
"I gave you a briefing on Gotham," Dick said. "Now it's your turn, what exactly are we up against?"
The rain that hit around mid day continued on up until the night, leaving it's scent throughout the air. They made their way in, pushing the front door to the side. They could hear Kogoro in his office on the phone, most likely talking with a client. Heiji continued behind Conan who went up first, opening the door to find Kazuha and Ran sitting at the table.
"How'd the shopping go?" Heiji asked with a smile.
"Don't give me that," Kazuha said sitting up. "You guys set that up, didn't you?"
"What now did we set up?" Conan asked closing the door.
"The three of you never planned on going shopping with us," Kazuha began. "You had Tim call up his brother, having him come and swoop you from what we had already agreed on for the day."
"There was no set up," Heiji said. "None of us knew he'd be there, not even Tim."
"Right," Kazuha remarked with the role of her eyes. "So he just happened to be at the same mall and same spot as us, how do you explain that?"
"That's a good question." Heiji said bringing a hand to his chin.
"Come on Kazuha, let's just forget it," Ran said jumping in. "I'm sure there's something on we can all enjoy."
"Anything works for me." Conan said having a seat.
"Fine," Kazuha said sitting down as well. "But that doesn't take them off the hook, tomorrow we're all doing something together."
"Anything but shopping." Heiji muttered to himself.
Conan sat there as they went from channel to channel, remembering he'd forgotten to mention what he had learned from Ai regarding the merger.
"LexCorp, I can't belive I forgot to mention that to Tim," Conan thought. "With all that happened today, it must have slipped my mind."
He looked out the window, lighting flashing in the far distance.
"I'll bring it up to him first thing tomorrow, that should spread some light on the situation."
Rain swirled into the dark room, touching down to the ground with a tap. It took him a few moments to notice, sitting up from his chair as he made his way over to the window.
"I don't recall leaving this thing open."
He came to a stop once reaching it, firmly closing it before turning back for his desk.
"Beautiful night, wouldn't you say Inspector?"
Megure spun around, watching as he emerged from a dark corner of the room.
"You startled me there for a second," Juzo said. "What happened the other night, I thought you said you would stay out of sight."
"I was in a scuffle with a gunman," Red Robin replied. "Some bystander must have seen me, reporting my location to the authorities."
"If that wasn't good enough, you now have yourself an audience," Juzo informed. "Matsumoto is holding a meeting tomorrow on the subject of getting rid of you."
"Who's Matsumoto," Red Robin asked. "The lead guy around here?"
"He is my superior, so I guess you could put it that way," Juzo confirmed. "What brings you here anyway, it's not like you to just show up without a reason."
"As you already know the gang activity has been rising," Red Robin began. "I think it's time we added another piece."
"What do you mean?" Inspector Megure asked.
"I want you to choose someone from your unit, someone you can trust," Red Robin replied. "They'll join in on our little side operation."
"I see."
"Try and make your decision in the next few days," Red Robin said heading for the window. "The times clicking Inspector."
Red Robin reopened the window once there, turning back to Juzo one last time. He looked at him as well, the two sharing a brief glance.
"Try not to worry Megure," Red Robin said. "We'll have things under control in no time."
"Lets hope you're right."
"You'll see."
With that he hopped out, taking to the rooftops immediately after. He jumped from one building to the next, adjusting all that was on his mind. Everything was finally coming together, all that remained was how they were going to execute.
"Though all seems to be falling into place, it won't be easy," Red Robin thought to himself. "Taking control might be a little tricky, especially with the several parties involved."
He landed to a building overlooking a park, having a seat at the edge. The rain didn't bother him one bit, he welcomed it even.
"Having Dick here makes things much more manageable," Red Robin thought. "Facing the unknown can be dangerous, but having your friends at your side takes away any self doubt..... which I can't afford to have."
He sat for awhile longer, the rain slightly picking up in the minutes that followed.
"It seems when we close one page, another opens," Red Robin said to himself. "The question now becomes, how did the venom drug enter Shinichi's body through radiation?"
This was something that sat to his mind for the remainder of the night, knowing it might be some time before he found out.
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 37
Two Birds of A Feather
The walk to school that morning proved to be most refreshing, allowing for him to sort his thoughts which seemed to be all over the place. Conan was one of the first to class that morning, heading straight to his desk. He pulled a pencil from his bag, fiddling with it in between his fingers to help pass the time.
"I wonder if Haibara was able to find out the name of that other company involved with the merger."
One by one the rest of his classmates made their way in, Conan keeping to his thoughts as they did. He could see the smile on her face, taking to the seat behind him.
"Conan did you see what happened last night?" Ayumi asked.
"Do you mean the chase?"
"It was great seeing Kaitou Kid and Red Robin working together," Ayumi stated. "I was cheering for them to get away the whole time."
"As was I." Conan said.
"That must confirm Kaitou Kid wasn't responsible for the shooting," Ayumi said. "Red Robin is a good guy, I doubt he'd team with a killer."
"True," Conan agreed. "But then we don't really know what brought the two of them together in the first place."
"I guess you're right."
He turned back to face the front with the motion of his pencil coming to stop. The rest of their classmates piled in within the next minute, everyone ready to get Friday underway.
"Tim never answered his phone last night, even after their little run from the law," Conan thought. "I'm betting he had a good reason why he didn't."
He looked at Ai who sat facing forward, opening her journal to jot down the instructions listed on the board.
"Let's hope Haibara has a name," Conan thought turning to the board. "The more we know, the better."
Walking through the halls was as crowded as any other day. Tim pushed his way through, still exhausted from last nights occasions.
"First class of the day," Tim said with a deep breath. "How I've been looking forward to this."
Tim arrived in class to find everyone scattered about, only a few already in their seats. He did the same, opening his bag to layout all he needed for the period. Just as he sat back in his chair he felt a tap come upon his shoulder, looking to find Airi standing over him.
"Tim did you catch that chase of Kaitou Kid last night," Airi asked. "One of the wildest things I've seen, wish I could have been there in person."
"Was a little busy last night, so I didn't see it," Tim replied. "Though I did catch a glimpse of it on the morning news."
"Who do you think that other guy was?"
"What do you mean?" Tim questioned.
"The masked man who was with him of course." Airi answered.
"They say his names Red Robin," Sonoko said joining the two. "I'm betting he's Kid's sidekick or something."
"Sidekick." Tim remarked turning to her.
"Why not," Sonoko said. "He's a very influential guy, it was only a matter of time before he took someone under his cape."
"Wow Sonoko, I never thought of it that way." Airi said. "But wasn't he that guy the police have been looking for, for a couple days now?"
"I believe so."
Tim directed his attention back to the front of the room, opening his book to where they had left off the previous day.
"Sidekick huh," Tim thought with a smile. "And here I thought I was my own man finally."
Mrs. V came through the door in the following minute, those still standing quickly taking to their seats.
"The first thing I need to do when I get back to the apartment is to enhance that footage," Tim thought to himself. "If all goes as I think it will, we should know what was written on that sheet of paper Chianti and Freil passed around."
Without paying much attention to the time, the final bell of the day hit. It had seemed to fly by. Maybe it was the fact it was a Friday. She had been the first of her friends to arrive at the front of the school, Conan being the second.
"You're usually the first out." Ai said as he stopped in front of her.
"Got stuck in traffic," Conan stated. "So were you able to find out the name of the corporation you overheard those men speak of?"
"Not yet," Ai replied. "Whatever is going on must be under tight wraps, I found nothing on any kind of merger."
"That puts us straight back at square one," Conan said. "Guess we'll see what Tim was able to find out."
"You had Tim look into this as well?"
"Not exactly, he did this in his own regard," Conan replied. "After Tim heard about what happened to us he decided to go to a press conference which was held yesterday just outside the building."
"So I take it you haven't talked with him since?"
Conan nodded.
"He must have been busy last night," Conan said. "I tried contacting him a few times."
"What are you expecting to hear?"
"I don't know," Conan responded. "Something that could possibly shed some light on this whole ordeal."
The two of them turned to see the rest of the Detective Boys heading their way.
"I guess we'll discuss this later." Conan said.
"I'll keep searching," Ai agreed. "In the mean time you should go and find out what your new friend may have learned from that conference."
"Will do." Conan said as the others joined them.
"Finally," Genta said looking up at the sky. "The weekend has finally arrived."
"What do you guys want to do?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"We could go see a movie." Ayumi suggested.
"That sounds like a good idea to me," Genta said turning to the others. "What do you guys think?"
"I don't see why not," Mitsuhiko said. "But what should we go see?"
"That's a good question." Genta said giving it some thought.
The five of them walked from the school grounds, making their way up the street.
"What do you think Conan," Ayumi asked. "What would you like to go see?"
"It depends on what's playing," Conan replied. "I'll have a look in the paper when I get home."
"We'll all check," Genta said. "There's got to be something we can all enjoy."
"Then it's settled," Conan said. "We'll meet tomorrow and decide on what we'll see."
The halls were nearly empty by this time. Just like most other days, Tim was one of the last to leave the building. He was surprised to see her waiting standing at the wall once exiting through the front entrance.
"Sonoko what are you still doing here," Tim asked. "You're usually long gone by the time I get out."
"Who says I was waiting for you?"
"You have a point," Tim said turning away. "I guess I just assumed."
He headed toward the street at his regular pace, hearing the sound of someone running up to the side of him.
"I thought you said you weren't waiting for me." Tim said looking to find Sonoko.
"I never said that," Sonoko stated. "You just assumed that if I recall."
"So why is it you waited for me, did you have something to ask?"
"It's about Ran."
"What's wrong," Tim questioned. "Is she ok?"
"That's what I'm trying to figure," Sonoko replied. "It seems like something is bothering her."
"I don't know Sonoko," Tim said. "She seemed ok to me."
"I know Ran better than most," Sonoko stated. "There's defiantly something on her mind."
"Well if you feel that way, they why don't you just try talking to her." Tim questioned.
"Of course I've gone to her about it," Sonoko informed. "She keeps denying that anything is wrong."
"That's all good and said," Tim stated resting his hands to his pocket. "But why now are you coming to me about all of this?"
"Without Shinichi being around much, I thought I'd ask you to try talking to her."
"Why even try," Tim said. "If she wont tell her best friend, what makes you think she'll tell me?"
"Why did I even bother," Sonoko said turning away. "Just forget it, it's probably nothing anyway."
They found themselves walking in opposite directions, neither looking back to face the other.
"That didn't go to well."
Tim arrived back at the apartment, heading straight for the elevator. His phone began to ring once in, pulling it out to find a surprise call. He answered it, a conversation ensuing on his way to the room. He turned the corner to see Conan standing to the side of his door. He unlocked it, allowing for the two of them to walk in. Conan took a seat to the end of the bed, waiting for him to finish his phone conversation which lasted for about another minute.
"I heard you mention Sonoko," Conan said. "Is that who you were talking to?"
"No, it's just someone I'm supposed to meet down in Fukuoka next week some time."
"Friend of yours?"
"I guess you could say that," Tim replied. "Though we've never actually met."
"Before I forget," Conan said releasing his bag from his shoulders. "Heiji called just a few minutes ago."
"Is that so," Tim said. "What did he say?"
"He wants you to meet him in Osaka as soon as you can," Conan replied. "He said something about having a lead on something."
"You plan on going with me?"
"Sure, I'll just check with Ran first."
"Speaking of which," Tim said sitting at the chair. "According to Sonoko, Ran hasn't been feeling all to well."
"Is she sick?" Conan asked.
"Sounds more like she has something on her mind," Tim answered. "You should try talking to her."
"I see."
There was a long pause between the two. He could feel something was wrong, but what could it be?
"Is everything ok Kudo," Tim asked. "Anything you need to get off your chest?"
"...I'm fine," Conan said assuringly. "So how'd that conference go, were you able to find out anything?"
"Not much, but we do know who runs the place," Tim stated. "Bondo Salvonte."
"Now that was unexpected," Conan said. "Did you get a chance to talk with him?"
"Went for a ride with him after his little speech was over," Tim confirmed. "From the way he talked I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know what was going on."
"So you don't think he had anything to do with what was going on?"
"Don't know," Tim replied. "They've had a few breaches in their system, Bondo believes there is someone within the company running their own little operation."
"That's a twist," Conan said. "Should be fun figuring out who it is, if that truly is the case."
Tim turned to the desk, flipping the computer up with the tap of the power.
"What about Ai," Tim asked. "Have you talked with her yet?"
"She doesn't remember much," Conan stated. "But she did overhear something about a merger between the two companies."
"A merger huh," Tim said becoming interested. "So what's the name of this other company?"
"She hasn't been able to find out yet," Conan replied. "But she's still looking."
"We have a lot to do, so we better get started." Tim said sitting up.
"So what happened between you and Kaitou Kid?"
"It's a very complex situation."
He headed over to the drawers, packing a small margin of things he'd need for the coming hours. Once finished he looked back at Conan who laid square to his back.
"What are you doing Shinichi," Tim asked. "Aren't you going to call and ask Ran if you can tag along?"
"I changed my mind," Conan said sitting up. "I've decided to stay here, besides he's coming back with you."
"He is?"
"That's what he said." Conan stated.
"What do you plan on doing in the mean time?"
"I'll head over to Agasa's," Conan answered. "Once we have a name on that other company I'll let you know."
"Sounds good to me."
He finished the last of his packing, dressing into something more casual before the two of them headed out of the room. Tim reached for his phone as they walked, calling him right on the spot.
"Heiji I'm on my way."
"That was quick, didn't expect you to come so quickly."
"You're the one who said as soon as possible remember," Tim said. "So where am I supposed to meet you?"
"I'll be at the station waiting for you," Heiji replied. "No way we'll miss each other."
"See you then."
He hung up with those final words, the two of them stepping from the elevator once reaching the lobby.
"What do you think this lead he found is all about?"
Conan shrugged.
"Your guess is good as mine," Conan said. "Why didn't you just ask him when you were on the phone?"
"Good question."
They continued on, walking out the front entrance. They came to a stop once reaching the sidewalk.
"This is where we split paths," Tim said. "See you soon, most likely tomorrow."
"That's what I was thinking," Conan said. "Try not to let Heiji take you guys off the case at hand, it doesn't happen much but he can get a little side tracked from little things here and there."
"Thanks for the heads up," Tim said. "I'll keep that in mind."
Conan walked to the right with Tim going to the left. It wasn't to far of a walk from where he was, arriving at the train station within thirty minutes. He paid for a ticket, heading to the line where everyone waited.
"This should be a rather long ride," Tim thought to himself. "The question now becomes, what to do within that time."
Once making it into the train he took to the back, finding himself an empty seat. Five minutes into the ride he could feel it, resting his head back in comfort.
"This is going to be longer than I thought."
Hours had passed, the search still in full affect. He stood to the chair beside her, looking to see if they were any closer to gaining additional information on what they already knew. The door bell rang loud and clear, shattering the silence of the house.
"I'll get it." Hiroshi said heading for the door.
He opened it, looking down to see Conan standing before him.
"Come right on in," Hiroshi said stepping to the side. "We've been expecting you."
"Would have been here sooner," Conan explained. "Got caught up in a few things."
The two of them walked over to the computer, Ai glimpsing back as they approached.
"Find anything yet?" Conan asked.
"Not yet," Ai replied looking at the screen. "But I'm still looking."
"I went through a few files myself," Hiroshi stated. "I wasn't able to find anything either."
"We have to keep looking," Conan said. "There's got to be something, unless those men had no idea what they were talking about."
"They sounded pretty positive, desperate even." Ai said.
"Desperate," Conan questioned. "What do you mean by that?"
"The way they talked," Ai replied. "It sounded like they were in a hurry, almost like they were on some kind of deadline."
Conan brought a hand over his chin. What could that mean? He began walking from side to side, trying to make meaning out of what was given.
"What are you thinking Shinichi?" Dr Agasa asked.
"I don't know," Conan replied. "What if they were trying to make or construct something."
"What do you mean?" Hiroshi asked.
"The merger, a deadline possibility even," Conan said. "Maybe they were trying to make something that could match their competitors, and with time coming to a close on their business they might have been forced to a merger."
"That's a bit of a stretch don't you think?" Dr Agasa questioned.
"True, but I'm just going off of what we know," Conan said. "I'm not saying it's the case, just a possibility."
"If we can find the name of this other company, we should have all the answers we need." Ai said.
"Then let's keep looking." Conan said joining to the left side of her.
It had been a long one, just as he expected. The sound of the train coming to a stop awoke him from his nap, tossing his bag over his shoulders. He made his way out, looking in all directions as those around passed by.
"Now where could he be."
With that thought he felt a hand lay to his right shoulder, turning to be greeted by Heiji.
"Glad you could make it on such short notice," Heiji said. "Right this way, and try not to get lost."
"What is that meter over there," Tim asked noticing something pinned to the wall with a frequent level change. "What exactly is that thing measuring, the temperature?"
"Good guess, but no," Heiji replied. "It actually measures the pace everyone is moving at,"
"Interesting, I wonder why they'd make something like that."
"I could find out for you if you'd like," Heiji said. "We have them at our airports to."
"Let me guess, you can see the speeds of the planes before take off?"
"That's correct," Heiji confirmed. "But enough about that, let's get going."
"Whatever you say captain."
He followed him up a fleet of stairs, looking at the night sky as the two continued to walk for minutes to come. The noise level drastically dropped once making it to the road way, Tim catching up while taking to the side of him.
"I'm surprised Kudo didn't come with you," Heiji said. "What happened, was he to busy?"
"He's actually looking into something else," Tim replied. "So what was so important that you wanted me to come all the way here?"
Heiji reached into his back pocket, pulling out a folder. He unrolled it, reaching in to reveal a few pictures.
"What happened here," Tim asked taking the freighting images in hand. "Was this gang related?"
"One witness was present," Heiji informed. "They were able to get a shot of one of the men leaving the scene."
Heiji held out the picture.
"See that," Heiji pointed to the back of the neck. "That's the same sideways 'w' Ryo had on the back of his neck."
"That must mean the Black Yangs were involved," Tim said. "How far from here did this happen?"
"About two miles," Heiji replied handing him the image. "Using your little handy dandy computer I'm pretty sure you can enhance that."
"With any luck we might be able to make meaning out of these markings." Tim said accepting it.
He slid the image into his bag, zipping it shut once done.
"That can't be all you called me here for," Tim said. "You could have brought that down to Tokyo, or sent it through an email even."
Heiji laughed, pivoting the position of his hat as he did.
"I guess you have a point," Heiji said with another laugh. "I mainly asked you here so I could show you around."
Tim shook his head from side to side, a slight smile coming to him.
"And this is exactly what Kudo was talking about."
"Come on Drake," Heiji said with the signal of his hand. "I know some places you'd find most interesting."
"Your kind of interesting or my kind?" Tim asked.
"A little of both," Heiji replied. "Come on, we don't have all night."
"This better not be some senior chess club meeting." Tim joked as they walked once more.
They caught a cab shortly there after, Heiji pointing out many different things as they drove. Many activities took place along the sides of the street, even passing by a few live events. Tim looked at him as they drove through a dark tunnel, seeing that eased look in his eyes.
"I never really thought about it up until this point," Tim thought. "Besides Damian, Heiji is the only other person to address me by Drake..... and you know, I don't mind it."
The cab came to a stop after another few minutes of driving, the two stepping out in the following seconds. He looked to the building before him, knowing exactly where they were.
"The police department," Tim said turning to Heiji. "What are we doing here?"
"Don't worry, this won't take long," Heiji stated. "There's someone I want you to meet, and knowing him he should still be here."
Tim followed him in, walking through to see many closing up for the night. Heiji received a few side comments on their way, arriving at his office door a short time later. Heiji gave it a few knocks, taking a step back after doing so.
"The doors unlocked." A voice spoke from the other side.
With the ok the two of them walked in, coming to a stop in front of his desk.
"Tim, this is Hattori Heizo," Heiji introduced. "My father."
"Nice to meet you." Tim said holding out his hand.
"You must be Drake," Heizo said shaking it. "My son has mentioned you a few times, I hope you've been staying out of trouble."
"Of course sir," Tim said. "And if I weren't Heiji would be on it in no time."
"How much longer do you plan on staying here?" Heiji asked.
"Maybe another hour or so," Heizo replied. "I have a few things to sort through."
"Does mom know you're working late?"
"I've been working late for the past few days now," Heizo stated. "She's accustomed to it by now, especially given the situation at hand."
"What's wrong," Heiji asked noticing the change in tone. "Did something else happen?" Heiji asked.
Tim took a few steps back, turning for the door as he did.
"I'll let the two of you talk," Tim said. "Heiji I'll meet you outside."
"I'll join you soon."
With that he exited the room, walking back through the front doors where he waited. Tim leaned to the side of the wall, looking at the sky to see if he could single out the brightest star. He quickly found himself in somewhat of a trance, his mind more rested than it had been all day. Minutes passed as he waited. The sound of a whistle snapped him back to where he stood, looking to see Heiji heading his way.
"Sorry about that little delay," Heiji apologized. "Just had to go over a few things in there."
"What were the two of you discussing?" Tim asked.
"Just a little update on the guys we're dealing with," Heiji replied. "Similar violence has been noted from here, all the way up to Akita."
"These guys really do get around."
"There attacks have increased in the past week," Heiji said. "It was never this bad before, it's almost as if something triggered them."
He could see the look in his eyes, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
"You're not implying this has something to do with me are you?" Tim asked.
"They've already seen you going after the Outworlders," Heiji said. "They must figure you'll come after them next, the attacks are their way of daring you to come."
"Anything else you want to add?"
"I think now would be the perfect time for you to call in one of your allies," Heiji answered. "Things are only going to get worse from here on out."
"Like I said before, there is much going on back home," Tim stated. "If I felt it wasn't something we couldn't handle I'd have made the call right on the spot."
There was no use in arguing it. His mind had been made, and there was no changing it.
The time continued to click away, and still they had no name on the company they hoped to find. He sat on the couch with his head rested back, something coming to mind. Conan jumped down, heading back to the computer.
"Haibara do you have anything yet?"
"I've looked everywhere," Ai replied turning to him. "There's just nothing here mentioning a merger."
"Maybe it's just because we're not being flexible enough."
"Shinichi what are you suggesting?" Hiroshi asked.
"Let's start from the ground up," Conan said. "Check to see if anyone has been funding them and vice versa, any ongoing activity between them and any other large company."
Ai did as he said. Both Conan and Hiroshi stood in wait, minutes passing before she looked back at the two.
"Did you find something?" Hiroshi asked.
