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Amontillado stirred, wincing at the sharp headache that left her reeling for a minute. When she could focus enough to see her surroundings, she noticed that she was in the front room of her hideout. "... what?!" She bolted up and ran to the window. I left. I went to find Kudou-kun and Bakkatori... what happened!? She watched as Bourbon smiled and gave her a cocky wave from where he sat in the parking lot in front of the building. Vermouth, she thought, remembering the woman she'd seen just before she'd lost consciousness. She used chloroform on me! That chick's NOT on my good side. She sighed and sat down, then glanced around quickly. "They took my bag, and my book?! that's it..." After taking a deep breath Amontillado grabbed the small table that furnished her room, hefting it over her shoulder. She took the nails out of the recently reattached boards on the door one by one and dropped them to the ground, removing the planks and breaking off the doorknob. "Looks like I'll be finding a new place..." She stepped outside, carrying the table over her shoulder, and called to Bourbon. "Oi, Amuro-chan! I'm heading to my meeting with the boss. If you try to stop me you'll get this table shoved down your throat, so I suggest you put your pistol down and let me pass..." Subaru and Hattori sat across from one another in the meeting room of the police station. The former was staring at the table as Hattori asked, "Are you sure it's okay to let Kudou do this on his own like that?" Okiya nodded. "That's the only way. If we join him we'll only put more people in danger, and working from here we can protect Mouri-san's family and the Tooyamas as well..." "Yeah, but what about Amontillado?" Subaru looked at Hattori and sighed. "I suppose you can know the full story," he replied, crossing his arms. "Eleven years ago the daughter of one of our top agents was admitted into our program. That was Natake Erru, the daughter of Kinzie. That's been explained. Her father had died when she was a child, so she got along immediately with Jodie. I suppose you could say they bonded in tragedy. Because she was only sixteen at the time, I left her at HQ with Sera every once in a while. They got along well, and eventually I had her babysit two to three times a week payed in cash... We couldn't allow her to do the dangerous cases, but she always wanted to help, to protect. That was kind of our way of protecting her... "But just after her seventeenth birthday her mother was killed in a confrontation with the Black Organization, and she decided to do something drastic. She ran off on her own and got involved in one of their cases, and we recieved notice that she'd been killed... Ten years after her funeral there was no sign of her, so this all comes as a slight shock..." Subaru trailed off as Hattori let the story sink in, watching the younger detective work through the information. "So she's twenty-seven now?" Okiya nodded, adding, "As long as it's really her, yes." Hattori shook his head. "She didn't look anywhere near that..." Okiya shrugged. "I don't understand that, and I won't until I see her." "So you're planning on getting involved?" Subaru looked at Hattori, his eyes cold behind the glint of his glasses. "That kid was my responsibility, and a friend to myself and my sister. Of course I am." Shinichi crossed the street and ducked around a corner, watching for any movement from the car he was trying to tail down the crowded streets. Gin sat talking on his phone with someone as he drove, Vodka offering commentary from the passenger's seat, and Shinichi smiled to himself, lifting his transciever button to his mouth. "Agasa-hakase, can you do me a favor?" Bourbon dialed the boss' number frantically, more annoyed by the sound of the keys and the melody of the song than usual. When the reciever was picked up, he said quickly, "Sir, Amontillado's heading your way..." What is she doing?! I can't get involved! "I understand," said the voice that had summoned Shinichi into the case. "Miyano-san was unable to deal with her those years ago. She'll make this game an easy check mate." "Miyano? You mean, you-" "Of course I know who she is, Bourbon. I've known since she joined us... Take care of Rye and leave Kudo and Erru to me. She'll make this game an easy checkmate."

There are a lot I don't care for, for example: Ran, Ayumi, Genta, Sonoko, Jirokichi, Vermouth, Amuro, Yumi, Eisuke, Kaito,and Akako... Ran's portrayed as too helpless and needy... She's always crying over Shinichi or asking him for help, when she's strong enough to take down most of the culprits herself... Ayumi and Genta are foolish and childish, and tend to make situations worse or put everyone in danger with no good reason. Sonoko....... nuff said. Her uncle only cares about 'defeating' Kaito Kid and really has no quality as a character... I don't trust him, either... Vermouth and Bourbon, besides being two of the most prominent B.O. members, just bother me. Vermouth annoys me and seems to know enough about Conan and the others, but she never acts on any of it, and her protecting 'cool guy' and 'angel' after her life was saved does not make up for anything else she's done... Yumi spends all her time either shipping DC couples or trying to break them up... Eisuke... no. He takes everything to extremes and never stops to think things through. Kaito is the same way, never thinking to get help from others and always showing off and putting himself in danger. Akako... she is the opposite of everything Gosho writes about logic and deduction. She makes 'magic' look evil and is a pain in the butt in the storyline...

