“Chotto matte!” a girl’s voice
called out. Haibara was closely following behind us. She handed Conan his
Power-Enhancing Kick Shoes. “Follow me! I know the path!” urged Haibara. Conan,
Sato, and the police force and I quietly made our ways to the Boss’s room and I
quickly slipped on my Power-Enhancing Fingerless Gloves. However, the path was
nearly impossible as the alarm sounded, alerting all of the members of the
Black Organisation. Soon, the police force and the rest of the Black
Organisation members were having gunfights while Conan, Sato I continued to
make our ways. Ran suddenly appeared from behind and knocked down the first
Black Organisation member. “Ran-neechan!” Conan and I exclaimed in unison. The
four of us fought our way to the Boss’s room: Conan kicked using soccer balls,
I punched, Sato shot and Ran punched and kicked. Finally, arrived at the
outside of the Boss’s room. “This is it!” panted Haibara. Ran broke down the
door. “Police! You’re under arrest!” Sato declared, with her pistol aimed at
the Boss. The Boss of the Black Organisation was a middle-aged man in his
thirties. His room was painted in gold and he wore a black sunglasses and a
golden ring. He swung his chair around and smirked, “Do you think I come
unprepared?” He pressed a red button from the control on his chair, and the
floor below us gave way. Conan, Sato and I grabbed on the platform just in time
while Ran fell. “Ran!” yelled Conan. Sato released her grip on the platform,
grabbed Ran’s hands and swung her upwards. Ran caught the platform, but Sato
fell into the darkness. “Sato-san!” cried Ran. Conan, Ran and I climbed back
onto the platform. “One down,” smirked Karasuma Renya. He pressed a blue button and
multiple missiles exploded in front of us. “Ah!” Ran screeched in pain. When the
smoke cleared, she was heavily injured. “Ran!” cried Conan. “Two down,” Karasuma smirked again. Conan and I gritted our teeth. Suddenly, Karasuma got to his feet
and destroyed Conan’s Power-Enhancing Kick Shoe’s right dial with such accuracy
using a pistol. Conan flipped his shirt up, prepared to launch a soccer ball,
however, Karasuma beat him to it as well by destroying the belt. He then shot
Conan in the temple and rendered him unconscious.
In frustration, I charged towards Karasuma, swerving left
and right to avoid his shots. Upon reaching within an arm’s length, I knocked
away his pistol with my right palm and gave him a strong upper cut with my left
fist. Then I dropped to my knees and tackled him with my right foot. As I attempted
to launch myself towards him with a final blow, he kicked me hard in the gut
with both feet. Karasuma jumped on top of my and gave my cheeks multiple punches
until they were swollen. I pulled his shirt and head-butted him in the
forehead. I ended the fight by giving him a strong punch in the gut with my
right hand. I slowly retrieved my fist and he collapsed, while pressing against
his gut. Finally, I transquilized Karasuma with my stun-gun wristwatch. Case closed, I sighed. Once and for all. The battle has been won.
I watched as the newly came police
officers dragged the Black Organisation members, including Karasuma, out of the
their headquarters and into the police van. The next day, a memorial was
prepared to honor Sato’s self-sacrifice to save Ran at the Tokyo Police
Headquarters. Takagi was sobbing uncontrollably until Sato suddenly showed up,
worn out and heavily injured. Takagi was overwhelmed by her survival. He aided
Sato into the headquarters and let her slump onto an office chair. “Someone
call the medical team! Hurry!” he commanded. He turned to Sato, “We thought you
were dead. But how?” Sato gave him a weak smile, “I wouldn’t be a first
division police officer if I can’t survive, would I? I was able to survive
through these injuries… because of you…” Takagi’s eyes widened. “Takagi Wataru,
I love you,” she whispered. “Sato, I love you too,” he whispered back. They both
went in for a French kiss.
Meanwhile, Conan, Ran and I were in
hospitalized. The Detective Boys came to visit us. “John-kun…” Ayumi began,
with tears began flowing in her eyes. “Don’t cry, Ayumi-chan, I’m fine,” I
smiled weakly at her. “I like you, Ayumi-chan. Can we go on a date when I’m
discharged from hospital?” Ayumi’s eyes widened. “A-a date?!” she gasped, with
six shades of red. “Ok! Ayumi is always waiting for you!” she piped. Ayumi gave
me a kiss on the forehead before leaving, and caused Mitsuhiko and Genta to
give me death glares. I-I guess I’ll find
a way to calm these two down, I grimaced. Conan-kun was weakling chuckling
beside me and he turned to Ran, who was beside him. “Ran, now that the case is
finally closed, I can finally reveal myself to you. I’m not Conan Edogawa or
elementary school student –– I am the Great Detective Kudo Shinichi. I’m
sorry to make you wait for so long,” confessed Conan. Ran was crying
uncontrollably upon hearing this confession, “Idiot, why didn’t you let me
help? I was always there for you! I was worried for your things, and yet you’re
always in front of me!” “Gomene, Ran. I was trying to protect you. You saw how
dangerous those people were! You saw it yourself!” protested Conan. “Daijoke,
Shinichi. I forgive you,” she smiled weakly. “Arigatou, Ran,” whispered Conan.
