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After much urging from his other self, he offered the woman tea.
"This is the first time, a man has made tea for me," said the woman.
"Well, a man has to step up when his daughter gets married." He said.
"Oh, I've heard." She said. "Your daughter married Shinichi Kudou, the person that is always on the news. You must be very happy that she married such an incredible detective"
Happy?
"Smile by force," said his other self holding a knife to his neck.
He smiled.
"So what brings you here, misses..." He trailed off.
"Kingston," she said. "I heard you on the radio last night and I thought you of all people would take my case seriously"
Radio?
"Well, no case is too ridiculous for me," he said.
"Well, that's good," she said. "You see I recently started dating this young man. He's lovely but there are times where I think something else is going on. Like just the other day I thought I felt a chill coming from him. That's why I want you to follow him just to put my thoughts to rest"
And his eyebrows twitched.
That was it?
"Can you really afford to be picky right now?" Said his other-self. "Your ego is going to get us thrown out onto the streets and we'll have to move into your married daughter's house"
"Alright, I'll take it," he said. "However, I require a check now and then the photo"
"Of course," she said before she took out a check and gave it to him only for him to see that the amount was half of his rent money.
He stared and said. "Is there another check coming?"
She blinked and said. "Is something wrong? You said that on the radio, you were given your next client 75 per cent off."
His eyes went round.
He promised what!?
"I'm the owner of a small shop. There is no way I could hire a PI otherwise" she said. "It was a really good fortune that you were having an offer"
His other self said. "We have to start somewhere. Nobody is going to come if you have no track record to justify your price. So lower you god damn pride for once.
Do you think all the great detectives offer a million for a case? They take what they can get"
And he clenched his teeth and said. "I'll be more than happy to take it. Now, can you tell me about what you know about this young man?"
And she showed him a picture of her and this guy together, they looked happy.
"Look closer," said his other-self. "Are his eyes really smiling? Compared to this lady, his eyes look pretty dim to me."
And he looked and saw that indeed, there was a difference in the brightest of their eyes.
The more he stared at them, the less he liked those eyes.
"Just tell me where he is likely to be," he said.
"He is coming to my shop tomorrow," she said.
And he nodded.
The following day, he stood near her shop and waited for the guy to appear and appear he did, the guy looked well mannered, a scholar.
"Don't go inside. Wait for him to come out." Said his other-self. "In a shop that small, you can't follow somebody without gaining attention"
And he waited for the guy to come out and then began to follow the guy as he walked down the road, he saw that the guy had stopped at a bus stop.
He walked past the guy, hiding behind a newspaper and called for a taxi.
The taxi followed the bus until the guy got out and he got out, paying the taxi driver of course.
He followed the guy to his apartment complex and took note of the street, only to become mad because he realised it wasn't that far from him so he didn't need to waste that money.
"Now, you know where the guy lives. Leave" said the other him. "Come back when you know he's gone and then check"
And he did so, he went straight home and got himself a burger, fries and a pack of cigarettes.
He ignored his other self disapproving look.
The next morning he came back at 5 am and waited for the guy to come out and he did.
The guy headed to the bus station and he put on his electrician costume and then he began to head to the guy's door, he passed the guys, neighbours, making sure to act natural and then stopped at the door.
However as he was thinking about breaking in, his other said.
"Do you smell that?" Said his other-self.
"Smell what?" He said, before taking a sniff.
"It's not bleach but it smells like somebody is cleaning a lot of metal in there," said his other-self. "It smells exactly like our woodshop from high school"
"Your right," he said. "But does this guy deal with metal for a living?"
"Let's find out," said his other-self.
And they did.
They followed the guy the next day to the box store, the guy's workplace was a library and he would go to the flower shop.
Which began the question, where did the metal cleaning products come from?
However they soon got the answer as a shady looking dude with a white bag went after the guy in the toilet, the guy came out but this time in his hand was a white bag that he didn't have before and the shady dude did come out but with no white bag.
"Hmm, that's weird," he said. "Buying metal products isn't unusual, so go to great lengths to hide it?"
"Maybe, because what he's doing behind closed doors is illegal?" Said his other-self. "You should call the police for a check-up. Say you see fumes coming out of the window and the man in it, isn't coming out"
And he did just that, however, the only thing stopping the police from brushing his call off was the fact he was a detective.
Kogoru went home thinking nothing big come of it, however, and the next morning, the woman came to his office with a box filled with product.
He was stunned.
"I want to thank you for what you did," she said. "Apparently the guy I was dating was making forgery jewellery and using the suits I gave him to smuggle them across the border. There was a bust and the police gave me back the money I should have made on those suits. It's going to be in the newspaper soon so I want to thank you by giving you some of my products. And if you want another suit, please tell me"
He opened the box and was shocked when he took one out, the suit he held was far nicer than the suit he was currently wearing.
"Wow. This suit is nice, no wonder he used them to smuggle. Nobody would want to cut a jacket this nice" he said, as he continued to look and was just blown away.
