Chapter 42: Heisei Holmes in Ancestral Grounds part 1
It's been annoying me for ages, so I've decided to call Shinichi's weapon a ScalPen since that's what it is; a scalpel and a pen. Calling it a Pen Knife gives off the wrong connotation.
"But Haibara, I don't know which one she'd like better"
"You are the one who's known her for the longest. As a result surely you should have the better knowledge to deduce which she would prefer. I don't know why you deem asking me is useful."
"Because present company doesn't know who she is, I hope, and you are a woman. Hopefully you'd know whether what I buy is appropriate for a girl. I'm on dangerous ground with her at the moment and I'm trying to make it better not worse"
"Alright then Kudo, tell me what you are thinking of getting her."
"The thing is where I am currently is not really the best place to buy a souvenir from. There are… memories… related to this place that are just going to make her hate me even more"
"*sigh* really Kudo, can you do nothing right when it comes to love?"
"Oh, and you have experience do you?"
"Maybe not, but I certainly know what not to do unlike you. Anyway, where are you at the moment? You didn't tell me."
"I'm in London."
There is a snigger from down the phone "Oh really Kudo, now I see your problem. Sending her a souvenir from the place where you confessed to her. That's just too funny. Excuse me a second whilst I collect myself"
That's right. Shinichi is currently in London, England, searching for a souvenir to send to Ran like he promised he would. He was backing himself up just in case he did end up on TV. If he did, and Ran saw but didn't receive a gift, she'd no doubt phone him up to complain. Luckily enough he's stayed as far away from Big Ben as possible since he doesn't want to relive memories of that particular night.
"You're a troublesome and tough case, you know. With all of these distracting emotions… Even if I was Holmes, It'd still be impossible to figure out. The Heart of the girl whom one likes, how can one accurately deduce that?"
"Ha ha very funny Haibara. Now do you see why I wanted your advice?" Although he's considering rethinking his options for opinions. Maybe he should have asked Haru or Kyoko instead. They wouldn't laugh at him.
"I think the answer is pretty obvious Meitantei. Get her something English rather than from London specifically"
"Of course. We should have time to go somewhere else to get her a gift." Of course they would have time. Schedules and time limits meant totally different things when you could teleport around the world in an instant.
"Good, now if you don't mind, I'd like to return to bed. Or have you forgotten the time difference? 9 hours is a large difference you know. In fact, I should be compensated for my lack of sleep."
Shinichi knew that tone. "What do you want?" he asks half-heartedly. He can hear Haibara's smile over the phone
"Hmm, there are lots of Designer Boutiques in London, I believe a new purse is in order."
Trust Haibara to go for the designer fashion. "Are you trying to break me?" he asks in shock. Designer stuff wasn't cheap.
"Oh? Does the Internationally High Standing V.F. Corporation not pay their detective a lot?"
Shinichi huffs. "Fine. I'll get you a purse. Now shouldn't little girls be off to bed? I wouldn't want to ruin your beauty sleep."
"Good Night Kudo" and she hangs up the phone.
Shinichi sighs and shuts his own phone returning it to its place in his jacket pocket. Walking out of the shop he was in, he walks over to a bridge and leans against the side, watching the boats go about their ways. Knowing that no one would bother paying attention to him with the busy crowds on the bridge, he brings out his ScalPen and twirls it absently in his fingers. He can't feel anyone watching him, so he deems it safe to actually start writing. It wasn't as if anyone could see the Flame Ink after all, so he would look like any other University student gazing over the London outline.
[To Bermuda]
I'm done for now. Ready for assessment to begin.
[To Shinichi]
Affirmative. Assessment 1 to start in 2 minutes. Proceed northwards until Spark.
Shinichi was still startled by Bermuda's Flames every now and again. Of course this must be how the others felt when he messaged them without warning. He'd heard Reborn mutter to himself once that he'd have to train the others not to jump at the sudden appearance of his Flame Messages since it might give something up to any enemies watching them. But what surprised him even more was the fact that Bermuda still retained his Star Flames at all. According to what he'd been told, all the Flame was removed by Iron Mask, killing the Arcobaleno bearer. It was only quick injection of Night Flames that saved them and turned the Arcobaleno into Vindice. So following the logic Bermuda should be dead or only have Night Flames. He had asked Bermuda about this once before.
