Agh... Some of you say that my cases are too simple, and some say they're too... something... to be called the "MiniCases." Which is why I changed the title -

Also, if you've forgotten the Conan's Hint, it's address.

The Windsor Apartments Serial Killer part one- Puzzle Chapter

-Location: Lake Kururu Concert Hall-

-Time: 8:30 PM-

The concert had just ended and Rachel was a little nervous. She had recently won four tickets to the famous singer Laurie Gashoyama's concert and could meet her backstage afterwards. She also brought her father, Conan, and Serena to come with her. Behind the curtain of the Kururu stage, Laurie asked Rachel and her friends to wait for a moment while she signed autographs. Laurie had her straight blond hair pulled back, and you could see her widow's peak. Conan thought she looked like Serena with long hair.

"I'm sorry about this, but you know how fans can get!" she said sweetly.

'I guess she's making up for some of the other things she did...' Conan thought to himself. Laurie hadn't been known for good behavior, and had been placed under arrest several times. Still, she convinced her fans that she only did what she did because of "stress." Her fans remained fiercely loyal to her throughout everything. He never really listened to much conversation about her at school, but even he knew that all the boys had a crush on her and the girls all dreamed of being as beautiful as her. Mitch, George, and Amy were no exception, and he assumed that Richard and Serena were the same way.

"Hey, look out there, Rachel," Serena said. "Either my eyes are totally tricking me, or that Laurie's #1 fan!" Serena wasn't that surprised; Jenny, Laurie's self-proclaimed #1 fan, was standing in the front row having Laurie sign all kinds of things. Conan looked out and saw that Laurie's bodyguard, Alfonso, didn't approve of Laurie staying after the concert. He was a big man and wore dark sunglasses.

About two hours later, the cell phone rang.

"Hello? Yes, this is detective Moore. I see... I don't know... doesn't sound too important to me..."

Conan heard the person Moore was talking to shout over the phone. They were loud enough for Conan to hear every word.

Conan flinched at the sound of the female client's colorful vocabulary.

Moore sighed. "Sorry, girls. There's a murder at the Windsor Apartments and I have to go."

"What?!" Laurie was back from signing autographs. "That's terrible! My boyfriend was staying there!"

"I'll come too..." Jenny said. "I want to be at your side all the time!"

"Thank you, Jenny," Laurie replied. "You've been a good friend since childhood and my biggest fan since the beginning of my career. But I want to go alone... I hope you understand. Why don't you go visit your sisters?"

"Tch... You know how much I hate them... Okay..."

"Jenny?"

"Yes, Laurie?"

"Take Conan along with you. I don't want such a young boy to see a dead body."

Conan was annoyed at this. He waited for Rachel or someone to come to his defense, but no one did.

-Location: Luna and Genevieve's House-

-Time: 2:00 AM-

Conan snuck out of the room he was staying in. He couldn't sleep. Richard and the others hadn't come back yet, so he assumed no one had solved the case. On his way out, he saw a book on a living room chair. It was Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. He hadn't read it yet, but from he had heard, it was really long; 870 pages. The bookmark was about halfway through the book. He didn't know Jenny liked reading. He heard footsteps and quickly darted behind a plant.

"I know you're there, I heard you," a female voice called. "You might as well come out..."

Jenny grabbed Conan by the back of his shirt and picked him up. "What are you doing out of bed?"

"I should be asking you the same thing..."

"I know what you're doing!" Jenny seemed a little less suspicious when it hit her. "You just wanna get out of here too!"

Conan decided to play along. "Yeah... I couldn't rest knowing my friends were at the scene of the crime."

"I don't know what's taking them so long, either. C'mon Conan. Let's go check it out."

Conan decided that maybe he was starting to like Jenny.

In the car, Jenny told Conan that her sisters Luna and Genevieve both enjoyed reading and were very close. Sometimes they would even read books to each other. Jenny enjoyed reading as well. Genevieve was always a party animal, and Luna stayed home.

-Location: Windsor Apartments Room 648-

-Time: 2:30 AM-

"Wow, Conan, you must be really smart to figure out where Laurie and the others are!"

