The International Avis Jewel Murder Case

By: Aya Anderson

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Storyline

Conan investigates the murder of Toni Rayne, an American Business man, in Minato. Heiji flies to Mexico in search of missing Japanese woman, Katsuko Inami. Hakuba takes the case of the murder of British reporter Lance Briar in London. KID steals the Avis Jewel from a well respected museum in Shibuya. An international chase in search for the one and only truth!

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Before You Read

I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm started watching Detective Conan, thanks to my two stupid friends who are in love with the show, and now I'm in love with the show, so I had to try to write a layered fic and see if I can make this my best one yet. Yay me!

Okay! On with the story.

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Chapter 1

The Murder of Toni Rayne

The dark sky was lit by the glowing glare of the moon. It had finally shown it's full cratered face to the people of Shibuya and Kaitou KID had taken the time to strike. It was five minutes to midnight, and seven minutes to his promised heist time.

Helicopters circled the Grand Spade Museum, lights flashing about and searching for the white clothed male. His cape fluttered like butterflies' wings, reflective of the moon's touch. It was a warm night, only cooled by the wind pulled by the moon.

Quietly, he reached into his jacket and felt around for the cloth that would make his heist perfect. Him untouchable. His sly blue eyes smiled with the assurance the cloth was there. The little tantei-kun hadn't received the message, so he wouldn't arrive. The annoying half-Brit was back in London for a case his attention was pulled to.

No immediate threats would break his heist. The Avis Jewel would be his in just a matter of minutes. He jumped off the side of the building and vanished into the night without a trace.

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One Day After the Heist

12:47 PM, Beika City

"Mexico?"

Conan looked up from the book he was reading. Ran was standing by the window, ear against the phone, twirling her long air with a slender finger. From what he understood, Kazuha had called them up to speak with Ran. Odd, as it was usually Heiji calling Conan up to talk.

Beside the phone, a TV station was announcing KID's latest heist in Shibuya. Successful, as per usual. Inspector Nakamouri was giving a large speech on his plan to catch KID by the next blue moon, the reporter just letting the inspector take his anger out vocally through the microphone. Ran switched it off to better hear Kazuha through the phone.

Kogoro Mouri was still asleep in his room. It was well past twelve, so Conan could only assume the man had been out drinking again the previous night. Therefore, when the phone rang, Ran was the closest to the phone and answered it.

Conan jumped down from his seat on the couch and moved in behind Ran to eavesdrop on the conversation. "Don't you think that's a little far for a case?" Ran continued to question, leaning against the desk.

"Ah though' sah, too," Kazuha's accent voice crackled through the phone speaker. "but he ain' givin' up 'till he finds her, an' he gotta lead t'whure she might be. Ah told him if he was goin', he'd have t'brin' me with, an' he is. So, we're goin' t'Mexico!"

Ran smiled to herself. "Sounds like Heiji," she sighed. "Just don't get bitten by any snakes or spiders while you're there. And have fun, too!"

"Hai!" Kazuha chirped. "Maybe Ah'll brin' y'back somethin'. A s'uvenir."

"That would be great!" Conan blinked and his mouth opened slightly, more in wonder than anything. "Have fun! I'll see you when you get back. Bye!" And Ran hung up the phone.

Conan blinked. "Ah?" he questioned, tugging on Ran's skirt. "Was that Kazuha-neechan on the phone?" Even though he knew the answer, he still had to ask or she would catch on that was listening without her consent.

"Yes," she replied. "Heiji and Kazuha are going to Mexico for a case Heiji has." She stood up off the desk and started towards her father's bedroom. "I can't believe they're going all the way out to Mexico..."

Conan paused for a moment, then folded his arms. Heiji, going to Mexico, for a case? Wasn't that a little far? Why could Heiji just send someone else to Mexico to do whatever it was they were doing? Something must have happened that hurt Heiji's pride, and this was the Osakan detective's chance to redeem himself. Conan sweat dropped. Typical Heiji.

"Otou-san!" Ran called into her father's bedroom. "We're going out for lunch today, remember? You should get up."

The little detective shook his head and sat back on the couch again. He, too, had forgotten they were going out for lunch that day, but at least he would be saved from Ran's wrath and pretend he had remembered.

