Conan stared at the teenager standing at the door, gawking
"Conan?" the teen asked "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm okay" Conan said, trembling a little from the shock of the meeting
"You sure Conan?" Rachel asked "Your shaking"
"Hehe, guess I'm still a little woozy" Conan said, grabbing the back of his neck nervously
"Glad to see your feeling better Conan" Jimmy said, taking a glance at the clock "Um, Rachel we better get going or we're gonna be late for your tournament" Conan realized that Rachel was carrying her sport bag, before he could say anything he thought of something
"I bet it's just Kaito Kid messing with me" Conan thought as the two teens left, Anita simply sat down on a nearby chair and grabbed a nearby magazine
"Did I miss something important?" Conan asked "Did Uncle have any cases?"
"No, not really" Anita said, looking over her magazine "Moore assent had anything too big, just a small tailing case"
"So, any luck with the antidote?" Conan asked, only to get a confused look from her
"Antidote? What antidote?" she asked
"What do you mean?" Conan said, but before he could continue, the door opened for the rest of JDL and Richard, who was holding something
"Hey Conan" Richard said
"How are you feeling?" Amy asked
"A lot better guys" he said, descending to ask Anita about the antidote later
"Here you go" Richard said, handing Conan a bundle of clothes "The doctor said I could take you home, go ahead and get dressed" Conan nodded and walked to bathroom on opposite side of the room and changed out the hospital gown
"I'm ready" Conan said, walking out. Richard nodded and led the JDL to the rental car parked outside
"Hey, kids!" Richard said "I've got a client coming, so I told your parents I was gonna drop you off at Agasa's house" the kids nodded. Conan started tapping his feet, bored out of his mind
"Oh Conan" Amy said, reaching for her backpack and pulled out a book "We got this for you, I forgot to give to give to you yesterday" she passed him the book, which he realized was a Kamen Yaiba manga
"Thanks guys..." Conan said, grabbing the book, right before Richard slammed his foot on the break
"Grr, stinking traffic" Richard muttered "You kids better get comfy, I think were going to be here for a while" Conan looked out the car's window to see a car line-up about half a mile long
"There must a been an accident or something"he thought as slouched back and stared at the ceiling. The kids were talking about last night's Yaiba episode, Anita was reading one of her fashion magazines, Conan simply sighted and looked at the manga Amy passed him "Well, I've got nothing else to do" he thought opening the book, reading what he used to consider too childish with more interest than he had when reading Sherlock Holmes, by the time he was almost done with the book he felt the car brake suddenly, he looked out the window to see that they were outside Doctor Agasa's house
"Bye Conan" Amy said as she got out of the car
"Bye" Conan said, waving at them "Man, I got so engrossed in this thing I didn't notice time fly by"
"Did you say something?" Richard asked
"No Uncle" Conan said as Richard drove back to Detective Agency
"You feeling okay?" Richard asked "You look kinda pale" Conan leaned against the wall, his head spinning a little
"I'm feeling a little queasy..." Conan said
"Humph, doesn't surprise me" Richard said, opening the apartment door "It's not a good idea reading in a moving car, just go lie down. I have to get ready for the client" Conan nodded as he was putting on his slippers, walking to the room he and Richard shared
"Okay, now I just need to.." Conan thought "What the heck?" the seven year old looked around the room for the futon he used as a bed, witch was nowhere to be found "He must have shoved it under the bed" he thought as he got down on all fours and looked underneath the bed
"Conan? What are you doing?" he heard Richard say, he jumped in surprise, bumping his head on the bed "I told you to go lie down"
"Sorry" he said, getting up as rubbed his sore head "I can't find my futon"
"Futon?" Richard asked, confused "You haven't slept on a futon since you first got here"
"What? But I sleep in here with you, woah" Conan grunted, holding his head as his temples started throbbing, he also felt a warm liquid over his upper lip, he touched his nose and saw the tips of his fingers covered with a crimson liquid "Why is my nose bleeding?" he looked at Richard
"Jeez, what happened?" Richard asked, reaching for a nearby tissue box "Here, now go lie down" Conan nodded and walked back to the hallway, not really paying attention as he walked into a room next to Rachel's, seeing a dresser, a bed, a desk and a small bookshelf filled with both Yaiba manga and a couple of Sherlock Holmes books
"Since when do I have my own room in here?" Conan asked out loud "Oh, wait didn't Rachel convince Uncle to get me these things..." Conan suddenly felt another sharp pain near his temples, he felt more blood starting to come out of his nose as he sat down on the bed "What's wrong with me? If I think of memories related to my room, my nose starts bleeding" he sighted as he wiped the blood off his face and lied down for a minute, he closed his eyes for a minute and went to sleep.