"Hehe, it was nothing!" Jenny knocked on the door. There was no answer.

"Crap..." Jenny said. "They may have already left." Conan opened the door. It looked like a crime scene, only the fact that Laurie, Richard, Rachel and Serena were all gone. Jenny walked in first. She tripped in the doorway and fell. Conan noticed a gum wrapper in the back pocket of the jeans she was wearing. Conan decided to ask Jenny about it.

"Hey, Jenny, where did that gum wrapper come from?"

Jenny cursed. "Now you know one of the reasons why I hate my sisters. They're always using my stuff. I was spending the weekend with them because Mom was staying there. I always was the least favorite in our family, even though Luna and Genevieve were the worst behaved. It was like they were bad just to spite our parents. Anyways, I left my favorite pair of jeans there. Let's go. If they were still here, then the murderer may still be on the loose."

"Wait! Listen..." Conan heard Richard's shouting whenever he reached a conclusion. Usually a wrong one. Richard was still in the building. He ran out of the apartment. Jenny ran after him.

-Location: Windsor Apartments Room 562-

-Time: 2:45 AM-

Conan burst into the room. Luckily, the door was unlocked. Inspector Meguire was just correcting Richard. The murderer had struck again, and Meguire said it happened about a half-hour ago. The body of a woman lay on the floor and the cause of death was obviously by strangulation. There were marks on her neck.

"Conan!" Rachel yelled. "What are you doing here?"

"Um... I couldn't sleep?" Richard bopped Conan on the head. They were about to ask why Conan came there, but Laurie interrupted.

"Inspector, I found something! There's a pair of sunglasses here!" Indeed, a pair of sunglasses was on the ground, and they looked new.

"So what?" Richard said. "The victim's sunglasses fell off while she was being choked."

"I don't think so," Laurie and Conan said at the same time. Laurie was impressed. "Go on, Conan," she said.

"Okay," he said. "The sunglasses are folded up. If they had fallen off, either the sides would be out straight, or the murderer would have gone out of their way to fold them up."

"Or murderess..." a sultry woman said. All of her features were sharp, and Conan could tell she paid a lot of attention to her hair and face. "Those sunglasses are a brand from a company Laurie's sponsoring. She might be killing people to promote her favorite sunglasses!"

"Now that's just stupid, Genevieve!" Laurie yelled.

"I know you were with us when the second murder took place, so you had an accomplice do it for you. One who would do anything for you, right sis?"

"Shut up, Genevieve! You're not making any sense! Conan was with me in the car at two fifteen!"

"Your word doesn't mean much Jenny... Neither does yours, Laurie. You two worked together in assault on Laurie's manager."

"That's..." Laurie started.

"All of you be quiet!" Inspector Meguire ordered. "Laurie, you'll have to understand, but you were out between the two hours that the first murder took place. Jenny, you don't have an alibi for the first murder either, and the second one is pretty weak. You're both suspects. Jenny tried to object, but Laurie stopped her. Conan began to think about everything. Then something occurred to him.

"Hey, Genevieve," he asked. "Where's your other sister?"

"I don't know..." She answered.

Conan took out a small recording device that Dr. Agasa made for him. He wanted to listen for anything that sounded suspicious. He noticed that Alfonso seemed particularly jumpy.

"So, Jenny, who are you going to kill next?"

"I told you to shut up, Genevieve!"

"Be quiet, sis, you distract my reading enough at the house. Do you have to distract my investigating too?"

A gunshot went off on the floor below them. Everyone rushed downstairs. Conan stopped and saw Genevieve take the elevator. "Everyone, in here!" she called, but everyone but Conan had already started running down the stairs. Conan ignored her and took the stairs.

-Location: Windsor Apartments Room 331-

-Time: 3:15 AM-

At the scene of the crime, the body of an old man was on the floor with a bullet in his head. But Conan knew he had an idea of how the murders were committed before he even entered the room. He knew exactly how the murderer and their accomplice could have done it. It was very simple...