"Out of all the searches I was only able to find one result," Ai said. "It seems this is the only company doing business with the one we were held captive."
"Where's it located," Hiroshi asked. "Is it around here?"
"No, far from it," Ai replied. "It's located in New Troy, Metropolis."
"What's the name of the company?" Conan asked.
"LexCorp," Ai replied. "The organization being run by a man named Lex Luthor."
"This must be the company you heard them mention," Conan said. "Maybe there are talks of a merger, but not something completely set in stone."
"I guess that's a wait and see situation." Hiroshi said.
Conan looked to his watch, almost forgetting how late it was getting.
"I better get going," Conan said. "I'll be back some time tomorrow, we'll figure out what to do next from there."
"I'll walk you to the door."
Conan made his way over, accompanied by Dr. Agasa who walked by his side. He slid his shoes into place, opening the door while waving on his way out.
"Be careful on your way home."
"Don't worry, I've got my eyes pealed."
The door closed from there, Conan dropping his hands at his side as he walked. Though they had learned the name of the company, he felt they had gained no further ground from where they had been.
"He's probably busy right now, but come tomorrow I'll ask Tim what he knows about this LexCorp," Conan thought to himself. "And Lex Luthor for that matter, I'm sure he must know something."
They had made their sixth stop, walking into a coffee shop for a late run. Tim sat across from him, reading through the paper that lay on the table. Heiji took a sip from the mug, looking out the window at the roadway.
"Hey Drake, can I ask you something?"
"Go right on ahead." Tim replied continuing to flip through.
"What do you like to do for fun?"
He set the paper down, giving what he asked a moments thought.
"Well besides computer work, I love to come up with new ideas," Tim began. "I have a few gadgets I've been working on back at home, I'm sure you'd love to see them once I've finished."
"..Ok."
"Besides that I try and keep up with my staff training," Tim continued."To be proficient at what you do, training is always a big part of that."
"That's nice and all," Heiji said. "But I was actually wondering if there's anything you like to do that doesn't relate to your night life."
"Oh," Tim said sitting back with the grab of the paper. "Why didn't you just say so?"
"I guess that's my fault for not clarifying."
Heiji sat back as well, nearly a minute passing as he waited for an answer.
"Let me guess," Heiji said sitting up "You don't have anything you like to do outside of your carrier, do you?"
"Hold on a sec, I'm still thinking."
"With the way things are going we could be sitting here all night."
Heiji laughed as he felt someone take a seat beside him. Tim seeing who it was raised the paper over his eyes.
"Kazuha," Heiji exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"I've been trying to contact you all day," Kazuha snapped. "You've been ignoring me, haven't you?!"
"I was busy," Heiji replied. "So many cases to look into."
"That doesn't mean you can't answer your phone once in awhile," Kazuha said turning with the snatch of the paper from his hand. "And I don't know who you think you're hiding from, because you're sure not fooling me."
"I wasn't hiding from anyone," Tim said with a smile. "The print was rather small, so I had to bring it in."
"How come you haven't been answering my calls," Kazuha asked pushing toward him. "I thought you said you'd call if you were ever down in Osaka."
"I was goanna call," Tim stated. "I swear."
"Me to," Heiji added. "It's just that my phone was dead."
"Is that so," Kazuha said turning to him. "Let me see your phone."
"I... left it at home," Heiji came up with.
"Fine, then I guess you don't mind me checking your pockets."
"Go right on ahead."
Heiji reached his hand around Kazuha as she searched, dropping his phone to the table while sliding it across. Tim took the phone into his hand, shaking his head as he slipped it into his pocket. She sat up once cleared, looking back to Tim who did his best to keep a straight face.
"Ok then smart guy," Kazuha said. "What were you going to call me about?"
"Heiji and I plan on heading back to Tokyo in the morning," Tim replied. "I was wondering if you'd come along, we can do anything you want when we get there."
"Does that mean you'll go shopping with me?"
"Of course, Heiji and I would love that," Tim replied. "We can even invite the others."
"So this whole thing was supposed to be a surprise," Kazuha said sitting up from the table. "I'm going to go pack, I'll see the two of you in the morning."
"See you then." Tim said as she walked off.
He then turned to Heiji who glared over at him.
"What?"
"All I asked was for you to get one of your guys to help out, but no," Heiji stated. "But when it comes to Kazuha and her mystery mystical powers you can't help but suck up, and to make matters worse you said I'll go shopping to."
"Relax Heiji, I'm already planning our way out of this," Tim said tossing him his phone back to him. "Don't worry about a thing."
"When it comes to you, worrying comes with the slip."
"I'm just curious," Tim said as they stepped up from the table. "How did she know we were here anyway?"
"This is one of my favorite spots to hang," Heiji replied. "If anyone were looking for me this would be one of the first places to come."
"That would explain."
"So where do you plan on staying tonight?" Heiji asked.
"On my way back to Tokyo." Tim replied.
"I thought you said you weren't leaving until the morning."
"I guess I kinda lied," Tim said. "Besides, I'm sure you and Kazuha have many topics you can discuss on the way."
"You're too much."
"Better than too little," Tim said as they stepped out from the coffee shop. "Bring your A game, we're going to need it."
"You don't have to tell me," Heiji said. "You just better keep your end of the deal and get us out of a shopping spree tomorrow."
"Deal."
Things had finally calmed down to their comfort level. They had usually met sooner than this, but given the fact who they were dealing with extra precautions were taken. A knock came at the door, followed by two quick ones confirming their code. He opened the door to allow the two of them in.
"Where's Gin?" Chianti asked as the door closed behind them.
He stepped from the shadows of the room, joining the three of them.
"I see Mr. Craig is still alive," Gin said. "From your brief message you sent Chianti, I'd say you ran into a little trouble."
"It was Red Robin." Korn answered.
"That would explain that chase I saw on the TV," Vodka said. "Even the police couldn't bring him down."
"What happened?" Gin asked.
"He confronted me in the womens bathroom, knocking me unconscious," Chianti replied. "When I awoke I was hanging upside down."
"What is this, some kind of game to him?" Vodka questioned.
"It was strange." Chianti said.
"Strange," Gin questioned. "What do you mean?"
"The way he talked to me," Chianti replied. "It's like he knew me, all of us for that matter."
"Like he knew us?"
"He dressed as you in an effort to full me," Chianti replied. "It seems he may know us, but even with that mask... I don't believe I've ever met him."
"Now he's disguising himself as us," Vodka stomped. "This guy has a lot of nerve."
"I want him for myself," Chianti stated. "I'm going to put one right through his head."
"Your ego is what got you caught in the first place," Gin said. "I think it's time we alerted everyone else about this... problem."
"I've had enough!"
Vodka stormed out, leaving the three of them looking to one another. Gin followed after him, stepping to the side of him as they exited the broke down motel.
"Something's been on your mind, I think it's time you told me."
Vodka stopped, staring down at the ground. They both knew what was on his mind,but there was something he had held back after the second encounter.
"It's what Chianti said," Vodka began. "About him knowing who we are."
"What are you trying to say," Gin asked. "If you're thinking he could be Akai, then drop it, there's no way.."
"That was my first thought as well," Vodka said. "But if it were Akai he'd have probably tried killing us by now, but this Red Robin guy seems to have some code that goes against that."
"Well if it's not Akai, then who?"
"It all adds up, no body, the poison having no affect on him," Vodka said. "The way he's been able to play around us, the only detective that had knowledge of us.... it has to be Kudo Shinichi."
"You're crazy." Gin said.
"Think about it Gin," Vodka continued. "No one's seen the guy, he's been out there training, waiting until he was prepared enough to challenge us."
"That's insane, no one could get that good in such a short amount of time."
"No one but that detective it seems," Vodka said. "It's the only thing that makes sense, it has to be him."
Gin turned away, he didn't want to believe it. But the more he thought about it, the more sense it made. The question now became, where to find him. He looked back at Vodka who still held his stance.
"So what do you think?"
"It's a stretch, but one we have to take into account," Gin said turning to walk.
"This time we'll finish the job." Vodka said walking along side him.
"It seems we may have our masked bird locked in," Gin stated. "Shinichi Kudo will meet his end come the end of the week."
The sun shined bright upon him, his eyes slowly opening at the sight. The door to the room cracked open, Conan looking over at Ran who stood in the doorway.
"You sure slept in," Ran said looking at the clock which read ten after eleven. "I'm going to the mall, would you like to come?"
He pushed up, taking a couple seconds to think it over.
"Heiji's going to be there," Ran said tipping the scale. "He and Kazuha got on a train earlier this morning and are on their way."
"What time are they going to be up there?" Conan asked.
"We're supposed to meet anytime between one and two." Ran replied.
"You can count me in."
Conan dressed quickly in the coming minutes, dropping a cap to the top of his head. They left the house within the next hour, Sonoko meeting up with them on their way there. Conan tried calling Tim, not receiving a response. He just assumed he was busy, paying little attention to it.
"Where are we supposed to meet them?" Sonoko asked.
"At the fountain." Ran replied.
Conan trotted close behind with his hands in his pocket. He was anxious to find out what kind of company Lexcorp was. Once at the fountain they had a seat at one of the benches, watching as those near them continued to walk. Sonoko looked at Ran who remained quiet. She decided not to say anything, at least not yet. He looked over noticing a strange man in a Yankees cap staring over at them. Conan narrowed his eyes at this.
"What's that guys problem?"
In the next few seconds they were joined by both Heiji and Kazuha. Ran looked up at her in surprise.
"Wow, I didn't expect the two of you this quick." Ran stated.
"Where's Tim?" Kazuha asked noticing he was not present.
"I didn't know he was coming." Ran said.
"No worries there," Heiji said. "I already left him a message on his phone where to meet us."
The two of them sat down as well, joining the three at the table. Heiji looked at Conan who looked back in return.
"Don't worry Kudo," Heiji whispered. "Tim said he has a plan to get us out of this shopping stuff."
"Why do I get the feeling that means he's just not going to show?" Conan thought to himself.
They continued to wait, five minutes turning into fifteen.
"He's not coming, is he?" Heiji asked not expecting an answer.
"I could have told you that." Conan said.
"Ran do you see that guy over there," Sonoko pointed. "He's been staring over at you for the past ten minutes."
Everyone looked over. It was the same guy Conan had noticed when they had first arrived. Heiji laughed at this.
"What's the big deal," Heiji questioned. "What guy doesn't find his eyes wondering to Ran, it's probably nothing to worry about."
"What's that supposed to mean," Kazuha asked. "Are you saying you can't keep your eyes off of her either?"
"That's not true," Heiji said. "You're taking things out of context."
"How so?"
Ran couldn't help but laugh at this. Conan kept his eyes to the man in the corner, watching his every move.
"Why is he watching us, unless..."
He turned to the other side, looking to find a man holding a large black bag standing at the opposite wall.
"That's what it is," Conan thought. "He wasn't watching us, he watching whoever this guy is."
Conan continued his look out, watching as someone joined the man holding the black bag. They talked for over a minute or so, the man holding the bag opening it to reveal what was inside.
"As you can see it's all there."
"It's to bad you were late getting it to us."
"What do you mean?"
He grabbed the bag from his hand, pulling a gun from his jacket, while firing two rounds as he took off. The others sitting to the table were alerted by the gun fire. Ran jumped up from her seat, immediately chasing after him.
"Ran don't do it!" Sonoko yelled chasing after her.
Conan did the same, hoping he could get a clean shot using his stun gun. He turned at the sound of them pursuing him, looking back with the aim of his gun. Ran froze, the gun pointed straight at her. His finger touched down upon the trigger. There was no way he'd get to her in time.
"Ran!!"
The sound of the shot went off, Conan feeling someone zip past him. Ran fell stiff, feeling her body lifted upward with Sonoko being kicked to the ground all in one motion. The bullets flew by as they safely fell to the ground.
"It's him, the man in the baseball cap!"
He flipped back to his feet, kicking the tray a waitress held in her hand next to him into his possession. Thinking quickly he used it as a Frisbee, knocking the gunmen over the head as he ran.
"Stay down." He instructed to both Sonoko and Ran.
Conan watched as he raced over. The gunmen quickly got back to his feet ,swinging a knife at him. The man in the cap fell backward while gaining balance with the use of one hand, extending his foot out to knock the gunmen to the ground. This time he didn't get up.
"Wow, this guys good." Heiji said stepping up beside Conan.
"Extremely." Conan added. "He just defied what any normal man shouldn't be able to do."
"He's quick, maybe even quicker than Drake." Heiji stated.
"But who is he?" Conan questioned.
"Are you two ok?!" Kazuha asked running over to Ran and Sonoko.
"We are, thanks to that guy." Sonoko pointed.
"Isn't he the same guy who was staring over at you Ran?" Kazuha asked.
"That's the one." Ran confirmed.
They watched as he engaged in conversation with one of mall cops, no doubt telling him about what had happened.
"Lets just head back to the bench," Kazuha suggested. "We can wait over there."
Conan looked to the other side, watching as they put the man who was shot onto a stretcher.
"Looks like he'll live."
They took back to the bench, letting their nerves clear from what had happened. Minutes passed, and there was still no sign of Tim. Conan looked back at the wall to see him still standing there. Everyone else noticed him as well.
"Sonoko, Ran, aren't you two going to go over and thank him?" Heiji asked.
The two of them looked to him once more, there was something mysterious about him. Something that seemed to scare them, but they weren't sure what.
"I think we'll hold off on that one." Sonoko replied.
"Why don't you try talking to him," Kazuha said tapping Heiji. "The rest of us will join you as soon as the cost is clear."
"I don't know, it doesn't look like he likes me to much," Heiji said sitting forward. "Though I'm betting you could win him over with your charm."
"Fine," Conan said jumping down from the bench. "I'll go."
"Go where?"
The five of them turned to see Tim come to a stop.
"What took you so long?" Kazuha asked stepping up to him with the cross of her arms.
"I was told two O'clock," Tim said looking to his watch. "I'm five minutes early."
"Heiji and Kazuha arrived earlier than we thought," Ran said. "That must be what threw everything off."
"So where exactly was Conan about to go?" Tim asked.
"There," Sonoko pointed. "Do you see that man there?"
Tim's eyes narrowed, heading straight for him.
"Don't you want to hear what happened before walking into the lions den?"
Tim ignored her, coming to a stop once reaching him. Neither said a word for the first few seconds.
"So... this is what you do during the day time."
"This is a special occasion," Tim replied with a smile. "You know that cap over your eyes can't fool me, though I will say I'm a little surprised to see you here."
"You shouldn't be," He said pushing the hat from his eyes. "Your little TV stunt you pulled isn't sitting very well with Bruce, it took a lot for me to convince him to let me come in his place."
The two of them looked down as Conan approached.
"Tim, do you know this man?" Conan asked looking from one to the other.
Tim nodded in response.
"Conan, this is my brother," Tim said looking back to him. "Dick Grayson."
"I've heard much," Dick said with a welcoming smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Shinichi Kudo."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 36
Test of the Chase
The coldness from within him was gone, pushing the blanket from over himself to find he was back in his own bed. He reached for his face, pushing up at the odd feeling.
"My glasses, where are my glasses?"
He looked to the side of the pillow, finding them laying right there.
"Phew, had me worried there for a second." Conan said placing them on.
He then looked to see his school clothes sitting at the side, noticing he had thirty minutes until class was to begin.
"What can I say, it was fun while it lasted."
Conan dropped to the ground, grabbing his clothes in a hurry.. Once dressed he left the room, making sure he had everything he required for class.
"Not you too." Kogoro said watching as he headed for the door.
"What do you mean?" Conan asked bringing a hand to the knob.
"After what happened I thought you kids would want to stay here for the day," Kogoro replied. "What's missing one day of school going to do anyway?"
Conan laughed in response.
"We only have two days left until the weekend," Conan stated. "Besides I'm pretty sure my friends are going to."
"Huh, have it your way," Kogoro said sitting back. "If it were me I'd camp it here."
Conan turned back to the door, exiting with the shake of his head. It was a slow walk there, still thinking about the events that had taken place two nights ago. Who were those three men, and what was it they wanted? But more captivating to his mind was something that had happened, something he had not been truly truthful about. He arrived to the front of the school to find a few of his friends waiting.
"I told you he'd come." Ayumi said.
"Hey Conan, how come you didn't join us after you called the police?" Genta asked.
"They... told me to stay put," Conan replied. "They didn't want me going back through the building."
"That would explain why you never showed," Mitsuhiko said. "I presume you met Red Robin as well?"
"I sure did, he's the one who lead me to the other side." Conan stated.
"Have you heard from Ai," Ayumi asked. "I tried calling her this morning but she didn't pick up."
"She's probably just asleep," Conan replied. "I wouldn't be surprised if she stays home for the day."
"Hey, maybe we could head over after school." Mitsuhiko suggested.
"Sounds good to me!" Ayumi yelled in agreement.
"I'm not busy, I'll go to," Genta said. "What about you Conan, are you going to come?"
He nodded.
"We'll all go together."
Ready to get things started for the day, the four of them headed for class.
They sat to one of the many tables, going back and forth on their little agreement. Many walked past, Sonoko looking up just as Ran took a seat to the side of her.
"There you are," Sonoko said. "I called you this morning, how come you didn't answer?"
"My phone was up at the station," Ran replied. "I didn't get it back until five minutes before coming here."
"So what happened?"
"I.. I don't remember much, my mind was so clouded." Ran said.
"But you had to have remembered something, right?"
"He was there..... Shinichi."
"Shinichi was there," Sonoko questioned. "Are you sure?"
"I'm positive."
"Isn't that the guy you mentioned at the park?" Tim asked from across the table.
Ran nodded.
"So, what did he say?" Sonoko asked.
"We didn't have much time to talk," Ran answered. "He kept on saying we need to hurry, almost as if someone was coming after us."
"I wonder what he could have meant." Tim said acting clueless.
"How'd you get out?" Sonoko asked.
"I don't remember," Ran replied. "The last thing I recall was when we, we..."
"We," Sonoko questioned. "What did you do?"
"Never mind," Ran said with the turn of her head. "Most of what happened is still somewhat of a blur."
"The good thing is you're safe," Sonoko said placing a hand over hers. "You had me so worried."
Tim smiled at this. Sonoko noticing this glared over at him.
"What were you two talking about before I came over?" Ran asked.
"Tim here was in talks of backing out on what we agreed on," Sonoko stated. "Says he's to busy to help me with my chemistry grade."
"Here's some advice," Tim said. "How about paying attention to what Mrs. V is teaching instead of everything else around you?"
"Fine, but you still owe me at least one sit down session."
"To bad mashed potatoes aren't on the menu today." Tim muttered.
"What did you just say!"
"Can't the two of you get along," Ran calmingly asked. "At least for one day?"
He was one of the first to leave the classroom when the final bell rang, making his way to the school yard. His friends joined him shortly there after.
"That was a pretty quick day considering." Mitsuhiko said.
"Conan did you catch up with all the notes you missed yesterday?" Genta asked.
"Yea, I jotted down all the important stuff," Conan replied. "Haibara's the one in for a treat."
"Or we could just make her a copy of our notes." Ayumi said.
"Most defiantly," Mitsuhiko agreed. "I'm sure she'd appreciate that."
They skipped along, making their way down one block to the next. Once there, they came to find the gate opened. Dr. Agasa stood to the front of the door waving over to them.
"Doc what are you doing out here," Conan asked as they approached. "Expecting someone?"
"As a matter a fact I was," Hiroshi confirmed. "It's good to see that all of you were able to make it."
"Where's Ai?" Ayumi asked anxiously.
"She's inside resting," Hiroshi said opening the door. "Why don't you all come in, I'm sure she'll be pleased to see you."
They accepted his proposal, walking in one after the other. There she was, laying to the couch. Her eyes peaked open at the sound of them approaching.
"How long have you been laying there?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"For much of the day." Ai replied.
"I see you have your stuffed rabbit with you." Ayumi pointed.
Ai looked to her side, noticing it sitting to the upper corner of the couch.
"I didn't even see it there." Ai said reaching for it.
"So how are you feeling," Conan asked. "Compared to that of yesterday?"
"Better I suppose, still rather tired though."
"Conan," Hiroshi called out after closing the front door. "Can I speak to you alone for a moment?"
"Of course," Conan replied before looking to the others. "I'll be right back you guys."
He followed him over to the computer where Agasa took a seat at the chair.
"So tell me Shinichi, how do you feel," Hiroshi asked. "I heard about your most recent transformation."
"Haibara told you, didn't she?"
"No, it was actually Timothy who let me in on your most recent episode." Hiroshi informed.
"What," Conan exclaimed. "Tim told you?!"
Ai looked over at the rise in his voice level.
"Not only that," Dr. Agasa continued. "He told me everything, even about his alter ego."
"What about Haibara," Conan asked glimpsing over to her. "Does she know?"
"No, he asked for me not to tell her."
"Guess that makes the both of us," Conan said dropping his hands to his pocket. "So how did he go about telling you?"
"Tim informed me that you had been abducted along with the others," Hiroshi stated. "He came to me in hopes of us tracking you down through your detective badges."
"So that's how he was able to find us." Conan said feeling enlightened.
"I'm afraid I don't fully understand Conan," Hiroshi said. "What exactly is it that he does when donning that mask?"
Conan thought about this for a second, trying to find the simplest answer he could possibly come up with.
"He's technically a super hero, if you wanna call it that," Conan finally answered. "That's the best way to think of it."
"Where is he now?"
"Not sure."
Conan pulled his phone from out of his pocket, calling him right on the spot.
"Hey, where are you?"
"On my way to that press conference," Tim replied. "Why, is something wrong?"
"Agasa was wondering," Conan said. "What are you hoping to find out at this little thing?"
"Don't know what to expect, but I'm interested to see who this guy is," Tim stated. "Any chance you can have a talk with Ai?"
"What about?"
"I'm wondering what she might have seen while in that place," Tim replied. "Any information you're able to gain could be helpful."
"May have to hold off on that request," Conan said looking over. "She's kinda the center of attention with the others right now."
"Don't stress it, whenever the opportunity arrises you can take it," Tim said. "I'll call you as soon as this conference ends."
"I'll be waiting."
He hung up with those last words, looking back to Agasa who stood from the chair.
"So where is he?"
"On his way to a conference being held outside of the facility we were held at."
"Not surprising," Hiroshi said. "After something like that occurs it calls for a public showing."
"Conan we're going to head to the park," Genta said walking over. "Are you going to come along?"
He looked up to Agasa then back.
"You can count me in."
Ai slid down from the couch, walking straight to her room.
"I won't be long," Ai said. "I'm going to change into something else."
"Take your time, we're in no hurry." Mitsuhiko said.
