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Okay not really but he is yet another musing from the mind of this crazy procrastinator. I hope its not too bad but if it is just tell me and I'll try to make it better.

Summary: What if Mouri wasn't as stupid as Conan believed. A drabble from his mind as Conan solves one of the cases.

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Every time. Every damn time it always seemed to happen. Why did he let himself be taken advantage of by that pipsqueak again? Oh yeah, he was bored with shadowy/governmental clientele and lying to Ran. The kid promised at leat some adventure and intrigue, which was something he deeply missed. His very soul, the soul of a detective, had yearned for it, constantly wanting, pleading, begging.

"And that elicit affair, the one that tore your marriage apart, ruined your relations with your children and decimated your reputation is what led you to brutally murder the photographer, Kensuke Ishida. The photos he released anonymously to the press completely obliterated your life. Once you found out that he was responsible for them, you had to take revenge!"

And there it was again. The perfect, flawless deduction, coming from his own voice yet not originating from his voice box. He wanted to sigh hopelessly of just bang his head against the table in annoyance. But then the jig would be up. Conan, Kudo, you better be worth it, else I'll flay you alive when you get turned back. Hell I don't even know what I'll do when you leave. My life hasn't ever been this fun.

"What are you talking about Mouri-san, Suzukawa-san had an alibi for the time of death. She was meeting with her lawyer."

Inwardly he smirked. Oh how I would love to scare the stuffing out of Kudo by finishing off one of his deductions for him. He'd seize up and deny everything in that aggravatingly childish voice of his. Still when this is over I hope he thinks about going into acting. Must have got it from his mother.

I should go into acting also. He mused. All the times he'd imperceptivity dodged those tranquilizer darts, neutralizing them with a button or zipper, only to faint in the most conspicuous way possible. Why, he deserved an Oscar. All the times he'd come home hammered without actually drinking an ounce, all the times he would accuse someone of something so ridiculous that a two year old knew he was wrong, all the times he'd let Kudo sniff around the crime scene only throwing him out after he'd found the key piece to prove his deduction.

"Her lawyer, Hiiragimiya-san, was also involved. Ten years ago his father killed himself after his scandal was reveled by Ishida-san. This was his revenge as much as it was Suzukawa-san's."

Looks like it's almost over. Ah well, he had to go meet with Akai-san after this anyway. It appears as though I'll need to a suspiciouly long trip to the race track after this.

"Looks like you caught us, Mouri-san. I wasn't expecting a great detective like you to show up. It's a shame. That bastard deserved what he got though. I can name at least 20 lives he's ruined."

"Be that as it may, Suzukawa-san, it is not your job to be his executioner. There is no excuse for murder. He may have destroyed people's reputations but you and Hiiragimiya-san have done much worse and now you're going to have to live with that guilt for the rest of your lives. "

I couldn't have said it better myself. Someday you'll make a hell of a detective Kudo.

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