Force
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The initial meetings the day before had gone as he'd hoped. Now, with the appropriate people interested in their plan (without giving away too much information) it was just a matter of gathering them here, and getting things rolling. They had, on purpose, made it so that the time frame for getting things done was as small as possible from now until they actually needed to move, which was tomorrow night.
Not only did this decrease the chance of someone they didn't want finding out the details and tipping their enemies off, but it would force them to work together or lose this chance. Shinichi was determined to see this end here whether they liked it or not. He wanted to go back to his regular life damn it, and maybe take a greater interest in thief chasing.
No need to tell anyone that he had no plans to 'catch' said thief in a traditional manner... Shinichi promptly smacked his head against the nearest wall, shoved away from it, and stalked off to join their little gathering.
Pausing outside the room he listened in to see what was going on. If anyone asked he'd just tell them (if they were in the know) that it was left over habit from Conan, to everyone else it was left over paranoia from 'working undercover.' He was pretty sure his mother would understand it was just an innate need to make an entrance, though.
"I should have known you'd be here Kudou-kun!" Megure-keibu's voice said. "Are you the mastermind behind this?"
"Actually, no," his father murmured. "That would be–" Shinichi stepped around the door and strolled into the midst of the gathering then, smirk fully in place, his hands tucked into his pockets. "my son."
The amused looks he was getting from his parents told him they knew what he'd just done, but he just shrugged it off and proceeded to introduce himself to the people who didn't know him.