SailorStar9: With Chapter 36 uploaded, this is Chapter 37 of this fic. (Sighs) Guys and girls, is it too hard for you to leave a review, instead of just putting this fic up on your favorited list and story alerts?

Pairings: Furuya Rei (Amuro Tooru)/Mizuno Ami

Disclaimers: I own absolutely nothing, except this plot and pairing.

Chapter 37: The Actress Blogger's Locked Room Case, Part One

Time passes...

"Those look delicious." the Detective Boys drooled over the numerous cakes on display at the cake buffet in Beika West Hotel.

"There are all kinds of cakes." Ayumi gushed.

"Can we seriously eat as many as we want?" Genta salivated.

"Yeah." Professor Agasa replied. "After all, it's a cake buffet."

"Professor, you have some incredible luck with lotteries." Mitsuhiko noted.

"We were actually going foe the assorted high-end sirloin cuts." Haibara cut in.

"Genta, you took too much." Ayumi looked at Genta's plate.

"I'll get some cakes, too." Professor Agasa moved forward.

"You're limited to two." Haibara thrust a plate with two cake slices in front of the Professor.

"Still as stern as always, Haibara-san." Fumio joked.

"Thanks for the food." finding a table, the group settled down to eat.

"Genta-kun, you should slow down when you eat." Ayumi chided, seeing Genta gobble down the cake slices.

"But if I don't hurry, they'll run out of cakes." Genta protested.

"You're planning on eating more?" Conan sighed.

"What is this?" Genta picked out the remote control helicopter that had landed in his cream cake. "A helicopter?"

"Isn't that one of the Petite Falcons that are quite popular nowadays?" Fumio recognized the toy.

"But where did it come from?" Ayumi wondered.

"I'm sorry." Kitami Saya approached. "Did I hurt you?"

"No." Genta turned.

"I just brought that at the toy shop in front of the hotel." Kitami explained. "When I turned it on, it started flying away." she reclaimed her toy.

"Wait, are you the actress Kitami Saya-san?" Mitsuhiko recognized.

"You were in 'Gomera'." Ayumi added.

"You're the girl who got her blood sucked by the enemy monster." even Genta recognized Kitami's role.

"Keep your voices down." Kitami hushed the kids. "No one knows I'm staying at this hotel. We can take a picture together after I get you a new cake."

"You're as crooked as ever." Shono Kyona remarked. "You're planning on increasing your blog's popularity by taking a picture with those kids and uploading it, aren't you? Perhaps you'll title it 'With the kids I met at the cake buffet'."

"That wasn't my intention." Kitami stammered.

"Naturally, I'll win." Shono declared, referring to the bet they had set on the TV show regarding their individual blogs.

"You don't know that." Kitami defended.

"You haven't seen my blog?" Shono challenged. "I discovered one of your secrets. If you don't want me posting it, you should hurry up and forfeit. And you already have short hair. Shaving your head should be no big deal. I'm going back to the room." she turned to leave.

"Weren't you going to take pictures of yourself eating cake?" Yonehara Sakurako asked.

"I can't imagine taking the same pictures as her." Shono retorted. "Go buy what I told you to get."

"Is that you, Sakurako-san?" Conan recognized the assistant.

"Conan-kun?" Sakurako gasped.

"What are you doing here?" Conan asked. "Aren't you a housekeeper?"

"Her manager caught a cold." Sakurako explained. "My agency was asked to look after her until she gets better."

"But why are those two staying in the same hotel?" Mitsuhiko wondered.

"They don't seem to like each other." Genta noted.

"Because they're co-starring in a romantic drama set in this hotel that's starting this spring." Sakurako replied.

"I know that one." Haibara remarked. "It's called 'Top Class', right? It got pretty good reviews, so they're making a sequel."

"What's it about?" Mitsuhiko's interest was piqued.

"Two women reveal their true selves to try to bring each other down." Haibara grinned evilly.

"I'd better go." Sakurako voiced. "I need to go shopping."

"Excuse me." Kitami stopped Sakurako. "After you deliver that to her, could you come see me in Room 504? There's something I want to discuss about her."

"Okay." Sakurako nodded. "See you later, then."

"You have the same idea I did, Fumio." Conan peered over the other boy's shoulder, as Fumio scrolled down Shono's blog.

"Come to think of it, she mentioned something that suggests Kitami Saya's secrets were on her blog." Haibara pointed out.

"That's why we've been looking." Conan replied.

"But it's just her playing with her dog, introducing her favorite manga, and cooking." Fumio supplied.

"There aren't any secrets anywhere." Conan sighed.

"It's an emergency!" Sakurako told the hotel front desk. "In any case, open the door."

"Did something happen. Sakurako-san?" Conan ran forward, the group having exited the cake buffet.

