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 Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 6:59 pm
- = : C H A P T ER : O N E : = - Conan yawned, laying back in his bed as he relaxed. He was in comfy clothes, a thin, white short sleeve shirt and khaki pants. They both fit perfectly to his size, and he really had to thank Ran for buying his this outfit. Since he had only his old school uniform and a few pieces left from his Elementary days, he could never find anything that he liked. Those clothes were really outdated; some where obviously from way back when, such as his fan base shirts for his 'favorite giant monster and fairy couple'.
He stretched a bit and sighed, closed his eyes. Uncle had not gotten a case in so long... it had been nearly a weak. All that there was were the 'stalking' and 'information gathering' jobs. No murder mysteries. It was not like it was not nice to relax every once in awhile, but with this much time from being away from a mystery, he swore he was going to crack!
"Gaaah~!" Conan cried as he sat up and turned to his night stand. He strapped on his wrist watch, checking the time before searching about for his cap. Why waste such a nice day? Might as well search for a mystery novel at the library that he HADN'T read yet, or visit that nut job professor. He grabbed his cap and placed it on his head before grabbing his cell phones and skateboard.
Heading towards his room door, he slid it open, only to find a pair of lovely; long legs right in his path. He blinked, then looked up at Ran as she looked back down at him. "Ah- ah! R-Ran-neechan?" He asked, blinking those big, blue eyes of his. Ran smiled and bent down to Conan, handing him a flier she had picked up. "Conan-kun! I found this flier hanging up outside. It's a Kid Detective Game." She explained.
Conan blinked and took the flier before giving an unsatisfied look at the flier. Kid Detective Game, huh? Sounded boring. None of their mysteries would be able to outwit him; he was a deductive genius! The Sherlock of the Nineteenth Century! Ran smiled, reaching down to point out something on the poster. "There's a prize too! They say the winning kids will be able to participate in a nationwide contest. I thought it was neat! Almost like a beauty pageant, but for detectives!" She said with a smile. This perked Conan's interest ever so slightly, of course. A chance to prove his worth! But... he would be throwing himself out into plain sight. If the Black Organization were to see that he had won a detective against the best of his age group in Japan, well... they might just remember his face from somewhere. Especially at this point, when they had their sights on Uncle... if they found out...
He handed the flier back to Ran and shook his head. "I can't, Ran-neechan! I'm not that great!" He said in a childish tone with a pout. "Plus... I night make a fool of myself..." Conan falsely admitted before lowering his head ever so slightly.
Ran took the bait. She knelt in front of his with an 'Ahhh~!' and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Conan... that never stopped you before... Take the flier for now, and if you change your mind, tell me. I'll gladly sign you up." She said before giving him a reassuring smile. Conan nodded, smiling big up to Ran. "Okay, Ran-Neechan! I'm going to head out for a bit, I'll be back~!" He said. Ran nodded and got back up, moving out of his way. "Okay, then. Be back in a few hours for dinner!" She said as Conan headed out the door. With a goodbye,, he was already heading down the steps in his sneakers.
Once out in the fresh air, he looked to the poster once more before sighing and hopping onto his skateboard. Stepping on the button on the skateboard's grip, he closed her eyes for a moment. He heard the whirring of the gears in the skateboard's solar powered engine. He readied himself before he suddenly shot off, out onto the streets towards the professor's house.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 7:03 pm
- = : C H A P T ER : T W O : = - Conan finally reached the Professors house as he kicked off his skateboard and caught it mid air. He pressed the button of the buzzer at the gate and waited for a response. He got one as a crash and a short 'fwoop' sounded. He caused the Professor to drop something chemically unstable... he drooped his head slightly, and animated teardrop falling from his forehead.
From the little white box in front of the gate gate the Professor's voice. "Ah... who is it?" He called.
"It's me, Professor!" Conan responded without hesitation or much care for stating his name.
Nearly immediately after Conan had stated that it was indeed, him, the professor responded. "Ah! Shinichi! Good timing! Come on in!"
Conan responded with a simple 'Kaaay!' before heading through the gate and into the crazy nut's humble abode. He looked around, then simply followed the burnt smell all the way to where the professor was in the library. He quirked a brow as he saw the professor covered in what seemed to be charcoal or sulfur.
