Mouri Korogo held a red swollen cheek in one pal. A distasteful look was spread out on his face. Ran sighed and walked over to her father to hand him an ice pack. Conan was still off in a corner shaking his head at the whole situation. This was ridiculous…
After the Mouri had questioned that he thought Kira was a pet, the woman asking for help pretty much exploded. She smacked Mouri hard in the face and screamed of his stupidity. Then the woman proceeded to bursts into tears and run out the door. This left the group in their current situation.
"I don't see what that woman's attitude was all about. It was a simple mistake. How was I supposed to know this Kira person was a mass murderer? I mean really, you think if it was that huge I would have heard about it…" Mouri ranted. Conan held back the urge to spew many a vulgar words not common for an "elementary" student to use.
"Um…it's alright Dad," Ran said reassuringly as she patted his back. Most would be unsure what to do in a situation like this.
"You know…I'll take on this case anyway! Just to make up for it! I will find this Kira!" Mouri shouted triumphantly as he stood up, throwing the ice pack to the ground. Conan winced. Now that it was a matter of pride, there was no stopping Mouri now. Conan realized the old man still didn't realize the magnitude of this case. They were doomed, so it seemed.
"Unless I have something to do about it…" Conan said quietly under his breath. It looked like it was time to do some research. Conan had been bored anyway. A challenge was always fun. Conan wasn't the only one that had been waiting for a challenge. Of course, there still was another detective on the case.
"Watari…I need you to get me a flight to Japan soon. I have an idea to capture Kira," L said before lifting his finger off the microphone button. He eyed his computer screen again. All the information he had collected thus far seemed sufficient enough to set his plan in motion.
L stood up from his sitting position. He wandered around the room as he thought; the bottom of his loose jeans dragging against the concrete floor. This case would be unlike anything he had faced before. It was sure to be very very interesting.
Short, but sweet. Here ya go Mounkey! =D