The cab continued down the road, slowing down as it neared the large facility. It came to a stop in the closing minute. Tim grabbed his school bag before stepping out, paying the cab driver for his services.
"Now to find where this little thing is being held."
He listened for the voices that traveled through the air, taking to the right side of the building. The lot was loaded with newscasters, security officials, and even bystanders. He made his way through the crowd, getting a clear view of where the podium stood.
"Looks like I haven't missed anything," Tim thought looking at his watch. "Should be starting anytime now."
Tim scoured the area with the turn of his head, catching sight of a limo coming to a stop a few yards away.
"Looks like it's show time."
He watched as the door to the limo opened, his eyes growing wide at who he saw. He still couldn't believe it, watching him head all the way up to the podium.
"Bondo Salvonte," Tim said letting his shades slide downward. "I can't believe it."
He quieted the crowd with his opening statement, everyone ready to listen to what he had to say. And so it began. Most of what he heard went through one ear and out the other, his focus elsewhere. He patiently waited for the speech to come to an end, which took a little over an hour. He watched as he headed back to his vehicle, knowing it would be his best chance to get his attention.
"Let's hope he's up to answering a question or two."
There was a small opening, allowing for him to get a clean path to where the limo wait. He noticed him right away amongst the crowd as he walked. Bondo came to a stop to face him.
"Timothy, what a surprise to see you," Bondo said. "What are you doing here?"
"Heard about what happened on the news," Tim replied. "I was wondering if I could ask a few questions, that is if it's ok with you of course."
"Come," Bondo said opening the limo door. "Let us go for a ride."
He smiled, accepting his offer with a step forward. They eased into their seats before taking off. It was just the two of them back there, neither saying a word for the first few moments of the ride.
"I heard about that little party you attended," Bondo spoke. "I was glad to hear no one was hurt in that explosion."
"I'm assuming your sister told you."
"Silvia said you played a little detective with that boy," Bondo said with a pause. "Conan, that is his name if I recall."
"That's right."
"It seems when you two are together danger is almost sure to ensue."
"I wouldn't say so," Tim said resting back. "But then again, fate has it's unpredictable ways."
"I've thought that much myself," Bondo said. "Well enough about that, what is it you had on your mind?"
"I was wondering what it is really going on at your facility."
"Research of course, regarding the interest of finding cure for multiple diseases and sickness," Bondo replied. "As you know, it can be a very slow and time consuming process."
"What about the reports on a Doctor Feltonn," Tim asked. "What happened to him?"
"To be honest, I'm not so sure," Bondo answered. "I suspect there may be someone working their own agenda."
"You mean someone within your company?"
"I can't confirm anything at this time, but I'm almost sure of it," Bondo stated. "We've had glitches throughout the system for the past few weeks."
"That doesn't sound good."
"It's something I plan to have handled within the next few days," Bondo said. "It's not something I'm to concerned about."
"Someone else working from the inside...... but who?"
They had gone to the park just as planned, trying their best to forget about the events of the two past days. Conan sat to a bench over looking the park, waiting for the right opportunity for her to be alone. How things were looking, it might not be for awhile to come. His phone buzzed in the coming seconds, taking his attention elsewhere.
"It's Ran, she must be wondering where I am."
He answered it, giving her an update on his whereabouts. She informed him she would be home late due to another after school karate session. Conan put his phone away once finished.
"Conan aren't you going to come over and hang with us?" Ayumi asked looking his way.
"You look so secluded over there all by yourself." Mitsuhiko said. "Are you sure you're feeling better?"
"Of course I am," Conan said dropping down from the bench. "I was just about to head over."
"Good," Genta remarked. "Because we were just about ready to start."
"Start what," Conan questioned. "Are we playing some kind of game?"
"Trust me," Mitsuhiko said. "You're going to love this."
Conan brought a hand to the back of his head, having no idea what he had in mind.
"Why do I have the feeling this is something they completely came up with?" Conan thought.
It wasn't until five O'clock that he arrived back to the apartment. There was defiantly something going on regarding Mr. Salvonte's company, but that's not where his focus could afford to be. It was Thursday, the day the meeting at the Billian Hotel was to take place. If what Nightel said was true, this would be his chance to intersect anything that may happen while apprehending Gin in the process.
He took a seat at the chair, monitoring the video footage through the surveillance cameras he had set up around the premises a day ago. He leaned forward after seeing someone head through one of the side doors.
"That's Freil," Tim said. "But what is he doing there?"
He kept him in his sights, looking at the top video screen which fed him a visual of the rooftops.
"I'm almost certain they'll have someone stake it up there," Tim thought. "Better keep a watch out, once everything is a go I'm moving in."
He continued to watch on for over an hour, it wasn't til then that he saw him enter through the front doors.
"And there's the man of the hour," Tim thought sighting Gin. "But who's the woman with him?"
She was dressed in all black just as Gin. Tim hadn't seen her before, was she a member of the organization? The two of them walked into a small restaurant within the hotel. Just as he looked down at his watch someone appeared to the roof. The one located north/east to the front entrance of the Billian Hotel. Tim immediately recognized who it was.
"Looks like my speech buddy Korn has joined the fray," Tim said taking note of the rifle in his grasp. "I doubt they plan on shooting for the kill, he must be there for if anything goes wrong."
One thing was still missing, the main piece to the puzzle. Michael Craig. He was the car dealer Nightel had spoken about, but where was he?
"Don't wanna move in just yet, gotta figure out how they plan on doing this."
Everything played into action in the next minute, Mr. Craig heading in through the front doors.
"Bingo, now we're in business."
Gin glimpsed up from the paper, looking over at the woman who sat at the other table a few feet away. She nodded in return with the snap of her finger. Not long after a waitress to the front desk walked over, dropping a slip of paper down to the table before walking off.
"What's going on here?"
Tim continued to watch, looking as she jotted down a message before tilting the end of her hat. The waitress headed back in response, taking the slip of paper with her. She took it to a table located in the back corner, placing it to where a man sat alone.
"There's Freil," Tim said. "Looks like they're in the final stages of their preparation, which means I better move in."
The time was ticking, and he still had no idea what their plan was. He found himself suited within a minute, tossing a black bag over his shoulder which carried extra contents. It was still relatively light out, so watching out for spectators was a high priority. He continued to watch the video footage through a device on his wrist, making his way to the hotel where everything was going to take place.
"Almost there," Red Robin said. "I can see the hotel from here."
He glimpsed back at his wrist to see the three of them still sitting to the same place. He finally came to a stop once reaching a building to the west side of the hotel. With the use of his cowl Red Robin zoomed in on Korn from afar, looking to see he had a pair of binoculars faced to one of the many windows.
"Besides the hotel, is there any other roof tops he has a clear visual of," Red Robin said scouring into the distance. "There's a building right behind, not to mention the construction site to the left."
His attention fell back to the surveillance footage, the woman dressed in black finally pushing up from where she sat. Gin kept his eyes elsewhere as she passed.
"Looks like they're making their move."
Michael Craig stood to the front desk, talking with one of the clerks. She passed by while placing a small device to his briefcase, evilly grinning as she did. Gin pleased by this stood from his chair, heading out through the front doors. Freil followed after him in the minutes following.
"That's strange," Red Robin said. "Why is it that she's the only who has yet to leave?"
That wasn't the only thing to his mind. What was it she had put to the side of his briefcase? Something that needed to be detonated perhaps? After finishing up his little chat with the clerk, Mr. Craig laughingly headed for the elevators. She responded to this, pulling some type of remote from her hand bag while walking to where the restrooms were located.
"Finally, I know what their plan is," Red Robin thought. "That would explain why she hasn't left."
He dropped his hand to the bag over his shoulder, zipping it open with a plan in mind.
"I had planned on using this on Gin," Red Robin admitted. "But given the circumstances this could work just as well."
Time was short, moving as quickly as he could with the first stage of his little deception.
It was quiet once in, the only sound coming from those in the lobby. She looked at the remote, checking the status of where he was through it's grid-like tracking system. A few minutes passed as she waited.
"Excellent, he's almost to his room."
She traced her thumb over the button to the center, pleased to see all was going as planned. The door to the bathroom swung open from behind causing her to jump, shocked at who stood before her.
"Vodka, what are you doing here," She questioned as he locked the door. "Can't you see this is the women's room?"
"There's been a change in plans," Vodka replied. "We're calling it off, this hit may raise too many questions."
"Your voice," She said with a step back. "You sound a little off, are you ok?"
Vodka didn't pay her comment any attention, not saying a word in return. She then looked back at the remote, getting confirmation he had arrived back to his room.
"Time to set those fireworks off." She said pleasingly.
Before she could click down to the button, the remote flew from her hand at the force of a flying object. She looked up at Vodka in confusion, watching as he swung something at her rendering her unconscious.
"Phase one is complete, now for the next stage."
They had played at the park for a little over an hour, putting their game on hold for another time. The rest of the group had gone their separate ways, leaving Conan and Ai the lone two still walking.
"So how did it feel?"
"What do you mean?" Conan asked looking up from the ground.
"You said it felt different when you transformed," Ai began. "When you reverted back did it feel different than usual?"
"I don't remember," Conan replied. "Those toxins in the air must have knocked me out, when I awoke I was back to where I am now."
"I see."
They turned at the end of the block, arriving to the street. Conan followed her all the way up to the gate, both stopping once there.
"Are you coming in?" Ai asked.
"Haven't been at the house yet, don't want Ran to get worried."
"Of course," Ai said. "Then I'll see you tomorrow."
Ai turned for the gate with Conan taking a step at her.
"Haibara can I ask you something?"
She turned back to him, giving him a nod after a long pause.
"Back at that facility, when we parted ways," Conan began. "What happened?"
"What do you mean?"
"Did you come across something I might not have?"
"Can't say I did," Ai replied. "But I did over hear a conversation taking place inside some kind of lab."
"Did they see you?"
She shook her head from left to right.
"I hid behind a desk."
"So what did you hear," Conan asked. "Anything that might explain what they were doing there?"
"No, but I did hear them speak of some kind of merger," Ai replied. "Between them and some other company."
"Do you remember the name?" Conan asked.
"It leaves me at the moment, but I know it ended in Corp," Ai answered. "I'll see what I can find tonight."
"That would be great," Conan said. "Thanks Haibara."
She smiled in return, walking through the front gate.
"See you tomorrow Shinichi."
Conan nodded, reaching for his phone while turning to walk. He dialed his number, finding it go straight to the answering machine.
"His phone must be off, I'll have to call him later tonight."
Sirens soared through the air as an ambulance truck drove by. The sun had finally lowered down for the night, the stars shinning bright in the distance. A warm wind blew by, her eyes opening at the sound of the fading sirens. She was strapped in place hanging upside down, turning her head to look around. Where was she, some kind of construction site? Her vision slowly came back, seeing him knelt down a few feet away from her. It all became clear from there.
"Sleeping beauty has finally decided to awake, so what's your name?"
She didn't reply.
"Fine, I'll go first," He said slightly leaning in. "I'm Red Robin, and you?"
She remained silent.
"Jeez, you're just as talented a speaker as your boyfriend Korn," Red Robin remarked. "What... does he not allow for you to talk to other guys?"
She kept her poise, not responding to anything he said.
"Playing hard to get I see, no matter," Red Robin said pulling a phone from his side. "Found this in your pocket, according to those trying to contact you your names Chianti."
He had finally gotten to her, a look of frustration coming over her.
"I also know what your plan was regarding Michael Craig," Red Robin said. "You put an explosive on the side of his briefcase, at first I couldn't figure out why you didn't take off with the others."
He pulled the detonator from his utility belt, holding it out for her to see.
"Gave this thing a further look," Red Robin continued. "It works through wave paths, going to far off target will render it useless, am I right?"
Chianti clutched her fists, unaware to him.
"You waited for him to head back to his room, that's when you planned on setting it off," Red Robin said. "That way you'd only take out the target, avoiding as many casualties as possible."
She spat out with Red Robin dodging his head to the side.
"So predictable, though I was expecting you to try that a little sooner." Red Robin tauntingly stated.
"You're so dead," Chianti said trying to wiggle free. "You hear me, you're a dead man."
"Wouldn't try struggling if I were you," Red Robin stated. "That grapple cord is some of the best in the business, you're not going anywhere."
"Then why am I here, what do you want with me?!"
"I want you to talk," Red Robin replied. "What was written to that slip of paper you two were passing around?"
"I'd die before telling you."
"I figured that much." Red Robin said pulling her phone out once more.
She watched as he typed away.
"Doesn't matter if she won't tell me, might be able to get a visual through the video recordings I have."
"What are you doing?" Chianti asked bitterly.
"Sending an S.O.S." Red Robin replied. "If you won't talk to me, maybe your buddy will."
"What do you mean?"
"Just gave Korn our location," Red Robin replied. "He should be able to see us from his current position."
"What the hell are you trying to do?!"
"You're unwilling to talk, let's see if he will."
Just as expected the rifle pointed their way. Red Robin jumped away as the first shot was fired, taking to another building with the use of his grappler.
"It's not usually smart to play with a sniper from this distance away, especially not someone as skilled as Korn," Red Robin thought. "But this is the only way it will work, by the time he realizes he will have already fallen into my trap."
Korn continued to fire away, Red Robin gaining headway with every swing. He looked back at Chianti who still hung in place. He landed to another building, quickly spinning off of a pole as the bullets continued to fly after him.
"That's right, keep shooting away." Red Robin thought to himself. "Not much longer, this is almost over."
As he swung to the next building his cable line was shot, sending him gliding down.
"That wasn't Korn's shot," Red Robin said turning to see what appeared to be the swat team gathering to one of the buildings nearby. "Is this some kind of joke?"
He then turned to see Korn leap away from the building he stood to, jumping down to the streets.
"Red Robin this is the police, do not try to resist," One of them said speaking through a microphone. "Put your hands in the air, where we can see them."
"I can't believe this is happening."
Red Robin slammed a smoke bomb to the ground, swinging off with the use of his grappler.
"Stay on him!"
He quickly lost them after taking to higher grounds, blending in with that of a few statues sitting at the roof of a building. He slammed his fist to the ground. He had been so close, only to have the whole thing explode in his face.
"I don't believe it," Red Robin said with the close of his eyes. "How did the police know I was there?"
This ran through his mind as he stood in wait, the warm breeze from earlier turning into a cool one. It was quiet, the sound of the city below more of a whisper from this far up. He continued his watch for the next ten minutes. He reopened his eyes, slightly lifting his head up.
"You've been there since I got up here," Red Robin stated. "What is it you want... Kaitou Kid?"
He stepped from the shadows with Red Robin turning to face him.
"How'd you know I was there?"
"I get enough of that back home," Red Robin replied. "I have no interest in chasing you tonight, but I'm pretty sure that's not why you're here."
"That is correct," Kaitou Kid confirmed. "I need your help."
"My help," Red Robin questioned lifting a brow. "I don't even trust you, why then should I help you?"
Kaitou Kid pulled a plastic bag from behind with a spiked knife containing blood on it laying inside.
"What happened?"
"Two innocent people were killed after leaving a club," Kaitou Kid informed. "They were stabbed multiple times with this knife."
"Then why do you have it," Red Robin asked. "Shouldn't something like that be left for the police?"
"Listen," Kaitou Kid Snapped. "I witnessed what happened, the man who did it was.... he was dressed in attire similar to my own."
"That doesn't give you the right to take evidence from a crime scene," Red Robin said. "So let me guess, you think this guy is framing you?"
Kid nodded in response.
"I wasn't the only one who saw what happened, there were a few others," Kaitou Kid continued on. "They were the ones to report it to the police."
"If that's the case, then how come I didn't hear about it on the news?"
"It happened only about an hour ago, you'll probably see the story on the front page," Kaitou Kid answered. "And given my relationship with the police force I couldn't go to them, that left you."
"Why come to me?" Red Robin asked.
"You're a detective," Kaitou Kid replied. "Figuring that out wasn't hard, especially after our first encounter."
He fell silent for a moment, giving what he said some thought.
"You do believe me, right?"
"Don't know," Red Robin said turning away. "For all I know you could be coming to me to throw you off as a suspect."
"I'd never kill anyone," Kaitou Kid stated. "Please Redbird.... take this, there's got to be something you can find that can lead us to this guy."
"Us," Red Robin questioned. "There is no us, at least not until I can trust you."
He took the plastic bag into his hand, sticking it into his utility belt.
"I see you're in a bit of a situation yourself."
"You could say that," Red Robin said. "Don't know how the police found me."
"Bystanders," Kaitou Kid replied. "They were watching you from the streets."
"You really were watching me."
At that second a bright light shined upon the two of them, Red Robin turning with the spin of his cape. A helicopter hovered over them, guns pointed from all directions.
"Red Robin, Kaitou Kid, this is the police," One of them said through a microphone. "Hands in the air and don't move."
"This is not good." Kaitou Kid said.
"Move!!" Red Robin instructed.
With that the two of them launched from the building away from where the helicopter was.
"Get them," He shouted. "They must not be allowed to escape!"
They landed down to the closets building, Kaitou looking to Red Robin as they ran.
"Think they may actually try to shoot us?"
"I'm someone they really don't want around," Red Robin replied. "And you went from kid thief to kid killer, won't be surprised in the least if they take their shots."
They jumped to the next building with a net springing toward Kaitou Kid. While in mid air Red Robin spun back tossing a birdrang slicing it before it could connect.
"So you do believe me." Kaitou Kid said acknowledging the save as they landed.
"Shut up and keep running." Red Robin replied.
Just as expected, gun fire could be heard from behind as they landed to another roof.
"We're sitting ducks," Kaitou Kid stated. "Do you have a plan?"
"Yes, but we'll need to get to lower grounds to reach it," Red Robin replied. "Do you have any of your disguises with you?"
Kaitou Kid nodded.
"Never leave home without it."
"Good because you might need it." Red Robin informed.
With the helicopter gaining they dropped down to the streets, spectators screaming at the clashing bullets.
"Hold your fire dammit, there are civilians down there," He striked. "Where are our ground men, they should be able to cut them off."
"They're already heading in that direction as we speak sir." A man to the side of him said.
"Good, we can't let these two crooks get away."
They turned the block to see the swat unit coming from the other side.
"Now what?"
"In here," Red Robin pointed as they skipped into a beauty shop. "We'll take through the side door."
Many screamed as they darted pass.
"My apologies ladies." Kaitou Kid said with the tip of his hat.
Once reaching the back Red Robin forced the door open with a kick, the two of them running down another street.
"There they are," One shouted. "They went that way!"
"Please tell me we're almost to this place you have in mind."
"Just a couple more blocks," Red Robin answered. "Don't fall out on me now."
They dipped around another corner as bullets flew.
It was quiet where he laid, looking over to the side of himself to grab his phone. He sat up from the bed, trying to call him once more. He received no answer.
"I've been trying to reach him for most of the night, what could he possibly be doing?"
He could hear the sound of foot steps approaching, his door flinging open in the seconds that followed.
"Conan come quick," Ran exclaimed in excitement. "You're missing one of the wildest chases I've ever seen."
Conan dropped down from the bed, following her out of the room. He looked to the TV once there, becoming wide eyed at seeing both Kaitou Kid and Red Robin on the run.
"You have got to be kidding me."
The chase continued on for minutes to come. The two of them flipped over a small fence, heading straight for what appeared to be an empty warehouse.
"They're gaining on us Redbird."
"That just means we need to pick up the pace."
The door to the warehouse was open, the two of them closing it once in. It was empty, only that of a fishless water tank sitting to the corner. Kaitou Kid pulled kite string from within his pocket, connecting one end to the door knob and the other to the tank.
"What are you doing," Red Robin questioned. "We need to keep moving."
"Hold your feathers bird boy," Kaitou remarked. "This will slow them down."
He finished the last knot before the two of them took off running once more. The swat team arrived at the door, turning the door knob to check to see if it was locked.
"We're clear, let's head in."
They forced it open while running in, only to have the tank of water fall over causing them to slip.
"Just wait until I get my hands on them!!" He yelled storming back to his feet only to fall again.
They made their way out through an open window at the back, landing to a field filled with nothing but tall grasses.
"This was your epic plan," Kaitou Kid said. "Hiding in a batch of grass?"
"We're not done, come on."
With that they continued to run. They came to a stop after reaching a cliff, a river flowing down below.
"Dead end Redbird," Kaitou Kid stated. "Now what?"
"We jump," Red Robin replied. "Time to go swimming with the fish."
Kaitou Kid gulped at this.
"Are you sure about this," Kaitou Kid said feeling the sweet roll down the side of his face. "There's got to be a better option."
"What's wrong," Red Robin asked with a grin. "Can't swim?"
"It's not that," Kaitou Kid replied laughingly. "I was under the impression birds couldn't swim, just looking out for you is all."
He could hear their foot steps, only a few yards from reaching them.
"No time for jokes," Red Robin said pushing him over. "We don't have time."
He jumped in after him, the two falling toward the river below.
"I don't like this one bit!" Kaitou Kid yelled putting a hand up to keep his hat in place.
Red Robin smiled at his complaints, the two of them splashing in soon after. The police stood over the ledge, pointing their lights down at the river. Disgust followed in the next few seconds.
"They got away..... unacceptable!"
They searched the river for hours to come, not able to find or retrieve a body, let alone two.
It struck past mid night, the two of them pushing up from the sewer where they hid. They headed back to the roofs, taking to one of the more shadowed areas.
"Those disguises worked after all." Red Robin replied rolling it up. "The police had no idea we slipped right past them."
"Didn't know you did the disguise thing," Kaitou Kid stated. "Who were you supposed to be impersonating anyway?"
"Some guy named Vodka," Red Robin replied. "Looks like this disguise helped in more ways than I thought tonight."
Silence fell between the two for a few moments.
"So what happens from here?"
"I'll run some tests on the knife you gave me," Red Robin replied. "But I do have one question, have you been working for someone?"
Kaitou turned away, walking to the end of the building.
"You can tell me," Red Robin said. "Let me help."
"I can't talk about that right now, it's....."
Kaitou Kid couldn't finish his sentence, dropping from the building where they stood. He let him go, feeling he had enough action for one night. Besides, he knew he'd see him again.
Though it had been a night of reveal, it had left more questions to be answered than what they had set out to find. He awoke early the next morning, the sun barely peaking up in the far distance. He rolled to his side, switching on the TV before getting out of bed. He turned his phone on to see he had multiple missed calls.
"Wow, never expected my message box to blow up like this."
Besides Conan and Heiji, he had several missed calls from those back home.
"What did I do to get so popular?"
