Detective Conan and Magic Kaito characters, settings, and ideas do not belong to me but to Aoyama Gōshō.
Warnings: Language, minor violence
TMPD Antics
By Taliya
VII: Kuroba and Kudou
Kaito was busy cataloguing items in the museum's warehouse with the help of one of the archivists. So far everything had been accounted for, despite the fact that the warehouse entrance had been broken into, and yet showed no signs of forcible entry. He mentally sighed; they had worked through twenty-six aisles of priceless artifacts, and still had another thirty-four to go. Over by the entrance, Shinichi wandered about, eying the taped outlines of the two security guards who had been killed by a bludgeon to the head each.
The archivist had just left for a quick restroom break, leaving Kaito alone in the aisle containing the museum's collection of precious gems and minerals. Oh, if only it were nighttime with a full moon, Kaito mournfully wished. He reached out a hand to inspect a brilliantly red rhodochrosite specimen when he was forcibly yanked backwards with a startled yip.
"Kuroba, I need your help," Shinichi muttered as Kaito was dragged, stumbling and tripping backwards, to the warehouse entrance.
"Uh, sure," Kaito replied, finally catching his feet. "Why?"
The detective led him to the outside of the warehouse. "How would you open that door without leaving a trace of how it's done?" he asked, pointing to the dual electronic and mechanical locking mechanisms.
"What makes you think I would know?" Kaito hazarded with a frown.
Shinichi grinned in a manner reminiscent of Edogawa Conan. "Well you're KID, aren't you?"
Author's Note: So I think a decent portion of future Kaito and Shinichi interactions will be Shinichi prodding Kaito to admit he is KID. But Shinichi being Shinichi, he won't try to arrest Kaito when he's not in "uniform" since it's not fair play. I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 30.07.2015