"Iron Mask was a fool. He underestimated the Power the Star and Moon Flames held. Both me and the Moon Arcobaleno managed to inject Night Flames into the Pacifiers quick enough to preserve some of our original Flames. They are weak, but enough to be able to teach you with. I do not need my Star Flames any more. I now only live for revenge, revenge against Him, and as such, these Night Flames fill my veins."
Shinichi had not liked the mood Bermuda was now in and had stopped the conversation there. He had noticed that Bermuda never mentioned who the Moon Arcobaleno was, but had confirmed the existence of one.
Walking northwards on the bridge Shinichi keeps a close eye on his Star ring, waiting for the Spark. He needed this to work, he wished for this to work more than he had wished for anything before. In fact, even the fact he was wishing in the first place contested to the fact he wanted this badly. Wishes were not logical things and had no real effect on the world. The only effect wishes had were physiological ones- which Shinichi supposed had their own merit. But back to the point, Shinichi kept his eyes like a hawk on his ring waiting for even the tiniest flutter of Star Flames to be released. He was ready to run at a moment's notice. He was ready. Ready to try and save a life before it disappeared from this world forever.
Bermuda had said in 2 minutes. So it would happen soon. In 5…4…3…2…1…
Now.
Shinichi's eyes widen before immediately narrowing as his Flame flares into life on his ring. A quick glance around him shows that no one has keeled over, no one is coughing, there are no gleams of weapons. The Flame contests to that, drawing him forwards and in the direction of an alley way to his right. Trainers send grit flying in the air as Shinichi sprints off, heedless of the shouts of bystanders who are only in his way. I will get there. I won't be late. I'll do it. I'll save a life.
Faster and faster he runs, hands gripping corners to retain his speed. A left is next, a door slams behind him as he barrels through it. Feet thump as he pounds up the stairs, following the tug the Star Ring is providing. All he can hear is the rhythm of his feet and the blood in his ears as he hyper focuses in the task before him. He couldn't fail now. Not when there was finally a chance of getting to a warm body instead of cold glassy eyes. Ah, this floor. Shinichi takes a right, runs down the corridor, numbers of rooms all becoming an inconsequential blur. One room. That's all he needs. One room!
And that's when he hears it. Past his thumping feet and heartbeat there is another sound. A struggle, a muffled scream, a breaking vase. Three doors down, Two doors down, another scream- loud enough to be heard by everyone-, The next room. This one!
His Flame flares brighter, his black sparkled world agreeing that this is the place he needs to be. An adrenaline fuelled kick breaks down the door, opening to the scene of the Murder. No it wasn't a Murder, no one had died yet. It was a killing, the 'ing' representing the present-ness of the act. For before him is a boy, mid 20's, strangling a teenage girl to death. Anger fills the male's eyes, gritted teeth and a red face add to the emotion. A broken vase is at their feet, blood from cut feet staining the carpet black. The man looks at Shinichi in shock at the sudden entrance. The Killer's eyes open wide and he drops the girl in his grasp. She falls like a stringless doll to the floor. From here Shinichi can't tell whether she is dead or alive. She's pale, he can't see her chest moving, but if he acts quickly there might be the chance of saving her.
He raises his watch, mercilessly drugging the Male to sleep, not wanting the man to run or to continue to attack the girl or even him. The Dart hits, so small that the target doesn't even see it fly through the air. The male falls backwards and onto a sofa in the living area, away from the girl at his feet. Shinichi rushes over to the girl and removes the Curtain Tieback the man had been using to cut off her air supply. His face comes close to hers, hoping to feel even the faintest tickle of air against his cheek… But nothing comes. A hand flies to her throat, but no pulse. To her Wrist, but again no pulse. In a last ditch attempt he presses his ear against her chest, hoping to hear her heart beating strong.
But it's not.
Damn it, Damn it Damn it!
In a very vain and maybe not totally sane attempt to save this woman's life, Shinichi attempts to restart her heart, breathing oxygen back into her lungs. But even after a few vigorous minutes of performing CPR, it's no use. So Shinichi stops trying. Sitting shocked and limp against the wall, Shinichi phones an ambulance and the police informing them about the body and the murder. For now it was one. A murder. There would be no attempted added to the front of this man's crime.
He had failed.
