There was an eBook reader in his bag, Conan observed, with narrowed eyed suspicion.

"How – and when – did that get in there?" He mumbled to himself, lifting it up with a frown. It was black, and rather plain, and there was a small, modest charm dangling from it – something that was easily forgotten. Unremarkable.

It only had a simple ace of clubs on it, its black color standing out boldly against the white of the charm.

Ace of clubs...a black clover symbol.

Conan blinked, processing this with a sharp look in his eyes.

A memory flashed by him.

A sharp, challenging smirk that taunted him – that damned, pesky thief thinks he's so clever! – and a monocle with a charm on it. A charm with a black clover on it..."Now, now, Tantei-kun! Don't ever underestimate me! I can surprise you – when you least expect it!"

Warm laughter, like an old friend sharing a joke, before a flurry of confetti was thrown into his face, making him sputter in indignant shock. "HEY!"

"...heh." Conan smiled at the memory, just two hours old.

Shaking his head with a rueful, but strangely fond, expression, he opened the eBook reader, switching it on, his fingers lightly touching the unremarkable charm as the device loaded up.

An remarkable charm with a personal meaning to it.

He looked back at the screen when it came on, and browsed the books that were on it, and he felt a delighted smile come across his lips.

Sherlock Holmes. Every single book ever made.

Conan – Shinichi – never did like surprises, but with Kid, well, he could learn to like them more.

After all, what's so bad about a surprise, if it can make you smile (and secretly want to squeal with giddiness)?