"That is all the information I can provide you with for now. I will contact you in the next few days with the new meet-up point," L said with finality as he picked up his cup of coffee to sip at it. The task force seemed only slightly reassured with this information. They left the same methodic way they had arrived, slowly and in small numbers. Once everyone had left, L quickly turned to Watari, "Tell me everything you can about the little boy".

"He seems to be in the care of another detective here on separate business from the Kira case. From what I've come to understand this particular detective has in fact solved quite a few cases," Watari explained as he poured L another cup of coffee.

"Hnnn…" L responded as he dunked a donut into the freshly poured coffee and took a bite out of it. He requested that Watari bring his laptop over as he looked at it. He clicked it open and started to type something out rather slowly. Watari continued to stand by quietly.

"What do you suggest we do about the situation?" he asked.

"I have a plan," L said simply.

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Ran was fluffing the pillow on her hotel bed. The day had been rather eventful. Her father had finished his meeting and it was rather late. He had been taken off to the side of the lobby for near an hour talking to an elderly man. Her father seemed to be pleased with whatever the other man had said, because he seemed in rather good spirits the rest of the night.

On the other hand, Conan seemed to be on edge. Perhaps it was because he had gotten out of her father's good graces again, but she wasn't certain. The 'little kid' was currently staring blankly at the hotel television. There was a knock on the door and her father went to go see who it was.

A man dressed in a long tan trench coat and a hat, handed over something to detective Mouri. The mysterious man tipped his hat and went off again. Kogoro opened up what appeared to be a sealed envelope. Conan judged him from the bed for taking no precaution in doing so, in case something ill-willed had occurred. Nothing did happen and Kogoro pulled out a single sheet of paper with type-face on it.

"Haha! I knew they couldn't leave me out of this case for long. I am the best as they obviously know!" detective Mouri said with a wide grin. He looked to his daughter and Conan, "I have to go now. Stay here. Don't leave!"

With those words, he was out the door. Ran blinked at the strange exit. Conan was horrified as he came to a conclusion in his head to what just happened. He hopped off the bed, grabbed the key-card from the dresser, and ran towards the door.

"Where do you think you're going? Dad just said we shouldn't leave!" Ran said.

"I—I'm going to go get ice for the room!" was all Conan said before ripping the door open and practically flying outside. Conan somewhat heard Ran's cry that he had left the ice bucket in the room, but he ignored her.

Conan ran down the corridor. He swerved around the corner as he read into someone. He looked up to see a strange man peering down at him. The man's shoulders were hunched over considerably, his eyes were dark and swollen (most likely from insomnia), and his hair was just a black mass of mess. The strange man smiled in an eerie way.

"Hello. I've been looking for you," he said simply.

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*gives reigns to Mounkey*. Sorry for the delay readers. I hope you don't mind the short chapter. :D