Hajimemashite. This is my first fan fiction so please be kind on me. Please review!
Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Detective Conan. Gosho Aoyama does.
PrologueShe stared around the spacious room, willing the password to come to her. On the dark mahogany desk, a laptop screen flashed the words- 'Wrong Password. 3rd attempt. The computer will shut down automatically after this.' The window was open and a wind rustled the heavy velvet curtains, startling her. Suddenly, her eyes fell on the dartboard right across the desk. An ordinary dartboard with three pictures of not so ordinary people. A picture of herself with the nickname 'Angel' splashed across it. An attractive woman with short auburn hair nicknamed 'Sherry'. And seven-year-old boy with round glasses nicknamed Cool Guy. The pictures of totally different people with only one similarity. They all had a huge capital 'X' splashed across it and a dart sticking out where the two lines of the 'X' intersected. An idea crossed her mind.
"XXX"
She typed those letters in and pressed ENTER, praying silently that it would work. Her whole plan depended on whether these three simple letters were the password. A million thoughts crossed her mind. Why would someone so intelligent use something so simple for a password? What if she was wrong? No, she definitely was. No one would be so stupid to use a three-letter password with the exact same letters. Impossible!
But it was the password and that dispelled all her negative thoughts. The screen flashed once and the words 'Welcome' appeared. That word had never seemed so welcome to her.
As the laptop hummed to life, she hurriedly put the CD lying on the desk in and waited impatiently for it to load. 'How strange it is for someone so smart to use such an obscure thing as the CD. It takes a long time to delete information on that stuff.'
As the CD loaded and the screen filled with data, she added to herself, 'Which is exactly the point.' Then, she turned her full attention to the data on the screen. It was all about someone named 'Miyano Shiho', someone who looked exactly like the woman nicknamed 'Sherry' and bore uncanny resemblance to Haibara Ai. She skimmed through the data, memorising the format in which everything was presented. Then, without any hesitation, she pressed the button DELETE. She drummed her fingers against the desk as she waited for the information to vanish completely.
She grinned from ear to ear as she replaced the information about Miyano Shiho with the data on Antonino Amandore, the elusive Italian mafia boss and a close ally of the Black Organisation. She was careful to present it in the exact same format to make sure that everyone thought that 'she' did it. "The FBI will have a field day." She thought to herself as her gloved fingers flew across the keyboard, leaving no fingerprints behind. Soon, she was done and she removed the disk, placing it in the exact same position. As a precaution, she inserted a virus into the laptop, a new and powerful virus that would wipe out all the data stored in the software. A very effective way of erasing one's traces.
And then, she left, leaving nothing but disaster in her wake.
