"We're so grateful for you, Mr. Andy!" Our feisty, messy haired girl chirped in her usual childish manner. "First you don't mind at all that i accidentally threw a trash can at you, and now you called our school to explain our absence. And instead of another bad mark, we're going to get a special one for doing this interview!"

"Feh." The messy haired boy negatively responded in his usual poker face. In his hands were the additional paper that i've printed for the school to make this conversation official. "Why should we even care? Students could get early leaves many times there without any good reasons. Even Koizumi abused it for whatever witchcraft that witch needs to conduct!"

"Kaito! Don't you dare to call Akako-chan like that again, or Aoko will use that street sweeper's mop to give you that pain i've promised!"

It was really an amusing sight. Really, you couldn't went wrong with two of the silliest not-couple here, because whatever happened with them, it would've provided a delightful entertainment.

How silly they were? Just to give you the idea, these Ekoda High School students ended up stranded in Beika district, all because of one messed up train transit, caused by a bored Kuroba pulled a magic trick in the train and caused chaos. The next 20 minutes after both thrown off the rail consisted of fish throwing, mop swinging with other foreign objects smashing, rose tricks, and not too long before, yet another skirt pull.

The best part of it? They were stranded in train for reasons even they didn't know themselves.

"Now you two, i want to say that you two here is a great help for me. My schedules's getting tighter day by day, and meeting two prospective geniuses from Ekoda school meant that i could just conduct my job here instead."

"Kikiki! So in short you're not just trying to reignite your old flame of youth like the news said?"

Like i guessed. Kaito's already researched me to prepare in case that i meddled with his heists. "Let's just say that house rent's not going to pay by itself."

"So what are we going to discuss, Mister?"

"Well, i believe we're going to talk about detective stuffs, advanced style. Like...the likely chance that Kaitou Kid is actually a force of good."

"EEEH? Kaitou Kid a force of good? Are you pulling our legs here, Detective?"

Kaito whistled in obvious amusement, a dirty grin smeared his face. "This's gonna be an interesting discussion."

"Now Aoko-chan, please calm down. Let me explains first." I said to the very agitated Inspector's daughter. "If we used simple algorithm of good and evil that have been provided by laws, then it's undoubted that Kaitou Kid is up to no good, even with him giving back all the jewelry he stole. At best, he's a prankster who enjoyed the attention he brought to himself, and at worst, he's an independent anarchist, determined to show the world regarding what he sees as incompetency in Law and Justice by repeatedly upstaged the 1412 Task Force."

"If it's the latter case, then Aoko will beat him with her mop senseless as soon as father proved that he's wrong by caught him red-handed!"

Kaito slightly squirmed, definitely not amused in the slightest, and absolutely frightened in knowing the prospect of his childhood friend's mop frenzy attack at him. "Eh, and why you have...suspicions that Kaitou Kid's a good guy in the first place?"

"Because of that Phantom Lady." I said simply. "Phantom Lady was someone who was a gentlewoman thief that targeting jewelries, much like Kaitou Kid. Although Phantom Lady's much less...delicate and more willing to harm people in her way, not to mention other things that made her modus operandi very different with Kaitou Kid, me and my friends managed to connect all the dots about her crimes; It turned out that most of objects she stolen were connected with suspiciously shady businesses, mostly counterfeiting collector objects."

"Counterfeit?"

"Some of the best job ever done. Phantom Lady always returned all counterfeit objects she stolen, probably with intent to tell both police and black market that someone's making fool of everyone, but the nature of her crime were quiet...complicated. In fact, i still don't fully understand whether she done it out of realization or pure spite since she took a 2 years break before her final heist. And not long after, Kaitou Kid appeared and seized public's attentions."

The long silence aftermath was brief, but not without any awkwardness that made me felt anxious. "So...no one's going to voice their opinion on this matter?"

"Eh? We're supposed to?"

I nodded at the messy haired boy, before i explained without any prompt. I still need. "There used to be Phantom Lady, who crime's motivation was possibly to expose counterfeiting organization. Soon after she retired, Kaitou Kid appeared and replaced her as public's number one Phantom Thief. What did you two take from it?"

"Big fans of her? Her former assistance? Like, how should i know? I'm not their acquaintance as far as i know!"

Yeah right. "And your thought, Aoko-chan?"

"Since Kaitou Kid is an idiot with swollen head, i bet he did that because he thought he could overshadowed that Phantom Lady!"

