Yea I got REVIEWS!!! =^-^= thank you! Just as I promised here is the next chapter.
(Sorry it took so long.) I have just been having the worse writers block of my life….with all of stories.
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Jimmy watched as Richard and Rachel knock on a door right above him and saw a man answer it and allowing them in.
"Oh great, that must be the home of that Sherlock Home's person, to bad my reputation will out live his." Jimmy boosted.
Once they entered Jimmy started to worry about Richard…he didn't need him saying anything stupid to ruin his chances of helping out with the case. But there was nothing he could do about that…maybe Rachel would keep him out of trouble...he hoped.
Jimmy was cut from all thought as a drop of water hit nose, last thing he wanted was to be drenched in water.
Jimmy looked around wondering if there was something near by he could use for shelter and spotted a door.
"Huh? A door…the size of a mouse?" this was odd to him, since when did doors come it such small sizes?
He walked over to it and put his hand up to knock.
'Yep Jimmy, your going insane…' he mocked himself believing he was going to knock on a door that no one would answer.
As crazy as he thought it was he knocked anyways just to reach of the door knob to open it himself, but the door was pulled open on its own anyways much to Jimmy's surprise.
A female mouse had answered the door, she was a bit pudgy but showed a caring face; it was clear to Jimmy she was a maid.
"Oh my you poor dear…come, come, inside." She said immediately seeing Jimmy at the door pulling him inside.
Jimmy noticed his size to hers, pudgy or not he could tell he was a lot smaller.
She took Jimmy's wet coat and hung it over the fire place where a nice warm fire was burning to dry it.
"Mr. Basil's not here at the moment but you are more then welcome to stay here and wait for him. in the mean time I'll get you something to eat, young boys need there straight." With that she disappeared into the kitchen as another husky mouse came out into the room.
This mouse showed the same features as the maid but he was more in the look of a doctor.
Jimmy gave his mouse body another look and looked up to the male mouse who had walked over to greet him.
"Why hello there." He smiled.
"Hi," Jimmy greeted back, "say mister do you have a mirror?" he asked.
The other mouse seemed to be shocked by this question but nodded and lead him to a shard of glass that reflected his reflection perfectly.
Jimmy took a good long look at him self.
'! I was afraid of this….' Jimmy thought. 'Not only am I a mouse…I'm a kid mouse.' Depressed but determined he thought using the name Conan would be in order…after all it wasn't like they knew him by Jimmy Kudo….but still maybe Conan Edogawa was more appropriate, if mice where a lot like humans like the house started to prove then he could take a heavy chance at giving himself away.
"So my dear what's your name?"
Jimmy looked back at the other mouse before him and grinned, "My name is Conan Edogawa he said proudly." After all he had a right to be proud of him fake name he used it so many times before and was know as a great Jr. detective.
"Conan huh? Nice to meet you." he then shook Jimmy's hand.
Out of repose Jimmy spoke, "So you are a doctor."
The male mouse stood almost speechless, "Why…Yes I am, David Q. Dawson…tell me young man just how did you know I was a doctor?" Dawson asked. Jimmy, or Conan grinned sheepishly, "It was quit easy really. You have a Lambert stitch on your right arm were it was ripped."
Dawson lifted his arm to look at it him self and giggled to himself. "Very impressive, I'm sure you and Basil will get along nicely." He sat down in a chair near the boy, "So tell me, what brings you here anyways lad? Surly you have a mother and father worried sick about you."
Conan gave a hidden look, 'Great like I didn't get that question enough from Richard.'
"Well not exactly," Conan began, "I just needed a place to stay until the rain stops, hope that's not a problem."
"But of course not." Dawson stated with a small smile.
Just then the door flew open and a thinner mouse from the other too ran in with what seemed to be a knife.
"Out of my way! Coming though!" he shouted running though the room.
'Smart…running with a weapon….' Conan glared in annoyance.
The slimmer mouse went to his lab table and started to brush off the dirt of it into a glass.
Conan being the detective he was went over to investigate.
"What are you doing mister?" he asked acting like the kid he now was.
"I'm testing to see where this soil if from….for I have reason to believe this knife was used to cut the power to the police station." He explained.
Conan a bit full of wonder looked at the knife just as close… "I hate to brake it to you mister, but that type of knife is not capable of such cutting." He started.
The slime mouse gave a annoyed look. "And just how would you know this?" he questioned.
Conan pointed to the tip, the blade is to blunt…if you look closely enough the sharpies point of the blade has years of worn down metal."
The mouse looked and put the blade down in anger…but did his best not to show it, but didn't do that well of a job hiding it anyways.
"Ok kid, who are you and what do you need?"
Conan grinned putting a hand behind his head.
Before he could speak Dawson spoke for him, "Basil this is Conan Edogawa. He needed a place to stay for the night, but he hasn't said a word about his parents."
Basil clamed down fast and put his hand out to greet Conan the right way.
"Basil of Baker Street at your service." Conan shook his hand.
"You must be a famous detective." He said after removing his hand.
Basil grinned, "Why yes, my biggest case ever is what truly started it all." he said showing Conan a picture of a rat dressed in nice clothes.
Conan gave a surprised look, 'If I didn't know better I'd say he looked like some one I know.' He thought.
Dawson smiled, "It was the best case indeed."