In that instance his phone began to ring, looking down at the number of his only ally who hadn't called up until now.
"Hey Bruce, what's going on?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"What do you mean?" Tim asked.
"How about we start with last night?"
His eyes glimpsed over at the television, seeing the recap of the chase which had taken place the previous night. Everything coming back to him in a speed rush.
"I can explain." Tim stated.
"And I'm ready to listen," Bruce said. "What were you doing running around with someone like Kaitou Kid?"
"You've heard about him?"
"Not until this morning," Bruce said. "I checked up on him after seeing the two of you dodging the police."
"It's all one big confusing turn of events," Tim said. "Class doesn't start for another two hours, I've got plenty of time."
"We'll talk, just not now."
"Why not," Tim asked. "Are you busy."
"I have something to look over," Bruce replied. "But we'll see."
"How's everyone else doing?"
"Adjusting to the situation." Bruce answered.
"What situation?" Tim asked.
"It's nothing to worry about," Bruce replied. "I have to let you go now, something has come to my attention."
"Talk to you soon." Tim finished.
With that the two of them hung up. He sat to the end of the bed in silence, tossing his phone to the side. Something didn't feel right. What was he keeping from him, and why?
"He said we'll see.... what did he mean by that?"
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 35
Experimental Lab
It sprung free with the turn of the knob, splashing down to the back. Tim reached across his body while pouring the jell to his hand, trailing it along his hair to further spread it. He washed up for another few minutes, shutting it off once satisfied. He stepped from the shower drying up.
"What an evening, hadn't done something like that in a long time."
He sat to the end of the bed after getting into his night clothes, looking to the clock which read thirty after ten. He sat for another minute before deciding to shut out the lights. As he fell back to the pillow his phone began to vibrate to the desk, he reached over answering the call.
"Tim it's me."
"Sonoko," Tim questioned. "What are you still doing up?"
"I tried calling Ran when I got home, but she didn't answer," Sonoko stated. "Is she with you?"
"No, she's not," Tim replied while sitting up. "How long ago did you call her?"
"About two hours ago," Sonoko replied. "I've tried calling several times afterward."
"Maybe her phones just dead."
"I called the house too, Kogoro doesn't know where they are either." Sonoko informed.
"They," Tim questioned. "Are you saying Conan and the others are missing to?"
"None of them arrived home," Sonoko confirmed. "I'm so worried, do you think something may have happened to them?"
He didn't reply at first, so many scenarios running through his mind.
"Try and get some sleep," Tim advised. "I'll see if I can get a hold of them, I'll call you if I do."
"Ok, but you better make it fast."
"Of course," Tim spoke. "I'll call you as soon as I hear or find out anything."
The two finally hung up, leaving him to the silence of the room. He started off with the most obvious move, trying to call Conan. He wasn't surprised when he got no response.
"And here I was hoping for a good nights rest," Tim thought while standing from the bed. "Don't have any leads, but I better get started right away."
He walked over to the closet door, sliding it open. He then reached into the far back corner, pulling the large steel box into view.
"Time to go hunting."
Tim unlocked the box with the turn of the key, taking it into his hands. He was suited within the minute, heading back to the place they might have been seen last. He stood to a building overlooking the outside of the amusement park, watching as cars drove below.
"There's got to be something here," Red Robin said turning to another direction. "Someone had to have seen something, there were six of them after all."
He dropped to a lower roof, noticing something sitting to a wall in an alley.
"What's that?"
Red Robin glided into the dark, touching down a few feet away from the item which had caught his sight. He walked over, looking down to find a two sandwich bags with both containing three phones. There was also a paper bag next to them. He kneeled down, immediately recognizing one of the phones.
"That's Shinichi's," Red Robin thought lifting up the bag to the left. "Along with the rest of theirs."
He strapped all three bags to his belt while swooping back to the roofs.
"Looks like they may have been abducted, which means time is now a factor," Red Robin said. "Whoever left their phones behind didn't want to be tracked, but why?"
It was becoming more complex by the minute. Foul play had occurred, but where had they been taken to. There were no witnesses or leads, and time was of the essence. At this point he knew it'd be best to seek assistance, there was no telling what could be going on.
"I hate to bother him at a time like this with all that's been going on, but if I don't someone could get hurt....or worse."
Red Robin arrived to the spot after minutes of swinging, using his zooming system to get a visual.
"Can't move in just yet," Red Robin said leaning to the ledge. "Kogoro's in there with him, no doubt regarding the whereabouts of his daughter."
He waited for a few minutes to pass, watching as Kogoro exited the room. That was his cue, extending his arm out with the release of the grappler. Red Robin hanged from outside of the window, sliding it up while dropping to the ground. He looked away from his desk, not surprised to see him one bit.
"I had a feeling you'd come," Juzo said turning in his seat. "I take it you've heard the news?"
"I found this near the theme park they spent their evening at," Red Robin said removing two of the bags from his belt. "They were left behind in an alley."
"That sure does put a twist in this case," Juzo said. "How'd you know they spent their night there anyway?"
"I have my ways of finding out these things inspector," Red Robin replied. "Those bags were sealed, I didn't bother opening any of them."
"So, you want me to give them a look?"
"Chances are you won't find anything, especially being the fact their abductors left them behind," Red Robin stated. "But it doesn't hurt to try."
"Besides any unknown finger prints what else should I be looking for?" Juzo asked.
"Anything out of the ordinary," Red Robin replied. "Try and make it fast, who knows what they could be in as of now."
"What about you," Juzo asked. "How do you plan on going about this?"
"I'm still contemplating that," Red Robin answered. "But with time being a concern, I may have to do something I'd prefer not to."
"Try not to do anything that will further put you in the spot light." Juzo advised.
"Don't worry Megure," Red Robin assured. "I don't plan on it."
Someone approaching from the hallway can be heard, causing Inspector Megure to turn back in his seat. The foot steps stopped, a light knock coming to the door.
"I guess you better get," Juzo began only to see he was already gone. "Going..."
He pushed up from his chair at a second knock, walking over and opening the door.
"Miwako, what are you still doing here?"
"I was just going over a few notes on the latest case," Sato replied. "I thought I heard voices, is there someone in there with you?"
Juzo took a step back, allowing for her to come in.
"There's no one in here but me," Juzo said. "You probably overheard me talking with Mouri a few minutes ago."
"What was he doing here so late?" Sato asked out of curiosity.
"Ran along with Conan and his friends are missing," Juzo informed. "No one has seen or heard from them since they left the Trex amusement park."
"I'll get right on it." Sato said
"Good, but first you'll need a few details."
Time continued to pass, the clock ticking past eleven. He sat on top of the tower, coming to a decision on the matter at hand. It didn't take long, realizing what he had to do.
It went to the answering machine for a fifth time, becoming more and more concerned with every minute that passed. He stood up from the computer chair, pacing to the living room floor.
"Maybe I should try calling Shinichi again, if he's up he'll answer."
Disappointingly he gained the same results, sitting down to the couch. He found himself in this position for awhile longer, hoping to get any kind of response. No such thing happened. He began dialing once more, tension spiking to its peak.
"Don't bother Doctor, she's not going to answer."
He popped up from the sofa with the phone dropping from his hand.
"Who's there?!" Hiroshi questioned with a turn.
Then he saw him, standing atop the railing to the upper floor.
"I think you know the answer to that, Agasa."
"You're, you're that Red Robin aren't you?"
He dropped down from the railing, landing with a thump.
"I don't understand," Hiroshi said. "Why are you here?"
"This may sound a little strange, but." Red Robin began with a slight pause. "I need your help."
"My help," Hiroshi asked in surprise. "What is it you need with me?"
"I think this will makes things a lot clearer."
He stepped further into the light while reaching to the top of his head, sliding the cowl back.
"Tim, you're Red Robin?!"
"I don't usually let people in on my secret that easily, but I need your trust," Red Robin stated. "I told Shinichi not to tell you, or anyone else for that matter."
"So he's known all along?"
He nodded in response.
"But he's in trouble, along with the rest of the Detective Boys."
"That would explain why I can't get ahold of them," Hiroshi said. "Do you know what happened to them?"
"They were abducted and whoever took them left their phones in an alley," Red Robin informed. "That's why you weren't able to contact either of them."
"So why come to me," Hiroshi asked. "If you weren't able to find them, then what makes you think I can?"
"Simple," Red Robin replied. "You're the one who created their detective badges if I'm not mistaken, if that's correct you should be able to pin point a location."
Dr. Agasa turned for the computer with the snap of his finger.
"You're right," Hiroshi said. "We'll know of their whereabouts in no time."
He followed him over to the computer, both waiting for it to load up. It didn't take long for it to do so, siting a location in the minute that followed.
"Look at that, it's only five miles from here." Hiroshi said.
"Good for us, it won't take very long to get there."
Hiroshi reached over to the side of the mouse, grabbing a small device with a grid to it.
"Take this with you," Hiroshi said handing it to him. "It will take you directly to them."
"Thanks, I won't be long."
"We don't know what the circumstances may be," Hiroshi said. "Do you think we should let the police in on this."
"Trust me," Tim assured. "I can handle this."
"What about Ai," Hiroshi asked. "Do you plan on telling her?"
"I'd rather not, the least people that know the better," Red Robin replied. "I'm sure you have several questions, ones we'll have to put on hold for the time being."
"I understand."
Red Robin turned away, ready to head to the site where they were being held. He watched him walk, one last question lingering to his mind.
"You said you wanted my trust," Hiroshi spoke causing him to look back once more. "What made you believe you could trust me?"
He smiled, sliding the cowl into place.
"Kudo trusts you with his life," Red Robin acknowledged. "That speaks a lot in my book."
Those were the final words spoken, taking off through one of the opened windows to the upper floor.
"Good Luck." Hiroshi whispered standing to the center of the room.
The vibration carried through the walls, making its way to the ground in the seconds that followed. His finger tapping to the ground was the first movement he had made in the past hour, opening his eyes. All was painted white, from wall to wall, ceiling to ground.
"Where are we," Conan asked pushing up to see his friends standing over him. "How'd we get here?"
"We don't know," Mitsuhiko replied. "We woke up here just like you."
"Where's Ran?" Conan asked noticing she was missing from the group.
"Whoever brought us here must have put her in another room." Genta said.
He walked over to have a seat to the wall, trying to remember all that had happened leading up to this very point. Ai joined him.
"When we were back there, why did you take off running?" Ai asked.
"I saw him again, the man who had the briefcase," Conan replied. "When I turned the corner he was nowhere to be seen, that's when I was hit from behind."
"I see."
"What about the rest of you," Conan asked. "How'd you all end up in this situation?"
"We went running after you, only to come across some kind of smoke," Ai replied. "All I remember from there is falling to the ground."
"Any idea on how we're going to get out of here?" Mitsuhiko asked walking over.
Using the wall as leverage Conan got back to his feet, giving the layout of the room a further look. The door to the right was locked shut, no handle to the inside. That became out of the question as a means of escape. He then looked to the back wall, noticing a small vent a few feet from the ground.
"There," Conan pointed. "If we can get that vent opened we might be able to escape."
"Great find Conan." Genta said heading that way.
The dizziness from earlier returned, placing his hand to the wall to keep balance.
"Conan are you feeling ok?" Ayumi asked.
"I'll be fine," Conan replied. "It's probably just from the hit I took."
They watched as Genta gave Mitsuhiko a boost up, waiting to see if he could get the vent open.
"It's to tight," Mitsuhiko stated. "Any ideas on how we're going to get it open?"
"Step aside." Conan instructed.
Genta brought him back to the ground, the two quickly running behind him.
"What do you plan on doing?" Mitsuhiko asked.
He pressed down to his belt, letting one of the inflatable balls fall free. The clicking of his enhanced shoes finished it off, plowing the vent inward. Conan fell down to a knee, finding it difficult to breath.
"It looks like you're suffering from more than just a hit to the head." Ai stated.
"Maybe he's just sick." Ayumi said.
"Don't worry about me," Conan said quickly recovering. "I'm fine."
"So which one of us is going to crawl through that vent?" Genta questioned.
"I will," Conan volunteered. "I'll go around and unlock the door once out."
"You don't look like you're in any condition to do so," Ai disagreed. "I'll go instead, you stay here and rest."
"Be careful Haibara," Conan warned. "There's no telling who may be lurking around out there."
"And I'm fully aware of that," Ai said walking for the vent. "I won't be long."
Mitsuhiko and Genta helped her up, watching as she crawled away. They waited for minutes to come, not a word spoken in the time that passed. Conan looked to his watch, trying not to become worried. A slight crack could be heard, the four turning to the door. It slowly pushed open to reveal Ai in the entry way, signaling for them to hurry. They did as instructed, the door closing quietly behind them.
"Where are we?" Ayumi questioned looking up and down the hall.
"Looks like some kind of hospital." Mitsuhiko said.
"Haibara did you see anyone walking around?" Conan asked.
"Just up that way," Ai confirmed. "They went into a room, locking the door behind them."
"What were they wearing," Conan asked. "That may give us an idea on what this place is."
"They had on these full body suits, helmets and all," Ai replied. "I'd say whatever is going on here is something they don't want others knowing about."
"You said you saw them walk that way, that means we'll go right." Conan said.
"What if they see us?" Ayumi asked.
"Let's not think about that," Conan replied. "We'll adjust to whatever comes our way."
They stayed close to the wall as they walked. Conan peaked around the corner after making it to the other end, looking back to the others with a nod. They slowly stepped around the corner, tension rising at the sound of someone coming from one of the rooms.
"Quick, in there." Conan instructed.
They took to an empty room, hiding right behind the opened door. Someone casually walked past, all of them sighing out in relief.
"That was close." Ayumi said.
"A little to close." Mitsuhiko added.
"Come on, we have to keep moving." Conan said pushing up.
"How do you know where the exit is?" Genta asked.
"We don't." Ai replied stepping around him.
They continued to move cautiously, knowing if they made even one wrong moves they could be spotted. Conan took another right with the others doing the same, heading down a pair of steps. Once reaching the bottom they couldn't help but be filled with joy, looking up to the red sign which read 'Exit'.
"We found it!" Ayumi said jumping up and down.
"Shh, we don't know what could be beyond this door," Conan whispered. "For all we know they could be out there."
"Sorry." Ayumi apologized.
Conan looked back to the exit, slowly nudging the door open. He breathed out, thankful to see no one was there.
"We're clear." Conan informed.
The five of them walked out, letting the door close behind them.
"Is that a parking lot over there?" Genta pointed.
"It sure is," Mitsuhiko said looking around. "But I don't recognize this place one bit, where are we?"
"We don't have time to discuss," Conan said. "I want you all to hide to the bushes over there."
"What about you?" Ayumi asked.
"I'm going to go and find Ran," Conan replied. "She's still in their somewhere."
"Are you sure that's a good idea," Ai questioned. "You seem to be running on a half tank."
"I'll be fine," Conan assured. "Just make sure you guys aren't seen."
"Yes sir." Mitsuhiko said with a salute.
They did as he said, heading over and hiding amongst the bushes. Conan waited for them to be securely hidden, closing the door tightly behind. He made his way back up the stairs, staying close to walls like he previously had.
"Where," Conan thought to himself. "Where could they be keeping her?"
It was faint but he could still feel it, the same vibration before soaring right past where he stood. Conan continued his advancement into the unknown, finding his eyes to become rather sore. His legs began to give out, putting a hand to the wall for a quick breather.
"I've never felt like this before," Conan thought. "So cold inside, hands numbing up."
He brought a hand to his forehead, wiping the cool sweat away. His throat became dry in that instant, coughing out in return.
"My muscles, feels like they're pushing inward.... so much pressure."
His heart rate continued to increase by the second, tumbling down to the ground. He laid there, feeling the pain surging through his lungs.
"What's happening to me?"
Several minutes had passed as they waited, becoming impatient of the unknown.
"I can't stand the suspense," Mitsuhiko said. "How long does he plan to keep us waiting?"
"Conan said not to worry," Ayumi reminded. "He probably hasn't found her yet."
"Lets hope it doesn't take to long," Genta said. "I can't wait to get as far away from here as I can."
Ai hadn't said a word since Conan had taken off. She was not only worried about Ran but Shinichi as well. His eyes... there was something wrong.
"He hasn't come back yet, and it's been over five minutes."
She closed her eyes in the moments that followed. Birds could be heard chirping to the trees behind, reopening them to face the others.
"I think we've waited long enough," Ai said pushing up from the grass. "I'm going in to check on Conan, no matter what happens stay put."
"But what if they already got him," Ayumi questioned. "If you go back in they could get you too."
"I don't plan on that happening," Ai replied. "But time is running short, the sooner we leave the better."
"Are you sure you want to go alone," Mitsuhiko asked. "Someone could watch from behind."
"It's better this way," Ai answered. "I won't be but a few minutes, so stay right here."
With that she walked around the bushes, heading back to the door from where they had come. She opened it once more, looking back to make sure the others were out of sight. Once clear she stepped in, gently closing the door.
"Now to find Shinichi."
Ai trotted back up the stairs, following the same trail he had taken. The sound of foot steps and laughter sprang clear to her direction,quickly taking to an empty closet to the right. She hid there for a few moments, listening as the two men walked past.
"That was close."
She slid the closet door open, continuing on her path. She arrived to the end of the hall, finding herself with a decision to make. Left or right? Ai looked to the right, seeing a dead end to the far end of the hall. She then turned to the left, a very darkened path with very few lights to guide the way. Through the side of her eye she caught sight of something, taking a step forward.
"Is that what I think it is?"
She was hesitant at first but moved further into the dark, quietly inching in to what grabbed her attention. She kneeled down once reaching it, confirming what she had believed.
"These are his clothes, but why would he take them off?"
A slight sound came from behind, startling her with a turn. She then saw him, emerging from one of the many dark empty rooms.
"Shinichi you're....you've reverted back," Ai said in surprise. "What happened?"
"I don't know, but I was lucky to find a pair of clothes to that room," Shinichi replied. "It was so different this time."
"What do you mean?"
"The transformation, the symptoms even." Shinichi answered back.
"So tell me," Ai said pushing up from her knees. "How do you feel?"
"Still light headed," Shinichi stated. "Feels like I haven't slept in days."
He brought a hand to his neck, feeling his temp had lowered slightly.
"Do you feel good enough to help locate Ran?" Ai asked.
"I'm not one hundred percent," Shinichi admitted. "But this will have to do, don't want you going alone."
She smiled while turning away from him.
"Then let's go, who knows what kind of situation she's in."
"We'll continue down this hall," Shinichi said coming to her side. "I overheard a woman talking on the phone as she walked by, stated she was heading for holding cells C."
"Then that's our best bet," Ai agreed. "Lets hurry, who knows how long the others are willing to stay put."
Shinichi nodded, both continuing down the dark hall.
They had remained quiet for the most part, observing the night sky through the trees that surround them. Mitsuhiko continuously looked to his watch, Ayumi nervously tapping her feet to the ground.
"We've waited for minutes now," Genta finally spoke. "If she doesn't want us to go in we could at least contact her through our detective badges."
"Good idea." Ayumi said looking over.
"I'd have to disagree with that," Mitsuhiko said. "We don't know what's going on in there, we could jeopardize her location for all we know."
"I guess you're right." Genta said bummed out.
They sat in silence once more. The sound blasted clear past, gun fire going off to the other side of the facility. Which was quickly followed up by screams.
"What's going on?" Ayumi questioned.
"Sounds like someone is shooting," Genta said in a trembling voice. "What if Conan and the others are over there?!"
"We can't just sit here and do nothing." Ayumi said.
"You're right," Mitsuhiko said standing straight. "We'll head that way but lets stick to the bushes, that way it keeps us hidden."
"Good plan." Genta seconded.
There was no turning back, they had their minds set on finding out what was taking place.
They knew it was coming, crossroads, a choice to be made. Shinichi looked from one way to the other, then down to Ai.
"Haibara, which way are you thinking?"
"I think it would be best if we split," Ai replied. "We can cover more ground."
"It's to risky." Shinichi said in disagreement.
"Do you want to find her or not?"
It took him a few moments to come to accept her plan.
"If anything happens you contact me right away, ok." Shinichi stated.
"Don't be so naive," Ai said turning for the left. "You're the one less than half yourself."
He watched as she walked, heading in the opposite direction after a few seconds.
"She has a point."
He could feel the soreness to his legs as he walked, having the urge to fall over with every step. He didn't allow himself to do so, he had to find her, that blocked out anything he felt. The sound of something breaking to a room he approached caused him to stop.
"What was that," Shinichi thought. "Sounds like someone dropped a glass jar."
What he heard next left him motionless. The release and swinging of swords, the cries it received in return. This didn't last long. Within seconds the automatic doors to the room slid open, a gas of some kind flowing straight toward him. He took down to a knee, immediately coughing out. It filled into his lungs, his eyes burning as a result.
"What is this stuff?"
He looked up through the clearing gas to see two figures head from the room, wearing black uniforms which resembled that of ninjas with gas masks to their mouths.
"There shall be no survivors," One shouted pulling a sword from behind. "He's mine!"
He lunged forward with the blade tight in hand, a voice taking over any action he was to take.
"Stop," A third man instructed stepping from the room. "This ones not to be touched."
Shinichi looked over, watching as he removed the gas mask from his mouth. He wasn't like the others, taller, no ninja attire of any kind. He slowly walked over, looking down to Shinichi who struggled to keep his eyes straight. He smiled in the seconds that followed.
"Why kill the others, but not this one?"
"Look at him... very carefully," He stated. "This is that boy who's been parading around with Red Robin for the past few weeks."
Shinichi froze at this, feeling his right hand touch to the ground.
"Are you sure," The other questioned. "From what I heard he was supposed to be in the body of a child."
"Indeed, but this is him alright," He said more than positive. "I've seen his face enough to know."
"Is he a pupil of the great detective as well?"
"No," The large man replied. "But the Demon's Head wants him alive for his agenda, and we'll see to that."
"As you command Ubu." One of them said.
"Besides we have what we came for," Ubu said holding up a small bag filled with a green liquid. "We go, now."
Shinichi watched as they walked away, more confused than he had been before. Ubu stopped in his tracks, looking back to Kudo one last time.
"The woman you seek is just around that corner," Ubu informed. "First door to the right, hope to see you soon..... detective."
With that he and his two accomplices disappeared into the darkness of the halls. He leaned to the wall for support, taking back to his feet.
"Who were those guys," Shinichi thought to himself. "And more importantly, what could they possibly want with me?"
Shinichi made his way past the first door, catching sight of four dead men to the ground. He looked away, continuing to where he was told she'd be held. Just as said, he opened the first door to the right.