I did a facepalm at both's short-sighted answer, albeit one was definitely deliberate. "Here i am, talking with two teen geniuses with I.Q. at least approached 250, and they gave me an answer that more like came from idiotic procrastinator."

"Hey! Don't pile me up with the likes of her!"

"It's Aoko who supposed to say that!"

These two were so childish! "Can't you two take it seriously for a while? You two being the ace in your school is the reason for why this interview can be conducted in the first place."

"Well, i know Aoko doesn't give a damn about that thief, but how about you, Kaito? You're a big fans of Kaitou Kid! I swear Aoko doesn't see any reason for why you went from hating him to basically worshiped him!" She accused her childhood friend, and gave me a fuel to suspect him in the process. Good job Aoko!

And suddenly, she pointed her accusing finger at me.

"And you, Mister Andy! I thought you wanted to put down Kid for good like Mr. Suzuki, but it looks like you're a big fans of him as well! How on earth a man obliged to make justice stand tall can support a petty thief like him?"

I only blinked at her, before a pain in my stomach alarmed me that i haven't took my medication. "Excuse me..." I muttered before i took a big gulp, and coughed a lot after that.

"Ah, i'm sorry, Mr. Andy! I didn't know that you're sick!"

Before Kaito ran his big mouth, i mentioned for him to stop, and somehow, i succeed. Maybe this sickness could worked out things for me... "It's okay. And i believe that as a detective, i owe you two my own deduction. And that is, originally, Kaitou Kid was created to distract people from Phantom Lady; Not only Kaitou Kid immediately appeared not long after Phantom Lady's last appearance, but Phantom Lady was seen with dark costume that blended with darkness, she's quiet violent in her heists, and there's no flashy public show from her at all asides from an advance notice." I said as i finally caught their interest. Even Kaito's poker face was now barely there. So this is the joy of epic de"Kaitou Kid, on the other hand, was flamboyant, wearing white at times doing his heists as if to be noticed even more, and to hammer the point even further to the home, he often put quiet hell of a show, almost like a magician on biggest set."

"So Aoko's right about Kaitou Kid wanted to upstage Phantom Lady?"

"Except he didn't do it because he's an egomaniac idiot. He did it because he wanted to carry out Phantom Lady's name and make people forget about her. You'll be surprised on how forgetful public can."

"But that's ridiculous! Why would any nobodies decided to replace a most wanted fugitive in public's eyes? Unless he wanted her to be away and...safe..."

"That's right." I looked at Aoko, who now has a shocked realization. "Kaitou Kid was born to overshadowed the Phantom Lady, allowed her to safely retired in the process. The last heist of Phantom Lady was coincidentally," I took my phone and showed them one of the many photos of Toichi Kuroba in Paris, gliding his Kid Costume, "The first time a man with his white Arsene Lupin costume fly sky high in the middle of night. He always returned the jewelry that he stole, not just because of that possible noble motive that they shared, but because he already has a gem that resided in his heart. That gem is the now safe Phantom Lady."

Me and Kaito stayed in silence after i spoke, waited for the still shaken Aoko Nakamori to show her reaction. Meanwhile, Kaito was rather unsettled by my deduction, either because he did not expect that i was this competent (which is quiet justified, as many publication regarding my investigation often ended in the killer getting the top billing while Andy's deductions that provided the necessary evidences ended as just another incriminating evidences, often without my name included), or the remark that Phantom Lady is Kaitou Kid's gem was simply too uncanny for him.

"Foolish."

"Eh?"

"If what you say's true, then all those police mockeries, bombastic heists, property damage, are just to show his love for another fellow thief? Don't you think that was just too much?"

"Love makes you crazy. And i might add that those shows might be for her protection as well."

"But to go this far? Aoko might think now that he's not that bad of a person, but if anything, you also showed that he's a complicit as well! Do you think that returning those jewels and love motivation would let him off the hook?"

Damn, now the situation became too sappy. This was supposed to be me having fun with DC/MK world and messing up with Conan and Kaito, dammit! But i still had a trick in my sleeve. "Who said that i wanted him to be let off his crime?"

"Eh? I thought you are sympathetic with his cause?"

"Just because i am, that doesn't mean i don't want to see justice bend itself over for Kaitou Kid. In fact," A playful smirk appeared in my face, and Kaito's mortified face showed that i DEFINITELY skirted his comfortable zone, "The next topic would be how justice would be dealt with our great magician thief."