Maybe he should have worded his wish better. When he had said he wanted to arrive to a warm body instead of cold glassy eyes, he had meant the victim to still be alive, not just barely dead. How cruel fate was to him. The presence of Night Flames comforts him for a moment, warming him against the theoretical cold of the room. It's kind of like Tsuna's Flame in the way Shinichi recognises it, feels some connection to it. Some very weird feeling of belonging or home. He has no clue why he feels so, but then again he had no idea why he felt like that around Tsuna either. These Flames were so weird some times.
"Verdict: assessment 1 fail."
"Hn, I think I can tell that Bermuda." Snaps Shinichi.
"But the good news is that you only failed by 10 seconds. And that's a vast improvement to the 3 minutes of the Black Wolf Murder you handled in Beika." Explains Bermuda, looking down at the huge notebook in his hands- the one that's almost as big as he is. His voice isn't very comforting though, just as blank and matter-a-factual as usual. For they only deal in Facts. In the Cold Hard Facts.
"Che, 3 minutes, 10 seconds, what's the difference? It might as well have been an hour for all the good it'll do. It doesn't change the fact that this woman is dead. And nothing is going to bring her back." Shinichi looks away from the body, no longer able to bring himself to look at the person he failed.
Bermuda looks down in pity at the boy for a moment, before that's hidden once more under a mask of gentle indifference. "You know what you need to do then. Place this man in prison to atone for his crimes and then move on. Keep on training and improve that time until it's in the minuses. You are not with me for a holiday. So stop moping about and stand back up Star User. We Star Users do not let a life go to waste. So let this woman fuel your resolve and save the next life you come across. You've caught her murderer so her life is already not a waste since he shall not commit his Sin again."
It was at times like these that it really hit Shinichi that Bermuda was not a baby. At times like this his aura was that of the man he used to be, somehow occupying more space than the infant body should. In the back of his mind Shinichi wondered whether Tsuna ever felt like this with Reborn. He suspected Tsuna did. But Bermuda was right. It was no use moping over this unnamed woman's death. He should just remember her and move on, use this experience as motivation to train harder.
And indeed Shinichi had to pull his Detective Mask back on quickly for the beat of booted feet was coming closer every second. Bermuda disappears in the Black Vortex of Night Flames before the police can feel his overbearing presence. Shinichi knew he'd be watching; Bermuda always was.
Leaning forwards, he closes the woman's eyes before facing the police force and ambulance members as they walk in the door.
"Ahh, Good Afternoon Gentlemen. My name is Shin"
"Ahh, I know you. You are that guy who went toe to toe with KID and came out with KID's monocle on your face. You've been getting a name in Italy ever since. You're Japanese Detective of the East, Heisei Holmes Shinichi Kudo." Says one young police officer, stars in his eyes.
Shinichi laughs carelessly if slightly embarrassedly. "Sounds like someone knows who I am. Been keeping track of me have you?" The man blushes to have been caught like that.
"Well Sir, I just respect you for what you have managed to do at such a young age. " splutters the Officer. Shinichi smiles in reassurance.
"Well we aren't here to discuss my career. We're here to deal with this murder." All the men in the room turn serious. Shinichi steps out of the way to let the police officers work. He knew that things would be better if he automatically took the lead. He didn't want them asking unneeded questions that he couldn't give reasonable answers to. Starting with 'why are you here?'
So he answers that question himself. "At approximately 14:20 I was walking up the stairs on my way to visit the shop on the top floor, at this time I heard a scream- the other's in this corridor should be able to contest to that" Sure his Stab Observation skill had picked up the first scream but the second one a few moments later would have been heard by anyone. "I ran down here to find the source of the scream and heard a vase break in this room" and here he points to the pieces currently being picked up by gloved hands as evidence "along with the sounds of a struggle. I kicked the door down and found the male over there strangling the girl with that Curtain Tieback. I subdued him to stop him harming the girl once more." The police officers nod, agreeing with his logic. Shinichi knew they weren't going to find the dart, as small as the pin prick was, nor was the tranquiliser a traceable one. Agasa was good like that. "I-I attempted to keep the girl alive, but by the time I had arrived in the room i-it was too late." Shinichi hated the tiny quiver in his voice. Surely the police would see it as a weakness. They'd see a 19 year old boy unfit for this dark world.
