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Closed Bounty Log, Catching a Cat Burglar
Conan wasn't usually interested in every day theft. Most of the time it was barely a challenge at all, and he preferred to put his deductive skill towards more difficult cases.
But every now and then, something caught his interest. And his so-called cat burglar qualified. A burglar who left a calling card. He was rather interested to see if there would be any challenge in it.
It is only the matter of a few minutes to research the criminal's past activities and to calculate the site of his next burglary.
And with that, Conan is out the door on the way to the criminal's next target. An office building in downtown Genessia City which happened to house the offices of a jewelry company.
Being Conan, he doesn't bother to tell anyone what he is doing.
But every now and then, something caught his interest. And his so-called cat burglar qualified. A burglar who left a calling card. He was rather interested to see if there would be any challenge in it.
It is only the matter of a few minutes to research the criminal's past activities and to calculate the site of his next burglary.
And with that, Conan is out the door on the way to the criminal's next target. An office building in downtown Genessia City which happened to house the offices of a jewelry company.
Being Conan, he doesn't bother to tell anyone what he is doing.
lalala~
"Oh, excuse me young man, terribly s-Conan? Hello, haven't seen you lately. Where are you off to?"
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"I'm just out running some errands. Why are you out?"
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It took a special kind of thief, after all, and KID wanted to meet this one.
Dressed up in his favorite disguise, a long, dark-haired school school with a rather decent sized chest, she was leaning up against a wall, for all intents and purposes focusing on the device in her hands. The moment she sees Conan, she pushes away from the wall, as if about to approach him before she's interrupted by Ted.
She stands here for a moment, pouting, before making her way towards him. "Conan-kun! Who's your friend?"
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"Better than being in, isn't it? Though I confess someone so young running errands strikes a discordant note. Don't tell me you're paying bills or something?" [How would Conan even carry groceries with his child-arms?]
"Here, I'll accompany you. No one so youthful should go unattended anyway."
It was at that moment that Ted's obliviousness faded as he caught sight of another.
"Ah, hello ma'am! I'm Ted, who's had the...pleasure of looking out for him before. Good afternoon. What's your relation?"
[Falling for it 100%]
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His expression becomes even more sour as he spots the strange woman joining in him. It only takes a moment of suspicious observation to come to a conclusion he didn't like. Really KID? Crossdressing again?
"She's just a weird person that follows me around some times."
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"Ah, well good then. It's nice that despite saying unkind things, he has so many friends. Children should be so lucky. Well, by now I know that when people are profoundly averse to definite language, something's awry, and are practically crying out for help. Far be it from me to deny that. You feel the same, don't you 'Weird Lady'?"
[She'll be forthcoming with her name any moment, he's sure.]
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"Oi, Conan-kun, where do you think you're going?"
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"'We', eh? Hah, has some club taken to watching over-hey!" He ran to keep up.
"Giving us the slip, eh? Must've made no end of trouble for your parents. Come on, Conan, don't be so brusque. Unless you want me to put a ghost in your shadow. For safekeeping, of course."
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He ignores the comment about his parents and KID's question, and just keeps walking.
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He smothers a snort when Ted mentions Conan's parents. He knows of the Kudos, of course, has even Yukiko once, a long time ago. If anything, Shinichi seems to the most well adjusted out of that family. And the one least likely to take off unless he absolutely had to.
KID raises an eyebrow as he follows behind. "You can do that?"
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[Ted would be pleasantly surprised to hear Conan's the most well adjusted out of his group. Surpassing his no doubt strange parents in normalcy; miracles happen! Speaking of the supernatural, he likes that Conan took his half-joking threat seriously. Maybe he's broadening his perspective after all. He grins at KID's question, taking it as an invitation.]
"Watch!" [He dug in his bag for a pokeball, and out comes Gengar, smiley as ever.]