"WHAT?"

"OOH!"

"First of all, Kaito." I looked at Kaito, who by now tried his best to not drop that indifferent poker mask of his. "Since you've been quiet in this discussion, which is not your usual self from what i read," Hahaha! If only Kaito knew that what i read is even worse than everything he could imagine... "And you're one of Kaitou's number one fans, not to mention you have a similar name," And poff! Gone that indifferent mask of his, replaced with something much more readable, and already filled with anxiety of the higher multitude "You have the honor, to start the discussion. Just remind you, we need to imagine what would happen if Kaitou Kid's reasons turned out to be very vain and petty."

"Well i, um..." The teenager, for the few time in his life, truly stumbling on his own words, "You'd think, eh..."

"SPILL IT OUT, KAITO!"

"AGH! Don't yell at me, Ahouko!" Said Kaito, which i almost added my agreement upon my discovery that her wail almost destroyed my left ear drum. "Uh...do you think that jail's not fitting for such a splendid and marvelous thief like him?"

"Oh, i knew you would bail him out!"

"No, Aoko. Kuroba-kun is right." I voiced my agreement in this matter. "Jail's just too...usual for our thief, not to mention a waste of his talents. Also, have you read comic book like Batman? The bad guys always find a way to get out in no time."

"But that's comic book stuff! Real life's much more complicated than that, Great Detective!"

You mean real life really had people who could imitate virtually everyone? Get real. "But my point still intact. Kaitou Kid could've escaped from jail by himself, even with the most isolated jails like Italian Jails for mafias, not to mention his fans who would be very angered by mention of their idol being treated inhumanly just for what could constitute as years of practical jokes."

"Ugh, fine! No jail for Kid!"

Oh, Kaito. Don't relax yet. "Well since we've agreed, let's hear what i have in mind. How about...ten years of Community Services?"

"WHAT?"

"Eh. Good enough, i guess."

"But those would be an extraordinary, peculiar kinds of Community Services! And yes, i meant to say it in plural! Hahahahaha!" The feel of letting my imaginations and childish side is always glorious, and this was no exception. "How about...teaching magic to kids every Friday!"

"OOOH! Aoko likes it! And not just every kind of kids!" Aoko began to catch up, not surprising considering her childishness. "The naughtiest kids of all! The kind of kids who always ended up in detention centers! Let that Kid tastes his own medicine!"

"For being a naughty kid?"

"For being a naughty Kid."

"No Christmas, no parole. Hehehe."

"Ehehehehehe..."

Me and Aoko's evil laughter soon echoed the park, sending shivers into Kaito's bones and some poor pedestrians that happened to pass us. Finally, i asked, "Something bothered you, Kuroba-kun?"

"Eh...are you trying to teach Aoko how to become a sadist?"

I smiled, and mentioned to Aoko to stay silent. "But this is just a little fun game that we have! Just because we're planning the sadistic ways to torture Kid-Sama, that doesn't mean we really enjoy violence."

"Well, you maybe right, but...don't you think we also need to adjust for some crimes he exposed and-"

"Oh, Aoko knows the best one here!" Obviously, Aoko was on her own world here. "How about...Kaitou Kid become detective for police! And without any salaries!"

"Can't he at least get minimum wage?" Our Kid Sympathizer talked. Obviously, he did not enjoy the fact that i encouraged Aoko to mess with him when it was the time to reveals his secret identity.

"Fine. One yen per month for him then."

"Hey! That's not what i meant!"

"Up to yours, Bakaito!"

It was really a good time, a little reminder that in spite of their potentially more tragic backstory, KaitoAoko had it better than the guys from Detective Conan. No shrunken body, no evil master of disguise, much more visible evil organization, and their own much less subtle agents.

Ring! Ring!

My phone rang loudly, without any of these two even bothered by it. However, i do, considered my luck since last night.

Oh. It was a notification for my email. For some reasons i set it to be rather long.

Looks like my OC here is even weirder than i thought.

Dear Andy,

Japanese Police Force just decided that in addition to your visit to schools in Tokyo, you also going to help their undercover agents in their missions.

I've advised them against giving you one of the more dangerous cases they have, but it seemed like it's all up to you and your little talk with their brown-skinned agent in your closest cafe.

So here's my advise: Just order what your sweet tooth usually handle. Unless you really, REALLY wanted to recapture your old glory, then don't say anything and avoid any mentions regarding strong alcoholic beverages, or you'll get the wrong thing, possibly from more than one interested party.

