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Two teens quietly slipped along a deserted hallway. Both carried some ropes and chains in their arms.
Coming upon a corner, the one in front quickly snuck a look around the concrete wall. Deciding that there was no one of danger around the corner, this person motioned for her partner to follow, and the started down the next hallway.
Chapter 7
'You'd think they'd have better security in this place,' Harley Hartwell thought as he sped quietly down the hallway behind Rachel. 'From what Kudo's told me, I would have thought that they'd have weapons too,... Oh, man! What do we do if that happens?' So lost in his thoughts, Harley failed to notice the metal bar in front of him.
CLANG
"SHHHH!" Rachel urged. They looked around hurriedly for anyone that might have heard them. She sighed and turned dangerously around to Harley. "You will not do that again," she stated simply, but dangerously.
"Yes ma'am," Harley replied, saluting her.
'Jeez!' he thought, 'I dunno whether to feel sorry for Kudo, because he's got this drill seargeant as a girl, or whether to envy him, because she's got one of the finest-' he stopped himself short. 'Stupid, stupid Hartwell. You do not think these things! Especially not about other people's girls. And especially not when that guy happens to be Jimmy Kudo, and that girl happens to be Rachel Moore: undeniable Master of Karate and Seduction,'
They came upon an intersection in the hallway. Rachel peeked around the left corner, finding one guard. Male.
"Well, not going that way," Harley said.
"Actually, that's exactly where we're going," Rachel said.
"What?"
"Think about it, detective, if there are more guards, then there ought to be something valuable, right?"
"-Like the aptoxin," Harley finished, catching on, his face lighting up in revelation. "I swear, Rach! You spend too much time with Kudo,"
"Yeah, well I haven't seen much of him lately, or have you forgotten he was turned into a seven-year-old?"
"Oh,...right," Harley said, sounding stupid. Rachel smirked. "But!" Harley countered, trying to win his dignity back, "How are we gonna get past him?"
"The same way we got past the other guy," she said, rounding the corner and walking steadily toward the guy.
"Rachel! No!" Harley hissed, peering around the corner at her retreating form. Suddenly realising what he was doing, he rapidly turned back into the hallway that they had just come from. 'That's it! My death at the hands of Kudo was just sealed! Oh well. But if I have to die, I may at least enjoy the show,' He peered his head back around the corner.
"Hi there," Rachel said, and pushed the guy up against the wall, starting to undo the top buttons on his black shirt.
"Er-" he said. "Hello there, missy," he said, letting her continue.
"Watcha doing?" she asked innocently, moving to the buttons in the middle of his shirt. She placed her cool hands on his toned, bare, chest.
"He," he laughed slightly, "I'm guarding something," he said proudly, trying to impress her.
"Really?" she asked, curiously. Then she played flattery, "Like what? It must be something important to have a big, strong man like you around to protect it,"
"Well, it's really not that important," he said sheepishly. Rachel ran her hands up and down his chest.
"I bet it is!" She replied "What is it?"
"Well, it's not really an it, it's a who," he said, starting to heat up.
"Really? You're a bodyguard? Who's the lucky girl?"
"Girl? Oh no, it's two guys. They're higher up in the ranks than me, though,"
'What the heck is she doing?' Harley thought, watching her work. He couldn't hear her with the distance.
"Really? What are their names?" she said, her hands moving to his belt.
"Er- Gin and Vodka," he groaned out, his hands going around her waist.
Seconds later, he was on the floor unconscious.
"Rachel!" Harley hissed, seething, and coming out from his place behind the corner. "What the heck were you thinking? Do you want me to die a slow and painful death?"
"I figured, if I'm gonna knock him out anyway, why not try to get some info out of him?" Rachel responded, tying the guy up and gagging him. "Come on, only Gin and Vodka are this way. But it's the next best thing to the aptoxin,... And remind me to take twenty cold showers when I get home,"
"Maybe Jimmy Kudo can help," Haibara said, breaking the silence.
Serena and Kazuha wondered how Conan would handle this. They expected him to deny the possibility flat-out. What he said next surprised them.
"Do you think he could?" he asked Ai, their eyes locked.
"I'm sure he could come for- two days," Ai said back, a slight smile showing on her face.
"Two days?" Conan asked, letting the excitement show too much. "... er- I dunno, Ai. Maybe he'll come if that girl Sherry comes with him?" he asked her.
"Sherry?" Everyone asked. "Who's Sherry?"
Ai looked surprised. "What?"
"Well, no one knows more about the Black Organization that she does," he said.
Serena, Kazuha, Mitch, George, and Amy all watched this odd little conversation with strange and confused looks on their faces.
"...I think she may be able to come,"
"Really?" Conan asked hopefully.
"Yeah," she replied.
