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Peppymint's Fanfiction Blitz of 2018: Day Three of Seven

Tortoise

Ginzo took a small sip of the cheap sake. It was somewhat tempting to get roaring drunk, but he knew better, especially now. Loose lips sink ships as they say. Dark eyes glanced around the room taking in every detail. This bar wasn't too his tastes, not that he had ever been a heavy drinker. But it did have two things going for it right now. It was dark, and it was quiet.

Inspector Ginzo Nakamori, head of the Kaitou Kid Taskforce, had no illusions about himself. He was no genius and felt no need to pretend otherwise. That did not however mean that he was blind, or dumb. He reached into his pocket to finger the bagged object that had been the result of his clandestine, off-duty, visit to the site of yesterday's heist. As he had suspected, even before he dug it out the masonry, it was a bullet.

That things weren't quite right had been easy to miss at first. But slowly, the clues had added up. That house, obviously vacated in a hurry, the mysterious gunman on the train who had threatened Prince Phillip, that fake Kid at the magic show. Each of them could be written off separately, but when you put them and other incidents together . . .

What was that word he had heard from Kaito-kun the other day? Ah yes, hinky. Clearly something hinky was going on. Why? That the man did not know. Especially considering that in his opinion, Kid's most infuriating trait wasn't his magic, or his skill at disguise. It was that sticky fingers aside, the other was fundamentally a good person.

The inspector frowned. Then again, maybe that was the whole problem. Maybe Kid knew something, something the thief wasn't willing to ignore. He drummed his fingers on the tabletop. Even worse, his official inquiries had gone absolutely nowhere. That meant things weren't just hinky, they were downright rotten.

Ginzo rightly suspected what he was about to do would be very dangerous, but he hadn't joined the force to be safe. He had enough evidence now to discretely pull in a handful of officers he knew to be above reproach. Where the path would lead? Once again he did not know. But he did know something else.

Just like with chasing the Kaitou Kid, slow and steady wins the race.

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