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Lightest of Nights: A Deck of Minds Chapter 7 Time's Ticking The alert stopped upon answering the call. What came to the eye was live feed of an ongoing shootout between authorities and another unknown group. Finding out who was priority. He continued to watch, pausing the footage at the sight of a notable detail. "There." He zoomed in on the point of interest, spotting a tattoo that resided on the left arm of one of the gunmen who returned fire against the police. He recognized the mark on immediately, knowing exactly who was in a quarrel with the police force after making this discovery. "The Ghost Dragons," Bruce noted. He crossed his arms as he continued to monitor the footage. "It has been quite some time since they have been active." "The Ghost Dragons," Barbara questioned. She took a closer look at the footage herself. She wasn't completely convinced. "Are you positive it's them?" "There's no mistaking it; the marking on that individual's arm is the gangs insignia," Bruce pointed. He paused, leaning back ever so slightly in inquiring fashion. "Why now.. after a timed hiatus, what is their reasoning for reappearing?" "And in the fashion that they have," Barbara added. "Not exactly the subtlest way of getting back into the game, so to speak." "Furthermore this is in Robbinsville," Bruce stated uncrossing his arms. "Something isn't adding up." She looked over at him after hearing this. "What do you mean?" "Robbinsville is not grounds the Ghost Dragons are known for operating." "Maybe they're looking to expand?" ".. Perhaps." "So do you want me to." "You'll come as well," Bruce confirmed. "Besides this, we still have another matter on our hands. Which means you could very well be needed." "That thief, right?" Sidestepping the posed he asked a question of his own. "Your suit, did you bring it?" "Never leave home without it." He turned away from the computer monitor with a taken step. "Let's not waste another moment, there is work to be done." She shifted in the seat as he made a move for the left side of the room. "So have you figured out where Kaitou Kid plans to strike?" Barbara asked. "I have an idea or two." Bruce answered. Just as he was to make another move someone marched down from the stairs to join them down in the confines of the cave. "Master Bruce I have a disturbance to bring to your." "The shootout in Robbinsville, I'm already aware," informed Bruce. "We're getting ready to head there now." "I suspected that much," Alfred said before moving to his next point. "Would you like for me to go and summon Damian?" "Only to keep him on reserve here," Bruce spoke in agreement. "There is too much uncertainty surrounding this situation, and I still haven't pin pointed where Kaitou plans to strike, let alone what he's after. Having Robin here gives a line for leeway.. in case of the unexpected." Neither was sure was what was meant by this. The only certainty, there was a situation that called for their attention. … The room was dark; the only source of light came from a lamp which sat atop a coffee table left of where they sat. It could be looked at as either half done or incomplete. In either case there was still ground to be gained before a finish could be declared. A single piece to the ultimate bigger picture was held in hand, taking several moments before the fitted spot was determined. They couldn't be any more pleased by this development, pushing them one step further to the inevitable conclusion. However this was only a means of putting things into perspective, accounting for the unexpected was not something that could be factored in, given their current stance. But with each push that came with the passing of another day it was clear it was only a matter of time before their time would come to step into the spotlight. "It's not the beginning, nor the build that sets the outcome… but rather the decision made at the crucial moment that will ultimately cement the means to an end." Even without the first hand to truly be played there was something inside that came as an alarm, knowing that what appeared on the surface was nothing but a mere tease at what was really to come. What that would come to be was unknown. All they could do was wait, certain that it would all truly begin soon. But would they be ready? ….. The gear was now in full force, steaming down the roadside. The feed coming in from the police radio was followed in full. This kept him updated on the matter as he made way to the scene that awaited them. "It has been awhile since I took a ride in this thing." Commented Batgirl in reference to the Batmobile. There was an unconditional focus to be seen on his face. What he was thinking was an uncertainty. He spoke without warning. "The check has been made in complete success, all that remains is to collect the ultimate prize.. the blanket of armor falls come thirty after eight tonight, thus revealing the ultimate fail," Batman said rehashing the words left in the message. "But what does it mean, and what is Kaitou after?" "Perhaps we should try unraveling its content piece by piece." Batgirl suggested. "Which I've been attempting to do since the moment I read the note, I've particularly been focusing on the first line," Batman said. "From what's implied I'd say the first written words detail a connection with what occurred at Skytale, however I'm still uncertain what the success referred to is hinting at." "What about the ultimate prize