Conan opened his eyes to see himself outside the detective agency, his body being slightly see through "Weird" he said as he walked towards the door
"You feeling better Conan?" he heard a familiar voice say, looking behind him he saw himself, Rachel and Richard walking to the door, the other Conan nodded as Richard light a cigarette
"Uncle, you really shouldn't do that" the Conan next to Rachel said
"Shut up, brat" Richard said, growling a little "Since when are you a health nut?"
"What do you mean?" dream Conan said "I always told you didn't I..." as dream Conan stumbled with his words, the original walked closer to his double and saw that his nose was bleeding
"This is a really weird dream" Conan said chuckling, as dream Conan stared at the blood on his fingers he looked up and stumbled back
"Conan? You okay?" Rachel asked, cleaning the blood of his face with a handkerchief
"Yeah, I'm okay" dream Conan said, putting on a fake smile "You go ahead, I'll see you in a minute" Rachel hesitated for a moment before she heard Richard call her over. As soon as Rachel was out of reach dream Conan turned towards the see through Conan "Who are you?"
"Wait you can see me?" Conan asked, his doppelganger, who nodded as everything started getting fuzzy.
"Conan" he heard a voice say "Wake up, it's time for dinner" the seven year old yawned and rubbed his eyes, his adoptive older sister standing on the side of his bed
"Hello Rachel" Conan said, getting up as he remembered what happened in the morning "So, how did the tournament go?"
"Not bad" Rachel said "Finals are next week. Dad told me about what happened, you feeling okay?" Conan nodded as the two entered the dinning room and sat down
"Okay, pizza's here!" Richard said, walking into the room with a big white box "Alright eat up" Conan grinned as he grabbed a piece and chomped down on it
"Oh Uncle" he asked before taking another bite "How did it go with the client?"
"Not bad. We're gonna have to go to a big party tomorrow" Richard said
"Why?" Rachel asked
"The host, Nicholas Thompson got a death threat for him and his wife. Thompson's the CEO of an Electronics manufacturing company so he thinks it may be an angry ex-employee that wants payback" Richard said, opening a can of beer
"So, he wants you to figure out who it is?" Conan asked, Richard nodded as he drank down the alcohol
"Um, dad?" Rachel asked "Are you sure it's a good idea to bring Conan? He just got out of the hospital"
"I feel fine Rachel" Conan said, reaching for another slice of pizza
"Calm down Rachel" Richard said, putting the empty beer can down "The hospital said he could do most of his normal routine, he just has to take it easy"
"Okay" Rachel said, calming down before looking at Conan "If you feel weird, tell me okay?" Conan nodded as he took a sip of his juice. After dinner was done Conan went back to his room, he sat on the bed and looked around
"What the heck is going on? Nothing seems right... Doesn't it?" Conan though as he changed into his pajamas and got in bed "Still, Uncle got a case tomorrow, he's gonna need help" he thought as he took off his glasses and drifted off into dreamless sleep.
Conan yawned, sunlight steaming in through the half closed curtain
"Conan?" Rachel called from the downstairs "You awake?"