But the police didn't see that. They didn't see that at all. So they let him stay, treating the investigation like normal. Shinichi answered questions, gave his evidence again and again until they were done with him. He escorted the Murderer to the Police Station and interrogated him over his reasoning's. Shinichi knew he didn't need his Star Flame on to understand this crime, but he did so anyway. And just like he suspected the girl had wanted to run away from the drunk abusive boyfriend, threatening to call the police. He'd gotten mad and killed her to shut her up. Yeah sure he'd only planned to scare her into staying with him, scare some sense into her.
Whilst he tunes out the broken ramblings of the man in front of him, knowing the other Police Officer in the room would handle things for a moment, Shinichi turns his Star Flames on Full and looks over what his Pen had written recently: Star Recollection.
Empty places where ornaments should have been due to lack of dust.
China shards near the bookcase floor
Glass under the sofa
Blood Shot eyes and other signs of alcoholism in the Male's facial features.
Scratch marks on the Male's face and arms, signs of the girl struggling back.
Bruises of varying colours on the girl's arms
Black eye on the Girl
Look of long term anger in Male's eyes and body posture
It was that last one that Shinichi wouldn't have noticed before, not without these Flames and not without this new training. Long term anger was something that he had witnessed a lot of in the Prisoners at the Vendicare. And not that he'd tell Bermuda, but he'd witnessed it in the Boss of the Vindice and his Subordinates. Shinichi assumed they were angry with Iron Mask for what he had done to them.
When all was done with the case Shinichi knew there was something more to do. Yet one more boring trial to get through: The Media. God knows how but the Media had caught wind of his participation in this Murder case and were swarming outside to question him. And whilst he didn't like talking to the media in general, it was something he had to do. He desired status as an Internationally Known Detective, not just in Japan and Italy. Hence why these Assessments were happening in a different country.
"Question Acknowledged. Answer: Kudo Shinichi, Vongola Decimo's Guardian of the Star is not currently at the Vendicare European Water Prison"
"What?" Asks Kaito and Mukuro at the same time. They had climbed up a frickin' mountain, in the freezing cold, dealt with Mother Nature's Blizzards and Illusionists, not to mention each other, just to find out Shinichi WASN'T here.
"Then where is he?" asks Kaito. Really, was Lady Luck not looking over him anymore?
"Question Acknowledged: Answer:" Says the Vindice, but instead of verbally telling them another Vindice walks out of the Vendicare, leads of a television trailing behind him.
"We're here live in London where Japanese Detective Shinichi Kudo has just solved yet another murder!"
"Shinichi's in England? But he was here just a second ago. I felt it." Complains Kaito, almost whining.
"And here he is. So Mr Kudo, can you give us your opinion on the case?"
Kaito turns to the television and sees Shinichi on the screen. But there's something wrong. Shinichi doesn't look right. Kaito can tell, he can see it in his posture. Something's wrong with Shinichi.
"Flan, Ken, Chikusa, we're leaving. We are-"
"Would you shut up for a moment?" shouts Kaito in anger as he stalks over to the TV. Mukuro raises his chin in defiance but shuts up anyway. Kaito intently watches the television, listening to the story being woven. He watches Shinichi, the way he talks- if only they'd do a close up of his face he could be sure.
"Hey, Vindice Guard. Take me to Shinichi now!" demands Kaito. The Kokuyo Gang can't believe that Kaito has the audacity to order a Vindice Guard of all people around.
"Reason?" asks the Vindice Guard in return. The Kokuyo Gang's eyes widen at this. The Vindice Guards were okay with this? They would have expected some kind of retaliation by now.
"Your Boss, the Star Arcobaleno once said that Shinichi needs people by his side to stop his Star Flames going wild right? Well I want to be there."
"But his Flames are in no danger of going wild at this moment" informs the Guard.
"I don't care about that. Shinichi's in a bad mood over whatever has happened and he needs some cheering up. I don't think Bermuda can do that, can you? I know Shinichi and he's careless when in this type of mood. He's going to do something stupid if no one keeps an eye on him. I already told you I came here to stay with Shinichi. I want to help him become a better detective. I'm not like some people over there who just want to take him away from you for selfish reasons"
Ken starts to argue over that fact, but he is ignored.
"Reasoning Justified. Permission Granted. Step this way Vongola Decimo's Guardian of the Moon." Agrees the Guard. Kaito steps towards the Guard not holding the TV. This Guard takes a step backwards and waves a hand to his side. In the wake of the cape, a Black Vortex appears. Kaito and the Guard step through and disappear.