mentioned," Batgirl asked. "Have you given any thought to what that might be?" "To reach a conclusion is to first solve the core of the question," Batman said in response. "Which in this case being what he accomplished while at Skytale." "He didn't take the jewel that everyone expected him to take. At this point your guess is as good as mine," Batgirl said. "But if not that then what, why go through all the trouble only to leave empty handed? I don't see any success to gain with the decision he made." "Success can come in many forms," Batman reminded. "Finding out the one reached at Skytale is what I need to figure." After speaking this a live update came from the police radio. "Unit six to base, the attackers have split wide," An officer dispatched to all other listening in. "A large number of them have headed East with a smaller group setting out to the West end, I repeat the attackers have split, all are armed and dangerous." This information only complicated things further. "So what now?" Batgirl asked in light of this new information. "West is yours," Batman replied bringing them to a complete stop. "Leave the East to me." "What about Kaitou Kid?" "That'll have to wait," Batman said unlocking the top of the Batmobile. "We have a more important problem to deal with." This was an understatement. She nodded before being the first to leap out from the passenger's side. He jumped out as well before having the Batmobile drive off in autopilot. The two went their separate ways in the wake of this. He grabbed hold of the grappler clamped at his side before using it to spring to the rooftops above. "She's right," Batman thought swiftly touching down to the roof of choice. "We don't have much time before Eight thirty hits, which means I'm going to have to solve the coded message while tracking down the Ghost Dragons." The time was now forty nine after seven. There was less than an hour remaining before the spoken time of the planned move was to be made. "The check has been made in complete success." That line repeated throughout his mind several times over, feeling this was the key to all hidden secrets that lied beneath. He charged on for minutes, leaping from one building to the next with the thought of the note stemming on the mind. "Looks like we have something." He stopped after dropping to yet another rooftop, gazing down to the streets below to find a solid gathering of police officers searching the area. "Where did they go?" One of them questioned. "It's like they disappeared." Another added. There was no doubt in his mind who they spoke of. "The Ghost Dragons," Batman murmured looking down at the streets. His eyes traveled further ahead to find anyone who fit the visual of the sought. "They must be close, no way could they have gotten far if they were just seen a short time ago." He pressed on once again, finding his thoughts fade back to the other matter with something clicking in mind. This resulted in an instant stop. "That's it, the card.. the check mark coupled in with Kaitou Kid's insignia," Batman began feeling an opening had finally been reached. "As I figured before Kaitou was never looking for an accomplishment that could be held in hand or looked upon as a trophy, but rather to test if he could bypass Skytales security… Wayne's security." He brought a hand to his chin as he continued his contemplation on the situation internally. "The check has been made in complete success, all that remains is to collect the ultimate prize.. the blanket of armor falls come thirty after eight tonight, thus revealing the ultimate fail," Batman repeated in thought. "There's something that seems off about the sequence in which the message is written… the theme here is deception, could it be?" He dove into the hunch presented in mind, rearranging the written lines in which order he believed would lead to the truth. "The check has been made in complete success, the blanket of armor falls come thirty after eight tonight," Batman cemented. "It makes sense now, the blanket of armor mentioned in the riddle is a clear continuation of what was achieved at Skytale, Kid plans to go after something guarded by Wayne security, and if successful in doing so that would deem Wayne security unreliable in his mind and the minds of many more." That answer could squarely lie in the second half of the message, turning to just that to hopefully find the answer. "Thus revealing the ultimate fail, all that remains is to collect the ultimate prize.. fail," Batman quarreled mentally at the thought of it. "What is the ultimate fail hinting at, and more importantly what is the sought prize?" Time was quickly ticking away, if an answer wasn't determined soon there was no doubt the Kid thief's goal would be achieved, something he was not about to let happen. ….. The final plug pulled on the security feed sparked the beginning of the heist that had been set in motion exactly three months and eight days ago. The glass window was pulled aside after being cut from its hinges. This left him with a clear path to the empty room which was several feet below. A jump was made with no hesitation, touching down quietly. A look of uncertainty formed across his face as he pressed down to the device sitting in his left ear. "This is Kaitou Kid, I'm in," He dispatched. "Keep me alerted for any approaching activity." "Will do sir." Someone spoke in response. "I'm counting on you, Kid out." The transmission ended. This left his focus to drift back to what brought him to