Brilliant blue eyes took in every detail as he stood in the make shift police HQ; it looked as if a war was about to begin. Which was amusing, because it was for one person that the policemen marched around in tight groups, as they make their way to their assigned posts.
The policemen had what appeared to be riot gear on, however these were redesigned for lighter use; large vans pulled up and out came more man filing out. The tents around that desks with communication equipment borrowed from different departments. There was policemen in normal uniform and those who wore normal clothes, these ones most likely detectives like him.
"Kudou …. Tantei..." A voice came loudly behind, seemingly unsure of how to address him.
"I am a normal officer tonight." Shinichi says grinning as he taps on his breast plate, he too had a KID Task Force uniform on. Under one arm a heavy helmet was there, lifting it up he placing it on and straps it tightly under his chin, "Should I be off now?"
"Yes, join with Team B!" The man answered with a nod, he then points to his right, "You answer to Detective Ross!"
"Understood!" Shinichi answers as he turns and runs over to the group, he notices a tall blonde man shouting orders and knew who Detective Ross was, "Kudou here! Beika!"
"Kudou, you're early. Stand with the others." Ross shouts then he nods his head over to a group of men waiting in a formation.
Shinichi walks over to them, stood at the very end and waited. Looking up he watches the beautiful full moon shining brightly above. Somewhere behind the rows of crowd control was the fans screaming in waiting for the performance to begin.
Shinichi remembered that night then. The night he became Kudou Shinichi. The pain, agony and weakness throughout that night. During that night the KID fans had party into the morning hours; his heart ached as he was remained once again of the lost of his mother and father.
'Shiho must feel the same way...' Shinichi thought as he blocks out everything around him, 'However, I always said my goodbye as if it was the last time I would see them...'
Conan's mother and father were old, and they always told him this. Saying that should they pass away while he was gone, that he had to remember that they had a good life and how bless they was to have him as a son.
"Start moving!" Ross screams as he raises his arm sharply, pointing to the entrance they needed to go through. Shinichi marches in time with those around him; he half wondered where Hamasaki had gotten to, they had come together and signed in together.
Shinichi marched onwards, his and the other's feet caused the open area of the museum to echo across. They was heading towards the south of the building and since he and his team was back up he doubted he would see this Kaitou KID everyone spoke of.
Shinichi rose his hand up and switched on his earpiece, like those did around him in time. Someone spoke gently but firmly to them, ready to give them their overall order. Detective Ross had his earpiece digging his ear, holding his finger tightly. Then he began walking around eyeing up the men in his group; the manner in which he walked told that he thought he was better than them.