"What are you talking about, boy?" Seiji said casually.

"From the start, I knew that I had seen Ishi Kimura before. When was it? It was during the school festival a few years ago in Ran's high school. Ishi Kimura was still a professional player at that time."

"That was uncle, not me."

"He demonstrated his skills and showed off to the girls. Your biggest mistake was to leave the dying message! Seiji never knows Ran! However, you know her and the police just have to ask the students from the tennis club whether or not you had asked them about Ran."

"That's atrocious! Do you have any better proof?"

"Seiji was the one at the table before he went to settle the bills. You told Seiji to leave earlier so that you can be Seiji. After that, you killed Suzuki and came back to the table. You collected the blood and put it in a pail and when we opened the door, the pail was knocked and it dropped. This resulted in the blood on the floor. The police had already checked the pail for blood and proved that my analysis was correct."

"I thought I can show Ran how much I will miss her by doing that." Kimura said as he tore off his mask.

"Idiot! You just frighten Ran by doing so!"

"Seiji and Suzuki were two stupid players that could not play at all. Seiji was jealous of Suzuki and Suzuki hated Seiji. Their father told me to resolve the conflict between them but I could not. He even threatened to tell everyone that I love a high school girl. I found out that the only way was to kill one of them and make the other the scapegoat. By doing so, he will be upset and he will not have any good reason to say out my love for Ran!"

"Idiot! You cannot solve anything by killing! Why are you so embarrassed to say out your love for her? At least, this shows that you feel bad after doing that!"

"Maybe so…Kudo Shinichi."

"What?"

"You don't have to deny. I can see it through your expression and your actions. You are still the foolish detective and lover of Ran."

"You-"

"Why not we have an exchange?"

"What are you saying?"

"I will help you to go back to your normal form without telling anyone about it and you will not tell the police about me."

"No! This is this! That is that! You cannot put them together just like this!"

"Well then, I will tell Ran about you."

"Wait-"

"Have you changed your mind?"

"How are you going to help me?'

"I can do anything that you say."

He knows how to disguise just like Vermouth. Should I allow him to help me? But it is against my own morale. No, now I have no time to think about this. Ran is leaving next month so I only have 3 more weeks left to become my real form and to stop her from leaving. Conan thought.

"Ok, I agree to it. But you must confess to the crime after everything is done."

"This is not fair-"

"I will tell Ran that I am Conan as well."

"Err…well, let's discuss about this after everything is done."

"Conan-kun, where did you go?" Ran questioned.

"Just to the toilet at the other side because I cannot use this toilet." Conan answered.

"Next time, tell me before you leave."

"Ok, sorry."

One day when Conan met Haibara in school, he asked her, "Oi, Haibara, do you know of a way for me to become Shinichi?"

"Don't ask me about this. You can ask Gin." Haibara replied calmly.

"Oh, where is Gin then?"

"Are you really so desperate to become Shinichi?"

"Answer my question, please!"

"I don't know where he lives now but you can try it at night."

"Huh?"

"Somewhere that you think will have a murder or trading. Somewhere that has someone like you, a person with a strong sense of justice."

Strong sense of justice? Conan pondered over these few words. Where on earth can I find such a person?

"Shinichi, have you found that person?" Kimura asked as he sat comfortably on the sofa at Shinichi's house.

"I have to find him but before that I need to find a person with a strong sense of justice." Conan answered.

"Then, you don't have to be troubled because I am a person with a strong sense of justice. Hahaha. By the way, your house has a nice ambience."

"Thanks for your compliment."

"But, really, I do know such a person."

"Really?"

"But I don't think that he will be the one targeted by that man. What is his name? Ah, right, Gin!"

"Where is he? Can you bring me to him?"

"It is ok for me but don't you think you should call Ran first? At least, inform her that you will be home later. His house is a whole 2 hours away from here."

"You're right. Give me a second." Conan said as he took out Conan's handphone and called her.

"Hello, is that Ran neichan?"

"Yes, Conan-kun, where are you?"

"I am playing with my friends, Genta, Ayumi-"

"When do you intend to return home?"

"Tomorrow."

"What?"

"Please, tomorrow is a Sunday. So just like this. Bye."

Conan put his phone back into his pockets and heaved a sigh of relief. Ran, I don't have to do this anymore soon. He thought.

"No wonder this will take 2 whole hours." Conan remarked on Kimura's slow 50km/h speed.

"No, this is going to take 3 hours." He replied.

"What?"

"Unless…unless you can give me some money to get some fuel."

"Hey, you are so-"

"What?"

"Ok never mind, here's the money."

"THANK you."

In front of Conan was a bespectacled man around his 30s. He was wearing a suit and looked very much like a politician.

"Ishi, why are you looking for me late in the night?"

"Gata, why can't I meet you?"

"Tomorrow, I am having an early meeting so I doubt I will be able to entertain you for a long time."

"No, it is only going to take a while."

"Ok, what is it about?"

Kimura glanced at Conan. Conan gave him a wink, signaling him to ask the first question.

"Have you noticed anyone spying you?" Kimura asked.

"I don't think so."

Kimura looked at Conan again and this time around, Conan had no obvious movements. This was the signal for the second question.

"Do you think you can win this election?"

"I don't know."

"What are your aims for the town?"

"I want to have more pe-"

Say Peace. Conan thought.

"Peanuts."

"Huh?" Conan and Kimura exclaimed together.

"Have you said this to the public?" Kimura asked.

"Not yet but I think I will say it tomorrow."

What a hopeless politician wannabe. I should have known that a person like Ishi will not have any of those "strong sense of justice" friends. Conan thought.

Conan said, "Uncle, can you change 'peanuts' to 'peas'? I think that tastes better."

"But I don't want to lie about my true feelings."

"But Uncle, I don't know anyone that loves peanuts."

"Really?"

"Yes, peas are more popular."

"Ah! I got it! I can change it to 'peace'! That sounds better than peas!"

Finally you nabbed it. Conan thought.

"Thank you, boy!"

"No problem, Uncle."

On the way home, Kimura asked Conan, "What are you doing just now?"

"I just want him to win this election. Or perhaps, be the hot favorite to win it."

"You cunning one! Are you using him to attract that Gin's attention?"

"Don't worry, I will not allow him to sacrifice his life."

"You better make sure."

The next day, the headlines on the newspaper was Gata. His politics of a peaceful city won people's respect and became the most popular politician.

"Why is it that everyone likes peace?" Kimura asked.

"Everyone is tired of fighting and afraid of death. Peace is just a genetic term against the future that they disliked."

"You sound like a politician."

"Maybe so…I want to go to Gata's place again. This time round, I want to watch over him."

"I should go along as well, right?"

"Gin should be interested in this."

"Do you need to inform Ran?"

"Yes, of course."

"Why do you always forget about her?"

"Because I am too busy."

"That's just an excuse."

"Excuse?"

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