URG. the one note is still giving me problems T.T but i managed to extract chapt 13 before it crashed again. =.= i am sooo not gonna use one note anymore. any one has a good recommendation to write stories software similar to one note? i liked one note cause it helps me keep my stories in tabs just like a book with chapters. haiz. anyway sorry that there will be no double installment since one note is still screwing with me. T_T but i hope you'll like this installment. xD
Sunday passed and Conan made no improvement of the case other than the so called clue from Haibara about fat guys. Well sure he had seen lots of fat guys in the 5 hours of video watching, but 'fat' is a subjective kind of description. It didn't proved anything.
Conan sulked. He was on this way after school, not that he listened to anything in class.
"Conan~-kun!" ayumi called.
Conan turned back to face her. "what's up Ayumi-chan?"
"Mitsuhiko got something cool. Come and see." she said as she ran towards the crowd of students.
Conan walked over. Not that he was interested, but he's got nothing to do anyway. As he approached, he could hear Mitsuhiko's voice.
"There. If u do this," he pressed a few buttons. "and this" he twisted some knobs. "you can use this to spy on your neighbour." he grinned.
"Woah~" a unison sound of amazement from the crowd. Conan joined the crowd. He peered in to see what Mitsuhiko was holding. It was your average child-sized toy spy camera.
It was neat. Conan agree to that. A rather small version of a normal camera, otherwise known as pinhole cameras. It was more or less a toy. It's just like a spy telescope that transfers the images from its lens to it's screen which is handheld. It was wireless but ran on batteries.
'woah. This is cool." genta said, his low loud booming voice easily audible over the rest of the class's whispers.
"So I can put this round round thing (lens) in someone's house then see what's happening from the screen?" He said, clearly attracted the spy camera.
"yeah sure. You wanna try?" Mitsuhiko said. He took the camera from Genta and pressed the 'on' button. The screen brightened. Then Mitsuhiko directed the lens to the sakura tree in the school yard. The tree was clearly reflected onto the screen, slightly smaller in proportion but identifiable. The colours were screwed up. The screen had limited colour resolution but it was workable and the crowd was amazed.
"Hey! Let's put this up on Kobayashi-sensei's table then we can sneak peak at what she is doing!" Genta suggested excitedly.
"that's a breach of privacy you know." Conan replied apathetically.
"Che. You're no fun, Conan." Genta replied.
Conan raised an eyebrow in amusement. He had been hearing that phrase a lot recently, from a certain white-cladded phantom thief especially.
"Ne Ayumi-chan, do you want to have this for one day?" mitsuhiko asked, clearing hoping to impress Ayumi.
"Honto? I can have it for one day?" Ayumi asked, hands clasping, eyes shining in excitement. Of course to that, Mitsuhiko couldn't and wouldn't refuse.
"Sure." He replied coolly, earning himself a smile from Ayumi causing him to blush slightly.
Kids nowadays. Conan shook his head.
The affair of the spy camera was over in 5 mins after that.
"Conan-kun, are you going home now?" Ayumi asked.
"Eh? No. Why?" Conan asked back, surprised. Ayumi glanced away shyly and didn't answer. Conan shrugged it off. He wanted to have some time alone, kicking his soccer ball so that he could think and piece of the new case together.
~ Somewhere, someplace
Fukuba-san (bomber) was heading to his new target. He hadn't send the fax to the police yet. He knew once he sent, the police would be milling about his target. Sure the police stopped him 3-4 times before but who cares? He wasn't a man who thought deeply into things. So what if they had stopped him 3,4 times, they won't stop him this time cause this time he wasn't going to fax a clue (like the last times he did it), he was going to fax a challenge. A blank piece of paper with his signature like those he had sent before and simply the time and date of the bomb.
He laughed to himself under his cap. He could imagine the police going crazy as they watching helplessly as his date and time of choice approached. He could imagine the havoc the whole department would be in. He could just imagine the police being publicly shamed when word of this gets out. You can't hide a bombing event forever. The panic, the despair, the helplessness. He savored it. The ecstasy of finally finally achieving your revenge.
It felt GOOD!
~ Beika Greens
Conan kicked his ball, trying to think. He knew the case by heart. The places of bombing, a circus, two transport companies, a cosmetics shop. They didn't have much link, only that they were all in beika district
He had looked up the founders, the workers, the employers and history of all these places and had come up with nothing.
The tapes he had gotten from Kuroba were as good as useless. He gave a half-amused chuckle at Haibara's comment. A fat guy.
The conversation with the police showed nothing.
The dates of the crimes were not prominently related in any way. There was no regular cycle.
21 Aug, 28 Aug, 29 Aug, 4 Sept
The strange entity stopping the bomb. Ah! That puzzled him most. If he was someone who knew who the criminal is, he would have told the police right away. Who wouldn't? but that person/group of persons didn't. Why? It didn't make any sense to Conan.
Well, there were reasons why someone would notwant to go the police.
They had something to hide. Like a criminal past or something….
The person stopping the bombing was actually someone from the same group as the people bombing, backstabbing in other words.
But if that were the case, even if the person don't go to the police he could have given an anonymous tip off. That happens a lot. So why hadn't he/they?
The last big puzzle to the case was how were they/he stopping the bombing? If they/he had personally kidnapped the boy (circus), slashed the tires (transport companies), called the cosmetics shop to delay the opening, he must be one hell of the smart guy, or group for the matter. He is really smart. He could not only first, find the person, second shadow the person and know his plans, third prevent those plans without ever revealing himself.
~ Yonyi 6th hospital
The hospital was busy as usual in the late afternoon time. It was the popular visiting hours of the day. There were patients around the garden outside the main hospital block, families sitting around and chatting, doctors and nurses milling about. A not tall not short male, slightly bulky with a beige overcoat stepped into the hospital. He had a cap on his head. His face covered mostly by his hat.
He walked purposefully towards the elevator. He didn't wear gloves. He wouldn't need them. The number of people who were going to press on that button after him would clearly eliminate his prints. Nothing to worry about.
He walked into the lift as an elderly grandma surrounded by her grandchilden, presumably, was wheeled out of the lift by a nurse who smiled at him. He was the sole occupier in the lift. Raising his right hand, he pressed the button for the 8th floor. The lift doors closed obediently and the mechanism of the lift whirled, straining as the box headed upwards.
Next chapter we'll finally solve the case!
sorry if this chap seemed dry but its important cause it gives u all the facts about the case and gives u hints to the solution (not much tho) and tells u Conan's though process. anywa i'll post the next installment when my one note recovers T_T hopefully soon. i wrote about half already so seat tight and wait! xD
Shiroi Mi