"Ran!"
She lay close to the back wall, not responding to his call. With the energy he had left he made his way over, kneeling to her side.
"Come on, we have to get out of here," Shinichi said shaking her. "Ran, wake up."
He gave her another shake, pleased to see her eyes slide open.
"Shinichi is that you?"
He reached for her hands, helping her to her knees.
"Am I dreaming?" Ran questioned with the rub of her eyes.
"You're dreaming not," Shinichi assured. "How do you feel?"
"Tired," Ran replied. "Where are we anyway, did you bring me here?"
"It's a long story," Shinichi said slightly pushing up. "We really need to get out of here, can you walk?"
She attempted to sit up, finding it very difficult to do so.
"Great, she must have inhaled whatever I did."
"It's no use, I'm to weak," Ran said. "Can you please tell me what's going on?"
"Trust me when I say I don't have time to explain," Shinichi answered reaching for her hands once more. "Here, let me try and help you up."
She nodded, gathering what strength she had left to stand. Half way up she stumbled forward, Shinichi catching her in his arms while landing back to his knees.
"Are you ok?" Shinichi asked.
"Sorry, my legs just gave out on me." Ran replied bringing her head from his right shoulder.
"To weak to carry her, now what?"
He looked to her, feeling deep down she was expecting him to be the one to find a solution to this, that sparkle in her eyes captivating him. Ran did the same in return, keeping her eyes leveled with his. The tension spiked, both their heart rates taking to another level.
"Shinichi...."
"Ran...."
Without realizing, they found themselves leaning toward the other, their eyes closing within inches.
They'd finally made their way around the building, keeping to the bushes as planned. The gun fire continued, the three of them peaking out to see a group of about five armored men shooting away.
"What are they aiming at?" Ayumi whispered.
"I have no idea." Mitsuhiko replied.
"There," Genta pointed as something darted through the air. "They're shooting at whoever that is."
Both Ayumi and Mitsuhiko looked as well.
"It's a man," Mitsuhiko said getting a clear view. "But how is he moving around like that?"
They watched as he quickly went through all five men, dashing from one side to the other, snapping each and every one of their necks. He stood to the center of where the bodies lay, looking to the sky. He wore a pair of ripped dress pants with a long white jacket to his upper body. Beneath that was a black under shit, a name tag pinned to the left side of his jacket.
"By the way he looks you'd think he's some kind of doctor." Genta said.
"But why did he kill those men?" Ayumi asked.
He began to sniff the air, as if he was searching for something. This frightened them just a little. His head sprung their way, all three of them looking directly to his eyes.
"What's wrong with him," Mitsuhiko questioned. "His eyes have taken on the form of some kind of lizard."
He darted their way, causing the three of them to scream out. They turned to run in the opposite direction only to have him jump over and block their path. He licked his lips, revealing his sharp edgy teeth.
"Let's go the other way!" Genta yelled as they took off.
"If we can somehow manage to get inside we might be safe." Mitsuhiko said as they continued to run.
"He's gaining on us!" Ayumi said looking back.
He jumped forward, knocking the three of them to the ground. Genta rolled to the side of the building, knocking over one of the trash cans. He looked up to see the man leap down toward him. Thinking quickly Genta grabbed the trash can top, holding it out to shield himself. He landed over him, scratching at the trash top.
"Guys, a little help!"
"What are we supposed to do?!" Ayumi cried out.
"Look," Mitsuhiko pointed. "Up there!"
Ayumi looked up to see him swinging down, launching himself from the grappler with a punishing kick to the back of the head which sent him flying.
"Red Robin!" Both Mitsuhiko and Ayumi yelled together.
"Get behind me." Red Robin instructed down to Genta who still lay to his back.
He did as told, joining back to Ayumi and Mitsuhiko who watched on with high anticipation.
"Is that really him?" Genta asked.
"In the flesh." Mitsuhiko confirmed.
He pushed up from where he lay, flashing his teeth over to him. Red Robin ignored this, running over and exchanging a few blows with him. He jumped back, keeping his ground.
"Who is this guy..... a meta perhaps?"
He charged over, Red Robin taking his stance.
"Gotta end this quick," Tim thought. "Can't mess around to much, especially not with the children present."
Red Robin stomped his back foot to the ground in preparation, the man jumping at him with high force.
"Got him."
As he flew in Red Robin flipped over with the swing of his staff, catching him to the back of the neck. Ayumi was the first to begin clapping, ecstatic to see the creature fall to the ground.
"Did you finish him?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"I got him in a sensitive spot," Red Robin replied. "He's not moving for at least a week, and that's even pushing it."
Genta was still to stunned, not sure what to say. Using his foot he rolled the man to his back, reading the name tag which was clipped to his jacket.
"Doctor Feltonn huh," Red Robin thought. "Looks like an experiment might have gone completely south, that or there's more going on at this place than I know."
He then turned back to the others, walking over to the three.
"I want you guys to stay right here," Red Robin stated. "I'm going to go in and get the rest of your friends."
"How did you know we were here?" Ayumi asked.
"I.... I sensed you kids were in trouble." He quickly came up with. "It's one of my many super powers."
"Wow, that's so cool." Genta said.
"Remember what I said, stay right here."
Just as he turned to head in the door pushed open, the four of them looking over to see Ai walk out.
"Did you find Conan?" Ayumi asked.
"We were worried about you." Mitsuhiko added in.
Red Robin put a hand up, signaling for them to keep quiet. There was something wrong, he could see it in her eyes. She advanced a few steps further before she fell blank,toppling to the ground.
"Stay put, I'm going to go check on her."
He picked her up once reaching the body, checking her breath rate.
"Shallow, what could have caused this?"
He brought a thumb to her eye lid, forcing it up to check her eyes.
"There's defiantly something in her system."
He took her back over to where the others sat, placing her down to the sleek grass.
"Is she ok?" Genta asked in concern.
"Do you know why she fainted like that?" Ayumi asked.
"I'm not sure," Red Robin replied. "She may need medical attention, but that'll have to wait."
"Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?" Mitsuhiko questioned.
"To much risk," Red Robin stated. "The best thing any of you can do is watch your friend, I'll be back before you know it."
They had finally given in, watching as he headed for the door, from which she had come. Once in he coughed out, taking in the fumes that roamed the air. He reached for his belt, bringing a mini gas mask to his mouth.
"Looks like I have an answer to what happened to Haibara," Red Robin thought to himself. "Didn't recognize the scent, but toxic none the less."
He reached to his side pulling the tracker into view, sighting a location.
"Kudo's not far from here," Red Robin thought. "Better hurry, who knows how much of this stuff he's inhaled."
Red Robin hustled down the halls, getting closer and closer to where the detective badge wait. He came to a stop once reaching the door, swinging it to the side.
"Great, there's Ran and......"
Tim slowly made his way over to see the two a few feet apart, lying unconscious.
"So.... this is Shinichi Kudo."
Ran suddenly moved, peaking up at him before slowly falling back under. He reached down to pick them up, placing each of them to one of his shoulders.
"Now to get out of here."
They were surprised when he had arrived back so soon, holding Ran over his shoulder.
"I told you I wouldn't be long."
"Where's Conan?" Genta asked.
"He took the back door out," Red Robin replied. "Said he was going to contact the police."
"Why didn't he just come with you?" Ayumi asked.
"The signals better on the other side," Red Robin made up. "I have somewhere to be, the police will be here shortly so stay put."
"We will." Ayumi said.
He turned away, heading back for the building. Once inside he picked up Shinichi from where he laid him, clicking down to his ear piece.
"Agasa, this is Red Robin," He radioed. "Call the police, I'm done here."
"Right away."
The night had came and gone, the mission a complete success. Through it all he had gained much more insight than expected.
He sat back, looking to the screen. Every move was calculated, pre determined. Within the minute he had won the third match in a row, receiving a phone call in response. He picked it up, a smirk to his face.
"I guess online chess just isn't your thing."
"Nonsense, we both know you rigged the thing with your little antics."
"What a way to down play my skills," Tim said in response. "Don't be such a sore loser Bart, I've had your number for the past eight times we've played."
"I know you have your tricks," Bart stated. "We'll just have Conner watch next time, no way you're fooling the two of us at the same time."
"And he'll see just how bad you really are." Tim jokingly said.
"Betting it's the other way around, on another note," Bart began. "When are you coming back, it's been pretty dull around here without having someone ordering us around."
"Thanks Bart," Tim said in acceptance of his humor. "Not sure to tell you the truth, but I'll let you know whenever that may be."
"Cool, gotta go," Bart said. "Don't forget, my rematch clause is in full affect."
He hung up before he could say another word, Tim placing his phone back to the desk with the shake of his head. He removed the game from the screen, looking back to the results he had gained through running the tests. He could hear him slightly move, turning back to see his eyes open.
"I see you're finally awake." Tim said.
Shinichi looked down, finding he was laid out to a steel table.
"Where's Ran," Shinichi asked. "Is she ok?"
"She's fine," Tim stated. "Last time I checked she was still asleep, nicely tucked in under her own sheets."
"How long was I out?"
"About eighteen hours," Tim replied. "I must say, I was a little shocked when I first saw you."
"Any idea on how I reverted back?" Shinichi asked.
Tim pulled the drawer to his side open, placing the Yin/Yang box to the desk.
"Like I said earlier, their were radioactive components found in this box," Tim said. "Whatever little was left must have slowly affected you over time."
"So are we any closer to finding out what?"
"Thanks to your little transformation I was able to diagnose one little small detail," Tim replied while looking back to the computer. "Taipan venom, very monstrous stuff."
"Taipan venom?"
"Belongs to that of one of the most poisonous snakes, those guys are dangerous," Tim answered. "I found small traces of it in your system, the way it's regulating through your body is already amazing in itself."
"Should I be concerned that you seem to be more excited about this venom stuff than actually saving my life," Shinichi questioned. "I swear you're such a geek at times."
"Relax, I've already dished up a little something to remove it from your system," Tim said grabbing the syringe with the connect of the needle. "It will clean out all you breathed in, you'll feel better in no time."
"And he just proved my point."
"Ran and Ai had traces of it in their systems as well," Tim informed. "That Yin-Yang box must relate to that place some how."
"Do we know who runs business there?"
"The guys hosting a public meeting tommarrow, already made reservations to be there," Tim said. "So tell me, what happened?"
Shinichi took a deep breath, explaining everything that had happened leading up to their abduction.
"You should have told me you saw something going down." Tim said crossing his arms.
"I'm sorry, it just didn't quite register to me at the time."
"It's ok," Tim said. "One of the affects of that toxin was slowing of the brain, hallucination also being a possibility."
"Did you breath in any of the gas?" Shinichi asked.
"Just a little, but I've already taken the antidote," Tim replied. "Besides that, what happened in there?"
His mind was that of a blur, trying to trace back all what had happened. It came back to him piece by piece.
"There were these guy," Shinichi recalled. "Two of them were wearing ninja outfits, lead by this big guy, bald, well over six foot."
"Did any of them work there?"
Shinichi shook his head from left to right.
"They only came for something, killing a few men in the process," Shinichi said. "They knew who I was, even mentioning you."
Tim was taken back by this.
"Did they happen to say their names?"
He couldn't remember, shaking his head once more.
"But they did mention a..... Demon Eye," Shinichi said. "I think that's the guy they work for."
"Demon Eye.... never heard that one before."
"That's strange, those guys seemed sure they knew you."
Things fell silent to the room, Tim bringing the syringe to his hand.
"I saw you two laying close together," Tim said. "So tell me, anything happen between you and Ran?"
He froze, looking down to the ground.
"Come on, I promise I won't say anything."
"She was to weak to stand, so I tried to help her up," Shinichi began. "Me being drained myself couldn't stop us from falling back down."
"This is getting good," Tim remarked. "Please continue."
"She.... she said she was sorry for falling over," Shinichi stated. "Then we looked to one another."
"Then what happened?"
"We got closer, so close..... couldn't breath," Shinichi said. "I knew it was wrong, trying to pull away."
"Enough with the circles, could you get straight to what happened already?"
"I..... I... blacked out."
"What?" Tim asked lifting a brow.
"I said I blacked out."
"Huh, should have known." Tim said rolling up Kudo's sleeve with a grin.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Shinichi asked.
"Isn't it obvious," Tim answered. "It confirms you're nothing but a prude."
"What, that not true." Shinichi denied.
"Stop moving so much," Tim instructed. "Don't want to mess up the injection."
Shinichi rolled his eyes, feeling the cool needle penetrate the skin.
"There," Tim said taking a step back. "You'll be better in no time."
"Will I still be me?" Shinichi asked.
"Afraid not," Tim informed. "Unfortunately the antidote will wipe clean all the components which reverted you back in the first place."
"Guess that was wishful thinking on my part."
"We still have a lot of work ahead," Tim said. "With the samples we've gained, I should have a full rundown of what was in that box come the end of the week."
"Great, at least we accomplished something out of this whole ordeal."
"Now lay back and get your rest," Tim stated. "Your body needs it more than you may think."
Shinichi did as instructed knowing he'd be back to square one when he awoke. Tim took back to the computer chair, sitting back in thought.
"Kudo and Haibara split when they were in that place, could she have seen something of importance," Tim thought. "The toxins she took shouldn't have affected her to that extent, looks like we'll have to have a word with her when she awakes."
To Be Continued
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Very good, I'm looking forward to a chapter 3.
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 34
Blacked Out
It was no surprise when those that surrounded the area became spectators, crowding around the scene of death.
"I didn't hear her scream on the way down," Tim thought to himself. "She may have been dead before hitting the ground, but we'd need an autopsy to prove that."
Conan kept his eyes to the body, giving every curve his full attention. He found nothing out of the ordinary. A faint warmness came over him in the moment, tampering with his vision ever so slightly.
"Are you feeling alright?" Ai asked noticing his dwindling posture.
"I'm fine," Conan replied wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Just a little dizzy, that's all."
"Dizzy...what could have caused that?"
The sound of a whistle ringed loud to their ears, looking to the left to find two of the park officers heading their way.
"What happened?!" The first asked stopping just over the body.
"Her seat fell from the tracks shortly after the ride began." Ayumi answered.
"Can anyone else confirm this?" The other officer asked.
Those who had seen the fall confirmed her claim. Now all that remained was the how. They waited for a few minutes to pass, the Dragon Spin arriving back to its station right on schedule. The passengers made their way out, noticing the large group of people crowded together.
"I could have sworn I heard you scream, you got scared didn't you?"
"What do you think is going on over there?" Ran asked looking forward.
"You just flat out ignored my question." Sonoko said walking up next to her.
"I wasn't scared in the least." Ran finally answered.
They closed in with each step, becoming more and more concerned from the expressions of the bystanders.
"What's going on over there?" Eito asked joining the two of them.
"We're not sure," Ran replied. "Hopefully no one got hurt."
"I'm with you on that one," Eito agreed. "Lets hope it's just something minor."
As they moved in closer it became very apparent it was a lot more serious than they had originally believed.
"Conan what happened?" Ran asked noticing him looking forward.
"She's gone."
"Gone," Eito questioned. "Who's gone?"
"I think you better have a look yourself."
Concern quickly turned to fear, the factor of the unknown weighing heavily. All fell blank to the mind, becoming breathless, taking it all in within that moment. He raced forward, feeling himself held from both sides.
"That's my sister," Eito exclaimed trying to fight the officers off. "What happened?!"
"We're trying to figure that out," One replied. "I know how upsetting this must be, but we need you to try and stay calm."
"What a freak accident." Sonoko said.
Tears formed to his eyes, to shocked to see what he was feeling inside. Ran turned back to her side to see Conan had taken off.
"Where'd he run off to this time?"
This was the perfect opportunity to give the scene a look, all attention was focused to the body leaving the roller coaster open for investigation.
"Now let's see if I can find anything that may explain what happened."
He dropped his eyes to the tracks, giving it a detailed scoop. There was nothing out of place or catchy to the eyes that he felt could lead to a breakthrough.
"Need to keep looking, there's gotta be something here," Conan thought. "No coaster car goes flying from the tracks just like we saw, at least not intentionally."
He continued his search,making sure he gave everything a second look. There had to be something, but what? After another moment of searching he finally caught a break, there to the side of the tracks lay a pair of wheels.
"Bingo, now we're getting somewhere."
As he reached down for the wheels he heard someone drop down to the side of him, glimpsing over with a quick turn.
"Find anything?" Tim asked.
Conan responded with a nod, pointing to the laying wheels.
"I'm not really a roller coaster expert," Conan admitted. "But what do you think that could mean?"
Tim moved in closer, as not to touch the potential evidence. He gave them a long hard look, noticing a faint redness around the outer edges.
"So what do you think?" Conan asked.
"Based from their size, I'd say they were the bottom wheels." Tim replied.
"Bottom wheels?"
"They are one of two sets of wheels which are attached to the track, used to keep the seats from flying off."
"That means this little accident may be a homicide," Conan said. "If someone indeed planned this, they must have removed the wheels before the ride began."
"Now all we need is the who."
"On another note, did you see the redness to the wheels?" Conan asked.
"Saw that as well," Tim said giving it another look. "It's defiantly not blood, can't really say to tell you the truth."
"It's paint."
"Paint....are you sure?" Tim asked.
"Positive," Conan said assuringly. "Just look at the way it bleeds clear."
"Why would paint be on the wheels?"
"Good question," Conan said. "Yet another answer waiting to be unraveled."
They turned at a sudden movement from behind, only to find it was the rest of the Detective Boys.
"What are the two of you doing over here?" Ayumi asked.
"Nothing special," Tim replied. "I was just watching Conan do the detective thing, hoping on learning a few things in the process."
"But wasn't it an accident?" Mitsuhiko asked.
"There's a possibility it wasn't." Conan replied.
"Don't limit yourself to just him," Genta said. "I could give you a few pointers myself."
"Me to." Mitsuhiko added.
He stood back straight, looking to where the body had landed. He took off once more, leaving the others behind.
"Conan where are you going?" Tim asked.
By that time he had already found himself lost amongst the crowd.
"Don't sweat it," Mitsuhiko said. "He probably has a lead."
"Let's hurry and catch up with him," Genta said. "He may need our assistance."
The rest followed after him, Tim being the only to stay behind. He slid through the large group, making his way to where the body still lay. But it wasn't the body he was interested in, but rather the seat it sit strapped to. Conan waited for the right moment, the officers turning away to enforce others to get back. He jumped forward landing to where the bottom of the seat point, giving it a good look. He smiled, pleased at what he saw.
"Looks like the coloring to the wheels have been reinforced by another source."
Before he could investigate any further he felt himself grabbed from his sides, launching into her grasp.
"Didn't you hear what the officer said," Ran exclaimed. "Where'd you go to anyway?"
"I just went to see the roller coaster," Conan replied. "Ask Tim if you don't believe me."
She slowly placed him to the ground to the side of her.
"Don't move from that spot," Ran instructed. "I don't want you getting lost."
Conan turned his head to the side at the sound of sorrow. He couldn't help but be taken back by this.
"Looks like Hajime is taking it hard as well."
"Conan did you find anything else that could help us crack this thing?" Genta asked coming to a stop.
"I noticed a red coloring to the wheels we found under the track," Conan stated. "The same tint of red I saw was also around the edges of the bottom of the seat where the wheels were supposed to be connected."
"Great find," Mitsuhiko commented. "But what do you think it means?"
"I don't know yet," Conan replied. "I checked the other seats as well, the one Chiyo sat to was the only to have the red coloring upon the wheels."
He had given the track one last look, not gaining any further ground then he had two minutes ago.
"The bottom wheels were removed, but what about the top ones," Tim thought. "They're nowhere to be seen."
He then noticed a man in a suit of orange standing to the wall a few yards away, a very distraught and draining look in his face. A single tear slid from his left eye, holding back as much as he could.
"I wonder what's up with that guy, did he know Chiyo?"
Tim slowly made his way over, the young man looking to him as he closed in.
"I saw you cry," Tim said. "Did you know her?"
He couldn't bring himself to reply, his eyes swelling up with tears once again. Tim turned at something touching down to his shoulder.
"Eito...I'm sorry."
"I see you've met Elroy," Eito said trying not to think about it. "He's the guy we came to meet."
"That would explain the orange suit," Tim said turning back to him. "So what exactly do you do here?"
"I'm a mechanic," Elroy replied. "I work many of the rides here."
"Including the Dragon Spin?" Tim asked.
He shook his head from side to side.
"That's Kenny's job," Elroy answered. "I work on stuff over to the north side of the park."
"How'd you know Chiyo?" Tim asked.
"We've been friends since elementary, best friend I ever had."
He turned away, the tears rushing down the sides of his cheeks. Emotions took over Eito as well.
"I know you're hurting inside, but do you think you could tell me where Kenny is now?"
"He's right over there," Elroy pointed. "Talking with the police officers."
He looked up to her, a little bothered by her silence. Conan tugged at her arm, causing her to look down.
"Ran are you ok?"
"I'm fine, it's just I think I've seen that man." Ran replied.
"What man?" Conan asked.
"Right over there," Ran said with a point. "The one next to Tim."
"Hmm, he doesn't look to familiar," Conan said. "Where again did you see him?"
"That's the same guy who was staring at me when we were in line."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Ran confirmed.
Conan kept his eye to him, why had he been staring at her? He brought a hand to his head, feeling his temperature rise.
"Alright everyone," One of the officers yelled out. "It's time to clear out!"
"Did you find out what happened," Sonoko asked. "A lot of us would like an explanation."
"It was an accident, pure and simple." He replied.
"Uh oh, that's not good."
Conan darted from her side, racing away as fast as he could.
"Conan where are you going?!" Ran called.
Tim had his attention to the sky, still thinking about what could have possibly happened to the top wheels. He felt a couple light hits to the side of his leg, looking down to see Conan.
"Do you know how annoying that is?"
"Never mind that," Conan stated. "You need to get over there and talk to those security guards."
"What for," Tim asked. "We don't have enough evidence yet."
"They're already ruling it an accident," Conan informed. "If you share with them what we know that will enlighten them on what may have really happened."
"Got it, that's the last thing we need," Tim said. "Giving the killer time to dispose of any evidence we may have not come across yet."
The two of them made their way over to the two officers, joining them around the body.
"I thought we made it clear that we want everyone to clear out."
"And I will do that, just hear me out."
"Go ahead."
"I don't think you're dealing with an accident," Tim began. "I came across a few things which may point more to the lines of a homicide."
"A homicide," Kenny exclaimed. "Are you sure about that?!"
"All signs are pointing in that direction."
"Care to share the evidence which brought you to these allegations?"
