Case Closed
Based on Gosho Aoyama's series "Cased Closed" ("Meitantei Conan").
This story is not related to the Cased Closed series and, therefore, is non official database.
Most of the characters displayed in this story are originally Aoyama's or based on them.
This is a fictional story. Any resemblance with reality or other works is a coincidence... or not.
000
Prologue
There was something out there. He could swear. He could feel it in the air, the thick, rusty air.
Never, he thought, in all the years he'd been a criminal, he would imagine he'd be trapped in a situation like that: the chaser, chased. It was like a bad joke. The worst of all jokes.
He saw it: that thing was not human. It had ripped up the door of his van with one hand! And after that it almost killed him right there, with the sirens of the police cars a few blocks away. Luckily, he was fast enough to slipper into the other seat and escape. The image flashed in his head: the chaser standing next to the van, still holding the door and looking at him with a confused face. As if it was asking him: "why are you running? Don't you see it's no use?" However, the man –the chaser- didn't make a move to stop him. Ten minutes later, the criminal was hid behind a corner, ready to run if the thing appeared again.
- Ya'll see, monster – he mumbled to himself while pulling a gun out of his coat. – Ya're so dead!
Suddenly, he felt it again: the air.
- Contrariwise.
- So… who's the victim?
Superintendent Megure was beginning to tense up. This was mayor business: one of the most wanted abductor, terrorist and hired murderer of the country had been assassinated in his prefecture and the chief superintendent Odagiri was there to supervise the investigation.
He knew perfectly well who the victim was. He just wished his corpse had appeared elsewhere.
- His name is Jun Tomoaki, alias Shadow – answered detective Takagi. – He's wanted for murder, abduction, drug and weapon traffic… The list is long.
- Well, what happened to him?
- Superintendent – spoke one of the forensic staff. – The homicide weapon is the victim's own gun.
- What? Suicide?
- I don't think so, insp- Oh, sorry! It's the habit – inspector Miwako Takagi approached the men. – I think the aggressor was quick enough to take the gun from the victim's hands and shot him.
- It's so nice to see you again, Sat- My fault! Mrs. Takagi – Megure chuckled a little. – Please, go on.
- Yes. The victim's vehicle was three blocks away. The wheels had very big holes on them and the driver's door was ripped up and a few feet away. Until now, we haven't found any fingerprints, footprints, witnesses… anything.
Megure avoided the inspector and crouched next to the corpse. A noise behind his back made him turn to see the crane transporting the damaged vehicle and when he saw the door, his suspicions where confirmed.
He so wished Jun Tomoaki hadn't died in Tokyo.
000
Ooook, so... this story takes place (assuming that the year Shinichi originally shrunk was 1996 and he was 16 then, based on the manga) twelve years later, which means 2008. I might make historical mistakes, but I'll try to reduce them to the minimum.
Also, I'd like to warn you, readers, that this story is going to go veeery slowly. So unless you are hextremely patient people, I wouldn't recommend you read this.
Thanks for clicking! Sincerely,
Mickey
