"High School Drama" Chapter Four.

Richard and Conan had chorused, as the girl bounced off him and nearly tripped over Mitzy's still body. Rachel walked in behind the Inspector.

"Why Moore.... I thought you'd taken off already?" Inspector Meguire raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, heh, no. Just solving another case here in the local scene! Seems this girl is guilty of murdering this girl!" Richard pointed out the two. Sammy was currently leaning against the side wall- Inspector Meguire continued to block her only way out.

"Oh really? And how did that happen?"

Richard became tongue-tied. "Well, uh, umm..."

"She used poison, Inspector." Answered Conan, pointing to the bottle still on the ground. "She knew the victim, Mitzy Yasahero, would be coming out of class early, due to her recentally broken leg" he pointed to the girl's casted leg. "All the killer, Sammy Michaels, needed to do was get out early as well and meet with Mitzy at this door. At that point the only things required were the turn of a key, a push to the ground, and to pour a small bottle of poison on the victim's clothes. If she was to try and get up, chances are she'd end up touching her clothes. All the victim then needed were fresh cuts on the hands so the poison could enter her bloodstream. Sammy made sure of this after removing Mitzy's bandages during her fall. The victim died not long afterwards."

A screech pierced through the air like a sudden bullet from a rifle. "YES I DID IT! It's always been my dream to go to one of the top colleges- ask anyone. But when perfect Miss Mitzy beat me to that last question it seemed like there was nothing left for me to do. But I don't just give up on my dreams like that, oh no. I had to get that scholarship no matter what."

Sammy went silent yet again. Richard flinched. Meguire, however, looked to Conan. "How did you find all this out?!"

Conan gave a seemingly sincere smile. "Actually, I got all this from Mr. Moore."

Mrs. Hanae's face distorted, Richard became still for a moment, Rachel gave a slight doubletake. However, nobody said anything.

The Inspector grinned. "Job well done once again, Richard Moore! How amazing."

Richard, suddenly coming back to his senses, started grinning.

"Why, heh, thank you sir! Just gotta remember- there's no case Richard Moore can't solve!"

As soon as they all returned home, Conan kicked off his shoes and jumped into bed. A moment later, however, his near-sleep became interrupted by the opening of his door.

"You're not going to sleep, are you?" Rachel asked softly, "We gotta get going. Besides, I want to talk to you about something."

Conan, realizing his glasses weren't on, quickly threw the blanket over his head. "Just a moment- my sock fell off."

Rachel laughed and shook her head.

Kids... she thought... always losing one thing or another.

"Here, let me help you look-"

She lifted the blanket; Conan caught sight and quickly covered his eyes. "Heh, silly me, I can't try to find anything with my glasses off!" He reached his hand over to the nighttable and hit it down hard- perhaps too hard.

It happened in a split second- the pound, the crunch, the sudden shards of broken glass below his hand. Horror flashed through Conan's heart.

Oh no! I broke my glasses!

(( To be continued.... ))

((Author's final note- I plan to continue this into another story someday. Keep checking in for a sequel!))

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