"Right this way officer." Tim said.
Conan waited next to the body along with a third security guard. His hands began to tremble, sweat coming to the palms of his hand. It took them under a minute to arrive back.
"So what do you think Officer Grean?"
"The kids got a point," He replied. "One set of the wheels were found under the tracks."
"How'd they get there?"
"The only way they could have, someone removed them," Officer Grean replied looking to Kenny. "That makes you our prime suspect."
"I understand." Kenny said with a nod.
"Officer, did you happen to see the redness where the wheels should have been," Conan asked pointing to the seat. "Look, it's right there."
"Huh, let me have a look at this."
He looked to the spot Conan had said.
"Well I'll be dammed," Officer Grean remarked while standing back to his feet. "The boy's right."
"Nice find Kudo." Tim whispered.
Conan smiled in return.
"Mr. Kenny, do you think it would be ok if we saw your tools," Tim asked. "The set you use while at work?"
"Of course."
He removed the strap from around his shoulder, dropping the bag to the ground. Officer Grean opened it up, giving the whole bag a quick sweep. Conan looked to Tim who looked a little disappointed.
"What's got him so on edge all of a sudden," Conan thought. "Was he expecting to see something else?"
"There you are," Ran said walking over along with the others. "You had me worried, where'd you run off to?"
"I just needed to tell Tim something," Conan replied. "When I came back you were gone."
"Because the officers told everyone to leave," Sonoko said. "What are you two still doing here anyway?"
"They've actually been of great assistance," Officer Grean stated. "This whole incident may have been pre planned."
"What do you mean by pre planned," Eito asked. "Are you saying someone intentionally caused this to happen?!"
"I'm sorry to say, but It's a possibility."
Tim kneeled down next to Conan, whispering into his ear.
"I want you to pretend you're giving me instructions." Tim stated.
"Why?" Conan asked.
"You obviously haven't been paying attention, Haibara's watching us like a hawk," Tim replied. "I have something I want to go check out, if she asks just say you sent me."
"In other words you don't want her knowing you're a detective, correct?"
"You hit it right on the money."
"Does it really matter," Conan questioned. "What's wrong with her knowing you have traits of a detective?"
"Have you already forgotten," Tim stated. "Your friends already know Red Robin is a detective, if Ai sees I'm one as well what do you think she'll think then?"
"I stand corrected," Conan said. "So what is it you're going to go check out?"
"I'll let you know when I get back," Tim replied. "Keep these guys occupied ok."
"Won't be a problem."
Just as he was going to push back to his feet Sonoko joined the two of them, kneeling to the other side of him.
"What are you boys doing down here, having a detective meeting?"
"Something like that," Tim replied. "If you read the manual correctly it said no girls allowed."
"That's funny, because I plan on cracking this case before you," Sonoko said. "Ask Conan, I'm an astonished detective myself."
"Is that you challenging me again?"
"I don't plan on losing this time." Sonoko confirmed.
"Good luck with that." Tim said standing back to his feet.
"Don't need it." Sonoko said standing straight as well.
He gave Conan one last look, taking off in that instant.
"Hey Conan, if you find something let me know," Sonoko said. "We can't let Tim outdo us."
"Us....don't you mean you," Conan corrected. "I don't want any part of this."
"I'm pretty sure we can come to some kind of agreement."
"She just doesn't give up," Conan thought to himself. "I think nows the time to begin the questioning process, if Kenny did it he must have had a motive."
Conan directed his attention to Kenny who sat to the bench, one of the officers standing over him while continuing to question him. He decided he'd try his luck with someone else, walking over to Eito who stood alone.
"Sir, can I ask you a question?"
"Go right on ahead." Eito replied hiding his emotions as best he could.
"That man over there looks sad to," Conan pointed. "What was your sisters relationship with him?"
"That's Elroy," Eito answered. "They were practically best friends, up until high school of course."
"What happened when they got to high school?" Conan asked.
"Things escalated, from friends to lovers," Eito replied. "They broke it off just at the end of last year."
"Was it a hard break up, any bitterness between the two afterward?"
"Things were a little awkward at first," Eito admitted. "But it didn't take long for things to return to normal."
"How long has Elroy been working here?"
"About two years I think," Eito replied. "Like I said before, this is my first time coming here."
"Guess that makes the both of us." Conan said.
He turned away, taking all that he had heard into account.
"That didn't help much, being the fact Elroy doesn't work at this part of the park," Conan thought. "Unless he came here just for this little occasion, but we can almost cancel that out being the fact how close they were."
His hands fell to his pockets, beginning to pace in wait. Conan looked to see Kenny was still in conversation with Officer Grean and another officer.
"There's still to many holes...something's not adding up."
He stopped in his path, closing his eyes. There wasn't enough, he needed more to close this up. Conan reopened his eyes to find Ai standing next to him.
"I saw you and Tim talking before he took off," Ai said. "Where did he go?
"I sent him to look into something for me." Conan replied.
"Using him to be your voice, not a bad move."
"Looks like she's buying into it... then again that might be what she wants me to believe."
"Have you tried talking with Hajime?"
"As a matter a fact I haven't," Conan said. "Guess that slipped my mind a bit."
Ai headed into his direction, Conan doing the same. He didn't move, not in the slightest as they approached. They weren't sure what to say at first, expecting the other to take charge.
"Mr. Hajime, do you mind if I ask you a question or two?" Ai asked.
He looked down, giving her the go ahead nod.
"Did you see or hear anything strange before the ride began?"
"I guess you could say that," Hajime answered. "Being the fact Chiyo took my seat."
"Your seat?" Conan questioned.
"Yes, I always sat to the very last seat," Hajime continued. "Those who know me knew that, she just decided to sit there tonight in attempt to annoy me."
"Did you hear anything strange within the first fifty seconds of the coaster ride?" Ai asked.
He thought about it for a few seconds, rehashing the first moments of the ride.
"Yes, I do remember hearing something," Hajime stated. "It was a bickering sound, like something was rattling."
"Was this before or after you began moving?" Ai asked.
"After, defiantly after," Hajime assured. "Is that all you wanted to know?"
Ai nodded. The two of them turned back, heading back over to the others.
"I hope I was able to help."
"More so than you may realize." Conan said.
It was all coming together now, piece by piece.
"I think I know exactly what happened to the top wheels," Conan thought. "There's one person who may have had the motive to do it, still don't have enough to prove it."
They came to a stop once reaching the others. His hands began shaking once more, different gaps in between breaths. This was alarming. Conan took a deep breath looking down to his hands.
"What's wrong with me, I feel so....so light."
He stumbled forward, taking to a knee.
"Conan are you ok?" Ayumi asked.
"I'm fine, just a little tired."
He stood back up, relieved to see Tim heading their way. He could see the positive look in his face. He walked to the side of him, lowering himself down.
"You don't look so hot," Tim said. "You ok?"
"We'll worry about that later, right now I have to fill you in on what I learned." Conan said.
"I'm all ears."
Conan told him everything he had gained from talking with both Eito and Hajime, feeling himself slowly fading.
"What you just told me, coupled in with what I discovered leaves us with only one suspect."
"So what is it you found?" Conan asked.
"The red coloring we found, it's not just on the coaster seat Chiyo was in," Tim informed. "I also found the same type of red to some of the other rides in the northern section of the park."
"Looks like we have our guy." Conan said immediately knowing who it was.
"Time to cap the lid on this case," Tim said standing back to his feet. "Bare with me Shinichi, we're almost done."
He watched as Tim walked over to Officer Grean. His heart rate continued to flourish, gripping his chest with the use of his right hand. Ai came to his side, watching Tim advance toward the officers.
"I take it you know who did it."
Conan nodded.
"I told him everything he needs to know."
The three of them turned from the discussion they were having, rather surprised to see him.
"You're still here," Officer Grean said. "I thought you had left."
"As did I," Kenny said stepping up from the bench. "Like I've discussed with the security guards, I checked all the connections this morning, there was nothing out of place."
"Being the fact you aren't the one responsible, I have no reason not to believe you."
"Not responsible," Officer Grean questioned. "If not him, than who?!"
Tim smiled, turning back to the rest of the group. Sonoko rolled her eyes, quickly turning to Conan.
"Any idea who did it smart one," Sonoko asked. "If you do, hurry and tell me before Tim gets the chance to."
Conan choked out, following it up with a few fake coughs.
"Conan are you alright?" Ran asked coming to his side.
"That boy is so useless at times." Sonoko said crossing her arms.
He waited a few extra seconds, looking over with the extention of his arm.
"You my friend are the one responsible for the death of Chiyo."
"No way, Elroy would never hurt her!" Eito yelled in protest.
"It wasn't me," Elroy fired. "She was my best friend!!!"
"And I'm not denying that, that wasn't your intention," Tim said resting his hands to his pocket. "Let's start from the beginning shall we."
"He seems so confident, I just hope he knows what he's doing." Ran thought to herself as he looked her way.
"Ran, you said you saw someone staring over at you earlier tonight, is that correct?" Tim asked.
Ran nodded.
"Can you clarify who it was?"
Ran looked over, pointing directly to Elroy.
"So what if I was," Elroy admitted. "That doesn't make me a killer."
"But it wasn't her you were staring at, now was it?" Tim asked taking a step forward.
"If he wasn't staring at Ran, then who was he staring at?" Sonoko asked becoming testy.
"It's simple, he had his sights fixated to the man directly next to her," Tim answered. "That's why Ran thought he was looking at her."
"And that man is none other than Hajime." Conan said stepping up to his side.
"What," Hajime exclaimed turning to Elroy. "Is that true?"
"Of course not," Elroy replied. "Why would I be staring over at him?"
"A little jealousy, which has probably been mounting up," Conan stated. "We both know you and Chiyo used to be an item, I wonder if Hajime even knew that."
"Is that true Elroy?"
He didn't answer back, turning away to the opposite direction.
"It's true," Eito said. "Neither my sister nor Elroy never felt the need to discuss or even mention it to anyone."
"You've been working here for over two years right?" Conan asked.
"With that kind of time you must have been able to take notice of certain habits," Tim added. "Maybe one of them being the fact Mr. Hajime likes to sit to the very back, when riding the Dragon Spin."
"You're wrong."
"Just admit it, you removed those wheels before the ride began," Tim pushed. "And when you saw us coming all you could do was run."
"Not having enough time to hide the wheels you left under the tracks," Conan finished. "You even loosened the top wheels, knowing once the ride took off they would fall right out of place."
"That would explain the rattling sound I heard." Hajime said.
"Elroy....why," Eito asked. "I don't understand."
He clutched his fists, not able to look either of them in the eyes.
"All I've heard is allegations," Elroy said still looking to the ground. "There is no proof I did any of this."
"Oh, but there is," Tim stated. "We found a certain redness to the seat Chiyo sat in, the same red I saw to many of the rides to the north side of the park."
"That's Elroy's section to check up on." Kenny said.
"But what does it mean?" Officer Grean asked.
"Check his tools," Tim replied. "Everything will become clear from there."
They made their way over, grabbing his box of tools which lay at his side. They opened it up, every tool to his box painted in the color red.
"Now you can see it for yourself," Tim said. "The red paint from his tools must have rubbed off when he took the wheels apart."
"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Officer Grean asked.
"I want a lawyer."
"Elroy, why!!" Eito yelled.
He looked away, feeling himself cuffed from behind. The security guards escorted him to the exit. It was over, the case had been solved.
"Sonoko was right, he does have some flashy deductions." Ran thought to herself.
"Six to zero." Tim whispered tauntingly as he passed by Sonoko.
She nearly jumped at him, Ran quickly stepping in front of her to help calm her down.
"Great job Tim." Genta complimented.
"Couldn't have done it without Conan." Tim said. "All of you might be smarter than me some day if I'm not careful."
"Conan are you sure you're feeling ok?" Mitsuhiko asked noticing he could barely keep his eyes open.
"I guess I could use a little sleep."
"Don't worry, we're heading straight home now," Ran said while looking to Tim. "Not bad back there, where'd you pick up skills like that?"
"Books, reading detective stories always helps."
"Sounds a lot like Shinichi."
"Come again?"
"He's a friend of mine," Ran said. "I'm pretty sure you two would get along."
"Yea, I bet we would." Tim said slightly glimpsing to Conan.
As they made their way for the exit they heard a loud whistle, looking over to one of the small stands to see a young woman waving over at them.
"Hang on Conan," Ran said. "I'm sure this will only take about a minute."
They walked over seeing the cheerfulness in her face.
"Hi, my names Eve," She greeted. "I saw the way you handled that case, so amazing."
"Well, thanks." Tim said not really sold on what to say.
"If you're interested I'd like to offer you a free gift," Eve said pointing to the back wall. "Anything you want."
It didn't take him long to choose, taking the soft object into his hand.
"A pink stuffed rabbit, why that of all things?" Conan thought to himself.
Tim walked over, stepping around Ran who kept her eyes to him the whole time. She had her back to him, kneeling down from behind while bringing the stuffed animal to the front of her face.
"Here you go, it's for you Haibara." Tim said.
She took it from his hand into her own. Tim pushed back to his feet, heading straight next to Conan.
"What are you trying to do?" Conan muttered.
"It's all about them mind games my friend," Tim replied. "I've got this all under wraps."
"Oh, look what you did Tim," Ran said noticing the redness to her cheeks. "You made her blush."
"Huh, what?" Tim said in surprise.
Conan began snickering, not sure how he was able to hold back his laughter.
"So much for mind games." Conan giggled tapping him to his leg.
"So what's your name?" Eve asked.
He turned around, facing her once more.
"It's Tim, and my names Sonoko," She said pushing past him. "I'm somewhat of a detective myself."
"Is that right," Eve said becoming interested. "Care to share a story or two."
"We'd love to." Sonoko accepted leaning to the counter.
"This could be awhile," Tim said pulling some cash from his wallet. "This should be enough to get you all home, I'm going to stay here with Sonoko until she's ready to go."
Ran looked to Tim, then to Conan who looked like he was ready to fall over.
"I guess you're right," Ran said taking the cash. "No use in waiting it out with Conan is like this."
"I'll see you in class tommarrow," Tim said then looking to the others. "I'll be looking forward to seeing the rest of you as well."
"We will to." Ayumi said.
They waved on their way out, heading directly to the exit. They arrived out, standing to the street corner where they awaited the arrival of one of the many cabs. He heard someone walking from behind, a slow and cautious walk. This was enough to grab his attention. Though his vision was blurred he could see exactly who it was.
"That's the man I saw with the briefcase."
He kept his eyes to him, watching as he disappeared into an alley.
"Can't let him get away, gotta get a tracer on him."
Conan zoomed off, hoping he'd get one last look at him to place a tracer.
"Conan where are you going?!"
He made it into the dark alley. There was no one to be seen. Conan stepped further in, there's no way that man could have gotten away that quick. Then he felt a cold pain to the back of his head, falling forward into a pile of trash.
"Play times over kid."
To Be Continued
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 33
One Big Twist
"Did you hear that?" Sonoko asked in a trembling voice.
"It sounded like.. like someone is in trouble." Ran said.
"You two stay here and watch the children," Tim instructed. "I'm going to go check it out."
He took off in that instant, moving as quickly as he could.
"Tim wait!" Ran called out.
There was no looking back, the only thing to his mind being to find out what was taking place. He made it around the corner to come across a small group of people, all eyes glued to someone dressed in a monster suit. He looked on in confusion. Then the scream hit once again, coming from the monster creature itself.
"You have got to be kidding me." Tim thought with the cross of his arms.
He heard her foot steps as she approached, not surprised one bit.
"I thought I told you to stay with the others." Tim said.
"Sonoko is more than capable of watching them for a few seconds." Ran stated.
"Well you wasted your time coming," Tim pointed out. "Monster guy here must be putting on some kind of show."
"Well that's good to hear," Ran said relieved. "At least no one is hurt."
"Guess we better head back before they begin to worry about us." Tim said.
"Right."
As they turned to walk back Sonoko came from around the corner with everyone else right behind.
"What happened?" Sonoko asked.
"Nothing." Tim replied.
"Sonoko I told you to stay back," Ran stated. "What if something really was going on, you would have put yourself in harms way."
"Not to mention the kids." Tim added.
Sonoko rolled her eyes while looking directly down to Conan.
"I thought I told you to stay back and watch the others!"
Tim couldn't help but laugh at the whole situation.
"I swear, you guys are like a bunch of domino pieces," Tim humorously stated. "One goes, the others are sure to follow."
"Not funny." Sonoko said.
The scream could be heard once more, everyone looking as he removed the mask from upon his head.
"Woh, cool." Mitsuhiko said walking over along with Mitsuhiko.
"Hey sir," Ayumi said grabbing his attention. "How did you do that scream?"
"I have a sound system installed into the masks tubbing."
"Wow, I wish I had one of those." Mitsuhiko said.
"I'd say that's some impressive hardware you got," Tim said approaching. "So what are you doing in that suit anyway?"
"Trying to help broadcast the Trex theme park, you should go" He replied. "It's only about two blocks from here."
"A theme park," Tim said giving it some thought. "You know, we might just do that."
"Great, the more people we can get the better."
He headed back over with Mitsuhiko and Ayumi right at his side.
"What were you talking to him about?" Ran asked.
"I asked him why he was dressed up like that, he said it was to broadcast a theme park up that way," Tim replied. "I think we should go give it a look."
"I'm in!" Genta shouted.
"I'd love to go check it out as well." Mitsuhiko agreed.
"I kinda like the idea myself," Sonoko admitted. "What do you think Ran?"
"Would the rest of you like to go?" Ran asked.
"You can count me in." Conan answered.
"Me to." Ayumi added.
Ai nodded, closing up the debate.
"Then it's settled," Ran said looking back to Sonoko. "We're going."
He gave them exact directions of where it was held, placing the monster mask back to his head once doing so. Tim lead the way with Conan walking to the left of him. The stop light flashed red as they made their way across.
"So what was that bit about you tutoring?" Conan asked.
"Say again."
"Back when you were talking, I heard you mention helping Sonoko raise her chemistry grade," Conan restated. "What exactly did you do?"
"It was an accident, one I don't feel like talking about." Tim replied.
"Is that so?"
"If you really want to know I'll tell you later," Tim said. "After this whole thing mellows down."
"Just forget it, I don't care to know all that much anyway." Conan said dropping the topic. "On another note, did you happen to find out what was in that box?"
"Negative I'm afraid," Tim replied. "The system wasn't able to identify whatever was in there."
"Great, that puts us right back at square one."
"What are the two of you talking about?" Ayumi asked catching up.
"Nothing really," Conan said. "Just going over our scores on that computer game."
"Oh wow, I didn't know you played to." Ayumi said looking up to him.
"I try to, occasionally that is," Tim stated. "Though I will say I'm not quite as proficient at it as Conan."
All conversation was put on hold as they turned up yet another block, a long line leading to the theme park being seen.
"Looks like we made it." Conan said
"And with plenty of time to spare," Tim added looking to his watch. "We have at least three hours before sun down."
They took to the back of the line which happened to be moving at a rather decent pace.
"At this rate we should be to the front in about three minutes." Mitsuhiko said.
"Do you think there's a ferris wheel," Ayumi asked. "I'd love to go on that."
"I don't know," Genta said bringing a hand to his eyes. "I can't see one from here."
A young man to the front of the two looked back, smiling down to them.
"Did you kids just mention a ferris wheel?"
"Yea," Genta answered. "We were wondering if there was one at this theme park."
"Ferris wheels are the best." Ayumi added.
"Well worry not, they have one clear to the far left of the center."
"How do you know for sure," Genta asked. "I can't see it from here."
"Give it some time, I'm sure we'll see it as soon as we get in," Tim said entering the fray. "Nice to meet you, I'm Tim."
"Good to meet you Tim," He said shaking his hand. "My names Eito by the way."
"You come alone?" Tim asked.
"Not exactly." Eito said less than enthusiastic.
He turned to those right to the front of him, mumbling something in the process.
"These are the two clowns who dragged me here, my sister Chiyo and her boyfriend Hajime." Eito muttered.
"Did I hear you mention my name Eito?" Chiyo asked turning around.
"Not at all," Eito replied. "I was just talking with these three I met."
"Feel free to introduce me anytime." Chiyo stated.
Eito rolled his eyes at her remark with a huff.
"This is my annoying sister Chiyo," Eito said. "All I wanted to do was stay home and finish up the last hour of the game."
"Oh hush, you have an excuse for everything," Chiyo said looking away from him."So what's your name?"
"Tim," He replied. "And this is Ayumi and Genta."
"Hi." Ayumi greeted with a wave.
She smiled in return, turning to the side while tapping him to his shoulder. He looked to her in concern.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't be so tense Hajime," Chiyo said. "I just wanted you to meet Tim and his little friends."
"Which ones Tim?" Hajime asked looking to the back of the line.
"That'd be me." Tim answered holding his hand out.
"Nice to meet you," Hajime said shaking his hand while looking down to the other two. "And what are your names?"
"I'm Genta and this is Ayumi."
"So is it just you and the two children?" Chiyo asked.
He could hear them step to his side just as he was to answer.
"Hey Tim, who are your new friends?" Sonoko asked.
"Chiyo, Hajime, and Eito," Tim replied. "And this is Ran and Sonoko."
"I had a feeling you were with more than just the kids." Chiyo said.
"Have you ever been to this theme park before?" Ran asked.
"Hajime and Chiyo have on multiple occasions," Eito replied. "This will be my first."
"If you guys want to try something fun, I'd advice the Dragon Spin." Hajime suggested.
"What's the Dragon Spin?" Sonoko asked.
"Only the best roller coaster ride known to man." Hajime replied.
The line moved forward at the same pace, quickly making their way to the front. Tim stepped to the side as the others continued to talk, looking to Conan who appeared to be deep within his thoughts. He decided not to bother him, directing his attention elsewhere. As they approached she felt a strange feeling come over her, that vibe she'd get when something bad was to happen. Then she saw it to the side of her eyes, his locked directly to hers.
"Why is he staring at me like that?"
"Who's staring at you." Hajime asked from the side of her.
"The man over there." Ran pointed only to see he was gone.
"I don't see anyone," Sonoko said. "Do you know what he looked like?"
"Never mind," Ran said looking away. "It's probably nothing."
They reached the ticket booth a short time after, pushing through a large gate which lead to the park itself.
"I hope you all have fun." Chiyo said.
"Why don't you come with us," Ran suggested. "You obviously know this place, maybe you could show us around."
"Thanks for the offer, but there's someone I want to talk with first," Chiyo said. "I don't want to hold any of you up."
"Who do you need to talk with?" Sonoko asked.
