Disclaimer: Detective Conan is not mine. The series belongs to its creator, Gosho Aoyama, and I'm just borrowing the characters and scenery to create these short tales.

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Drabble 6: Cluelessness, thy Name is Boy.

Premise: Another mystery for Conan to solve. This one isn't a murder mystery, shocking!

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They both followed professions that didn't believe in ghosts.

She didn't believe in ghosts because even if she didn't know why, she believed that every abnormal phenomenon could be scientifically explained. Where's the mysticism in that?

If you asked him, he would scoff at the idea of ghosts. Why? They're just stories used to scare others. How scared could you possibly get if your job requires you to examine dead bodies frequently? Because it was hard to muster up any fear for the supernatural, he could approach every ghostly "mystery" with a clear logical mind.

Which was why he was rather confused when Ai let out a "Kyaa" and squeezed his arm tighter every time someone mentioned the word 'ghost.' Oddly, the other children thought nothing of it. But then again, the other girl had his other arm in a choke hold, and the two taller boys were doing a poor job of hiding behind him.

He wasn't able to save his arms, but he finally figured out the trick. A small electrical discharge, a large loop of wire, and an interesting trinket created this ghost.

Once outside, Conan pulled Haibara aside. He rotated his right arm a little, trying to will feeling back into the limb as they slowed down, letting the other children outdistance them so that they could speak privately.

"What?" Ai finally asked in an innocent tone of voice.

"You know what." he replied. "I know you don't believe in ghosts." he accused. "What are you up to?"

She paused briefly. Then she leaned forward until their faces were almost touching.

He gulped.

"Do you really think I am up to something" Ai paused and an enigmatic smirk appeared on her face, "...Mr. Detective?"

"Hey you two, hurry up!" Mitsuhiko shouted. If anything, Ai's smirk seemed to grow larger as she turned and leisurely strolled over to the three waiting children.

Conan shrugged and trotted after them.

Years later, Conan and Ai would recall this moment and others before they laughed at his cluelessness.

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A/N: Thanks to Miyano Ran for pointing out that Ai was slightly out of character.