"Kyona-san won't answer the door no matter how many times I ring the bell." Sakurako replied.

"That's really bad." Kitami stated. "I don't have ant scenes today, but Kyona-san starts shooting in thirty minutes. She needs time for makeup, too. She needs to be on set."

"You heard her." Sakurako insisted. "Unlock the door immediately using the master key."

"Kyona-san, what's wrong?" Sakurako entered the room after the bellhop opened the door.

"They're going to start filing." Kitami reminded, placing her cap on the coat hanger.

"Kyona-san, you're in here, aren't you?" Sakurako went further into the room. Turning the corner, she let out a scream when she saw Shono lying on the floor with her head bashed in.

"Bellhop, call an ambulance and the police." Conan instructed.

"Conan-kun, that's her key card, right?" Sakurako asked, Conan taking in the crime scene. "But that doesn't make sense. This hotel's rooms don't lock automatically. How did the murderer lock this room?"

A locked room? Conan mused. A white stain? Wiping the spot off with a handkerchief, he took a whiff. Whipped cream? Which means... he turned to Kitami. Could the culprit be...

"Who would do something so cruel?" Kitami wept.

"Yes." Sakurako answered. "I was asked to come wake her up at five in the evening, but she wasn't answering the door no matter how many times I rang the bell. I went to the reception to unlock the door, and had the bellhop unlock the door using the master key. That's when I found Kyona-san collapsed in this bedroom and bleeding from the head."

"I see." Inspector Megure and Takagi was surveying the corpse. "But Sakurako-san, aren't you a housekeeper?"

"I was asked to take care of her until her manager get over her cold." Sakurako replied. "I can't believe this happened at another one of my jobs. Do you think I might be cursed?"

"Um, well..." Inspector Megure started. "When did she die?"

"Forensics believes between 4:00 to 4.30 pm, she was stuck repeatedly on the head with a thin rod-shaped weapon." Takagi reported. "But is it true that the key card was here in a hotel without automatically locking rooms?"

"Yes." Sakurako confirmed.

"Then that makes this a locked room murder." Inspector Megure concluded.

"But it doesn't make sense." Sakurako argued. "Kyona-san said she wouldn't open the door for anyone else, so I have to come wake her up at five. Why did she open the door?"

"For nobody else?" Takagi echoed. "That sounds like a strange way to make that request."

"It's a stalker." Kitami cut in. "She was almost attacked by a stalker pretending to be one of the staff. Since then, she stopped inviting even acquaintances into her room, except for the person she designated beforehand. I heard at the front desk that Kyona-san wasn't answering the door. I was worried, so I came with Sakurako-san. But I have no idea that this had happened to her."

"In any case, we're going to investigate the room more closely." Takagi declared. "Saya-san, Sakurako-san and Conan-kun, since you discovered the body, could you wait in Saya-san's room?"

"They're here." in Kitami's room, Conan ran to answer the door. "My friends can come in, right?" he opened the door.

"I bought you a Petite Falcon." Professor Agasa held out the toy.

"That thing is really hard to fly." Genta noted.

"It doesn't fly as well as we thought." Ayumi added.

"I believe it takes quite a deal of skill." Mitsuhiko remarked.

"Let me see." Conan grinned, switching the helicopter on. "This is easier than I thought." he maneuvered the toy into the air. "It's stuck in the AC." he gaped, the flying helicopter was trapped between the air-conditioning shaft. Is there some kind of stick?" he looked around.

Stepping on the table, Kitami reached up and removed the toy.

"You' get stuck again if you keep flying it inside." Haibara reminded. "Why don't you take it somewhere more open?"

"We're going outside to play." Conan announced and exited the room with his group. "Tell the police for us."

"Have you figured out how she locked the room?" Professor Agasa asked, once he shut the door.

"No, not yet." Conan admitted. "But I know how she got in and what she used as a weapon."

"But she seems so nice." Genta noted.

"Women are different on the inside." Haibara stated flatly. "The murder victim seemed malicious, rude and vulgar, but if you look at her blog, you'll see she had a surprisingly sensitive and conscientious side, too."

"Where'd you get that?" Conan wondered.

"Her nail polish bottles were arranged in numerical order." Haibara answered. "They're even a brand that you have to turn over to see the number."

"But the photo of her manga collection..." Fumio frowned, re-opening the browser tab to Shono's blog.

I see. Conan realized, seeing the mismatched manga set. So this is the secret she discovered. But would she murder her over this? Wait... "Fumio, enlarge the photo."

"Right." Fumio nodded and expanded the picture.

Wait, in English this... Conan's attention was caught by the manga series on the other side of the cupboard. I get it now. He grinned. I know why she had to kill Shono Kyona-san.

SailorStar9: Any OOC-ness is regretted, by the way. *Sighs* Don't you just hate plot bunnies sometimes? Read and review.