Detective Conan and Magic Kaito characters, settings, and ideas do not belong to me but to Aoyama Gōshō.
TMPD Antics
By Taliya
LXXIV: Hakuba and Kudou
"I swear, Kudou-kun, if I believed in the supernatural I would have said you were cursed," Saguru grumbled as he and said homicide detective reentered police headquarters.
Shinichi sighed and made his way towards the stairs. "After what I've been through, I'm inclined to say I am cursed," he muttered, recalling his stint as Edogawa Conan. People walking the opposite direction immediately veered away from him, creating a bubble around Shinichi as he and Saguru walked.
The two had been outside for a breath of fresh air when a random passerby had literally been shot in the head in front of the two detectives. There had been instant mayhem in streets. Saguru had taken off in the direction the shot had been fired; Shinichi had cleared a space around the body, all the while studiously ignoring the fact that he had brain matter and blood spattered across his suit. The culprit had been quickly caught thanks to the half-Briton's actions, and the body had been taken to the morgue for identification. Shinichi was on his way to give a very brief report to Inspector Megure before he retired for the day—he planned to get out of the clothes as soon as possible, and had not yet decided if burning or bleaching the items of clothing was the better route. Luckily for him, the spray had not managed to get him in the face.
"Megure-keibu," he announced to grab his superior's attention, and the man gasped as he took in his appearance.
"Go home, Kudou-kun," the mustached man ordered, flapping a hand at him, "Hakuba-kun can cover your report."
Shinichi nodded gratefully. "Thank you." He spun and left, leaving the reporting in Saguru's capable hands.
Author's Note: Aw, poor Shinichi. I tend to do terrible police-related things to him, and Saguru's along for the ride this time around. I hope you enjoyed it.
Completed: 04.06.2016