"That was a little too much scare before bed," I laughed, heading downstairs with Conan behind me. "How does some hot chocolate sound?"

"Alright," Conan smiled and nodded. As we entered the kitchen, he quickly ran over and sat at the island.

"So that was the famous Kaito Kid, huh?" I said, pouring some milk into two mugs.

"Seems like it," Conan sighed, "Although, that girl was new. I haven't seen her before. What was her name again? Phantom Princess, right?"

"Yeah, that was it," I nodded. "Anyways, I'm kind of curious as to what they're after."

"Hey, Jessie?" Conan asked, sounding somewhat serious.

"Yeah?"

"Where are your parents right now?"

"My mom is still over in New York, packing up the rest of our things. My dad is over at work right now. He's gone a lot, so it doesn't surprise me that he isn't home."

"Where does your dad work?"

"He works over at the museum a couple blocks away."

"Museum?" Conan shouted, jumping out of the seat.

"Yeah… why does it matter?" I was a little worried about this kid.

"Think about it! Kid said he was looking for a man that would be in possession of the gem that they were looking for. You're father works at the museum, but luckily isn't home. They could have been looking for him, believing that he might have had a jewel from the museum. Does he have a high position or at least a high amount of respect?"

"Yeah, he's highly respected among the people that work there. So, if Kid WAS looking for my dad, then he might have been entrusted to guard the gem Kid was looking for."

"Exactly! If the museum received a calling card, they might have tried a trick that most museums don't normally do. Your father could have been given the gem, hoping he would guard it, so when Kid came to get it, it would seem as though it wasn't there anymore!"

This kid was amazing! I can't believe he had figured all this out already! I knew everything from the start and the fact that Kaito Kid might have been looking for my dad who would be in possession of a jewel didn't even cross my mind! I thought of it only as a mere coincidence that Kid came here.

I looked down at Conan, watching him as he was deep in thought. I could practically see all the gears running in his head. He reminded me so much of Jimmy, it was almost terrifying.

"I guess we need to just wait for your father to get home. Then we can figure out if the jewel is already here, or your father still has it," he said as he paced around the kitchen, the faint sound of the humming microwave in the background. "I'm not letting that thief get away this time," he growled suddenly, slamming his fist to the wall.

"Um… are you okay?" I walked up behind him, putting my hand on his shoulder.

Conan quickly spun around, and laughed awkwardly, "Yeah, yeah. It's just that, um, Richard has tried to catch him a couple times, but he never succeeded. I just want to catch him for Richard!"

"For Richard, huh?" I asked suspiciously, crossing my arms.

"Uh, yep!" he stepped back a little. Right at that moment, I heard the front door creak open. Conan and I both looked out to watch a tall man walk in; my father.

"You are so lucky," I muttered under my breath. I quickly walked into the living room to greet my father. "Hey dad!" I gave him a big hug.

"Hey Jessie," he smiled. "What are you still doing awake?"

"What do you mean?" I asked. I looked over at the clock with a gasp; it was already twelve-thirty at night.

"And how could you keep the child up this late!" he scolded me, although more of a mocking tone than a serious one. I knew he didn't care since it was a weekend during summer vacation.

"Don't be mad at her, it's my fault," Conan said as he walked into the living room.

"No, don't worry, I'm just giving her a bad time," my father laughed, patting Conan on the head. Conan didn't look very amused.

"Anyways," I said, my father turning back to me. "There is something we need to talk about…"

My father tilted his head, a questioning look on his face.

"Sir, you work at the museum not too far away, correct?" Conan asked, his face completely serious.

"Um, yeah," my father nodded.

"May I ask, have you received anything recently that may be related to Kaito Kid?"

My father froze, his face going pale. "No one is supposed to know about that! We kept it completely discreet! How did you know?"

"Dad?" I said, getting his attention, "We, may have, possibly, ran into Kaito Kid earlier this evening."

My father turned white as snow, "W…wh… what?"

"Sir, are you currently in possession of the jewel that Kaito Kid was after?"

My father stood there for a moment, then, slowly nodded his head as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a large jewel, about the size of his palm. I sparkled in the faint light that was coming into the room from the kitchen. I was completely amazed at how it seemed to have a rainbow inside of it.

"Wow…" I said, staring at it.

"The only one that knows I have it is the manager of the museum. He gave it to me to take the extra precaution, and put a fake in its place. Kaito Kid is supposed to come tonight at one-thirty a.m., but I guess he already saw through our little trick?"

"Good thing you weren't home yet though," I sighed. "He and his assistant were looking for you, so they thought that they had the wrong house and continued on their search."

After a long silence, I looked down at Conan after almost forgetting he was here. His eyes were staring at the ground, deep in thought.

This kid… he… he was just too similar to Jimmy. There was no way he was trying to act like Jimmy, or had just picked up some of Jimmy's traits. But that had to be the case, didn't it? I mean, he is a seven-year-old boy! There is no way he could be Jimmy Kudo. No way… right?

"Sir?" Conan said, suddenly breaking the silence. "I know this is very sudden, and I understand if you don't want to, but... could you let me hang on to that jewel?"

"What? Give this precious jewel to a child? No way!"

"But dad, think about it for a second. If you can't imagine it in Conan's hands, do you think Kaito Kid could?"

Suddenly my father's face went from apprehensive to pure amazement. "You're… you're right! That is a brilliant idea! But… can I trust you, young man?"

"Yes sir. I promise to protect this jewel with everything I have!"

My father looked at me, seeming to ask me if I believed that this kid could do it. I paused for a moment, thinking it over. Conan was so serious about it; I could see it in his eyes. He really wanted to catch this thief. I've never seen determination like that from anyone his age. That was it. It was time for me to do some investigating of my own.

"Don't worry dad, I know Conan can do it. He seems to be a really sharp kid, especially for his age." I looked at Conan dead in the eyes as I muttered, "Almost too sharp."

I saw Conan's eyes look worried for a moment, but then he quickly turned back to my father, accepting the sparkling jewel.

"Conan, you have to promise me one thing though," my father said.

"What's that?" Conan asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You have to stay with Jessie at all times, no matter what. You can't be separated, alright?"

Conan's eyes looked to me with worry, sweat beading on his forehead. With a gulp, he nodded in agreement.

My dad just made this all the easier.

Alright! So Conan has the jewel, but he has to stay with Jessie at all times! Uh oh! Plus, to make things worse for him, Jessie is already very suspicious of him! What's going to happen next? Find out next week!
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