"Ahh, Shinichi! How have you been? Solving a lot of mysteries I hope?" Agasa asked as he finished cleaning up the glass on the floor and disposing of it." Conan simply tilted his head to the side and sighed. "Hardly. There hasn't been one good mystery in a week!" He stated as he took a seat in one of the lounge chairs in the library.
"Really? That's strange. Kogoro seems to always have some mystery on his hands... especially when he's around you..." The professor stated as he grabbed a cloth to clean the black substance from his face. "Hey, Shinichi. What's that paper in you hand?" He asked suddenly as he finally got a good look at his old neighbor.
"Eh? This?" Conan asked as he looked at the flier. He had forgotten in was still in his hand. Was, was he getting rusty! He needed a good mystery fast! "It's a flier for some Kid Detective Competition. Ran gave me it earlier."
"That sounds like fun, especially for the Sherlock of the nineteenth Century." Agasa stated with a cheesy grin. "Unless you think it would be too boring for you?"
"It's not like I'm not interested... even something small by this point would make me happy." Conan said with a sigh. "The winner would compete for a nationwide championship. I don't want all of that attention on me." He stated before eying the Professor. "When I saved uncle from being sniped by them before, they all saw me. If they saw that I was a detective genius, it would not take them very long to put one and one together." He stated before getting up from the lounge chair and searching over the books on the professor's library shelves.
The professor was unable to come up with a retort. Shinichi had a perfectly responsible reason for not competing. He sighed, then started work on cleaning his tabletop. "Ah, that reminds me. A letter came in for you. It's on the table in the living room."
"For me...?" Conan asked in interest before heading right off towards the living room. It took him a bit of searching, by lo and behold, there it was on the coffee table. He looked to the addressee, then opened the letter up. This letter was indeed for him; Shinichi.
He took the letter out and looked at the writing carefully. His eyes went wide for a moment before her lowered his head and brought a loose fist to his chin in thought. He headed back to the library, reading over the text a few times. "This is interesting...~" Conan cooed before looking up to the Professor. "I'm being challenged."
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 7:04 pm
- = : C H A P T ER : T H R E E : = - "Challenged?" Professor Agasa perked up, walking over to Shinichi as he looked to the letter. "By who? Heiji?" He asked before pocketing removing his glasses and wiping the soot from them.
"No." Conan said calmly as he lifted the piece of paper up to the light to see the watermark. "It's really expensive paper, someone rich." He muttered. "They didn't leave a name, so it must be someone I don't know...?" He hummed to himself before folding the letter up again.
"Hakuba is rich, isn't he?" Agasa asked before returning the glasses to his face and blinking, his eyes adjusting to the lenses before he looked down at Conan again.
"No. It's an Italian." Conan said before sighing. "Hakuba went abroad to Europe, but the letter is riddled with Italian sayings. 'Buona Sera, Arrivederci, Grazie; all were common Italian greetings. They were left there on purpose for him to notice this fact. Whoever it was, they wanted him to know they would be separate from the expected group; a Foreigner. They wanted to be noticed.
Agasa took a few moments to brood on this before noticing something. "Can you at least figure out the sex of the person? Like, if they used 'Atashi' or 'Boku'.
"Whoever it was used a neuter version of 'I'; "Watashi". Maybe they're afraid that I want take them seriously?" Conan thought before his expression became dumbstruck. If that were the case, then, a woman.
"What were they challenging you to, anyways?" Agasa asked before heading back to his mess to finish cleaning up.
Conan pocketed the letter as he followed the professor to his table of chemicals. He stared at the various colors in boredom, picking up two of the test tubes, one with a pink solution in it, the other have a strange dirty orange color. "The competition I was just talking about, actually." He said before tipping the pink test tube towards the other. "I suppose I should look further into it..."
"H-Hold on, Shinichi! Weren't you just saying that it was a bad idea?" Agasa argued before blinking. He stared at the test tubes, then suddenly panicked as he reached out, but was too last this time. The two chemicals met and instantly the orange test tube bubbled up over the rim. Conan cried out in surprise as bubbles foamed over his jacket sleeve. As they stopped, his expression became dumbstruck, staring at the mess. He hated chemicals...