this very location. "I'm exactly on schedule," Kaitou Kid noted after checking his watch. He then scoured the room with the turn of his head, looking from one side to the other. "So, where's my inviter?" He moved further into the darkness, feeling something crush under foot. He looked down to find what it was. "Glass.." His eyes then looked to the walls above, coming in direct contact with a window that was shattered. For what was the cause was clear in his mind. His sights dropped back to ground level before pressing on. There was just enough light falling in through the windows above to guide him. He soon came within inches of a table, staring at what resided atop it. There were two humanoid twelve inch figures to be found sealed behind a protective glass case. Both resembled samurai warriors who held a katana blade in their right hands. The armor on both was sculpted in pure gold, not a single difference in stance or style. But they were not completely identical, one distinctive difference, their heads. The one on the left sported the head of a rattle snake while the other resembled that of a dragon. "Beautiful," Kaitou Kid remarked as he looked into the eyes of the snake, recognizing what they were made out of on contact. Even in the dark they sparkled a fascinating pink shine. "Golconda, the most desirable diamonds by most collectors." He then looked into the demanding eyes of the ferocious dragon. Its eyes were an instant allure, captivating him completely. He felt as if he could stare into its purple shine for eternity. "Amethyst Gemstones, magnificent." Even with his drawn fascination he knew he had to maintain focus for what truly brought him here. "This is what they're after.. so why then aren't they here?" Just as those words slipped past his mouth a dark shadow loomed over him from behind. A scolding look of challenge came to his face as he turned to face the opposition. "Now, for the moment of truth." To Be Continued

Lightest of Nights: A Deck of Minds Chapter 6 A Connection? The winds pushed in defiance of the taken path. By this time the speed in which was traveled had drastically decreased. The destined location was now in sight. And with a mission now checked complete, there were more questions to be asked than what was learned. The next moment came with a nose dive, soaring with a burst of speed that blasted downward. Within feet of reaching the ground a passageway opened to allow entry into the dark depths. Now in a dark tunnel he followed a trail of lights found along each wall that guided his path further. An end to his travels came soon after, bringing the aircraft to a stop after reaching his destination.. the cave. A large platform sat in the clear, the obvious land mark for where he was to land. Once he touched down he lunged out from the cockpit, finding that his travels back clocked in at a notable two hours and ten minutes. His attention was immediately honed in on the sound of someone taking a step toward him from his blind side. "Welcome back Master Bruce," Alfred greeted. "How was the first test of the upgraded bat plane?" "Its sonic speeds worked precisely as I had imagined." Batman noted. He was now ready to proceed with the task at hand. "I take it you will now commence with Kid thief matter?" "While I was away were you able to find anything additional regarding him?" Batman inquired before turning for the stairs left of where they stood. "I downloaded every record there is in connection to the Kaitou Kid," Alfred replied. "And while I looked over every file extensively there was nothing that I found that incriminates him in relation to this fear gas fiasco." "That has yet to be seen." Batman noted. "What about the toxin sir," Alfred questioned. "Did you find what was suspected?" He was just a step away from reaching the stairs, stopping after hearing the asked. "Yes, I did.. but what I found was not what I was expecting," Batman relayed. A hint of uncertainty found way to his face after hearing this. Before continuing he faced him completely. "What I discovered in three of crates in that storage room of Skytale was not Crane's toxin, but rather a powdered substance that only makes up one third of the Fear Gas." The shock on his face couldn't be any more evident. "But what does this mean?" "It's clear Alfred, Crane has been shipping the supplies necessary to produce the toxin not only separately; but from different locations as well." Batman revealed. "How did you determine that?" "Admittedly I was unsure myself when I first came upon the crates in question, but then I remembered.. something that was said," Batman began. "Before breaking free of the box I was in I overheard a discussion by two of the individuals who had taken all products to the Skytale museum." "And what was it you heard?" "The other two thirds of the chemicals needed to produce the Fear Toxin was transported to Japan by other means, there is only one thing to make of this," Batman said assured. "The fear gas is being produced overseas, and not being sent off as a finished product as I originally believed." "That certainly complicates things." "Scarecrow is using this method of business for one purposes, and that is to ensure his toxin isn't apprehended before the shipping process," Batman deduced. "So if we're to put an end to this there is only one solution." "To find Scarecrow." "Exactly." "What about the crates, surely you didn't just leave them there?" "I tagged each of them with a tracker," Batman