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"Speaking."

"Whispering."

Thoughts.

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Chapter three start!


When Ran heard this she paled, "What! Why didn't you stop him!?" she yelled at the Doctor.

"I'm afraid I couldn't stop him, for he got here before me." Explained the Doctor, who backed away from Ran a little. She is quite terrifying when angry. He thought to himself.

"Ran, it's probably for the best." Kogoro said, leading her away. Ran followed with one last worried look at Conan.

"Yosh! Tout-san!" Megure keibu called over the forensics officer. "I want you to take as many pictures of the crime scene as you can, but don't touch anything. Got it?"

"Hai!" replied Tout-san as he pulled out his camera.

"Let's get out of the way, shall we Conan-kun?" The Doctor said with his hand still on Conan's head.

"Yeah." He replied, still a little confused. As soon as they were out of ear-shot of the police Conan turned towards the Doctor, "What is going on here? Earlier you called that toxic slime drool. What was that box you put on the ground? Why did you show everyone that blank piece of paper in your wallet? And what's your real name, because Chota Itaki is obviously fake." Conan finished his onslaught of questions with a deep breath.

The Doctor eyed Conan with raised eyebrow. "As for my name I already told you, I'm the Doctor."

"That's not a name." Conan said.

"Well it is my name. As for your other questions I called it drool because it is drool. Skeej drool to be more precise. The box is a hologram projector."

"First, what is a Skeej? Second hologram projectors don't exist." Conan interrupted.

"Yes they do, watch." The Doctor said as he took out the same box as earlier. He pusher a different button and placed it at his feet. The box beeped in response again and when it did the Doctor vanished.

"Wha-!" Conan shouted.

"Shhhhhhhh!"

Conan jumped. The voice came from the place where the Doctor had just been. "Doctor-san? Where are you?" All-of-a sudden Conan felt a hand on his head.

"I'm right here." This time the voice came from right in front of Conan.

"Wha- impossible. How can you do that?" Conan asked the empty air.

In response the Doctor appeared right in front of Conan. "Like I said, it's a hologram projector." The Doctor said smiling.

"All right, all right, I believe you." Conan said pushing the Doctors hand of his head. "Then what's a Skeej?" Conan asked again.

"Oh, right!" The Doctor continued, "A Skeej is an alien."

"What!" Conan shouted again.

The Doctor covered Conan's mouth with his hand. "Shhhhhh!"

"Ooops." Conan whispered. "Sorry."

"No problem. I've learned to expect that kind of reaction. Actually I live for it." The Doctor explained.

"Oh, O.K." Conan said. He was a little confused at that statement but he could sense a long story behind it, so he didn't ask. "You still haven't answered my last question."

"Remind me?" Asked the Doctor.

Conan sighed, "Why did you show every one that blank sheet of paper in your wallet?"

"Oh that!" The Doctor continued, "That's just my psychic paper. It shows the person looking at it whatever I want them to see." Explained the Doctor. Seeing Conan's stunned face he continued, "Here, let me show you." The Doctor pulled out his wallet and showed the boy. "It's blank, right? That's because I want you to see the blank paper. Now when I want you to see something, it appears, right?"

Conan watched as words started to appear on the paper. When Conan read them he paled significantly.

You are no child. Who are you really?

"I- Im- Impossible! Ho- How could you possibly know that!?" Conan stuttered as he backed away from the Doctor. Is he one of them? No. He doesn't give off their murderous aura.

"My Sonic told me." Was all the Doctor said.

"'Your Sonic told you?' You mean that device you scanned me with?"

The Doctor smiled, "That was it exactly. I scanned you to find out if you hand been affected, which you haven't. Although it did detect a poison in your body that had effectively given you the body of a 6 year old while keeping your adult mind intact." He explained. "So who are you really? Of course if you don't want to tell me that's fine. Though, if you do tell me I won't tell anyone. It's your secret to tell not mine."

Conan thought for a moment then decided, What the hell, why not? "OK I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone."

"It's a deal." The Doctor said reaching out to shake Conan's hand.

Conan shook it, "It's nice to meet you Doctor-san. My name is Kudou Shinichi, high school detective."


Yay! Another chapter done! Hope you enjoyed it. I've decided that this is defiantly going to have a sequel. Yay! It may take a while but it will happen. I've also started several other fan fics, so go check them out.

Conan: I'm in all of them, aren't I?

Me: No!

Conan: *Silently stares*

Me: Maybe?

Conan: *Continues staring silently*

Me: *Gives up* Fine, yes you are.

Conan: Figures.

Me: Shut up.

Again, sorry if anyone was out of character. Drop a review or favorite if you liked and want more! This time I listened to Outnumbered by The Devil Wears Prada.

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