"Old friend of ours," Eito answered. "He actually works here."
"We'll let you get to that then," Ran said. "Hopefully we'll see the three of you some time later tonight."
"I'd love that," Chiyo said. "Maybe we could even ride the Dragon Spin together."
"We'll be on the look out." Ran said.
"Great, then I guess we'll catch you all later." Hajime said.
They watched as the three walked to the left, disappearing amongst the large crowd. Ran began walking with everyone following at her side.
"There's so much to do," Ran said looking from side to side. "Any idea what you guys want to do first."
A smirk formed to Tim's face at what he saw.
"Check out that horse," Tim pointed. "Conan you should go give it a try, I have plenty of coins so you should be set."
"Yea right," Conan rejected. "I think I'll pass."
"Why," Tim questioned. "I'm positive you'll get your money's worth."
"No thanks." Conan said reassuringly.
Conan could still see the grin to his face as they walked, ignoring him as best he could.
"Why didn't you ride the pony," Ai asked walking to the side of him. "It couldn't have been all that bad, right?"
"I'm not even going to answer that." Conan replied continuing to look forward.
They continued observing the many activities while walking, not sure where to begin. Sonoko grabbed Ran to her arm, pulling her to a small group of people waiting for a chance to swing some type of hammer.
"This looks like it could be fun." Sonoko said.
"But we don't even know what they're doing." Ran stated.
"That's why we need to wait to find out." Sonoko said.
"Just what we need, more waiting." Conan thought.
Minutes passed as they inched their way to the front, watching as a man took the large hammer, slamming it straight to the bullseye symbol with a bang.
"That's a solid 86," The hoster yelled in excitement. "Five points higher than the current leader on the board!"
"This looks fun," Genta said. "I wanna give it a try."
"Sorry to say, but I don't think you or I could compete in something like this." Mitsuhiko said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Genta asked crossing his arms.
"Look at us, we're way to small," Mitsuhiko replied. "There's no way we'll out do any of the adults."
Genta gave his statement some thought, quickly realizing he was right.
"Bummer, and here I was hoping to top them all." Genta pouted.
"Don't worry," Conan said coming to his side. "There's plenty of other activities here you can try that you may be able to take top spot in."
They watched as someone else took a swap at it, hitting a solid 75.
"Good effort, but I'm afraid it won't be enough to take the top prize," He said while then turning to Ran and Sonoko. "It looks like you two are up, so who wants to go first?"
"Why don't you go Ran," Sonoko said. "That way I have an idea of where I may land."
Ran nodded, taking a step on to the stage. He handed her the hammer while leading her to where the large red button lay.
"You're awarded one practice swing if you so choose."
"That's alright," Ran said gripping it in between her fingers. "One shot is all I'll need."
She lifted it over the top of her head, feeling it's weight surging throughout her arms. She took one last breath with the close of her eyes, releasing with imposing force. Everyone jumped up in excitement.
"97!"
That was all he could say, still stunned with shock.
"In all my years of doing this no one has ever got past 89," He said approaching Ran. "That is one incredible feat you've placed!"
"Some how I knew I should have went first." Sonoko muttered under her breath.
"I guess I went a little over the top." Ran said with a smile handing him the hammer back.
"Well, that means it's your turn."
Sonoko brought the hammer into her possession, slowly making her way to the spot. She lifted the hammer, trying her best to blank out all thoughts. Then in the moment, she picked her spot, firing down as hard as she could.
"78, not bad," He complimented. "Very good infact."
"You really mean that?" Sonoko asked handing him the hammer.
"The average for a woman your sizes has been about 72," He informed. "So I'd say the two of you are to be reckon with."
Sonoko grinned, feeling more than satisfied now. She turned as Tim stepped to the stage, stretching his arms as he did.
"You here that Timmy, my hit power is amongst the elites," Sonoko said proudly. "You could only hope to do that good."
"Oh please," Tim said as he is handed the hammer. "I could beat that even on a sick day."
"Is that a bet?" Sonoko asked bringing her hands to her waist.
"Of course not, it's a guarantee."
He tightened the grip in his right hand to the handle, gazing down to the bullseye with high intent.
"Sir I'd advice placing both hands to the handle, you'll score a higher number."
"Don't need to." Tim replied lifting it with one quick deadly strike.
Everyone gasped out, a smile coming to Conan's face.
"Not bad, don't know how he managed to land an 82 with the use of only one of his arms," Conan thought to himself. "But impressive none the less."
He walked over, stretching his right arm once more.
"Was...was that your..practice swing?" He asked.
"Na, that was it," Tim replied heading off stage. "Hey guys I saw something you might like by a gift shop we passed."
"Cool, I'd love to see it." Conan said following after him.
"Me to." Ayumi said.
"Wait for me." Genta said going as well.
Everyone else just watched, still shocked at what they had just seen.
"First Ran, then Tim," Mitsuhiko said. "Who'd of thought they'd take the floor like that."
Ai stood next to him in silence, waiting for Ran to collect her prize.
It slithered along the sides of the wall of it's exhibit, several more following in it's place. He smiled down, looking back to the others.
"Now tell me if that isn't amazing."
"It's just a bunch of mechanical snakes," Conan said less than intrigued. "What's so spectacular about that?"
"Hush Kudo, I wasn't looking for your response." Tim muttered to where only Conan could hear.
"I think it's cool," Ayumi said. "You might be able to scare someone with one of these."
"No kidding," Genta said in agreement. "It looks so real, you'd never know it was fake in the dark."
"Tim, are you afraid of snakes?" Ayumi asked.
"It depends," Tim replied. "How big are we talking?"
The four of them turned to the side to be joined by Ran and the others once again.
"Ran what did you get for your prize?" Conan asked.
"A very stylish bracelet," Ran replied showing it off. "It even has a pearl on it."
"What a neat reward." Genta commented.
"Tim how come you didn't give it your all back there?" Ran asked out of curiosity.
"I didn't care to win," Tim explained. "All I wanted was to outdo Sonoko, which I accomplished quite handily."
Conan looked to Sonoko who clutched her fists in response, glaring over to Tim who had already turned away.
"He's really enjoying pushing her buttons, I wonder just how far he plans on taking this little bout." Conan thought to himself.
"How about we try out some of the rides," Ran suggested trying to change the mood. "I can see the bumper cars from here."
"You guys go right on ahead," Tim said. "I'll be right here."
"Come on Tim, it'll be fun." Ran said convincingly.
"I would," Tim said with a grin. "It's just...I'd hate to outshine Sonoko for a second time."
"What was that?!"
"What are you doing?" Conan whispered nudging him to the leg.
"It's part of the plan," Tim whispered back. "Just tag along, you'll see."
He wasn't sure what to think, taking a step away.
"What could he be planning," Conan thought. "I hardly see how any of this has anything to do with Haibara."
He waited as she approached, staying steady to his stance.
"You wanna take that back?!"
"Why are you yelling Sonoko," Tim asked with a laugh. "I was only kidding."
"Then what's so funny?" Sonoko snapped.
"You're over reacting."
"Tim's right, he was only joking" Ran said. "Why don't we drop all this nonsense and get back to what brought us here in the first place."
"Couldn't have put it any better." Tim said in agreement.
"How about not," Sonoko stated crossing her arms. "You may have scored higher than me in a test of strength, but I'm willing to bet I have your number in all other areas."
"Perfect, she's reacting just like I'd hoped."
"Sonoko please don't turn this into a competition," Ran plead. "Lets just try and have a good time."
"It's to late," Sonoko firmly stated. "I've already made up my mind."
"About what?" Ran asked.
She turned back to Tim, a half smile coming to her face.
"A friendly challenge of course," Sonoko replied. "So what do you say Tim....do you accept?"
"What kind of challenge are we talking?"
"Anything we can find throughout the park."
"Sounds simple enough, I accept." Tim answered
"Come on you two," Ran said stepping in between them. "Cant we just forget about all of this?"
"You don't have to follow us you know," Sonoko said. "It won't take very long."
"If you want, you could even join in." Tim said offering another option.
Her shoulders slouched downward, knowing there was no use in arguing.
"Now where to begin." Sonoko said beginning to search around.
Everyone followed right behind as she walked, staying close together as not to get lost amongst the large crowd.
"This was not what I was expecting when we arrived, but I'll take it." Conan thought to himself.
They came across a man sitting to a large table alone. He looked up as they approached pulling a slick piece of blue silk from his upper pocket.
"Oh, how nice of you kids to join me, call me Sal," He said in a sinister tone. "I take it you've come in the matter of testing your sight, correct?"
"I love stuff like this," Sonoko stated. "So how does this work?"
He pulled a golf ball from his other pocket, wrapping the silk around it. They continued to watch as he laid five cups to the table, placing one of them over the wrapped ball. Tim stepped next to Sonoko, making sure he had a clear view.
"Keep your eye on the prize."
With that he began to scramble them from one side to the other, both keeping a strong focus. He stopped after roughly twenty seconds, resting his hands to his lap with an evil grin.
"So tell me," Sal said leaning back. "Which glass does the ball of silk lye?"
"That one." Sonoko replied pointing to the top left.
He then looked to Tim who pointed to the one directly in the middle.
"It's that one," Tim said confidently. "You never moved it from that spot."
"Of course he did," Sonoko said. "All the rotations happened through the middle."
"That was done to play with our eyes, alluding us from the real trick," Tim said. "He wrapped the silk to the ball to keep it from making any noise when the cups touched."
"But I saw him move it."
"What you saw was the spinning of the cup, the others shifting around it."
"Well there's only one way to find out." Sonoko said looking back to Sal.
He slid his hand around all the cups that surround it, reaching for the one in the middle. He pulled it up, a frown immediately coming to her face.
"That's two to zero." Tim said rubbing it in.
Sal stood from the chair, impressed with the results.
"How perceptive of you," Sal commented. "You're one of the few whose been able to crack that trick at first glimpse."
He then turned to the back wall, sliding a sheet to the side to reveal all the prizes.
"Go right on ahead, you're free to choose whatever you want."
"Any of you see anything you like?" Tim asked looking back to the others.
"I'll be fine, I have enough at the house to keep me entertained." Conan stated.
"That sword looks cool," Genta pointed. "You should get that."
Tim looked back to Sal, giving him the nod. Once receiving it he handed it down to Genta who wielded it in hand.
"Be careful with that," Ran warned. "I don't want you to accidently hit someone."
"So Sonoko, are we done yet?" Tim asked.
She mumbled something as she walked past him, looking for yet another chance at topping him.
"Guess that answers that."
They walked for a couple minutes, coming across a juggling competition. Sonoko looked over, giving it some thought before walking over.
"Juggling," Tim questioned with the raise of his hands. "Are you sure about this Sonoko?"
"What's wrong," Sonoko asked. "Juggling not your thing?"
He didn't reply, following her over to the small group. Conan stood a few yards away, luckily finding a pole to lean to. He found his eyes wondering after a minute of standing, so much going on in all directions. Through it all something managed to grab his attention. He looked to see a man standing to a shaded area, dressed in all black with a briefcase in hand.
"This guy doesn't look to be doing anything....is he waiting for something?"
Conan continued to watch him, checking to see if anything was to happened. His sense of time and environment became lost, fixated to him, and him alone. His suspicions proved worthwhile, watching as another man approached. They exchanged a few words, handing him the briefcase in the process before the two headed in separate directions.
"That didn't look good," Conan thought. "I wonder what all that was about."
Before he could further act on the situation he heard someone running from his side, turning as Mitsuhiko came to a stop in front of him.
"Why are you standing over here by yourself?"
"Just thinking." Conan replied.
"Well in any case," Mitsuhiko said reaching from behind. "Check out this airplane I got, one good toss is all it takes to get this baby flying."
"Let me guess, Tim won again?"
That questioned was answered as the others headed back over, Ran trying to communicate with Sonoko who ignored her. Tim stopped once reaching Conan, a grin to his face.
"That's three to zero."
"Has Sonoko given up yet?" Conan asked.
"She's persistent, I'll give her that," Tim replied. "We better keep moving before they leave us behind."
It still stood clear to his mind as they walked. Should he tell him about what he had saw? He found himself looking to anyone dressed in black, hoping to find the man he'd just seen minutes prior.
"Neither one of those men headed in the direction of the exit when they took off, they must be camping around somewhere."
Lots of commotion could be seen to the left side as they passed an ice cream stand.
"What do you thinks going on over there?" Ayumi asked.
"I can't tell from here," Ran said. "We'll need to get in closer."
"Everyone seems excited." Ayumi said.
They made their way through, arriving to the front to catch sight of what everyone was watching.
"Target practice," Ran said. "This looks like fun."
"And this time I'm going to win," Sonoko stated. "I hope you're ready Timmy."
"I think we need to take a step back," Tim said. "I think I'm going to pass on this round, lets see how you do against my wingman."
"Your wingman?" Sonoko questioned.
"Of course." Tim replied tapping Conan to his shoulder.
"What, me," Conan exclaimed. "Since when was I your wingman?"
"No time to argue within our little duo," Tim replied. "We have a task at hand, getting the score to 4-0."
"Is this some kind of joke?" Sonoko asked.
"That's yet to be seen," Tim said looking down to Conan. "Give it your best, it's time to put the nail in the coffin."
A few more people gave it a shot, not able to complete the task. They found themselves to the front not long after, both Sonoko and Conan ready to begin.
"So how does this work?" Sonoko asked.
"There are four targets as you can see," She said pulling a dozen balls from a white sack. "You get twelve shots to knock down all targets."
"Sounds easy enough."
"Which one of you plans to go first?"
"Ladies first." Conan declared.
He stepped to the side watching as she brought the first ball to her hand. He looked to her eyes, seeing the desire to get it done. It all went by so quick, finding his turn had arrived.
"Not bad," She commented. "You managed to get it done with the use of Nine balls, with three to spare."
"Ha, try and beat that." Sonoko challenged.
Conan walked to where she had previously stood, giving all the targets a look. The one to the left being the closest, with each to the right further back. He reached into the sack, gripping the ball with a fire. His eyes locked to the target to the far right, releasing with an explosion. Momentum was on his side, following up with the knock down of the remaining three targets.
Tim was the first to begin clapping, everyone doing the same in the seconds that followed. Sonoko turned in disbelief, storming over to her best friend.
"Guess the jokes on you." Tim teased as she passed by.
"Superb job kid," She complimented. "No one has ever hit all four targets in a row on their first try."
"Thanks," Conan replied. "I do a lot of wall ball."
"A performance like that calls for a reward," She said directing his attention to the items hanging from a pole. "So what can I get you young man?"
He took a few seconds to look everything over, making a quick decision.
"I'll take that." Conan said pointing to a fluffy white pillow.
She handed it down to Conan, giving him one last wave before he walked back to the group. He headed straight for Ayumi, holding the pillow out to her after coming to a stop.
"Is, is that for me?" Ayumi asked.
Conan nodded in response.
"Thanks Conan."
She gave him a hug, Ran being unable to hold back a smile.
"Hey Sonoko, are we done yet?" Tim asked.
She simply ignored him, not interested in speaking with him at the moment. They began walking once more, Conan looking up after feeling a hand coming to his shoulder.
"Well played Kudo." Tim said so only he could hear.
"Thanks, but I just took what you've been doing since we started."
"You make a point," Tim said. "On another positive note, that puts the score at five to zero."
"At this rate we might reach ten."
"Wouldn't doubt it," Tim said. "but really, we should get moving before they think we got lost."
"And if they do, I'd say it was all your fault."
"Funny, I was thinking of saying the same thing."
With that the two of them walked after the others who hadn't gotten far. Several minutes passed, going from one ride to the next. Tim looked over to Sonoko who hadn't said a word to him since the last challenge, a semi smile coming to his face. With the next step he felt a pinch to his side, swaying around to see Ran.
"What was that for?"
"Look how moody you've made Sonoko," Ran pointed out. "You should really try to cheer her up."
"Over my dead body," Tim said bringing his hands to the back of his head. "She's the one who started this remember?"
"That doesn't mean it needs to continue." Ran stated.
"If you're so concerned, why don't you try talking to her yourself?"
"I can't believe how immature you're being."
He smirked at her remark, not giving in one bit. They walked a couple more feet before being rejoined by the people they had met earlier that evening.
"I was hoping we'd bump into you guys again." Eito said.
"Did you ever find your friend you spoke of?" Ran asked.
"We sure did, just ten minutes ago," Chiyo replied. "He's a little busy right now, so we had to cut it short."
"So where are the three of you headed to now?" Tim asked removing his hands from his head.
"The Dragon Spin of course," Hajime replied. "We'd love for the all of you to join us."
"Don't see why not, we haven't been on that side of the park yet." Tim accepted.
"Right this way." Hajime said leading the way.
It took them a little over three minutes to arrive to the coaster, taking to the back of the line once there.
"So this is it huh, looks promising." Sonoko said.
"It has a five foot six limit," Eito informed. "So the kids won't be able to get on."
"You hear that Conan," Tim said looking to him. "You're a few lengths to short my friend."
"Who's going to stay and watch them," Chiyo asked. "We can't just leave them alone."
"No worries, I got it covered." Tim volunteered.
"Good, that covers that." Hajime said.
"Hey, we could wait over there," Genta said pointing. "There's a few benches for us to sit on."
"Good catch," Tim said. "The five of you can meet us over there when you're done."
"Are you sure," Chiyo asked. "I could stay and watch them."
"I've had enough excitement for the evening as it is," Tim replied. "I don't mind laying back for a bit."
She nodded, watching as the six of them walked over to where the benches wait. They stood in line for the next five minutes, relieved when they made it to the front. The gentlemen to the side removed the chain, allowing for them to enter. Chiyo stepped in first, heading straight for the back.
"Ran where do you want to sit?" Sonoko asked.
"Anywhere but the very front." Ran replied.
"What's wrong, afraid someone might see you scream?" Sonoko teasingly asked.
He made his way to the back as well, crossing his arms at what he came to find.
"Chiyo, you're in my seat." Hajime said.
"I don't see your name on it." She replied buckling in.
"But I always sit there." Hajime stated.
"You look like you're getting frustrated," Chiyo said with a laugh. "Why don't you just sit to the seat in front of me?"
He threw down his arms, doing as she said.
"See, that wasn't so hard now was it?"
"I hate when she does this."
Not long after they went into motion.
He was the only one to stand, keeping his eyes peeled. The sound of someone dropping down from behind alerted him, turning to see Ai walk over to him.
"I saw you watching something awhile back, just like you're doing now," Ai said. "What is it you're looking for?"
Conan fully extended around, removing his hands from his pockets.
"Earlier I saw a suspicious man dressed in all black, standing to a wall," Conan said. "He was carrying a briefcase."
"Was he waiting for something?"
Conan nodded.
"The guy he was to meet showed up, taking the brief case after a few exchanged words."
"Could you hear any of what was said?" Ai asked.
"There was to much noise, but I'm positive they're still here," Conan stated. "The question is, what were they meeting about?"
Ai did the same, looking for anyone dressed in black. They had no success in finding who they wished to find. Tim noticed their little search, becoming curious himself.
"I wonder what those two are up to."
Then it rained all over, screams coming from all sides. They all looked over, not sure what all the commotion was all about. Then he saw it, something flying down from the sky. It landed a few yards away. Tim jumped up from the bench along with the others, racing over to the scene. Conan and Tim were the first to arrive, leaving them breathless at what they saw. Still strapped to the seat lay Chiyo, blood flowing from the side she land. He knew it was over, but checked for a pulse anyway.
"She's...gone." Conan said standing back to his feet.
"What in the world could have happened," Tim thought. "Guess we'll have to wait for the coaster ride to come to a close to answer that."
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The Detective Prince
Chapter 56
Big Strike
He looked away, not responding to the question. Conan watched as he made his way out onto the balcony, deciding to join him a short time later. The two of them stood there, staring into the far distance. The sky darkened by the minute.
"So, what do you plan to do?"
"I don't know," Tim replied. "I really don't."
"Will you at least think about it?"
"I already have for the past week," Tim stated. "Some decisions don't come easy, especially when there's multiple factors to weigh in."
Things fell silent between them. He looked down at his watch after another couple minutes past, resting his hands into his pockets to help keep warm from the chilling breeze.
"It's almost seven," Conan said turning away from the railing. "I better get going."
"Would you like me to accompany you on the way there?"
"I'll manage."
He closed the door on his way out, leaning slightly forward as he made his way through the hall.
"Maybe he's right, maybe it's better she doesn't know," Conan thought. "But that doesn't mean she won't find out."
The thick clouds that filled the sky began to drift away as the night progressed, paving the way for the moons welcoming light. Everything was quiet in the room, throughout the whole house for that matter. It ticked past twelve, signaling the arrival of a new day. The coolness of the night air creeped in, finding its way under the sheets. It didn't take long for a response, opening her eyes at the sudden change in temperature.
"I don't recall leaving the window open."
She rolled out of bed, yawning as she made her way through the darkness. She closed the window once reaching it, rubbing her arms with a shiver. She then turned back for the bed, immediately feeling herself forced up against the wall with a hand falling across her lips. Her eyes widened, watching as the dark figure moved in closer.
"Don't be alarmed, I'm only here to talk."
He released his grip on her, taking a step back as she switched on a night light which sat atop her dresser. She smiled after seeing who it was, having a seat at the end of her bed with the cross of her legs.
"To what do I owe the honor?"
"I'm looking for Kaitou Kid, it's important that I have a word with him."
"And what makes you think I know of his whereabouts?"
"I'm not here to play games with you Koizumi," Red Robin declare. "One way or another, you're going to tell me where he is."
"Great, first he sneaks into my room, and now he's giving me orders," Akako said looking away. "What's next?"
"I'm not his enemy, and I'm most certainly not here to fight with you," Red Robin said. "All I want to do is clarify something."
"What's in it for me?"
"A pat on the shoulder after I clear his name," Red Robin replied. "Now where can I find him?"
"Don't know."
"Not the answer I was looking for."
"Sorry," Akako apologized. "But I haven't seen him for the past two days."
"Any idea where he might be?"
"Out of town," Akako replied. "He frequently goes on trips from time to time."
He looked into her eyes, not completely sold on whether to believe her or not. She looked down toward her arms, rubbing them for a second time.
"So, how did you know where to find me?"
She looked up to find that he was gone, glimpsing over to see her window swaying back and forth from the soft breeze. She uncrossed her legs, making her way back over to close it.
"No one just drops in unannounced and leaves like that," Akako thought to herself. "He hasn't seen the last of me."
The next morning began at a fast pace. Many came in and out of his office through the first few hours of him arriving.