"I only want to find out who this person is. I won't draw any attention as long as I fail early after meeting this Italian." He explained as Agasa took the test tube from him and wiped his hand off for him. "If I have Heiji join, he could become a cover to make me seem like a novice in comparison." He explained.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 7:16 pm
- = : C H A P T E R : F O U R : = -
"Beika hotel!"
"We made it in time!"
"An hour early..."
"A detective can never be too early!"
"I'm hungry..." Conan's eyebrow twitched, his eyes narrowing as he stood behind the group of hyper little kids. Beside him, of course, was Haibara. It seems Ayumi found out about the competition and brought it up to Mitsuhiko and Genta. Mitsuhiko was, of course, the strongest voice when it came to mysteries, but they all still shared the same interest on the prize. Supposedly, by them, it was going to be between a lifetime supply of eel tempura, an unlimited gift card to a toy store, and mountains of money. Haibara giggled next to him as he looked over, a bit perplexed. It was only soon after that Genta's voice broke the normal boundaries of sound. "ALRIIIIGHT! LET'S GO, DETECTIVE BOYS!" Ayumi and Mitsuhiko cheered and ran into the building behind Genta as Conan chuckled in disbelief. "Kudo." Haibara stated softly before looking to him with her cold expression. He returned a weak expression, confused now. It was always hard to tell her emotions; she was such a cold girl! "You look adorable when you make that face." She cooed, leaning slightly closer. "H-Haibara!" Conan gasped, taken aback as he flinched, pulling his body back a bit in response to her words. "Just kidding~" Haibara chimed before walking ahead of him, giggling to herself on the inside. "You make no sense." Conan laughed to himself, his expression priceless; the same he had used when the 'detective boys' had gone charging inside. He sighed, looking to his watch, begging for time to speed up. Heiji's plane should be landing soon, if it hadn't already. He should be getting here on the cab in at least fifteen minutes, then. At least he'd have someone intelligent to talk to besides Haibara. Conan walked inside as Mitsuhiko called for him to hurry up. "A-Ah!" They all registered together, putting down their simple information later. It seemed they'd check in all in the computers after a certain point. Conan would just have to leave before that point to make sure he wasn't revealed. After they had finished with the paperwork, they all headed up to the conference room designated to the competition. The room was filled with kids, mostly little kids that were being monitored by their parents. Some of the occupants were middle school kids, and even less from high schools. He ignored the conversation between the three hyperactive kids until finally a familiar voice broke his concentration. "What are all of you brats doing here?" Sonoko shot with a defiant pose. Ayumi looked up at Sonoko and pouted. "Ah... that's because..." "We're the detective boys!" Genta finished with as much spunk as he could muster. Conan looked up at Sonoko with an innocent expression. "Ms. Sonoko! Are you here for the competition?" Sonoko firmly placed one hand on her hip, her thumb pointed at her chest. "Me? Of course! No one can outdo the Deduction Queen Sonoko!" 'I see. So no one can outdo me?' Conan thought to himself. "I-...I see. Sonoko really is great! She's just like the Sleeping Kogoro!" "Better! B-e-t-t-e-r!" Sonoko spelled out for Conan. "The Sleeping Kogoro can not compare to my genius." 'There's no difference!' Conan thought to himself, humored. He noticed Heiji walk into the front door as his face lit up. Finally! Waving to his Osakan friend, he grinned wide. "Mr. Heiji! Over here!" Heiji blinked, looking to the little grinning boy before grinning wide. "Ahoh! Ku-... k... Conan!" He called out before running up to him. "Eh?" Sonoko blinked, staring at the man before looking to Conan. Had she ever met Heiji? Well, if she had, she couldn't remember. "Oh, so you were gonna use your friend for help, Conan? Well, it won't help you! No one can defeat the Deduction Queen Sonoko!" Heiji looked to Sonoko with the same expression Conan had used earlier; humored. 'So, basically... Kudo can't be defeated...' he thought to himself before giving Conan a snide look which was quickly returned with an innocent smile. He crouched down to Conan's height as looked around at the group before leaning close to the little kid, covering his mouth. "Oi, Kudo... did you find him yet?" Conan shook his head 'no.' "I see. Well, if this person wanted to challenge you, then they'll have to be good. After a few rounds, the group should be whittled down enough. "I know that already..." Conan started before he felt a pair of eyes of him. "Oh? You're looking for someone?" Haibara asked from behind him. Conan jumped, then looked back at her. "H-Haibara..." He stuttered nervously. "N-Nothing like that!" "Mmh~" Haibara's expression was blank and dead. "It's almost time; get ready, Mr. Great Detective." After a moment, she returned to the group. Conan sighed in relief as Heiji giggled at the sight of the two. The differences between them only mad them funnier than the fact that they were tiny.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2009 7:23 pm
- = : : C H A P T E R : F I V E : : = - The lights in the room dimmed as people looked around, hushing there voices, some of them whispering to each other. Some of the littler kids just went ahead and screamed out 'What's going on!?' Conan and Heiji both shared the look of disbelief. This really was a kiddy game. "This is no place..." Heiji started before Conan finished.
