Kogoro POV
Sky: I know I haven't done this in a while and please don't sue me, but I DO NOT OWN Detective Conan! Just FYI.
"This is perfect!" I exclaimed, punching the air with my fist in joy. I did a little dance, since I had come so far so fast. And without that little brat messing up everything, too, I secretly thought with delight. "Maybe I can go to that new ramen shop downtown and still be able to make it back before they finish dinner. We're running low on Red Bull [A/N: Do Japanese people drink Red Bull?] anyways, so I might as well pick up some. Besides, I think Ran's baking a double-chocolate-chunk cake with chocolate frosting and pieces of extra chocolate bars on top…" [A/N: If you haven't already noticed, I 3 3 3 chocolate! :D]
As I stopped my movement, I heard some sort of hushed whispering coming from the other side of the door. And by the sounds of it….
"Damn those kids," I grumbled. "Can't even go to an abandoned house without being followed. Just wait until they see how Mouri Kogoro deals with pests like – Aha!" I stopped suddenly. I had just opened the door and there was….nothing. Well, no one.
I shrugged, puffing up my chest. "Ha! No one can follow Mouri Kogoro around so easily, much less little brats."
Back in the room, I hurried to the messy, paper-covered desk. I had found the notebook lying on a lab table, but concluded that most of them would be in the desk.
I was rewarded a few moments later when I pulled open the bottom drawer to a teetering pile of old notebooks. The pages were yellow and the handwriting – mostly pencil – faded. Each had the name Miyano Shiho written in the front cover. I wasn't quite sure what exactly was I looking for in these notebooks: it's not like they'd have any of the stuff in the computer…..right?
Frantically, I began sorting them into two piles: boring schoolwork and interesting science notes.
The Miyano girl must've been a scientist, by the looks of all those chemical formulas. And an experimental scientist at that.
The information on the Black Organization was said to have been in the computer, since Miyan supposedly worked for them. But Miyano was their drug developer, so if I could find something on that…
The next notebook was titled "New Chemical Formulas, Their Uses and Developments".
"This could be promising," I mused, pocketing the notebook. As I was doing so, I caught a glimpse of my watch. "Damn! I'm gonna be late for dessert!" I snatched my briefcase and sprinted down the stairs.
As I was getting into the car, I caught a flash of red and a skateboard in my rearview mirror.
Sky: RnR?