Your Interpol Friend that responsible for your current housing in the first place,

Hafi Delia

I blinked. And again.

So the police want me to talk with Amuro Tooru/ Furuya Rei for whatever mission they have for me? And my friend already knew something about the BO, Rei's and wanted me to avoid to create any confusion?

Oh dear. What could this mean?

I knew: Another bad event for this bad night and day.

"Um, guys?" My excuse went unheard by the bickering couple. I tensed, and screamed, "HEI!"

"Eh?"

"Something wrong?"

"I'm afraid that i have to go now. My...agents want to have a private talk somewhere."

Kaito's eyebrow twitched. Oo. Seems like i gave a wrong impression. If he followed me...

"It's just the police. They want to have some little chat about that riddle they got since last week."

"Is it related to Kid?" Surprisingly, it came from Kaito. Guess he wanted to keep his facade better too.

"I'm afraid not, Kuroba-kun. Well, i'd better go now."

"Wait!" I looked at Kaito, who was holding my bottle of medicine. "You forgot this."

He threw it, and i caught it.

...And it exploded, turned my hair into something ridiculous.

"AHAHAHAHA!"

"Kuroba Kaito! You're so infuriating!"

"Hey, this's your bottle! And just reminder of your panties today, Aoko...Ooh, white!"

"BAKAITO! YOU'RE SO DEAAAAAD!"

And so there they go again, with that mop chase scene (as well as other flying objects scattered) while i just keep walking, trying to ignore the curious and patronizing look from people on the street.

-dd-

"Tooru Amuro. My disguise name by the way."

"Andy Utina." I greeted him back. "You took your cover up name from Amuro Ray?"

"Well yes, because..." He looked at the obviously most revealing thing for me. "You really can't do anything to your hair before you go here?"

"I was from the park that was 40 minutes away, and judging from your undercover job, we only have time before your shift in this cafe."

"Ah." He simply said, before he smiled at me. "Well, it's not like you're going into formal meeting here, and your crazy hair here might be useful to avoid any suspicions."

"Yeah. I could've simply passed as one of the drunk old guys who left to rot here in my friend's birthday."

"And even if one of the baddies looked at you, no one would guessed that someone in such a ridiculous predicament regarding his hair would be in a hurry for secret meeting. Clever. Come in."

The place where we talked was just one of the worker rest area. With the exception of the requirement for me to slouch a little to appear shorter and bulkier while walking like a drunk donkey, there's nothing unusual happened. My own headache also helped my disguise.

"So what did you take? Bourbon, Rye, Gin, Whisky?"

"Ugh. Can't remember a damn thing. Lucky thing is i still have my old liquor here."

"So you're completely new here...i guess you just have yourself in this country too."

"Well, i have my contacts for help if you asked. But does that means i'm not up for the job?"

"On contrary, sir!" He said cheerfully. "This means that we're going to even need each others's support more, right?"

More like i'm going to be so indebted to you that i'd sided with JSDF than FBI even if i don't want to. Hell, i could be classified as double agent if i accepted. "Well, i guess. So...what's the deal here?"

His face turned much serious now, even with his playful smile that still stayed. "We need you to investigate FBI's presence in Japan. As you might know, FBI needed to have at least a good amount of coordination in their foreign business. We can't let them do...foul plays without we know about them, do we?"

"What lead do you have?" I said, as if i knew that he had something in mind.

"One of PSB undercover agent was murdered...by the hand of Shuichi Akai, undercover from FBI, which we know as the most active foreign agency organization in recent years. I saw it by my own eyes, how he claimed that traitors shall be punished accordingly."

And for the few time, Rei Furuya looked furious.

"So we already know the murderer. What else do i have to find?"

"We need stronger evidences. To show that PSB Agent's murder was really came from rogue agent, or at least an agent who has almost free reign of himself. Without it, FBI in Japan may come into crisis of trust, and we might be lost into meaningless proxy war while this shadow organization benefited from this. And for reminders, my bosses already discussed about possibility of FBI's ill intents on us, so we might have no time left."

Feuh. At least he recognized that FBI's one of the good guys. Or at least, acknowledged their importance. "Tell me more about Shuichi Akai."

He smiled. Seemed like we're going to be a good partner here. "He's very secretive, so i don't know anything that could be useful."