Now sitting in the conference room of the Osaka Police Station, Shinichi and Hattori listened to Subaru as he explained the plan of action. "We should wait here for the person who gave you this..." He blinked and frowned. "Do you know who wrote this?" Shinichi nodded. "Natake did... well, apparently she's actually Amontillado, so I guess we can't trust her..." Subaru shook his head. "If that's true, and she's going by Amontillado and Natake, there's a high chance it's her. Not many know her name and her desired Organization name, so unless a member found out and is faking it, that girl is Natake Erru, and she's still alive..." He stared at the table contemplatively, not glancing up as Shinichi asked, "Then she's FBI?" "She was FBI. As I said, we were under the impression that she had died ten years ago. This feels impossible. Dead agents don't just pop up from the organization and announce that they're still alive..." Hattori asked, "What about the information on those guys you've been getting?" Subaru sighed, replying, "Those messages were between Kir and Jodie. The updates after my 'death' had to be handled discreetly, so we began using a coded system." Shinichi frowned, saying quickly, "So what do you think this means, Subaru-san?" "I don't know what to think..." There was a tap on the door, and a figure in a black hoodie and sweatpants slipped in, sitting silently at the table before removing the hood and addressing Shinichi and Heiji. "See, Kudou-kun, Hattori-kun? Told you I'd be fine..." Something about the greeting bothered him, but Shinichi nodded, replying, "Yeah, Natake-san..." Hattori broke in, "So what's all this about you being Amontillado, huh?! We trust you and you lead us to a 'safe' place that's as dangerous as it gets!" Natake sighed and responded with a frown, "You're the one who's staying in the most obvious place for Gin to look for you!" Subaru frowned, watching them. "Are you alright then, Amontillado?" "Fine. I just had to-" She looked up at Subaru. "Uh, who's this, you guys?" Okiya blinked. Of course she doesn't know me... She might not even know that I'm supposed to be dead as well. "Ah, this is Sh-" "Subaru... Subaru Okiya. I'm living in Kudou-kun's house while he's away on cases. I came for a testimony on a case I was involved in, and the three of us met up." He didn't know why he was lying, but something about the setup seemed off. Even if it was Erru, a possible ten years working for the black organization and being promoted to a named member could have changed her alignment... Natake took the ratty book from her bag and opened it, flattening the spine and covers against the desk for easier reading, and scanned a page. "So, you two, why're you hanging out here instead of finishing the case?" Hattori was the first to respond. "Ah, this isn't a simple open and shut murder case... If we reveal the person responsible for leaking the information, they're likely to become a threat to the Black Organization, and we risk putting them in danger." Natake shook her head. "And if you DON'T, there's no telling what the boss will pull! He hasn't even told Gin or Vodka what this 'prize' he's dangling in front of you and Masumi is, and frankly I don't want to find out! I may be technically one of them, but my spirit's allied with the police..." "Who are you?" Natake looked up, confused by Subaru's question. When she said nothing, he added, "You haven't outrightly told us your name... just let us assume your identity is the one we believe... Is that because you're being careful, or because you don't know who you're supposed to be?" Natake sighed and folded her hands under her chin. "Alright, alright... It's me, Erru... I'm wearin' this disguise so they won't know my age, and I gotta be brief, since I need to head back before Amuro-san realizes I'm gone... I survived an encounter with the Black Organization ten years ago, got away from the group, and waited it out to let the FBI think I wasn't coming back. I figured that was the only way to get the Organization to believe it. Then I did up this disguise, introduced myself under a fake name, and joined up... Happy now, Subaru-san?" Subaru nodded. "Quite. So tell me again, who are you?" Natake recoiled. "What do you mean?! I'm-!" Hattori jumped in with a quick interjection. "You called me by my actual name! Natake's been callin' me Bakkatori all day, ya know." "And that book... Natake would never damage her favorite book like that," Shinichi added. "She opened it just enough to read!" Subaru finished with a sigh, "She was also allergic to most makeups, even irritated by contacts, and would never be able to wear a latex mask like the one you've got on. Also, she'd be only five foot three at the most, and you're easily two inches taller without high heels... so, who are you?" Natake stood. "You guys are good," she said in a voice that wasn't her own. "Although I know more about the little lamb than you do, cool guy." Shinichi blinked as Vermouth removed her mask. "I guess you guys win this round, but you know, it might be better if you forget about Amontillado. The boss would appreciate not having to spill any blood, especially that of an FBI lamb, so soon after her initiation~" Subaru stood and grabbed Vermouth's shoulder. "Where is she?!" The woman gave a well-lipsticked smile and pressed her .357 magnum against his shirt, leaning in to whisper to him in English, "That's a secret, Rye..." He released her arm in shock as she turned to go, concealing her loaded weapon and waving as though to friends. "We'll meet later, Cool Guy~"

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