"Megure, there's someone else here to see you." Ninzaburo said walking into the room.
"Anyone that I know?"
He nodded.
"It's that Grayson kid," Ninzaburo informed. "He said he has something important to tell you in regards to the killings that have been taking place."
"Send him on in."
"Right away."
He left the room from there, giving him a moments rest from all of the commotion. It didn't take long for him to make his way in, closing the door to help block out all of the sounds.
"There's a lot going on here today," Dick said. "Even outside of the station for that matter."
"That's what happens when you have a loose serial killer," Juzo stated. "So what do you have for me?"
"I actually had a question."
"Which is?"
"All of the officers that were killed by the culprit, what was their relation," Dick asked. "Did any of them know each other, attend the same school perhaps?"
"That's a really good question," Juzo said giving it some thought. "I'll have Shiratori look into that."
"If we're able to tie up some of these loose ends we may be one step closer to finding who this guy is."
"Is there anything else you need to know?"
"That will do for now," Dick replied. "But I'll be back if the situation calls for it."
"I'll be here."
The light finally turned red after nearly a minute of waiting, allowing for him to cross over to the other side. He checked the time on his watch after making it over. It was twenty three after four, picking up the pace as he approached the forest. He made his way down to the base shortly after, walking in to find him sitting in front of the computer.
"Shinichi," Tim said turning to face him. "What are you doing here?"
He pulled up the other chair, taking a seat at his side at the side of him.
"Do you have something I can write with?" Conan asked.
".. Sure."
He reached over to his left, handing him a pen along with a book.
"That gives you something to write on." Tim said.
Conan pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from within his pocket, immediately jotting something down. He looked on from over his shoulder, wondering just what it was he was writing. He placed it onto the desk once finished.
"2wo birdS 0ne STONE, at dawns end," Tim read. "Mind telling me what that means?"
"It's what was written on the note left behind at the most recent crime scene," Conan replied. "I've been going over multiple scenarios on what it could all mean, but I thought it would be nice to have your input as well."
He gave the message a harder look, taking all elements into account.
"After reading the message for a first time I only got one thing out of it," Conan said. "Almost as if it was pointing to two people, and a certain time."
"You mean two more possible hits?"
Conan nodded.
"But then I realized just how obvious that would be," Conan said. "There's defiantly a deeper meaning to it."
"What if we switched the 2wo and the 0ne, and then took the S from the end of bird," Tim said. "We could then add that capital S to the end of STONE."
"Which would then read '0ne bird 2wo STONES, at dawns end'," Conan said. "But what could it mean in those terms?"
"Think about it," Tim said. "What if the first part of the message is referring to a person, with the second part alluding to two different locations?"
"Hmm, you do make a point," Conan said. "But that still doesn't explain the use of the combined numbers and letters."
"Not to mention the last part of the message," Tim added. "At dawns end.... what could it possibly mean?"
"There's one last thing I forgot to tell you."
"Which is?"
"There was a small portion of sugar found in the plastic bag along with the note," Conan informed. "A cup to be exact."
"Sugar," Tim questioned. "What could the culprit be trying to communicate to us?"
"Your guess is good as mine," Conan said. "I still haven't been able to wrap my finger around that one."
The two sat in silence for the next minute, thinking of any other possible combinations in which to sort the numbers and words. The door slid open a short time later, causing the two of them to look over.
"It's quiet in here," Dick said after entering. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"No, you're fine," Conan said. "Just working up a possible meaning to the latest note left behind."
"Hey Tim, were you able to hack back into the Echo 2118 network again?"
"Sure did," Tim replied. "Looks like Brutho and his acquaintance Amaquel have their next scheduled meeting planned for this Thursday."
"Where at?" Conan asked.
"Down in Osaka," Tim replied. "I already called Heiji about the matter, we're supposed to meet when I get there."
"Did he agree to help?" Dick asked.
"He didn't answer his phone," Tim replied. "But I left him a message, so I'm positive he'll get back to me whenever he gets the chance."
"What about you," Conan asked. "What have you been doing all day?"
"Just got back from the police station," Dick replied. "Had a little talk with Megure."
"About what?"
"I wanted to know if any of the victims had anything else in common besides working for the police force," Dick replied. "What I was able to find online was pretty limited."
"There will always be a few road blocks here and there." Conan said.
"Isn't Ms. Sugo supposed to be in Osaka as well," Dick asked. "Looks like you'll have your hands full."
"No need to tell me," Tim said. "But it's nothing that I can't handle."
"When do you plan on going?" Conan asked.
"After school tomorrow, which reminds me," Tim said looking toward Dick. "Could you call the school and get me excused, I'll only miss one day."
"No problem."
He dropped down from the chair after checking the time on his watch.
"Four is fast approaching, and I still have some homework to get to," Conan said making his way to the door. "Thanks for your input, and make sure to call if you happen to discover anything."
"Will do." Tim said.
He left from there, with the door sliding shut moments after. He walked over to the wall from behind, leaning back while looking to the ceiling.
"I did a little extra looking into that whole LexCorp deal."
"And what were you able to find?" Tim asked while clicking down to the computer mouse.
"Nothing," Dick replied. "Luthor must be really under wraps with this stuff."
"That is if he knows about it."
"What are you implying?"
"There's always the possibility that someone else within the company is orchestrating everything," Tim replied. "I'm not saying that's the case or what I believe, it's just something to think about."
"Can't argue with you there," Dick said. "I'll keep that in mind when I begin searching again."
He arrived back at the detective agency after a good thirty minute walk, deciding to stop by the office before heading up stairs. He walked in to find Kogoro sitting at the desk, surprised to see all the lights were off.
"What are you doing in the dark?" Conan asked reaching for the switch.
"The electricity went out over an hour ago." Kogoro informed.
He pushed the switch up which confirmed this, looking back at him after doing so.
"Is Ran here?"
"She left a short time before the lights went out," Kogoro replied. "She took her bag with her to some after school meet, so I wouldn't expect her to be back any time soon."
"What meet," Conan thought. "She never said anything about that."
"What about you," Kogoro asked. "Where have you been for the past hour?"
"I was at the park hanging with my friends," Conan replied. "The wind started to pick up, so we decided to call it a day."
"What's wrong with a little wind," Kogoro questioned. "It never stopped me from doing what I enjoyed when I was your age."
"Never mind," Conan muttered while turning for the exit. "I'll be up stairs."
He took each step at a time, coming to a stop after reaching the door. He paused at the sudden flash of light from the left side of his face. He looked down the staircase to see no one was there.
"That's the second time this month," Conan thought to himself. "... Am I seeing things?"
He stood there for a few moments longer, his eyes fixated to the exit down below. He looked away with a huff, turning the knob with a push. He slid off his shoes once inside, heading over to the far corner of the room. He took a seat once there, welcoming the darkness of the room.
"Maybe I'm just a little on edge," Conan thought. "That must be what it is."
He laid his head back, closing his eyes as he slowly drifted off.
The next morning brought a clear start, getting dressed before doing anything else like he did every other morning. He reached for the switch, flipping it up and down to see the electricity was still out.
"That's one way to start the day," Conan said sliding on his bag. "Hopefully everything's up and going after school."
He left minutes later. Traffic was calm on his way to school, only the sight of a few cars driving by every minute or so.
"Almost there."
The front of the school yard was packed when he arrived. It didn't take long for him to locate his friends, looking to the right side of the field to see them waving over at him.
"Hey Conan, are you going to come with us after school?" Ayumi asked.
"Where are you guys going?" Conan asked making his way over.
"We're following Haibara," Mitsuhiko replied. "Dr. Agasa is going to tell us about the opening of Space Inc."
"That is something I've been wanting to hear about," Conan said. "You can defiantly count me in."
"I'm looking forward to it myself." Genta said.
"We have five minutes until class begins," Mitsuhiko informed. "Why don't we head in early?"
"Last one there carries everyone's bags after school." Ayumi said running off.
"Why?" Conan asked only to watch everyone else take off as well.
"I give up."
There was no one to be seen once arriving. He made his way past the entrance door, the sound of voices in the near distance being what lead his way. He stopped once reaching the cafeteria.
"I wonder what everyone is doing in here."
He took a few moments to look around, heading over to where she sat after spotting her looking over something in front of her.
"Do you always come in this early?" Tim asked having a seat across from her.
"The electricity is currently off back home," Ran informed. "So I decided to come here, at least I have some light so I can read."
"What is all of this," Tim asked looking from one table to the next. "Some kind of study hall?"
"You could say that," Ran said with the close of the book. "Are you going to be busy after school?"
"Not until after six," Tim replied. "Why do you ask?"
"I was wondering if you would like to come and check out the book stand they have set up," Ran answered. "Sonoko is coming along as well, the three of us could go together."
"But I thought that it was only for Monday and Tuesday"
"They extended it an extra day because of its success," Ran informed. "It would b nice if you would come along, besides you might find something to your liking."
He gave it a moments thought, looking at her with the tilt of his head.
"Sure, why not."
"Great," Ran said pleased with his decision. "You won't be disappointed."
Each step was more draining than the last, feeling his muscles tense up with every passing second. He sucked it up, doing his best to keep up with the others.
"I can't believe they actually went through with enforcing this."
"Pick up the pace Conan," Genta said glimpsing back at him. "We only have a couple more blocks to go."
"At this rate we'll never get there." Mitsuhiko added.
Conan rolled his eyes, continuing to carry the load as fast as he could. He caught sight of the grin upon her face as the house came into view, feeling the urge to drop from where he stood.
"Haibara is enjoying this just as much as they are."
"That will do it." Ayumi said after they came to a stop in front of the gate.
They took their bags from his possession, watching as he breathed out in relief.
"And here I thought you were in shape." Ai teased before turning to open the gate.
"Whatever." Conan mumbled.
Ai lead the way as they made their way forward. She unlocked the door which allowed for the five of them to walk in. They looked over to see him standing near the couch with a long sheet of paper in hand.
"We're here." Ayumi said grabbing his attention.
"There you are," Hiroshi said walking over to greet them. "What took you all so long, I was expecting you sooner."
"You can thank Conan for that," Genta said. "He was straggling from behind the whole way here."
"Only because I had to carry everyones bags." Conan said in his own defense.
"What's that you're looking over?" Mitsuhiko pointed.
He looked down, holding the long sheet out in front of him.
"You mean this," Hiroshi asked. "It's blue prints to a project I've been working on."
"What kind of project?" Genta asked.
"I'll let you have a look as soon as it is completed," Hiroshi replied. "Does that sound like a deal?"
He nodded in response.
"So what's this Space Inc," Conan asked switching gears. "Is it the name of the company?"
"Right you are." Hiroshi confirmed.
"So what's it about," Ayumi asked. "Are they like NASA?"
"Not completely," Hiroshi replied. "Space Inc is more about creating new and easier ways to navigate through space, whether it be through radar tracking or traveling methods."
"Sounds like fun," Mitsuhiko said in excitement. "When does it open?"
"This Friday," Hiroshi replied. "If it's ok with your parents I'd love to take you all, would you like that?"
"Of course!" They all yelled together except for Conan who lowered his shoulders.
"Not my cup of tea."
He then felt a slight nudge from his side, turning to see Ai looking at him with a smile on her face.
"You don't look so thrilled."
"I see you noticed."
"Why don't you come with us," Ai asked. "Who knows, you might learn something."
"I'll think about it."
"Who's all going to be there," Mitsuhiko asked taking a step forward. "Anyone we know or have heard of?"
"That's a really good question you pose," Hiroshi said. "I'll have to look into that."
"Who were you hoping to see?" Ai asked.
"No one in particular, just wondering is all." Mitsuhiko replied.
"I'll see if I can get ahold of the guest list by tomorrow some time," Hiroshi said. "If you would like to see it feel free to stop by."
"I'll defiantly be here." Genta said.
He looked down at his watch to check the time, gripping onto his bag straps as he turned for the door.
"Leaving so soon?" Ai asked rolling her eyes his way.
"I'm going to go see if the electricity has been turned back on, we had a power outage yesterday which carried into today." Conan informed.
"That must not have been very fun," Ayumi said. "What did you do all night?"
"There wasn't much I could do," Conan replied after reopening the door. "I'll see you guys later, feel free to call me if you need me."
He waved to them before walking out, softly closing the door from behind. He dropped his hands to his side as he made his way past the gate, looking to the sky at the sound of something storming by. It was nothing but a jet. He took the time to watch it fly off into the distance, losing sight of it after watching it sink in between multiple clouds.
"That is one of the faster air crafts I've seen in awhile."
The halls were cleared by the time he made his way into the gym. It wasn't as crowded as he was expecting upon his arrival, taking the time to have a look around. There were multiple book shelves set up, doing his best to maneuver from one row to the next without bumping into anyone.
"I don't see either of them, I wonder if they're even here yet."
He took one last look to the left, hearing the sound of his name called from behind.
"Tim, right over here."
He turned in time to see Ran waving over as the two of them approached.
"What took you so long?"
"We were looking for you." Sonoko replied.
"I was under the impression we were meeting here."
"Never mind that," Ran said. "Did you find anything of interest?"
"Hadn't gotten around to looking at anything."
"What is your favorite genre anyway?" Sonoko asked.
"That's a really good question."
He took a few moments to give it some thought, not able to come up with an answer.
"That's something I've never really put much thought into," Tim replied. "I guess you could say I have multi interests when it comes to a given subject."
"Going with the safe pick I see," Sonoko said. "Afraid what we might say?"
"Of course not."
"That makes it easier for you to choose something," Ran said walking forward. "Come on, I think I know something you might like."
"If they have it here." Sonoko said as the two of them followed from behind.
The time continued to pass as he paced from one end of the hall to the other. He had been here for almost an hour, checking the time on his watch every few minutes.
"I've checked all of his hang out spots, I wonder where he could be," Conan thought. "Is it possible he's already at the train station?"
He finally decided to have a seat, leaning his back up against the door as he did. He stared to the opposite wall, every event of the past few days circulating through his mind. The sound of the elevator coming to a stop from down the hall could be heard. He stood up in response, watching as he made his way toward him.
"Where have you been?"
"A book fair," Tim replied. "If you want to call it that."
"Did you get anything?"
"I didn't plan on it," Tim said unlocking the door with the turn of the key. "But Ran suggested I give this book I got a read."
"At least it will get you away from the computer for awhile," Conan said. "Did you ever hear back from Heiji?"
He nodded as he opened the door, letting Conan head in first before following.
"But it was strange."
"Strange, what do you mean?" Conan asked.
"He didn't actually call me," Tim replied. "He only sent me a text."
"And what's wrong with that?"
"He never has," Tim stated. "Every time he's contacted me it's been through him calling me."
"I don't see what the big deal is," Conan said jumping up to the bed. "He probably couldn't talk at the time, so sent you a text instead."
"Maybe you're right."
"Did you text him back?"
"Yea, I let him know where we'll meet tomorrow," Tim replied. "Which happens to be at the same coffee shop he took me to last time I was there."
"What about Dick," Conan asked. "Is he going as well?"
"He already left to head down there this morning."
"What time is the meeting supposed to take place?"
"Some time after noon," Tim replied. "So we'll have plenty of time to set up."
"Sorry I can't come along," Conan said. "But feel free to contact me if there is anything I can do from here."
"I'll keep that in mind." Tim said before walking to the other end of the room.
He came to a stop once reaching the closet, kneeling down to grab a black bag which sat in the near corner.
"What's inside the bag?"
"Nothing," Tim replied after tossing it upon the desk. "It's a spare I carry around."
"What time does the train leave for Osaka?"
"In about an hour."
"Shouldn't you be down there right about now," Conan questioned. "Who knows how tight security will be today."
"I'm not to concerned about it."
"You won't be saying that when you miss the train one day."
He dropped down from the bed after another minute passed, looking over to see him place the final contents into the bag before zipping it shut.
"All done."
"I guess I'll be leaving as well."
"Anything planned for the rest of the day?"
"No, but I do have something in mind."
"And what might that be?" Tim asked out of curiosity.
"I have a couple ideas on how to reconfigure that message left behind," Conan replied. "I've been thinking about it all day."
"Good thinking," Tim said in agreement. "That should give me something to do on the train as well."
"Or you could read the book you got."
"Fair point."
"I'll touch base with you if I feel I'm onto something."
"Thanks, don't be afraid to leave a message if I don't pick up."
"Of course."
He strapped the large bag across his chest as he made his way to the door with Conan at his side. The two of them walked in silence all the way to the elevator, which remained the same all the way down to the first floor.
"So when do you think you'll be back?" Conan asked as they exited out the door.
"Some time tomorrow evening," Tim replied. "If everything goes accordingly that is."
They stopped once reaching the side of the roadway.
"I guess this is it." Tim said looking down at him.
"Have fun on your trip," Conan said before heading to the right. "And make sure you don't get yourself hurt again."
"Don't plan on that happening again." Tim thought as he turned into the opposite direction.
He casually made his way along, not arriving back to the detective agency until after a thirty minute walk. He headed straight into the office once there, coming to find there was no one there but him.
"Looks like I have the whole place to myself." Conan said as he took himself a seat onto the couch.
He pulled the sheet of paper from within in his pocket, laying it out across his lap as he gave it another hard look.
"2wo birdS 0ne STONE, at dawns end..... its true meaning is right in front of me," Conan thought to himself. "I just can't seem to wrap my finger around what it is."
He pulled a pen from out of his pocket, sliding it to the side of his ear as he continued to think. It didn't take long for another distinct detail to come to mind.
"The zero and the two," Conan said. "Could it be these two numbers represent a whole different element?"
He sat back in comfort, holding the sheet of paper out in front of him. He was becoming tense inside, doing his best not to think about it.
"Figuring out what the culprit is trying to tell us isn't going to be as easy as I was hoping," Conan thought. "If only we knew what their motive was."
The ride there was seemingly shorter than his last trip had been. He kept himself occupied for most of the way there with the book he had gotten hours prior. He grabbed his bag from under the seat after the train came to a stop, slowly making his way out along with those in front of him. To his surprise it was still relatively light out. He checked the time on his watch which read nine after seven.
"I think I'll hold off on checking into the hotel until later," Tim said looking forward. "I'm not quite ready to ease back for the evening just yet."
He began walking once more, taking the time to observe the many structures he passed by while walking down the street. He reached his destination after a good twenty minutes passed.
"Can't believe I found it so quickly, it's not exactly one of those easiest places to find." Tim said entering the coffee shop.
He looked to the right to see several empty chairs. He made his way in that direction, having a seat once reaching a table next to the window. He slid the bag to the side once situated. Minutes passed as he sat alone in silence. He rested his hands onto the table while turning to look out the window. By this time the sun had nearly faded away in the distance.
"I wonder if he's made in progress with that coded message."
He kept his eyes glued to the sky, listening to the sound of someone taking a seat right across from him. It didn't startle him in the least, simply turning in his seat to face who had joined him.
"Kazuha," Tim surprisingly said. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to inform you that Heiji will be late for whatever it is you two had planned." Kazuha said placing her hands onto the table as well.
"How long are we talking?"
She took the time to look down at her watch before answering.
"About an hour and thirty," Kazuha replied. "I guess that leaves you stuck with me for awhile."
"Is that so?" Tim said with a smile.
"Come on," Kazuha said standing up from the chair. "There's something I want to show you, it will be so much better than sitting around here for the next hour."
"And where might that be?"
"Why ruin the surprise," Kazuha said. "Now come on, the times ticking."
He finally gave in, grabbing his bag from where it laid before following after her.
"What's with the bag?" Kazuha asked after exiting the coffee shop.
"Haven't had time to get situated yet," Tim replied. "So which way are we going?"
She responded by heading to the right.
"Guess that answers that."
The ride there was a long one, due to the late rush they were experiencing. He remained quiet for the next few minutes, tapping the back of his eat after they came upon another red light.
"This will do, I'll walk the rest of the way from here."
He stepped out of the cab, closing the door before walking off. He stuffed his hands into the warmth of his jacket after feeling a cool breeze glide by, turning left after reaching the end of the block. It was nearly eight O'clock by the time he finally reached the site, finding himself a place to stand next to a light pole.
"Glad you could make it on such short notice."
He turned to the right to see him step out from an alleyway just up ahead.
"Good to see you too," Heiji said. "So how far are we away from this place?"
"Right this way." Dick directed.
He followed him into the alleyway he had come. The moon was the only source of light giving them a clear path. The temperature continued to drop as they walked, causing him to grip the insides of his pocket.
"You ever come to this side of town?"
"Not often," Heiji replied. "Haven't been down here since three months ago when I was working a case."
"I take it this is the darker part of the city," Dick said after making their way out of the alley. "Defiantly my kind of feel."
"Can't say I'm surprised."
They took a left, heading all the way to the end of the block before finally coming to a stop.
"We're here." Dick said removing the bag that was upon his back.
"What is this place," Heiji asked looking up at the tower building. "Some kind of abandoned warehouse?"
"Not for long," Dick informed. "This place is scheduled to be knocked down in the next week."
"I see you did your homework," Heiji said. "Any idea what they'll be building in its place?"
"Not a clue." Dick replied kneeling down to zip the bag open.
He stood over him, watching as he laid several video devices out across the ground.
"Their meeting is set to take place at this very place," Dick said standing back to his feet. "We'll be ready for them."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Go around back and see if you can find any good spots where we can place some of these video cameras," Dick replied. "We'll try and cover as much ground as we can."
"Gotcha." Heiji said turning to walk.
"I'll join you soon." Dick said before attending back to the laying video devices.
He zipped up his jacket, making his way to the other side of the warehouse. There were several other structures in the near distance once arriving. There was an imposing sharp edged fence which blocked off everything else. He scoured the area as best as he could, looking for any potential spots to set the surveillance tapes.
"Nothing yet," Heiji thought. "They'd most certainly be spotted if we placed them along one of the walls, or the fence for that matter."
It was faint but, just enough to gain his attention. He came to a dead stop, listening as it happened once more. The sound of a light snap along with a low whistle.
"Is someone following me?"
Then he saw it, the door to the back of the warehouse swinging back and forth from the ever increasing wind. He breathed out in relief, continuing to walk forward. It wasn't too much longer that the odor came to his senses, something he had experienced several times over. His eyes narrowed as he slowly approached the door, pushing it to the side as he found himself lost for words.
It was dark, but the lighting from the moon above revealed it all to well. There laying next to the side of the door was a slip of paper with the number seven written upon it. His fears were confirmed after looking further into the room, seeing the body laying just a few feet away. He had only seen him once, but immediately recognized who the newest victim was.
"It can't be," Heiji said in disbelief with a step forward. "Brutho?"
To Be Continued