Conan looked back at the two mice in front of him and smiled, "I'm a Jr. Detective my self." He said happily, Conan couldn't help him self he just had to boast…
"A Jr. Detective huh?" Basil grinned in the 'how cute' look.
"So have you solved any cases?" Dawson asked.
Conan thought of a bit….he had solved like every case both him and Richard had….but did he really want them to know?
"A few…." He said in a small lie.
Basil found this amusing, "So tell me Edudgaw."
"Edogawa" Conan corrected.
"What ever." Basil stated, "what brings you here all the way from Japan?"
'Wow, he's good….then again my name does kinda give me away.' Conan thought to him self.
"I'm here on a visit. That's all, and looking for any cases to be solved." Conan didn't want the case at hand to be given out so decided to make something up…after all having to detectives on the case wouldn't be a bad idea.
"Well if it's a case you are looking for just stick around here and I'm sure something will pop up." a female voice said, the maid had entered the room with tea and snacks. "I'm sure Mr. Basil wouldn't mind."
Basil sat in his chair, "After don't forget about Olivia." She continued.
A smile spread across his face, how could he forget? That was the case that started it all.
Conan a bit confused decided that would be a question for later, right now he needed to find clues as to where he could find the next spot the crime would be.
Thinking Conan remembered the other detective Richard and Rachel went to go see, his house had to be connected to this one.
Basil noticed Conan looking around and questioned him.
Conan put a hand behind his head, "Oh, nothing, just thinking that's all." he said acting inanest.
Right then there was a knock on the door.
Dawson answered it as a young women walked in.
"Is this the home of the famous Basil of Baker Street?" she asked.
"Indeed it is miss." Dawson answered.
Conan walked away from the group in hopes to find a hold or something that he could use to get to the upper house.
Even though he was busy looking he couldn't help but here Basil telling everything about the young women with out her saying a thing…he knew right away what was missing and the whole detail, except who did it.
Conan groaned to himself, 'Wow, what a big show off, not even I'm that bad…'
The women was crying and scared Conan when she yelled.
He ran back to the room to see what happened.
"Quickly Dr.!" Basil yelled running out the door.
Conan walked over to the crying lady. "What's wrong miss?" he asked.
The lady whipped her eye, I saw someone out side.
Conan put a paw to his chin in thought…something didn't seem right.
Basil and Dawson reentered the room, "There was nothing to be see or found mama." Dawson answered.
"But there was someone out there, I think it was him, the man who took my ring." She said in tears.
Conan examined the ladies face, sure she was crying but she didn't seem scared. He also noticed she had a habit of moving her hand to her pocket.
Conan snuck outside and examined the ground.
'If there was a person the only way to see him though the window is if he walked in the dirt and with the rain there would be foot prints.' He looked for any sing he could find, but all was clear.
'Either we have a bird for a suspect or she's lying…'
Basil and Dawson started to comfort the women and Basil started to pace in thought as Conan walked in.
He made such in entranced all three looked at him.
Conan had his hands in his pockets and a faceless expression on his face.
"You're going to catch cold lad." Dawson started but Conan didn't answer.
Conan waited until he was facing the lady before speaking.
"You didn't really see anything out there did you?" he questioned.
The women gave Conan a look, "Isn't he cute detective? Is he your son?" she asked looking at Basil.
Basil gave a annoyed look. "He is only a guest…who better learn some manners." He replied.
Conan just eyed the lady, "Your ring really isn't missing is it?"
Now the lady was mad, "Excuse me little boy but last I check this is none of you business!" she snapped.
Conan ignored her remark and continued, "You ring is in your right pocket…isn't it?"
She was getting ready to yell when as she stood up the ring fell out of her pocket landing on the floor.
Everyone stopped and stared, Basil was speechless; he never had a fake case on his hands….but then why was she there.
"Knew it," Conan began, "See I could see though your little game, you really should take better acting classes. Normally when someone is frightened they show more emotion then just screaming…and maybe you shouldn't tap your pocket so much….people only do that when something is there."
"You little brat." She remarked.
Basil and Dawson where confused.
"Why would you give such a fake case?" Basil questioned.
The lady started to giggle, "Sorry detective….I simply wanted to see just how good of a detective you were…but it seems this little boy has beaten you to the punch."
Basil's jaw dropped, "It was a test?"
"Yes, it was….it was a test to show you even if someone comes to you for help you have to look at all the puzzle pieces." Both Basil and Dawson were still in shock.
"Something this young man knows very well I may add."
Conan blushed. "Well you know."
After a bit more explaining on her part she got up to leave.
"Good day detective, it's been fun." With that she left.
Basil glanced at the young boy before him, "Just how did you solve that?" he asked more out of anger then question.
Dawson interrupted quickly, "You must be quit the detective your self, who knows maybe you'll be the next Basil of Baker Street." He said in a playful way.
Conan tried to keep himself from getting a big head but he did find it sad this "Great mouse detective" was no better then Richard…well maybe he wouldn't go that far.
Conan looked at Basil and decided to change the subject; he needed to get to where Rachel and Richard were….assuming they were still there.
"Do you have a way to get to the humans homes?" he asked the only way he thought he could.
Basil grinned at Dawson and in turn Dawson gave a not so pleased look.
"My boy, how would you like to met Toby?" Basil smiled.
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HA HA!!!! This is where this chapter ends….that and my writers block is kicking in again. .
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