"What? You're letting him go and not us? That's not very fair of you Vindice." Growls Ken. He didn't know what had Kaito so worried, Shinichi seemed fine to him.
"The Mist has no place in the Night." Cryptically answers the Vindice Guard before stepping back inside the gates of the Vendicare Prison. The gates close with a resounding clang.
He'd been free to choose anywhere to take these assessments but he had chosen England on purpose. It was a joke really (until he'd realised they would be going to London of all places) and a little stab at a certain other Detective. Kaito would like it too. If he were here.
"Have you ever heard of another Detective called Saguru Hakuba?"
"Are you trying to move in on his territory?"
Shinichi wanted to laugh. He looks out into the crowd for a moment to stop himself from laughing. And there in the crowd, he finds Kaito of all people. It seemed like one of those 'call the devil's name and so he shall appear' moments. Their eyes meet just as the second question is asked. Kaito grins, laughing himself. He can tell from the twinkle in Shinichi's that the answer is Yes, he had come to England to annoy Hakuba for him. Kaito's life would be a hell of a lot easier without the detective making accusations (correct ones admittedly) all of the time.
Shinichi laughs at the question. "Of course I'm not. Like I said during the New Year's International Phantom Thief 1412 Heist, I'm traveling all over the world to learn more about being a detective. England was just the next stop after Italy. Who knows where I'll end up next?" He stares right at the nearest camera at that, sending a very direct message to certain people in Black. Catch me if you can.
This prompts more questions about said heist and his career in general. Eventually he wishes that these Media Crows would just shut up and leave him alone. And that's when 'his V.F. Manager' steps in.
"I'm terribly sorry, but Mr Kudo has a meeting to attend so I'm afraid that we are going to have to end the questioning there." With a few more forceful and rather blunt hints, Shinichi and 'his Manager' manage to get away. Of course the Media still try to follow them. But it's hard to follow anyone when they disappear in a cloud of white smoke.
Away from the police station, a boyfriend and girlfriend sit down at a bench in the middle of a green park.
"A penny for your thoughts?" asks the girlfriend, waving a 1p under her boyfriend's nose. The boyfriend sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Hmm, maybe this would be better to barter with"
A click and suddenly there is a strong black coffee sat in her hand. It is immediately snatched and gulped down, despite how hot it was. Of course the girlfriend knew this would be the reaction and had made sure it cooled down first- wouldn't want a burnt tongue.
"10 seconds" the boyfriend mumbles. The girlfriend turns and makes a questioning noise. "If I had run a little faster, skipped a few stairs, already been running before the Spark, I could have made up those 10 seconds. Turned them into Minus 10 seconds."
"Shinichi, do you mean…?" asks the girlfriend, bending down to look at her boyfriend's downturned and bowed head.
"Yeah, Kai. If I had been 10 seconds quicker I would have found her the moment she died. Any quicker than that and I could have saved her. I did all I could to try and bring her back- she'd only just gone after all, but nothing I did worked."
Kaito was glad he'd chosen these disguises since it allowed him to touch the detective in public. He places his hand on the man's shoulder. "So Bermuda really was true to his word. He really is teaching you to be able to sense the deaths before they occur. And you're so close Shin-chan. Just a little longer and they'll live."
"Yeah, Bermuda's given me this talk already. Don't waste the death, use it to fuel your resolve." Shinichi sighs, staring at the bottom of the paper cup.
"Well I'm not talking to Star, I'm talking to Shin-chan. I'm talking to the person who doesn't see why deaths happen, who does everything he can to stop them." And here he lifts Shinichi's chin to stare straight at the detective "To the person who is almost more affected than those who knew the victim. I haven't seen you this down in over a year Shin-chan. Well, I haven't seen Conan this down, but it's all the same. Do I need to pull another heist to make you feel better" he grins a KID grin. Shinichi half laughs back.
"No Kai, it'll be weird to have us in the same place once again." He reasons. It would be fine if KID had already announced the heist, Shinichi could officially attend that way, but this 'coincidence' couldn't happen too often.
"Did you really come all the way to England just to make a dig at Hakuba?" Kaito asks, his KID grin nearly breaking his face.
"Well actually I came here since I can already talk English, so there would be no language barriers." Kaito gives him a look. Shinichi sighs "Fine, I did. He caused us so much trouble at New Years that I wanted to get back at him. He nearly made me fly your bloomin' glider after all."