"Good! Jr. Detective League! Attention!" he shouted.
Amy, George, and Mitch immediately saluted and stood rigidly in a line.
"Time to take on the Case of the Missing Persons! You three go to Dr. Agasa's house and get all the gadgets you can find! Haibara, get that surprise in Doc's lab and bring it back here!"
"Yes sir!" the three said.
"Sure," Ai commented.
Kazuha and Serena waited until everyone had left to begin firing questions.
"What did you mean Jimmy can come for two days?"
"Who is this Sherry girl?"
"You can't be here for two days! You're Conan, not Jimmy!"
"Girls! Please!" Conan said, quieting them. "Ai Haibara is the other person who was given the aptoxin. She used to work as a scientist for the Black Organization. They had her sister as blackmail. When she couldn't work for them anymore, she found out that they'd already killed her sister. They tied her up. She looked for a means of escape, and found one in the aptoxin. She had designed the drug, and it was meant to kill with no trace. But, it shrunk her instead and she got away. To this day, the BO scare her more than anything,"
"So, she designed that drug?" Serena asked. "She's the reason you're like this?"
"One of the reasons. But it's not like she did it out of her own free will. She's even been working on antidotes! That why I am able to return for periods at a time. She's trying to find a cure, but it's not working too well. She'll need a sample of the aptoxin to properly make one, So-"
"That's the other mission," Kazuha finished for him
The door opened.
"Here, Kudo," the scientist said, carrying two pills and some clothes. "It's a two-day pill. Exactly. We have forty-eight hours to find your girlfriend and the detective and then we're back to playing in sandboxes,"
"Right," he nodded at her, taking the pill. He motioned for the three girls to follow him upstairs. There, he took two glasses and filled them with water. He gave one to Haibara and showed her to a guest room. He then turned to Kazuha and Serena.
"Alright Kazuha, Serena, no matter what you hear, be it screams of bloody murder or cries of anguish: Do. Not. Come. Okay?"
"Er- okay," Serena and Kazuha answered, feeling slightly strange at being given orders by a little kid, and slightly worried at why he would be warning them about this.
"Ready, Haibara?" Conan asked her.
"Ready, Kudo," Ai turned and entered the guest room.
Conan went down the hall, followed by Serena and Kazuha to Jimmy's room.
"You guys can wait downstairs for us. Try to ignore our... outbursts,"
Serena and Kazuha sweatdropped nervously, but went downstairs.
Minutes later, the house was filled with mangled crys of pain and screams of torture. Kazuha and Serena could only listen to the cries, imagining the worst.
"Rach, there's another guard," Harley hissed. "But this time, it's Rum,"
"Rum? Hmmm. She seemed interested in you," Rachel said slyly.
"Oh no you don't! I'm not going in there! I'm saving myself for-"
"Kazuha?" Rachel inputted.
"Yeah! ...oops," Harley said.
"I knew it!" Rachel shouted. "But..."
"Oh, no! I don't like 'but' s," Harley said, turning his face to the heavens.
"You'll never see her again if you don't do this,"
"You never know! Kudo could have found out about your little trick and he's with Kazuha and Serena and they're trying to find us right now!"
"Oh yeah. They're going to bust in here, take down the whole organization, and rescue us! Just the three of them!"
"You don't seem to have much faith in Kudo, Neechan,"
"Not while he's a third-grader I don't," she stated.
"Really! He's been solving all of your father's cases! He's perfectly capable of doing things while in that body! Especially if he has one of those temporary antidote thingys,"
"But then he's not in that body, is he?" Rachel countered.
"I... guess not," Harley answered, losing faith in his tactic.
"Well then, that's Rachel-1, Harley-0," she said, then pushed him into the hallway.
Harley sighed, then did his best to sneak up on the female in black. 'Why me?' he asked rhetorically.
"Hello, beautiful," he said, coming up behind Rum and whispering in her ear. Rum whipped around, pinning Harley against a wall.
"What?" she gasped. "How did you get out? Where's Whiskey?" she demanded.
"He's having his fun," Harley lied. "I figured it was only fair for you to get yours, so I came looking for you,"
"Oh, really?" Rum asked suspiciously. She wasn't one to be fooled as easily as Whiskey or the other guard.
'Dang girls and their cunning,' Harley cursed. He wasn't sure how to pull this off.
But it didn't matter. Rum was on the ground in a moment. Rachel was already bending to tie her up and gag her with some of the ropes. Harley sighed. 'Saved by the Rachel... again,'
"See? That wasn't so hard," Rachel teased him. "I hardly think Kazuha will want you any less by doing that. Now, Jimmy on the other hand..." she trailed off, wondering what the guy would say to her after she got out.
"Let's go, Rach," Harley said, putting a hand on her shoulder.
