Tim Kudo and Haibara Ai z proudly present :
Conan's Return
Hi there ! So this is chapter 3. It was translated by Haibara Ai z, thank you very much ! Go check her fanfictions, they are really well-written ;)
Also, special thanks to :
-Assassin 8 - Yeah, I know, I love doing cliffhangers :devil:
-Igeisha - And you still haven't read the next chapter B-)
-Meow-chan15 - Thank you SO much, that's the kind of review I love to read ^^
-Kotagawa Yuriko - Thank you ^^ (oh, and if you like Conan's Return, you'll also like her first fanfiction, "Black Impact : Assassins Behind the Shadows", by Kotagawa Yuriko herself ^^)
-Al Landers - You wanted chapter 3 ? Just continue reading... ;)
Masumi's eyes widened in shock: "C-Conan-kun…? I-is that you?"
The boy before her was who he claimed to be. Glasses, stun-gun watch; the only visible difference was his white chemise and elegant, raven attire.
Sera balked: "It's impossible! Y-you died in that avalanche! I saw you!"
As the boy was about to answer, an alarm sliced through the air stridently, armed men converging by the door. Wordlessly, he slipped a revolver out of his pocket, clutching it and firing on the glass. He took Masumi's hand, dragged her through the shattered window, and urged her into a nearby elevator. Conan selected the 50th floor promptly and the box began to rise.
Once their nerves were steadied, the two fugitives glanced at each other. Masumi, finally realising that he spoke the truth, threw herself on Conan, embracing the teenager.
"Conan-kuuuun! I thought you were dead for two years!"
Conan sighed, slightly remorseful: "I know, I know."
"C-couldn't you have told me earlier?" She stuttered slightly, still shaken.
"Actually…"
Sera interrupted him, unabashed: "And why are you only coming back now!?"
"Masumi! If I come now, it's because it's my first day as a free citizen in this country! And also because you're in mortal danger," he said with a hint of irony.
She stared at the boy-well, the man; he had grown a lot-before her. He was grim and solemn. How had he obtained a gun? She wondered.
"In danger?" she inquired.
"Yes! They're looking for you. The Beika Assassins! They're old government officials who have become independent; they're powerful enough to acquire all the weapons they want. They've tracked me down, eliminated your brother… and now, they're after you."
"O…ok… Wait. My brother!? Shuu-nii?" She gasped at the unbidden news.
At that moment, the elevator rang into place, finally arriving at the 50th floor. Before the doors slid open, Conan cocked his pistol and handed another one to Masumi.
"This is what we're going to do. We're going to run onto the roof, take the deltaplane that I've prepared, and jump," he detailed hastily.
"Ha! You call that a plan? Whatever, but you have a lot to answer for," then, realising the urgency of it all, she urged him, "Go, go, go!"
The doors parted and Conan, followed by Masumi, darted into the hallway, their pursuers mere seconds behind them. The hallway was cold, their steps resonating on the marble surface like church bells, the draughtiness threatening to overtake anyone without sufficient coverage. Furthermore, the fact that it was already night didn't help either.
He approached the door to the roof and noticed a group of guards closing off their only means of escape.
Inching the door open gingerly, he paced along the wall, and launched a bullet into a guard's back- isolated in the shadows. Securing another section of the roof, he took out all the remaining enemies. Then, the danger having finally dissipated, he signaled to Masumi for her to follow him. Nodding, she left her hiding place and joined Conan.
"So, how will we get out of here?" She mumbled.
"Apparently, they took the deltaplanes," he pondered out loud, "It's alright, we'll do without."
"You want us to jump off the building!?" Sera eyed him distrustfully.
Conan remained silent. He took his cellphone from his pocket, typing a number hastily. For several minutes, he muttered into the speaker almost inaudibly.
"We'll be safe soon," the teenager informed her after shutting his phone, with a sly smile only Conan could conjure, "Just wait for now."
Masumi tried to stifle a laugh, but failed. Even after the last 20 minutes she had endured, he could still make her smile.
"So… you're back, huh?" it sounded more like a statement than a question.
"Yup. I really wanted to get to you before THEY found you," he chuckled, "And it's been two years since I've seen you!"
But right when she was going to ask the question she was burning to say since his return, a loud whirr and a violent gale started to swell. She glanced up, seeing nothing but a sky as dark as all the murderous stares she had witnessed in her life. Then a nose emerged, then blades, then an entire helicopter hovering before her. It landed on the roof with a soft thud.
The doors were thrust sideways and Masumi was astonished to see Jodie Starling hop down from the vehicle.
"Oi, Conan!" the agent bent over, giving him a small peck on the cheek as her customary greeting.
"Hey Jodie. I retrieved her, all is well. Can we leave now?"
"Yup!" Jodie answered cheerfully, returning to her position as co-pilot, "Good job; we'll drop you off at headquarters!"
Conan and Masumi entered as well, seating themselves in the back.
They could not see the pilot, but Sera felt an uneasy, sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach just by being in the same place as them. The aviator loosened their grip on the controls and swivelled around:
"Hello, Silver Bullet-kun."
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