A past client had called them from Minato and had wanted to offer them lunch for solving the case involving several Buddhist statues a group of thieves were trying to steal. Of course, they had called Heiji, too, and Conan was sure he was going, but clearly not as he and Kazuha were on their way to Mexico for a different case.

That was a doozy of a case, that was for sure.

In less than two hours, they were on the train to Minato. It was a bit of a trip, that was for sure, and Conan was surely glad he had eaten breakfast when he had gotten up for his stomach was panging him by the time they got there.

Kogoro was also complaining about hunger, but remained more optimistic than the little one. After all, food was promised.

"I wonder where we're going for lunch!" he chirped as they walked down the sidewalk. Naturally, the man kept his hopes up high for himself, with about as much hot air as Heiji. Conan chuckled as his mind wandered back to the thought of Heiji and Kazuha trying to navigate through Mexico with almost no idea of Spanish whatsoever. Kazuha was probably smart enough to learn the basics along their flight there.

The walk was mostly quiet, while Kogoro spoke about how they should be getting very expensive, high-quality food for solving the crime. However, a crowd of people on the corner of Conan's eye caught his attention. "Ara?"

Some people's eyes were cast to the sky in search of something. Some woman were gasping and whispering amongst themselves while men were crouched on the ground, looking something over. "Conan-kun," she began, returning to him when she realized he had fallen behind. "Come on, we're going to be-"

Her gaze followed Conan's and she also spotted the group of people. "Looks like a murder," Kogoro mumbled from where he was standing. Conan blinked, then he bolted across the street to the group of people.

"Conan-kun!"

He weaseled his way to the front, into the center of the group of people, and he eyes drew small in shock. A man laid in the center of the people with a bullet hole through the center of his head. A sniper? He was soon joined by Ran and Kogoro, who also made their way to the front.

Without hesitation, the older detective yelled for someone to call the police, to which someone replied they already had. Conan pulled on the shirt hem of a nearby man. "Excuse me, but do you know what happened here?"

The man glanced down and he nodded. Clearly, the shock hadn't yet faded as he explained, "We were all walking down the street when he was shot from some place far away. Must have been a sniper, and a really good one, too. Nobody saw him in the buildings."

"Do you know who he is?"

"Nah," the man replied. "No one here does. He was just walking down the street when he was killed."

Conan nodded then ran to the man's side and crouched, searching his pockets. He spent several moments patting the man's thighs before he found what he was looking for. He pulled out a wad of folded leather – a wallet – and opened it to reveal several hundred dollars and a driver's license.

"Ara?"

It took several minutes for the police to arrive, but they did. The crowd was cleared out and Conan found it easier to think. "Who was murdered?" Inspector Megure questioned. It didn't really matter where Conan went, Megure-san always seemed to make an appearance.

"Toni Rayne." Conan wasn't the one being questioned, but he answered anyway. After all, he probably knew more than anyone else at this point. "He's an American business man."

"Ah, and how do you know?"

Kogoro's eyebrow was twitching, but Conan ignored him for the time being. "I looked through his wallet," he replied. "In it had his driver's license. It was written in English, and along with it were a few American bills equal to about... thirty-thousand six hundred yen." Everyone recoiled slightly at the large amount of money the man hand on him. "Also, his brief case has a symbol from an American company called Grand Card. I think it's a greeting card company."

There was a slight pause as Megure wrote down everything Conan had said. "It must've been a robbery!" Kogoro announced.

"Couldn't have been," Conan replied. "Why would the killer kill someone for money and not take it? I think it's personal reasons. Rayne died around two thirty, only a mere ten minutes before we arrived. However, people said that they didn't see anyone shoot him from a close range, so it had have been at a distance."

"A sniper?" Ran gasped, leaning forward.

Conan nodded. "A hired kill." He rubbed his finger against his chin. "Which means this man must have known or done something and someone wanted him killed for it. It isn't entirely uncommon amongst business owners, but he owns a greeting card company. What would a man like him being doing in a place like this?"

The sun almost seemed to heavy for him to think. It looked like they weren't going to make lunch with the past client.

This case would be a doozy.

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After Notes

The beginning of a grand case! Is there more to this than meets the eye? What am I saying? Of course there is!

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