Chapter two: The Mission
Here's the second chapter! Please enjoy… and review!
Tsukiko95: You were right! Bourbon IS Eri.
Just Kisaki Eri expected, Ran and Conan dropped into her office the following morning. It had almost become a weekly routine for them to visit every Saturday morning and then go out for lunch at the Mamako Café.
"My professors have been telling me that my grades are good enough to apply to law school," twenty-one year old Ran informed her mother.
"Also…Okaa-san, Conan-kun's teacher called him the brightest student she has ever taught. Aren't you proud?" Ran said excitedly, before grinning at Conan.
"Ah, is that so?"
"And Conan was elected as the class president by his classmates!" Ran continued.
"I always knew he was a smart boy. He certainly seems to be very capable, just like your detective friend."
Conan gulped.
"Obaa-san, it's because we're relatives! He taught me all the things I know," Conan said. He stretched his arms out to indicate the amount of knowledge he had.
He's so good at pretending, Eri thought to herself.
"I need to use the bathroom," Ran said, before she excused herself and left the office.
This was Eri's chance.
"Conan-kun – or should I say Kudo Shinichi, I have something to give you." Eri smirked at the sight of the young boy's face in front of her.
Conan had paled, and his jaw hung open in shock.
"Damn it. I should have acted better," Conan muttered under his breath.
Before he could protest that he was not Kudo Shinichi, Eri had already pulled Conan to the side of the couch where she was sitting and cupped a hand over his mouth. She reached inside her purse.
Conan could hear some clanging. His heart beat faster and faster.
This was it.
He was going to die.
Eri had to be Bourbon.
Conan closed his eyes, preparing himself for the bullet.
1 hour earlier
Eri stepped outside of her red Toyoto slowly. She had driven somewhere in the middle of the mountains. The sun was shining so brightly that Eri had to keep her hand above her eyes to try to keep an eye out for a certain Black Porsche.
Vermouth's Porsche.
It was a brilliant day. There was not a single cloud in the sky, and the forest was teeming with life. For some particular reason, there were over fifty birds flying over Eri's head, each of them singing their own melodious songs. The leaves around her were rustling, and it was evident that these sounds were caused by tiny animals.
How suiting, Eri thought to herself.
She smiled faintly. This was the day that she and Vermouth would set their plan to defeat the Organization into action.
Five minutes later, a tiny Black Porsche pulled up beside of her. The car's front seat windows were rolled down, and Eri could see that there were two people sitting in the car.
She gasped.
Vodka was holding a handgun to Vermouth's head.
"We were caught, Bourbon. I'm so sorry. Now they know all of our plans," Vermouth whispered.
"What are you going to do now?" Vodka grinned.
"What do you know?" Eri was trembling, but she tried not to show it.
"Everything. A lot of information about that Edogawa boy. There's a kid who's called Kuroba Kaito, right? Don't worry, Snake's on that one." Vodka flashed another grin at her.
Eri felt as if her heart dropped to her feet. All of her plans were ruined. Furthermore, Conan and Kaito's lives were in danger.
"I never knew Snake was even an alcohol," Eri muttered.
"Snake wine. But I'm sure you already know that. You must be trying to buy our dear little Vermouth some time."
"What I do know, is that you're not going to get away with this. Does Gin even know you came?"
Vodka sighed. "He doesn't. You were loyal to the Organization for a number of years, Bourbon. We have that little secret too. I'm going to give you a week. Set up your preparations before then."
Eri gulped. Of course, their little secret.
She nodded.
Vodka gave her a thumbs up. Before Eri could respond, Vodka pulled on the trigger.
Vermouth's body became limp.
Eri was stunned by what she saw. However, before she could even open her mouth to speak, Vodka had already driven off.
She reached inside of her purse and shot at the black Porsche's tires, but she missed. By a long shot, in fact. She was simply too nervous and shocked.
"This is bad. I need to start the plan immediately," Eri muttered under her breath. She ran her hand through her hair, sighing heavily in exasperation and grief.
1 hour later
Conan opened his eyes when he realized that nothing happened. In fact, the object that Eri was reaching for in her purse was not even a gun. It was a slip of paper.
Find Kaito Kuroba. He can help you.
Alcohol is a liquid. It can fill in all the cracks where solids can't. Remember that gin and vodka are both liquids.
When Conan finished reading the slip of paper, he gaped at her.
"Bourbon," he whispered.
"You know what you need to do." Eri smirked. The corners of her lips curled up. This boy was simply too hilarious.
"Why?" Conan asked.
Eri shrugged.
"Why are you helping me?" Conan asked again.
"You figure that out yourself, tantei-kun." Eri pressed a finger to her lips.
At that moment, Ran walked back into the office.
Immediately after Ran and Conan left, Eri sighed heavily. She unlocked the bottom drawer to her desk and took out a photo of her, Mouri Kogoro, and Ran.
"The secret. The secret that I had tried to hide for so many years… The secret," Eri whispered, before glancing at a photo o
The secret that nobody would have guessed in a thousand years. The true relationship between Vodka and her. Why she didn't give Conan-kun the hint sooner. Why she had suddenly decided to give him this information to him now.
It was all a part of the secret.
Phew. That was the second chapter.
Questions for the third chapter:
Is Conan going to look for Kuroba Kaito?
What does the organization have planned for the Kaitou Kid?
The next chapter will probably be posted within a week.
Thanks for reading!
occhibi
