Hello! In Vancouver still. (This keyboard sucks) time for the next chapter.

"Did I see something?" Ayumi turned to Conan questionably.

"I didn't see anything, why?" Conan replied.

"Nan-dim-oi-ni-ne! (Nothing) Ayumi waved her hands in the air.

"I believe you, Ayumi-chan! you would never lie! I'm going to go check!" Genta hollered. he stomped away, giving Conan a dirty eye on his way out. A drop of sweat dripped down Conan's face.

"I'll join you, Genta-kun!" Mitsuhiko declared. He grabbed Genta-kun's hand, and joined him.

"Guys…" Conan sighed.

"What? Are you protesting?" Genta and Mitsuhiko growled.

"Chou, chou! (No, no) Conan gave off cheesy smile that only Ai-chan could detect. She shook her head, giving the high school detective a sly look. Conan shot back a message, using eye contact. She responded with a smile.

"What?" Haibara Ai questioned.

"Never mind…" Conan said.

"What are you two talking about?" Ayumi-chan tilted her head to the right. Both Genta and Mitsuhiko were leaving the room, but first saw Ayumi's cute expression and rushed back.

'Aw! Ayumi-chan is so cute,' both Mitsuhiko and Genta thought. As they thought that, Gin had already disappeared like a cloud of smoke. There for when they had finally gone outside, there was no one in sight.

"Aw! I guess that the person is gone now?" Genta looked down.

"What if there wasn't anyone?" Mitsuhiko asked.

"No! there was someone! Ayumi couldn't have lied!" Genta screamed in Mitsuhiko's face.

"Maybe she didn't lie, she just made a simple and honest mistake?" Mitsuhiko pointed out. Genta looked down, rethinking the possibility over and over.

"Maybe… but I don't think that Ayumi-chan would make a mistake…" Genta blushed.

"Who knows…" Mitsuhiko blushed as well. "…LOOK! There are foot prints!" (Note, there is a little snow because it's winter. It snowed the previous day.)

"They look new! Let's go tell the others!" Genta-kun cheered.

"Ya!" They both ran back into the house and reported what they had seen. Conan was the first to leave, he ran out the doors and examined the footprints.

'Knew it! Someone was ease dropping on their conversation. The foot prints stop by out window and paced around like talking on a phone.' Conan gridded his teeth. 'That meant that someone knew that he was actually Kudo Shinichi… his friends life could be in danger. Ran could be in danger.

"Sxar!" (The D word in Japanese) Conan mumbled under his clouded breath. His breath was able to be seen in the cold air, like frost on a summer day.

"What?" Ayumi-chan questioned Conan's anger.

"Someone might know my identity…" Conan explained.

"NANI?!" (What!?)Ayumi yelled.

"Wait here for one minute…" Conan told Ayumi.

"Joto-maite!" (Wait one second) Ayumi stretched out her hand at Conan.

"I'll be back soon!" Conan reassured Ayumi and ran off after the footprints.

The high school detective, Kudo Shinichi ran after the path of footprints. He was very lucky, there was not many people out that day so he had an easy time tracing the footprints to its owner. Before long he had found the owner of the steps, and his blood turned as cold as ice. Not because it was so cold outside, but because he saw a black Porsche 356A, Gin's car.

Before he could react, someone came up behind Conan and covered his mouth and nose, forcing him to pass out. The person uncovered Conan's mouth, seeing that he had passed out from suffocation.

The person behind him was dressed in all black and wore a black fez like thing on top of his long blond hair. The person's code name was… GIN.

"So this is what the great high school detective. Kudo Shinichi has become… a weak first grader, he, he, he." Gin laughed. He stuffed Conan into the truck of his Porsche, not caring if he made Conan uncomfortable. He was already pissed that he had to take a hostage… he just wanted to use his Beretta M9 to dispose of that little annoying kid, but he had, had strict orders from the boss to NOT kill. He cursed under his breath and climbed into the driver seat and drove off.

Sorry, short chapter. I'm in Canada visiting friends and they are MAKING me hang out with them… not my fault. I might not be able to post tomorrow or for a few more days because of friends. They already didn't want me to write this chapter, this might be goodbye for a few days :(

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