A/N: I have one question about Harley's name...is it Heartwell or Hartwell? XD I used to always spell it Heartwell but now I'm not sure..

Chapter Song: Sniper of the Red Light's Theme 1

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Episode 14: Sighting

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Jimmy didn't remember the men in black. He only knew what Rachel described them like in order to put a small picture to them in his mind. But the shrunken detective was still determined to find them no matter what.

Harley ended up staying a while, and Vivian insisted that he take one of the few guest rooms in the mansion instead of paying for a few nights in a hotel. He accepted of course, and the two detectives were getting along quite nicely. He still had his seventenn-year-old mind minus the memories, so he could still think logically along with Harley, who was a pretty good detective too. He had to be if he was called Kudo of the West.

It had been two days since Harley Hartwell's arival. The little detective was feeling better, his cold was almost gone. His fever had broke the day before much to everyone's relief, and so today they were going around for a walk around the town. Rachel had suggested that the three of them, as in Conan, her and Harley, should go somewhere to eat and leave Jimmy's parents alone for a while.

It was a normal day so far. The sun was shining, Harley was getting to know both of them fairly well, and Rachel reminded him of someone he knew back home. But when she asked who he just said "a good friend of mine".

They had turned around a corner and continued going down the street, Conan holding onto Rachel's hand, when suddenly she stopped. Near the restaurant, a car was parked on the side of the street. This would seem normal if she hadn't seen the people getting into the car.

"Rachel, what-?" Conan had no time to finish as she turned and shielded him from the view of whoever was getting in that car. Confused, Harley looked at it. It was a black porsche. Nothing too- wait a minute...

"Rachel, are they...?" he turned to face the girl, who was hiding little Conan as best she could from their view while turning her head to look back at them with narrowed eyes.

"Yes... I'm sure its them. The guys in black from the Mystery Coaster. They were standing pretty close to us, and I'd remember them anywhere."

It indeed was them. A tall man dressed in black with long silver hair was seen opening the door to the porsche, eyes covered by dark sunglasses, the top of his head covered by a black hat, and the rest of his outfit was also black. After he got in the driver's seat, a chubbier man walked around to the passenger's seat, dressed in the same outfit.

Conan tried to take a peek at them but she wouldn't let him. She kept every part of him hidden, especially his face.

"What the heck are they doing at a place like this?" asked Harley.

"...Who knows," Rachel whispered. The taller man's seatbelt was soon fastened, a cigarette was lit in the man's mouth, and the car started driving off, and it was only when the car was a good distance away that she let go of him.

"Jimmy?" she whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder. She frowned when she felt he was shaking but it wasn't out of fear.

"Why didn't you let me go after them?! We could have caught them and sent them to jail! What if that was our only chance?" he whispered, eyes narrowing. His expression surprised her.

"Idiot," Harley said as he knelt down to look him in the eye. "If you ran after them, they saw you and realized the true effects of their weird poison, what do you think they would do?" he asked. "Ya have to think of a strategy or somethin', Kudo, before you go after them."

"But what if... what if that was-"

"It wasn't our only chance," Rachel spoke softly. Conan turned from Harley to her, noticing the tears forming in her eyes.

It can't be our only chance, right Jimmy? We'll run into them again and then you can get an antidote and return to normal...

Right?

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"What? You saw them?!"

Booker looked up from his laptop, stopping his typing for a moment. Harley, Conan and Rachel had just come back from what was an unusually long lunch, but that was explained when Rachel told them what happened.

"Their car was parked near the restaurant we were going to."

"Why was it there?"

"Even evil villains gotta eat," Harley joked lightly, earning him a small punch from Rachel. Vivian sweatdropped.

"They didn't...they didn't see him, did they?" Vivian asked, kneeling down so she was at Conan's eye level and giving him a hug. "My baby..."

"Mom..." Conan sighed softly. What did she expect him to do, cry? He wasn't a little kid who ran away from scary men in black. Okay, he was little, but...

"No," Harley replied. "Rachel shielded him from their view. There's a good chance they saw the two of us though."

"And they'd wonder what a famous detective from Osaka and the daughter of a private detective are doing together," Booker spoke up.

"They couldn't get suspicious from just that," Rachel frowned.

"They could look into it and see that you were a close friend of Jimmy," Vivian said thoughtfully. "But they most likely still think Jimmy's..."

"We can only hope," Rachel said quietly, watching as mother hugged her son.

"What kind of car was it?" Booker asked looking at Harley.

"A black porsche."

It wasn't much to go on, but now that they knew the men were still around, it gave everyone hope.

TBC

A/N: New chapter quicker than I thought but I got inspired. :3 Anyway, I'm not sure how much longer it will be. Definitely not 500 chapters or anything. And as for what Jimmy and Harley might get into together, I'm thinking instead of a random case to solve, they'd get a lead on the B.O. and go after them together. Harley plays a pretty big part in this story, since he's my favorite character.