One week later, Conan, Ran and I
were discharged from the hospital and we met with the Detective Boys to reveal
them the truth. “WHAT?! WE HAVE BEEN WITH THE GREAT DETECTIVE KUDO SHINICHI ALL
THESE TIMES?!” exclaimed Mitsuhiko. “And these are?” “I prefer you to still
call me Haibara-san,” sighed Haibara. “I’m Johnathan Smith, a minor detective,
just finished working as an undercover on the American branch of the
Organisation,” I beamed. Ayumi broke into tears, “You’re actually an adult? You
should have told me!” With that said, she ran away. “Ayumi!” I called after
her. “Good luck explaining yourself to her, Smith-kun,” smirked Haibara. “This
is –– ” I gritted my teeth, but I changed my expression to remorse. “You’re
right. In fact, I should thank you, Haibara. If not for this pois-medicine, I
would have never met her, a girl who truly has feelings for me. I guess I’ll
see you later,” I ran towards Ayumi’s direction. “H-Haibara-san?” began
Mitsuhiko. “Yes, Tsuburaya-kun?” Haibara turned towards him. “Y-You’re also an
adult, right?” Mitsuhiko looked into her eyes, hoping that she would say no,
but she said yes. “Tsuburaya-kun, the three of us are actually adults, demo
daijoke, I’m sure Smith-kun and I would rather stay in a child state and grow
up like everyone else,” comforted Haibara.
“Ayumi-chan!” I called out. “Where
are you?” “Leave me alone!” a little girl’s voice called from above. Ayumi was
sobbing hard up in the tree. I climbed up to join her. “Ayumi-chan, I’m so
sorry that I didn’t tell you earlier. It was too dangerous, and I wanted you to
be safe,” I comforted her. “I promise,” I embraced her. “I won’t let you be
unhappy ever again.” Ayumi shyly looked up, “You pinky promise?” “Yes, I pinky
promise,” I smiled at her. Ayumi smiled back and rested her head on my chest.
“Johnathan-kun, I love you,” she whispered. “I love you too. I prefer John and
forget about honorifics,” I whispered back. For the whole morning, Ayumi slept
on my chest and I gently smiled at her innocent figure while caressing her soft
hair.
It was afternoon when Ayumi had finally
woke up from her nap on my chest. Her whole face turned red when she realised
what she just did. “Gomenesai, John-kun, I mean John! I-It was really
comfortable and ––” she trailed off. “Daijoke, Ayumi. We’ve been up in this
tree this whole morning,” I chuckled. “That long?” she gasped. “Anyway, let’s
go down,” I suggested. Ayumi nodded her head and I slipped down from the tree
branch. I held out my arms and she jumped into them. I carried her in a bridal
style, until she blushed hard, “J-John let me down!” I allowed her to slip down
my arms so that her short legs gently touched the soft ground. “J-John?” Ayumi
began shyly, staring at the grass below, “Yes?” I smiled at her. “C-Can we g-go
on a date tomorrow?” she managed. “Sure. Where?” I asked. “Tropical Land?”
suggested Ayumi. My eyes widened with horror, not Tropical Land! “It’s a good place, don’t you think?” she
continued. “I-I was thinking of s-some other places,” I stammered. “M-May be we
could go to the same place with Shinichi-niichan. I’m sure he w-wants to have a
p-proper date with Ran-neechan.” “That is a good idea! I want to meet
Ran-neechan as well! I want to learn karate from her,” she piped. I wiped off
an imaginary sweat from my forehead. That
was a close call to revisit my nightmare, I sighed silently. “Alright, let
me ask Shinichi-niichan where he will be having his date. Let’s go home,” I
suggested. Ayumi nodded her head in agreement. She could not contain her
excitement. I’m going a on a date with
John tomorrow! She thought excitedly.
I phoned Shinichi while walking back
home with Ayumi. “Moshi moshi?” a deep male voice answered. “Ah, Shinichi-kun?”
I began. “Oh Jonathan-kun!” the voice exclaimed. “Ayumi-chan and I are planning
to go on a date tomorrow. Where will you be going on your date?” I asked.
Before he could answer, a piercing scream shot through the restaurant in front
of me. “You death magnet,” teased Shinichi. I heard another piercing scream from
his side as well. “You’re also a death magnet yourself,” I smirked. We both
ended the call and rushed to the crime scene. Ayumi hung her head. Why do I always end up dating a death
magnet? She sighed.
I entered the crime scene and
Inspector Meguire noticed me, “John-kun!” “Inspector Meguire,” I greeted back. “The
victim is Aina Akane, age 40, cause of death: piercing through the back of the neck
by a 4-inch steel needle,” reported Takagi. “However, there are no sign of
struggle. Akari Kimiko and Mariko Kaori were both sitting beside the victim,
and one of them could be the murderer.” “It seems like we’re dealing with a
ghost murder,” concluded Inspector Meguire. Akari wore a white Polo shirt with
matching white short pants, while Mariko wore a navy blue shirt with brown long
pants. I noticed that there were tiny dents in the footrests of the two wooden
stools beside the victim’s stool. Directly behind the victim’s stool was a
strand of wire that passed through a small bow.