"Gengar, take it upon yourself to play guardian angel and watch over our would-be truant." [Gengar had no clue what that meant till Ted sighed and pointed at Conan's back. Then he's all for it, jumping into Conan's shadow and melding with it. He then manipulates it by making Conan's shadow wave and otherwise behave cloyingly friendly.]
"Can't explain him, I'm afraid, but this way we shouldn't have anymore upsets." [Ted shivered. Gengar had the side effect of sapping the heat out of his surroundings. It was only a tad, but every bit counts in winter. Desperate times...]
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That was not an invitation. Get it out.
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He pulled his jacket tighter around his disguised form, wondering about the sudden chill in the air. For all he knew, he could attribute it Conan's sudden expression that was directed at Ted. It felt strange to not be on the end of that look for once.
"What can he do in his shadow, besides keep an eye on him?" Because he knows Conan and he knows the kid will just sneak off. Not that KID blames him, he'd do the same thing himself.
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[Gengar busies himself by making the shadow pick its nose.]
"You raise an interesting question, Conan. In what sense do our shadows properly belong to us, if any? Can one properly say 'my shadow' like 'my hat' or 'my glasses'? Or is it a more distant effect, like 'my family'? It obviously relates to us somehow, but to own the thing? That's a thorny--"
[KID's question derails his train
wreckof thought]"Oh! Well, his shadow puppetry is second-to-none. And I suppose he might possess you in an unguarded moment. Theoretically, of course; don't worry, I got him to quit the habit. Nothing beyond that as far as I know; if all goes well, he'll but play the proper sheepdog and be an aegis for all.
What do you think, madam? He's been in trouble before, and I'd lose sleep if I withdrew the ghost till I knew all's well."
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Call it a scientific experiment.
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And an angry Ran Mouri was not something KID really really wanted to deal with in the event she ever found out or showed up in this place.
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"Mm, well I suppose possession might come in handy should Conan need to move, and yet have no capacity. A desperate measure for a desperate time. Well, that settles it! Let's see Conan to his errands. You'll be lucky if it's groceries; I don't see how you could carry very many by your lonesome.
Oh, he has an official guardian? What's their name?"
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I do not need someone following after me like this, and I certainly don't need any possessions happening.
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KID laughs once, shaking his head. "I'm sure he could manage it, he's rather resourceful, that way."
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"Better safe than sorry! Indeed, we all almost became very, very sorry when we skimped on safety, eh?"
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Conan refused to go any further until this was taken care of.
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"Maybe you should save it until an absolute last resort. I mean, he'll have us with him, so it's not like he can get into too much trouble without us knowing first."
Okay, KID knows that is a lie, but he also knows Conan. And honestly, while he might tease the detective, he also knows who he really is and as such, tries not to treat him as the kid he looks like he is.
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"If you insist. All right, come on out of there Gengar." Conan's shadow crossed his arms in refusal.
"...please." It threw its hands up in the air, before the purple blob floated up and away, pulling down his eye and sticking his tongue out at the no-fun-allowed Conan.
"Ah well, I'm hoping desperate times never come. So! Where are we headed? Post office, landfill, K&H Children Home? Crime scene?"
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"None of the above. And I don't recall inviting you along."
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Unfortunately, KID didn't always have his plans go exactly the way he wanted them too.
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"Oh, that's probably because you haven't. Not to worry; I'll accept the invitation any time. As a formality, mind. I didn't get one of those last time, and it did much good to proceed anyway."
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Playing up the part of a confused young chaperon, KID turns his attention towards the other. "The last time?"
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"Oh, yes," he began, with a look between an interested gossip and a concerned guardian. "First time I met him was during--" his phone buzzed. "Ah, excuse me." He answered with periodic sounds of interest. "Mhm. Oh. Well, that's fortunate. All right; yes. I'm on my way." He hung up and pocketed the phone.
"Alas, duty calls away from your adventure, whatever it is. Ah well, this polite young woman seems capable enough. Still, let me know if you get into more trouble than you can chew. And let me know how it goes regardless. Good morning! Or afternoon..." Ted walked off in a state of some agnosticism about the time.