Ran was suspicious about the
American boy, so she phoned Shinichi, on the way back to Detective Mouri
Agency, to see if he knows anything about Jonathan, “Ah, Shinichi? Do you
happen to know this person named Jonathan?” “Oh yes, of course! Remember the
time when we were in New York, and I was searching for your handkerchief? I met
him there. That was how I came to know him,” Conan, who was in Mouri Detective
Agency, explained using his voice-changing bowtie. “No wonder you went off for
so long,” groaned Ran.
I turned on the TV and there was a
news headline about Kaito Kid’s heist. What
is KID up to this time? I sighed. I
will steal the blue jewel when the time is right was written in the news
headline. “Oh, it will be a very late
heist,” I chuckled. Well, not too long
from now: it’s 8:30pm right now. I thought excitedly. I got a call from
Conan saying that Jirokichi invited him to the defense area and I was invited
as well. “Well? What do you make of the message?” asked Conan. “Of course, a checkmark,
which means 10:10pm,” I replied. Looking at my watch that showed 9pm. 1 hour 10 minutes left. I could not
contain my excitement –– I have heard about the famous phantom thief Kaito
Kid, and I was there, attempting to capture Kid along with Conan. I can hear
him smile over the phone, “You’re learning fast.” “I-It’s nothing! Hahaha!” I
laughed. “Hakase! There is a Kid Heist tonight!” I called out to Agasa. “Coming!”
He called back. Haibara appeared from the basement. “Good luck catching Kid
with Kudo-kun, Smith-kun,” she smirked. Haibara and I rode in Agasa’s yellow
Beetle to the heist scene.
“Ah, there you are, Conan-kun!” beamed Jirokichi. “And I
heard there is an American boy living with you. Is he coming?” Conan gave him
an innocent smile, “Of course he’s coming! Look, they’re here!” I stepped out
of the car and approached towards Conan. “He really has a great determination to
capture Kid for an old man,” I chuckled. “Who says an old man is ineligible to
capture Kid?” He chuckled back. “Ah, you must be the American boy who lives
with Conan-kun!” He greeted me. “I’m Jirokichi and ––” I interrupted him my
innocent smile, “Of course! The wealthiest man in Japan! My pleasure to meet
you!” “Oh! It’s my pleasure to be well known! Hahaha!” He laughed. “How long
have the police officers been standing here?” I wondered aloud. “Since this
afternoon at 12pm,” he replied. I glanced at my watch and attempt to sound
empathetic, “Ojisan, are you sure you don’t want them to rest for a while? It’s
1 hour later.” “No way! I’m not letting my guard down this time! You must be
Kid!” He pulled my cheeks to make sure I’m not Kid. “Ojisan, Kid and I have
never even met. I couldn’t possibly be Kid! Moreover, I’m not famous like
Shinichi-niichan.” Then his face broke into a huge grin, “Alright, I believe
you.” “Ojisan, the heist will be at 10:10. It’s when the needles on the clock
looks like checkmark. That was why I suggested your police officers to take a
break after standing for 10 hours.” Conan snickered beside me. Jirokichi brought
us passed the long hallway to the dark room where the blue jewel was kept. He
switched on the light to reveal armed guards wearing night vision goggles, and demonstrated
the capturing mechanism to us: when the jewel is being touched, a cuff would
lash out onto the wrist held back by a strong metallic chain in less than 1
second. After the demonstration, we left the jewel room and joined the crowd
upon waiting for Kaito Kid’s sudden appearance.
I glanced at my watch. 10PM. 10 minutes left, I thought. “Let’s go,”
Conan whispered with a tense voice beside me. “I can feel his presence nearby.”
Conan and I left the crowd and entered the bright hallway. Suddenly, green
vapour escaped from one of the rooms. “Sleeping gas!” gasped Conan. We hurried
towards the escaping green vapour. “One! Two! Three! Hold your breath!”
commanded Conan. We held our breaths and swung the door open and released the
rest of the sleeping gas towards the hallway. Within the mist, there was a
shadowy figure holding a shiny object. “Kid! I won’t let you get away!” yelled
Conan, who was kneeling. He rolled the dial on the side of his right shoe,
which turned rainbow-colored, and then pressed a button on his belt. A soccer
ball was instantly dispensed from the large opening of the belt. He shot the
soccer ball with his laces towards the figure, but the figure dodged the shot
and the ball made a large hole in the wall of the room. The figure then slipped
through the large hole and I ran after it, leaving the alarm wailing behind us.
A thought suddenly hit me. It’s a diversion!
He plans to separate us! I sensed the presence of a figure behind me. Before
I could turn to see what it was, the figure knocked me out at the back of my
head. “John-kun!” Conan called out. “I’m fine!” a voice called back. However, Conan knew better than trusting
the voice.
Kid cautiously dragged John along
the grass and hid him in the nearby bathroom. He stripped John naked and left
him only with his underwear and his big watch. This is going to be easier than expected, he thought, while slipping the blue jewel
into his, or rather John’s, side pocket. In the shadows, Conan was closely
watching John being dragged away into the nearby bathroom, which was 36 feet
forward. A moment later, the rest of Detective Nakamori’s police officers
barged into the room. “Kid escaped again!” Nakamori gritted his teeth. “Conan-kun,
where’s that American boy who was with you a moment ago?” “I’m right here!” a
voice called out. All of the heads turned towards the boy stood by the door,
and he looked fresh. “I was chasing Kid just now, but I lost him,” explained
John. “It’s alright. Good work, boya,” Detective Nakamori patted John’s head
and they all left the room, leaving only John and Conan alone in the room. “I
never knew you really disguised yourself as a boy ––” smirked Conan. “Kid.”
John stammered, “H-How did you know?!” “If you were chasing down Kid, you would
be breathing hard, but you weren’t breathing hard when you appeared at
entrance,” explained Conan. “Checkmate,” Conan smirked again. “John” gasped and
realised what he meant when he turned his head to look behind him. Breathing
hard and naked, I aimed my watch at him while smirking; ready to transquilise
him at any moment. “Alright, you got me!” He held his hand up in surrender, but
he suddenly threw down a smoke bomb. After the smoke cleared, Kid was gone, and
what remained were my clothes.
Conan
and I joined Jirokichi and Detective Nakamori. “Did you both manage to catch
Kid?” Jirokichi asked both Conan and me, enthusiastically. “Well, we trapped him,
but he disappeared. However, it seemed like he failed to steal the blue jewel,”
I explained, fishing out the blue jewel from my pocket and handed it to him. Jirokichi
rubbed our heads. “It’s alright, boys. Good work!”
I
stared at my big watch, which showed 11:00. “Glad the stun-gun part of the
watch came in handy,” I smiled without looking up. “Yeah, as if you’ve got
other skills,” Conan taunted, with his hands behind his head. “Hey, at least I
know hand-to-hand combat!” I shot back. “Oyasuminasai!” We both announced as we
arrived at the Mouri Detective Agency and immediately went to bed. I dozed off
as soon as my head touched the pillow.
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