"Yes" Conan said half asleep, he looked around everything looked slightly blurry "What the heck?" he said, rubbing his eyes his vision didn't change thought
"Conan, you okay?" Rachel said, walking into the room
"Uh, yeah I am" Conan said "My eyesight kinda weird.." he heard Rachel giggle "What's so funny?" Rachel didn't answer she simply grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and put them on Conan's face, his vision clearing up immediately
"Well, that's what your glasses are for silly" Rachel said "Come on, the party in an hour" the boy nodded as he got up and walked to the dresser and grabbing his usual outfit, except for his tie
"Where is that thing?" Conan murmured, checking under the dresser "If Rachel finds that thing, I'm in trouble" he felt a strange tingling in his nose, but nothing else happened, the boy crawled out scratching his head he gave up and walked down to the office
"Morning Conan" Richard said, a cup of coffee in his hand. Conan saw a red object on the green couch
"There it is!" he said, grabbing his bow tie, he turned it around, shocked as the tie's voice changer wasn't there "Wait, if the voice changer isn't there then.." he reached over to the coffee table, grabbing his watch and pressing the hidden button, the top flew upwards, making a sight of sorts "Okay, so that still works" he closed the lid and put the watch on as Rachel came downstairs
"Ready dad" she said, the detective nodded as he finished his coffee
"Okay then, we've got a party to get to" Richard said, the other two nodded, putting on their shoes as Richard grabbed the rental car's keys. About an hour later, the three found themselves the entrance of a huge hotel
"Excuse me sir" a man near the door said "Your invitation?"
"I don't have one, Mrs. Thompson hired me to check out a threat they got" Richard explained, the man nodded and looked at the clipboard in his hand
"So, your Detective Richard Moore?" he asked, the sleuth nodded "I'm sorry for the inconvenience sir. I take it their with you?" Richard nodded as the man opened the door "Have fun"
"Thank you" Conan said as they walked in, heading straight to the ballroom
"That's her" Richard said, walking towards a woman who looked like sh was in her late 40's "Mrs. Thompson"
"Detective, thank you for coming" she said, biting her nail "I got another letter just after I got home last night"
"What did it say?" Conan asked
"Same thing as the last one" she said "Come with me, I'll show them to you" the trio nodded and followed the woman, Conan paused for a minute, he felt as if someone was staring at the back of his head.
"Come on Conan!" Rachel called
"Coming!" he ran to the back of the stage, where Mrs. Thompson was showing Richard two notes
"Here, take a look" she said, Conan grabbed one of the two cards, typed on a piece of construction paper was
Nicholas Thompson will die tomorrow at 2:43 PM
"Conan?" Richard said, touching the child's shoulder
"Gah!" Conan dropped the paper in surprise and covered the back of his head "Sorry Uncle"
"What are you doing?" the detective asked, grabbing the note Conan dropped
"Your not going to give me a noogie or something?" Conan asked, lowering his arms
"Why would I do that?" Richard said "I was going to ask if you saw anything weird about the note"
"Not really" Conan said, glancing at his watch, it was 2:37 "Uncle, it's almost time"
"We better head back" Richard said, they walked back to the main room, seeing Nicholas Thompson up on the stage about to give a speech of some kind, again Conan felt that someone was watching him, shrugging it off, he looked at the stage
"Thank you all for coming here tonight" the CEO said, everyone in the audience clapped, Conan looked at his watch, 2:40. The seven year old gulped and turned to Richard
"Uncle!" Conan yelled "It's almost time!" the detective didn't hear him over the clapping, he ran up and shook his leg
"What?" he asked, looking at Conan
"Two minutes to go!" Conan said, pointing at his watch "We have to get him off the stage!" Richard nodded as the two ran up to the stage.
BANG!
Conan stopped dead in his tracks as Thompson fell to the floor, blood coming out from his stomach, Richard stalled half a second before running to the man's side, Conan snapped out of shock and ran to Richard's side
"Uncle, is he still alive?" Conan asked, getting out his cellphone
"He's gone.." Richard said "Call the police" Conan nodded, dialing 991, he glanced at the body he felt his stomach churn sideways, he looked away
"Hello" the officer on the phone said "Police, how can I help?"
"There's been a murder at the Plaza Hotel" Conan said quickly
"Alright, calm down." the officer said "I'll tell inspector Meguire, they should be there in about ten minutes" Conan hung up the phone and looked around, he saw Rachel talking to a distraught Mrs. Thompson and then back at the corpse
"This is gonna be tough" he whispered to himslef.