The shouting ceased. Kazuha and Serena sat staring into space on a couch in the living room. At the abrupt stop, they were torn out of their daydreaming.
"D-d-do you think it's okay to go see them now?" Kazuha stuttered.
"I dunno," Serena answered. "That was some harsh screaming,"
"Do you think they're back? To their original bodies, I mean," she continued.
"We can only hope," Serena said. "We stand a much better chance of finding Rachel and Harley if they are. If they have been taken by the BO, for instance, it would be good to have all that knowledge to help us. Not to mention Kudo's got wicked ties with the police. If he comes in saying Rachel was kidnapped, they'd have to believe him,"
"But first- I wanna take a look at the crime scene," came a masculine voice from behind them.
Both girls whipped around to be greeted with the smirking face of Jimmy Kudo, dressed in his school uniform.
"Jimmy!" they both shouted, smiling.
"Kazuha, Serena, this is Sherry," he said, stepping aside to reveal a woman remarkably akin to the little girl Ai Haibara, wearing a tan skirt and a maroon shirt.
"Er- nice to meet you," Kazuha greeted, somewhat awkwardly.
"Conan!" came a shout from outside the house. "Conan! We've got the stuff you wanted!" Amy said, entering the house with a box too big for her. She placed it down and then took a gander around the room. "...Conan?"
Jimmy reeled. He didn't have a make-up story! He forgot!
"Hey Amy! Open the door!" came Mitch's shout from outside. Amy gladly opened the door, and in came George and Mitch, also carrying boxes that were too big.
"Where's Conan?" George asked, after looking at the room's occupants.
"He and Ai went on ahead," a tall woman who the Detective League didn't know, answered.
"Who are you?" George asked impolitely, earning him a glare from Mitch and an elbow from Amy.
"Sorry," she apologised, her tone still serious. "I'm Sherry, Jimmy's friend," she pointed.
"Hey! It's Jimmy!" Amy and Mitch shouted.
"Good to see you again. Conan said you'd be coming along," Jimmy said, playing along with Sherry's lie.
"If you'd let us!" Mitch said excitedly.
"I dunno," Jimmy said, apparently thinking about it. "It could be dangerous,"
"But you let Conan and Ai go!" Amy said impatiently.
"They're not going to be with us!" Jimmy assured. "They're going..."
"To the police station!" Serena quickly said. "They went to tell Inspector McGuire that Rachel and Harley are missing,"
"Oh...," Amy sighed dissappointedly, losing her argument.
At the look on her face, Jimmy cracked. "Alright," he said. "You can come to the warehouse. But if I tell you to go home, you have to go,"
"YAY!" The three children shouted. Jimmy smiled.
"So let's go," he said seriously, walking toward the door.
Another man slumped to the floor as Rachel impatiently zipped her skirt back up.
"Make that forty cold showers," she told Harley, who then rounded the corner.
So far, they had taken out Whiskey and three other guys, and Rum plus another girl.
"Shhhh," Harley urged, eyeing the lone door this hall contained.
They hadn't seen any other doors on their ventures, and this made Harley suspect that they were at their destination. He tip-toed over to the door, finding that it was a safety door, one that couldn't be opened without a key, and one that wouldn't break or melt. Made of a durable metalloid, this door provided maximum security.
This one, however, had a small window on top.
Rachel followed, peering through the window, her face touching Harley's.
"W-w-well, little boy, I didn't think you'd do that," came a familiar voice. Harley and Rachel gasped. Playing on a video monitor was a recording.
"But you're not really a little boy are you... Jimmy Kudo!"
"What do you want?" said the little boy that the feed displayed.
Rachel gasped again. So this was what happened after he knocked her out?
"Y-y-you really are Kudo!" Kazuha whispered, heard by the recorder which Rachel had forgotten she made Kazuha wear in her hat.
The feed stopped.
"I think that's enough," a man they recognised as Gin said.
"I agree," came a feminine voice. They assumed it came from the high-backed chair in the center of the room. "Well, now we know where that detective went off to,"
"We'll get him this time, boss, you'll see!" Vodka said.
'Oh no!' both Harley and Rachel thought. 'They know Conan is Jimmy!'
"Hello there," came a voice from outside the room, right in Rachel's and Harley's ears.
Both reeled. They had been found.
The man quickly disabled their route of escape, and even succeeded in making both teens incapable of using any sort of method to escape. (a punch, for instance)
"I just followed the trail of bodies," he said. "Looks like you've had a busy afternoon, being bad,"
TBC!
HA! I'm wicked sorry for the late update. My computer's acting really slowly! And I'm sorry for the lack of action! Really I am!
Next Chapter: Contemplations and Realizations (which would make for another boring chapter... I'M SORRY!)
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