A/N: Oh the joys of being a authoress! I love making OC's!There will be a profile somewhere. I think chapter will be Cathy.
This will go along with the English version of the anime, which includes filler cases.
Disclaimer: I don't own! Only Cathy Kudo/Lauren Edogawa.
Name: Cathy Kudo
Age: 17
Birthday: March 4
Notable relatives: Booker Kudo, father and mystery writer. Vivian Kudo, mother retired actress. Jimmy Kudo, twin brother.
Hobbies: aikido, clarinetist, singer, detective
Looks: Short layered hair, brown eyes(20-20), 5'5", likes to wear TV shirts and jeans.
Personality: Slightly more positive than Jimmy. Doesn't like seeing death but will solve the case in the name of justice.
Favorite quote: "Look at the clues, no matter how little and insignificant they are."
Personal quote: "Let's look at this logically, shall we?"
The party was in full swing, everyone just talking and eating without a care in the world.
The host of the party was sitting in a wheelchair with a cast on his leg, talking animatedly to another man, who was laughing along with the host.
No one took notice to the man walking out the door, looking over his shoulder every so often. He went into a room and locked it.
A few hours later, the window to the room opened. One minute later, a gunshot ran out. Down in the living room, evryone turned to the gunshot.
A couple men ran up to the room. All they found in the room was a man with a bullet through his chest.
"Inspector Meguire, be reasonable! My guests are all powerful people who need their sleep! This has been a rough night for us all and your investigation's gone nowhere!" the host yelled.
"I hear you, Pops. Crime scenes ain't much fun. Especially in your home with guests dressed pretty. But the bank president has gone cold fish on your plush carpet. We can't let anyone go yet." Inspector Meguire said back, trying to calm the host.
"Are you implying the murderer is one of my guests?" The host said, even more aggravated than before.
"Who else?" A male voice said from the doorway.
"Let's look at this logically, shall we?" Another voice said, this time, a girl's voice. "The room he was killed in was locked from the inside. That makes the window the only entry and escape point, but we're three stories up."
Two teenagers walked in side by side; the boy with a calm, calculated look on his face, the girl looking politely at Inspector Meguire.
"There aren't prints below from the killer climbing up from the street because he entered through a neighboring window in your house." The boy said calmly.
"That's ridiculous! There must be a 10 meter gap between the windows. No human could jump that!" the host said.
"A narrow ledge runs just beneath the closest window. By tip-toeing along the ledge, it's a 2 meter jump to the balcony window and into the room." The boy explained.
"That's fantasy!" the host scoffed. "How could he escape? It's one thing to jump off a ledge only 10 centimeters wide, but jumping back on would be impossible!"
"When the killer crawled out the first window, he brought with him a rope which he tied to the ledge before he jumped. He then hooked the other end to the balcony and climbed back across." The girl explained, looking thoughtful.
"But there's no rope on the balcony. How could he untie it afterwards?" Inspector Meguire asked, puzzled.
"It's much simpler than you think, Inspector." The boy said. "The culprit tied a stick to the rope and wedged it between the railing. Once slackened, it easily came free."
"Take a closer look out on the balcony. There's wood shavings where the stick rubbed against the railing." The girl said, finally getting serious.
"But why did the bank president lock himself in a room during a party?" Inspector Meguire asked.
"The banker was known for being paranoid in his business deals." the boy said, solemnly. "The killer may have arranged a meeting, asking the banker to meet him in the locked room."
"Enough with these theories!" the host shouted. "Mr. Yamazaki was my friend! Now just tell me who did it!"
"There's only one person who knows the layout of this building well enough to plan this trap." the girl said.
"Only one person who the banker would trust in the secret meeting" The boy added.
"And that..." The girl said.
"Go on." Inspector Meguire urged.
In unison, the teens pointed at the host and said, "And that means, you sir!"
The host laughed nervously. "You think I'm the acrobat? I can;t even stand up on this leg."
"Only one truth prevails." The boy said as he picked up the globe on the hearth and threw it at the host.
The host immediately stood up to dodge the globe.
One of the maids gasped. "Sir, how did you do that?"
The host growled. "Damn reflexes!"
"You've been able to walk fine for the past 3 months." the girl said. "Wanna fill him in, Inspector?"
"I shook down your Doc over the phone. He told me everything. We also got witnesses who heard you and Yamazaki arguing over a whole lot of green"
The host growled again and he started to make a run for it.
"Oh no you don't!" The boy shouted and kicked the globe he threw at the host. it connected with the back of the host's head and he went down.
"Score!"
"Well, Jimmy and Cathy, you put it to bed once again!" Inspector Meguire said happily, pounding Jimmy on the back. "You know, the chief's giving me a bigger desk since you two've been helping me out!"
"Thanks, Meguire! You just leave the tough ones to us,okay?" the girl, Cathy, said, happily.
"We gotta spread our names as ace detectives somehow, right?" The boy said, cockily.
"C'mon, Jimmy! Let's go home!" Cathy said, pulling Jimmy's hand in the direction of home.
A/N: So what do you think? I'll try to make this work out, but if not... I'll just leave it.
Please review!