I looked around and silently groaned when I realised that
there was no one I could use as a mouthpiece. Ayumi noticed this and whispered,
“You need a mouthpiece, right? You could use me.” “It’s no different than
speaking it myself. Oh well, I guess I’ll just use the voice-changing function––,”
I suddenly gasped. “That’s right! I could use Kogoro-ojisan!” I whispered
excitedly. Ayumi frowned. Using
Kogoro-ojisan as a mouthpiece again? “You already know who the culprit is,
right?” Ayumi asked excitedly. “Of course,” I smirked.
I phoned Uncle Kogoro to come
forward to the crime scene, and the moment he stood away from the door, I
tranquilized him with my stun-gun wristwatch. “Sleeping Kogoro is back!” gasped
Takagi. “Yes, I’m glad I’m very much welcomed. John had told me everything, and
I know who the culprit is,” I spoke through Kogoro using the voice-changing
function of the wristwatch. “The culprits are both Akari-san and Mariko-san.
They saw the needle flying towards Aina-san, and acted innocent by pulling Aina-san
to the other side at the same time, and by doing this, the tension from the
strings at the footstools increased, causing the string passing through the bow
to straighten, which then caused the 4-inch steel needle to shoot out. If they
were to save Aina-san, one of them would be pulling one side and the other would
be pushing the other side.”
Akari and Mariko both sank down to
their knees. “Aina-san used to be our best friend, and we even supported her
when she got a boyfriend, who was a wealthy man,” began Akari. “However, ever
since she dated that wealthy man, she looked down upon us and criticized about
how poor we were,” continued Mariko. “She even said that she was glad that she
was no longer our best friend because we were not wealthy enough to be her
friends. After she’s gone, Mariko and I are no longer depressed about not being
wealthy enough,” concluded Akari. Mariko and Akari both gave hysterical laugh
and then sobbed. Ayumi sobbed as well, “I can’t believe how Aina-neechan
treated her best friends so badly just because she’s wealthy.” She then turned
towards me, “You won’t treat Mitsuhiko-kun and Genta-kun the same way, right?”
I pulled her closer towards me, “Of course not, my beloved Ayumi.” Ayumi gave 6
shades of red at my reply. Suddenly, Ayumi thought of something, “That’s right!
Where will you be staying now? Shinichi-niichan used to stay at Ran-neechan’s
place to get information about the case, right? Now that the case is closed,
Shinichi-niichan goes back to his own house.” “You’re right! I guess I’ll live
at your house and I hope you don’t mind about it,” I suggested. “Ayumi doesn’t
mind!” piped Ayumi. “Alright, let me get my clothes from Ran-neechan’s place
first,” I called out to her while running towards Mouri Detective Agency. “I’m
coming with you!” She ran after me.
I knocked at the door of Mouri
Detective Agency and Shinichi opened the door. “Johnathan-kun!” greeted Shinichi.
“Johnathan?” Ran’s head popped behind Shinichi’s. “Oh hi, Johnathan-kun!” “Ran-neechan,
Shinichi-niichan!” greeted Ayumi. “Ayumi-chan!” greeted Ran. “Chotto matte,
Johnathan-kun, you didn’t go back to your original body?” I shook my head. “I
stayed as a child state so that I can be with Ayumi-chan,” I explained. Ran
clasped her hands together, “How sweet!” “Oh, come in, both of you, I’m sorry
to keep you both waiting outside,” apologized Ran. “It’s fine, Ran-neechan, I’m
coming back just to pick up my clothes,” I said. Shinichi noticed that the tiny
microphone from my watch is still up. “I knew you’d be needing it anytime,” he
smirked. “Right, as a child, no one believes me. So I didn’t have a choice but
to use Kogoro-ojisan as my mouthpiece,” I glanced at my watch and chuckled
while putting down the mini microphone. “Now you know why I wanted to go back
to my original body so desperately, and also to be with Ran as well,” beamed
Shinichi. Ran came out of the room with my packed bag. “Arigatou gozaimas,
Ran-neechan,” I said. Ran and Shinichi both chuckled that I still had to call
Ran “Ran-neechan” even though we were around the same age
“Stay safe, and don’t run into
anymore murders!” Shinichi called out, as Ayumi and I were walking down the
stairs, with Ran chuckling beside him. “You’re the one to say yourself,
Shinichi!” Ran smirked, as she went back into the Agency. “Well, excuse me for being a death magnet,” Shinichi
glared at Ran. Kogoro
finally came back from the crime scene, clueless of what had happened,
"Huh? Did something happen here?" "Otousan, John-kun is no
longer staying with us," explained Ran. "YES! NO MORE
FREELOADER!" exclaimed Kogoro. He then turned to Shinichi, "You have
a lot of explaining to do, Detective Brat."
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