"For us." A man in a suit quickly hurried up onto the small stage at the far end of the room. He waved to people as they applauded him as the lights shined down on him. "Ah... isn't that..."
"Mouri K-Kogoro!?" Heiji wheezed before covering his mouth to stop himself from cracking up, snorting in response. Conan looked up to him, laughing back at him coldly.
"Welcome to the Junior Detective Competition!" Kogoro called into the microphone before grinning to everyone. "I, the famous Mouri Kogoro, am here to introduce the first challenge to you all!" There was a unified cheer from the crowd as a cocky grin spread across his face. "I will be giving you a clue, and you have to figure out from it where the next meeting place is! That is where the next task will be held. Keep in mind, I will only give you this clue once, and there will be no hints!" There was a cheer again as people became anxious. Kogoro chuckled before making a proud pose. "The clue is..." He cleared his throat, then looked at the index card a man had given him. "I am the oldest and weariest man on the street. My neighbors are teenagers and make much noise. Their flashy colors and height make me look weak in comparison. Tch... what is this crap...?" Kogoro mumbled the last part, glaring at the card. It took him a long moment to notice he had been heard before he rose his hand up into the air and cheered, the crowd following, though weaker than the previous times.
"I don't get it." Ayumi said softly.
Mitsuhiko hummed behind her, nodding a few times to himself. "They probably have an old man standing in one of the streets nearby to flashy dressed basketball players nearby." He hummed.
"Basketball players?" Heiji and Conan looked to each other dumbfounded before Conan stepped close to them. "The three people it refers to are buildings."
"Buildings?" Ayumi asked, taking that in for a moment. "But there are a lot of old buildings in Tokyo?"
"There's only one old corporation that still stands, though."
"Oi! You said buildings! Not Corporations!" Genta yelled before everyone quickly shushed him.
"When a group of people come together to create a business, that become 'stock holders'. The business gains the same rights as a person." Conan explained.
"So... Like Kimiaka's Market?" Genta asked.
"No, no. More like the media, railways or popular markets that you can find in many different parts of Japan." Conan corrected them. Mitsuhiko brooded over this information, then came up with something. "Maybe it means the old cinema down the street! It's been there a long time; Sugo Cinemas. I've seen then in other places we've been."
"Ah! Right! They've been there for twenty seven years, my mom said!" Ayumi gasped.
"ALRIGHT! LET'S GOOOO!" Gents cheered before rushing off out of the hotel.
Sonoko watched the group hurry off with Conan and Heiji taking their time behind them. "Kids..." She chuckled irritably before catching up with Conan and Heiji. "Hey kid, why was it important to bring up to two younger people then? Wouldn't it be enough to talk about the old man?"
"It's because it hinted towards modernization." Heiji shrugged. "Buildings are becoming news, righter and flashier, and and much busier than older stores. The fact that these two younger people are always by this old man's side and never meet up, even though their so close, means they are all immobile. There are also plenty of old places around here, or old monuments like statues. If they hadn't brought of that hint, along with the street, we could have hundreds of different places as the ending point."
"Sonoko, are you trying to quiz us? You must have already known that!" Conan said innocently, though inside, he was beaming. The Deduction Queen Sonoko could never beat even a toddler.
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