Conan Edogawa - Case - 018 - [In Person]

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[Conan has got him arm in a sling and he's peeking around the corner, a red flashlight in his right arm. Around the corner is the same blond assassin that had shot him in the shoulder. While yes, Conan is a dumb ass, he's actually been testing a theory for a while-now he's going to try it on the blond assassin. He smirks to himself, more then a little confident in his deduction... however he needs to get a little closer.

Carefully, the detective is doing his best to keep his steps soundless. It didn't work, obviously as the blond turns sharply. Does he still have his gun? Before Conan can answer his own question he's suddenly aware of a cut on his right cheek. Before he can react he's being pinned on the ground and somehow Gin has managed to gain the upper hand. He's holding the injured detective down by his bad shoulder and Conan lets out a sharp scream.

Before Gin can use the knife he obviously has, Conan manages to click the flash light on and shines it on the blond. He immediately hisses and backs off-apparently the light's painful and it forces him back into another room. The small detective is next shoving a chair in front of the door and looking rather triumphant.]

Just as I thought.

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[Kaito nodded, his expression softening a bit more. He couldn't entirely understand how frustrating this all must be for Conan, but he could certainly guess.]

Believe me, I'm well aware of that.

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[Conan narrowed his eyes briefly but then his expression changed as he remembered the first night he'd shrunk. He had been helpless then- it was only thanks to Ran that he even survived that.]

...Or... [the only strength he had was borrowed from Professor Agasa's gadgets. Quickly, he shook his head.]

What difference does it make?! The fact is that my deduction was right. Once again and everything's better. [...everything except his shoulder wound.]

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Tantei-kun... [Speaking of that, Kaito decided that there was no longer any point in arguing with Conan about his actions and instead decided to focus that instead. He knelt down next to the detective, not too worried about Conan seeing his face since he was wearing the cap and sunglasses he'd been wearing the last few times they'd talked.]

You're really lucky if you didn't reopen that during the struggle you know. [He couldn't help commenting on that as he looked the wounded shoulder over. He probably would have noticed by now if it were bleeding again, but he should be sure. From the way Conan had reacted to Gin gripping his shoulder, the man had been less than gentle.]

We should head back to your room. You really should be resting. [Which was the other reason Kaito was mad at Conan.]

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[Shinichi looked down at the injury, he was sure it hadn't reopened because all Gin had done was hold him down and put pressure on the wound... Wait a minute. He stared transfixed at the injury on his left shoulder.

Suddenly it made since. The thing that was off that had been bugging him since he got shot. Gin was left handed-the real Gin was left handed and if he was facing Gin at the time of the injury and he had been holding the gun in his left hand then the shoulder wound would have been on right side. The fake Gin used his right hand. It should have been an immediate tip off that it wasn't the real thing.

...What was Kid talking about? Resting?]

Oh... right.

[he hadn't even considered the idea of bed rest until just now. And now that the excitement was over, he realized that he was kinda tired.]

[nofishplz.livejournal.com]

[Kaito made a face at him. He knew that look Conan had been giving his shoulder. Jeez, could the guy go five minutes without deducing things?

Then he stood up.]

Come on. Let's go.

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[At that he looked back up at the thief and stared a moment]

A-ah...

[he followed after the thief.]

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[So they both headed back to Conan's room. Kaito didn't say anything on the way there. Though he did, discretely, keep an eye out for anything else that might turn up. Not that he really thought it would, but you never knew with this place.]

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[Conan kept silent, thinking things over and working through things in his head... when he's finally stopped in front of room 60 it almost doesn't register.

He lets out a sigh and turns the knob to let himself in. He'll rest up in bed, sure. But since he's not really all that tired he probably won't do much sleeping and instead a whole lot of reading.]

Maa, thanks for the escort, I guess.

[nofishplz.livejournal.com]

[Kaito smiles a bit and shrugs.] It was no trouble.

[As Conan goes inside, Kaito peaks in through the door.]

Ah, yes. One last thing. Tantei-kun?

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[Conan stops mid-way to the bookcase and looks back at him]

Hm?

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[Oh hey, isn't that Conan's blackberry Kaito's got in his hand? I think it is.]

I hate having to do this but... [And now he's wearing that cheerful bastard grin.] You're grounded~!

[And with that he closes the door and locks it behind him.]

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[For a moment Conan is speechless. When did he even get the blackberry? And also WTF? Grounded?

He moves over the door quickly to pull on the handle but isn't surprised when it doesn't open]

Kid you bastard!