"And you will Shin-chan. I'm going to get you to one day" promises KID. Shinichi doesn't bother to reply to that, and just settles with giving Kaito a stern stare.
"Kaito you're here" Shinichi states a few minutes later.
"Why Yes Shinichi, it does seem like it. Unless I'm somewhere else I don't know about" replies Kaito, mock seriously.
"But how did you know I was here? I only arrived a few hours ago, you couldn't possibly know where I was going. I had enough time to see you and Mukuro arrive at the Vendicare before we left, but I didn't watch the fight." Reasons Shinichi.
Kaito turns a mock glare on Shinichi. "You made me worry, just leaving with them like that. Someone has to look after you after all. So I had to barter with Byakuran, make my way to Austria, not only climb a mountain but survive blizzards, then get trapped in a loop illusion for a few days, had to handle the illusionist, and when I finally get to the Vendicare, and see you, Mukuro arrives and sets the Snowman Henchman on me. So after our Epic Magician duel of the century I find out you aren't even there when I felt you there earlier." Shinichi is amazed Kaito can say all of that in one go without taking a breath. But he's even more amazed that Kaito did all of that just for him. "Then I see you all upset on television so I shouted at the Vindice Jailer and he brought me here. And it's a good thing I came too."
"You shouted at one of the Mafia Jailers?" asks Shinichi. Even he'd not done that yet.
"That's all you're asking about? Not whether I survived the blizzards or the battle, just whether I had the guts to shout at someone who could lock me away for eternity?" gapes Kaito.
"Yes, I am. You are here so obviously you survived the blizzard, and with that low cut sleeveless dress it's rather obvious that you are not physically harmed. Unless your newly arrived 'assets' are hiding any injuries?" logically explains Shinichi.
Kaito harumphs in a very girly way, crossing his arms under his bosom and turns away from him. "See if I ever worry about you again"
"Ah, Kai, don't be like that… I'm glad that you're here." Starts Shinichi.
"As am I"
"Earlier on today, Japanese Detective Shinichi Kudo, more commonly known as the 'Heisei Holmes' solved a case in England. It seems he's gotten off to a busy start since he's solved this case on his first day in the country. The Young Detective has recently been making a name for himself around the world, first starting off in his home country of Japan before moving recently to Italy. After becoming Famous in Italy for managing to take Kaitou KID's monocle off of the famous thief, Mr Kudo then went on to solve many difficult cases in Italy. It seems that England was the next stop on his World Wide trip."
"That Detective Freak. He didn't tell me he was going to England. Why I had better get my"
*Ding Dong*
"Ah, coming."
"Good Evening Miss. I have a Package for a Mouri Ran here."
"Ah yes, that would be me. Thank you"
Ran walks into the kitchen, occasionally glaring at the TV. She places the box down on the counter before opening it. Inside there are two small boxes and one letter. Opening up the letter she finds a note from Shinichi, saying that he's in England. There is a little note at the bottom about giving a purse to Haibara. It made Ran wonder when Shinichi had the time to even find gifts when he was solving a case on his first day… In fact, how did the parcel arrive here so quickly?
Due to popular demand I've decided to make the next Arc Conan based, where lots of the Conan cast are introduced properly and Shinichi sorts out his new relationships with them. And If you're good I might bring in the next instalment of the fight between him and Hattori. I've had to re-order my plot timeline for this to happen (since it was supposed to be Mukuro's arc next) but it should be alright. In any case, I was hoping someone who had far better knowledge of Conan than me (eg is up-to-date with the manga preferably, or the anime) would like to join me in the KID lair to write this arc and give me ideas for it. You don't need to worry about your KHR knowledge, I've got that covered, but some help with the DC world would be greatly helpful. So if you leave me a message in the review or a PM then we'll chat about it. The amount you help is totally up to you, whether you'd just like to give vague ideas or write a more detailed plot line, or would like to also proof read the chapters, whatever you have time for really.
For those who don't get my title chapter, Shinichi is supposed to be the Modern Holmes, and he's just done something in England, which is where the original Sherlock 'worked'. The Ancestral bit basically means the link between the two's names, the Then and Now.
That's all for now. I'll continue Shinichi and Kaito's adventures on England later on.
Hope you all liked it
Phantom Hitman 1412
First Published 18 July 2012