"I'm glad you like them. Just call me up, if you want more product" she said.
And he was defiantly going to take her up on that offer.
She left and he felt good but his good attitude came crashing down when he saw exactly where his case was in tomorrows newspaper.
It was at the back, in a small box.
Apparently, busting fake jewellery that had the value of train ticket didn't rank very high.
"You have got to be kidding me!" He said. "Nobody is going to see this! I don't even have rent money!"
He was peeved.
He lost so much and gained so little.
However, then he heard a knock at the door.
He opened it and saw another woman.
"Hello...is the 70 per cent off still on?" She said.
Kogoru ignored his other self giving him a Shinichi smirk.
A few days later, a man walking his dog saw a strange sight, Detective Kogoru Mouri was jogging and yelling at thin air.
"One two, three!" Said the other him with a bullhorn.
"Oh, shut up!" Said Kogoru. "Why are you making me do this!?"
"Well, how else are you going to catch the killer if they decide to run?" Said the other him. "And besides it's just running. Look at me do it." He then began to run.
"You can float. That's cheating!" He said.
"I know but I'm just trying to make you look good for when you go to the beach," he said. "Do you really want to be that fat gross guy who's hitting on girls who are the same age as his daughter? If you keep stuffing yourself with beer you're going to be that man in 2 years." Before his other self said. "Or do you want your married daughter to start dragging you out to run again?"
And he cursed the other under his breath as he ran.
However, as the days went by, he became more aware of the fact his daughter hadn't come to visit, all he got was her yelling about his diet from the phone however in those calls, he could hear how busy and lively her life was from the background.
Being married to a famous detective will attract all sorts of people to your doorstep.
People he had never met before and probably will never meet.
He was pretty sure his daughter didn't care what was going on with him right now.
"Hey, Sleuth," he said to his other-self. "Can you take me to the airport tonight?"
"You're going to sleep through it if I ddon't," said the other him.
They had now gained a buddy relationship.
Kogoru went to sleep and the other him waited for the time to come before taking hold of the body.
The sleeping Sleuth dressed in the new suit and headed to the airport.
And like all airports, he was required to be there several hours before the actual plane arrived.
He sat on a chair and saw a bunch of people staring the screen before them and who could blame them.
On the screen was none other than the big dogs, Shinichi Kudou and Heiji Hattori and their associates doing a case on live tv, some dude had a heart attack on stage.
He decided to call them up, he still had the inspector phone number after all.
He called and he heard the inspector pick up.
"Kogoru, I haven't heard from you in a long time." Said the man.
"Hey, inspector. Can you hand the phone over to my daughter?" He said.
The man did so because why not.
He asked his daughter to put him on speakerphone and said to everybody.
"Hi, it's Detective Kogoru Mouri and do you know what I'm doing right now? I'm watching you guys solve a murder on live tv."
Everybody faces changed.
They hadn't declared it a murder yet.
"You guys shouldn't look so surprised, it's very obvious that the man on the floor was shot, the water was just a decoy," he said, on live tv. "We all saw him put a tablet in the water. So naturally, some of us will think he just had a bad reaction to it so there is no need to examine the body. And this the last thing the killer wants. But do you know what the killer's downfall was? A heart attack starts from the chest contracting and then the hands react. If you rewind back the footage and play it in slow motion. You will see that the guys head moves forward and then back as if something had been forced into the neck, and then his chest contracts and then his hands react. The reason why there is no hole in the curtain behind is that the murderer didn't fire from behind but from a beam from above. However it's a hard shot but it's not impossible, the murderer has to have one hand on the beam I make it. So compare the fingerprints to the people here. However, I'm pretty sure the murderer whipped his fingerprints off in the commotion. If it isn't obvious to those around now, the murderer is the one who' has a white rag dangling from his pants. The same rag he used to clean his fingerprints from and dissolved the poison in."
Everybody was shocked, even the murderer.
"Look, kid." He said, on tv. "I don't know what this guy did to make you do what you do but if you're going to kill somebody, don't do it on live television like a mourn. But then again, it's probably why you insisted that all the best people in Japan show up and positioned them all in the front. There, there is no way they could have seen it and I'm guessing there are no cameras up there as well. I don't know if I should be thankful or offended that I'm not there. Now all you guy need is the two brats near the body to confirm the story and for the police to make sure the guy doesn't run so you can get the napkin. There should be traces of strong poison on it. If not for that fact, the cloth would be soaked. After all, an elephant can shake off a bee sting but it can't shake off a bullet"
He sounded so bored as he solved the case on speakerphone.
However, the crowd of one hundred less people trying to be quiet in the room had truly gone silent.
Everybody who were shining stars had gone dead silent.
And then they heard something in the background.
"Ah and there is my plane," He said. "Seriously, why do the younger generation feel the need to put on a show? I will never understand that"
And then he ended the call.
A few hours later, he made the news but by then, he was already off the grid.
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