"Or maybe you already are." I said, surprised him a little and prompted me to explain, "A very detached man like him probably hold even more secrets in his pocket than your average secret agent's closet. Also, he tends to trust very few people in his circle, and those people probably still did not know everything, or even anything about what he did. I'd say we're dealing with an agent that probably acts on his own accords."

My dark-skinned agent smiled at my discovery. "Looks like i picked the right bird."

"Ah. So you know about my nickname?"

"Yeah. And a good one too." He said before he gave a speculation on my name. "Birds of prey means many kind of predators. From the fast birds like falcons to the night dwellers as owls...your vast skills in many objects, such as debus and a little hacking as well really allowed you to be many kind of raptors. Although i wonder why you have a reputation to be slow while several of your deductions showed otherwise, such as your live deduction on that TV when they wanted to expose you as overrated celebrity."

I smiled, before i asked him a question that showed my question regarding my transparency status here. "Just how many things they know about me?"

"This? Oh, that's just between you and me. Although i can't guaranteed regarding my higher ups."

"Anything else i need to know? My slowness is just related to my ability to fully solve cases by the way. Just because i'm slow in closing impossible murder, that doesn't mean i'm slow in figuring the obvious ones."

"I suspected that Subaru Okiya, the man who currently resided in Kudo Mansion, as his disguise." He said, ignored my explanation regarding my perceived slowness in public, albeit with good reason as not wasting any time. "Although he already proved that he's not him, one of our last meeting revealed that he's left-handed, unlike what happened when i confronted him about his identity. Also, he tends to wear clothes that not reveal anything, most of time including high coat."

"Looks like less load for me; I already going to investigate that missing detective too."

"Catching two prey with one catch, eh?"

"You can say that again." I said with a smile. "Anything else?"

"This is something personal and unrelated to the mission, but..." Furuya had a bit of solemn look in his face. "Akai...already said that he regretted what he has done. I...i'm sorry, but i don't even know what should i do next. God, i really hate his guts, you know? No amount of sorry would make me forgive him, not even when he's forced to say so in the deepest of hell."

Should i push him even further, so he mentioned about that thumb which was not splattered with his blood and the conclusion that Akai forced him to do suicide? That way, i could mention the possibility that Akai only spoke about Scotch being the traitor and looked like he just killed him for whatever reason while Akai actually did not killed him in the first place? But this matter was heavy, because from that we could conclude the only thing that would clear up Akai's name as...

Rei's footsteps on the staircase, frightened Scotch and made him committed suicide. Rei, was the one who caused his friend's unnecessary death when Shu's already there without doing any harmful thing, probably even managed to temporarily prevented his suicide by telling him that he's ready to hide him in the first place.

No. I can't tell him now, or even push me. He'd just get defensive against a stranger like me for suggesting such a horrifying event. But i'll definitely tell him sooner than ever. We all have crows ready to be feasted, after all.

"Seems like neither do i."

He was baffled by me.

"Your mission seemed to be fueled by personal vengeance as well, Mister...I'm sorry that i sound rude here, but it seems that you're in no shape mentally for any further discussion, even for any positive or negative encouragement. I'd just say that i'll do my best to solve this case, Mr. Amuro."

"Yeah...good luck for you. Thank you for knowing that i needed some space."

As we left to say goodbye, i wondered about one thing that we hadn't discuss.

Rei's willingness to use his friends to harm Jodie and Camel, just to make sure that Akai would confess.

Furuya Rei...you're the biggest threats for FBI and Japanese Secret Police's harmony. And i will make sure that you won't do anything reckless again.

But first, i need a way to contact the FBI and- "Oooh..."

Soon enough, my headaches came back. As i took my last sip from the bottle, i decided that i would spend the rest of this horrible day sleeping in my bed.

All the while trying to ignore the fact that i've been linked into several national crisis within just 5 days, all because i was trapped in a self-insert character that i did not even made.

Speaking of which, this body was surprisingly very accommodate my real self, only much taller and with ability to tolerance pain and sleeping gas (and possibly slight invulnerability against slash wounds, if my theory that debus here would be just as exaggerated as martial arts here). The only question is...

I knew this body was holding deep secrets that old Andy wanted to bury away. But why?

-dd-

So this is it! I'm being dragged into FBI and NPA's conflict! Would i managed to contact Jodie and friends first? Or there would be extra, last effort measures, such as telling someone about my dirty secrets? Or would i being dragged by BO first? Find out next, on Case Solved!