Found Out
"What are you taking about, Heiji?"
Ran huffed in anger, her eyes daring the boy to say anything else but the truth.
"What do you mean, Ran-neechan?"
Conan squeaked, a bead of sweat slowing trailing down his face in anticipation.
She wasn't supposed to overhear.
Small collections of tears formed within the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.
She heard it all. Heiji addressing Conan as 'Kudo', the latter dropping his facade and speaking with maturity far beyond his years. She heard the discussion of the mysterious organization that had attacked and shrunk Shinichi to who she now knew as...Conan.
With no hesitation, with no thoughts of turning back, Conan grabbed her hand, guiding her to a back room, planning to tell her all.
And he did.
Conan told her everything. He told her who he was, he told her how who he was, and he told her he was sorry for lying.
How he was especially sorry for lying.
Another figure entered the room undetected, leaning against the wall as he observed the sob scene with interest.
He spoke up.
"Now your life's in danger. You must be pretty damn proud of yourself, huh?"
