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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.
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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.