informed. "Whoever comes to pick those crates up will lead me straight to where the gas is being made in Tokyo, and while that doesn't account for all other locations tied in all of this it is a start." His words were finished with him turning back for the stairs. "Alfred, did you save all the files on Kid as well?" "Already on the main hard drive," Alfred confirmed. "I even took the liberty of saving it to a backup drive for you." He nodded as a way of showing his appreciation. He made his way to the next floor where the super computer resided. His eyes made way to the large monitor just in time to see an image of something fall from the screen only to have another appear. This was an indication someone was looking over something, but who was it? He had no clue for who it could be as he moved in. Once the computer was reached the person sitting in the chair looked up to face him, clearly expecting his arrival. "Welcome back Bruce." "Barbara," Batman said expressing his surprise. "What are you still doing here?" "And here I was hoping for a thank you, after all I did play a hand in getting you shipped off." He ignored her remark completely. "You didn't answer my question." "Working the case of course," Barbara replied as she turned to face the monitor once more. "After learning about Kaitou Kid's note sent to you I decided to step in to see if I could lend a helping hand." "Have you come to any conclusions?" "Still working on it." His eyes looked up to the monitor as well. After analyzing the provided information he inquired about one of the most prominent details. "Kaitou Kid sent a letter to Bruce Wayne," Batman spoke with his eyes still in study of the screen. "Would we happen to have a copy of that letter?" Her attention was immediately dropped from the computer before looking to him once again. "You bet," Barbara confirmed. She reached past the computer mouse to grab hold of a white envelope which she held up for him to take. "Here you are." He accepted it as he posed yet another question. "Is this the original?" She nodded in confirmation "Yep." His investigation was now to truly begin. The envelope was dark red in color. The print was a glittering green which read 'Mr. Wayne'. He wasn't sure what to make of this at first glance, wondering if there was any relevance to the design. This was something that fell to the back of the mind for the time being, reaching in to pull out the note which rested inside. The surprises only continued to stack from what was pulled out. The scheme was now in reverse. The sheet of paper was green while the print of the message was red. "Hmmmm.." This was a detail he made sure to account for. With his eyes now on the written message he read aloud what had been sent directly to him. "The check has been made in complete success, all that remains is to collect the ultimate prize," Bruce read while surveying to the second line. "The blanket of armor falls come thirty after eight tonight, thus revealing the ultimate fail." He paused upon finishing, noting the iconic signature that was associated with the Kid Thief himself. No words were spoken for several moments. Curious as to his thoughts on the matter she finally spoke. "So what do you think," Barbara asked breaking the silence. "Any ideas to where he plans to strike, or take for that matter?" "I am unsure," Batman admitted. "But based from what's hinted at, I can only assume he's after more than just some dated portrait or prized diamond." "But what?" "I will find out," Batman assured. "Barbara I need you to check into something." "What is it?" She asked. "The incident that occurred at Skytale involving Kid, I want a list of all the people who were there that day of the incident." She brought her hands back to the keyboard before doing just that. "Loud and clear." Alfred joined the two of them with only one thing to make of this. "Are you thinking there might be a connection to find between the incident and the letter sent to you?" "Yes, and if there is we have less than twenty hours to make the connection before Kid plays his hand," Batman replied. "Alfred, has my meeting with the public on yesterday's matter at Skytale been set?" "Yes, for five O' clock this evening." "Good." "What's so important about addressing what occurred at Skytale?" Barbara asked still focused on the computer. "Insurance is always key." She was tempted to press for more but quickly decided against it. "… I'm not even going to touch that one." "What time is it now?" Batman asked. "Thirteen after two," Barbara answered. "Is there something you need to do?" "That's more than enough time." Batman replied while turning for the other side of the cave. "Where are you going?" "Upstairs," Batman replied with the removal of the cowl from atop his head. "I'll return soon, keep me updated if anything additional comes up." "Ok.. will do." With that the conversation came to an end between the two, leaving her to investigate on her own from there. ….. A new day arrived, and yet little resolve to speak of. With the hand of the clock making its next move, it alerted him another minute had past. Not that he was really paying attention. There was an endless cycle of cases that had found way to his desk, giving him nothing but an added determination to drive on. A sudden knock at the door across the room broke all silence, taking a deep breath as he gave the ok'ing response. "It's unlocked." He kept his eyes centered as the door opened, pleased to see who came walking through the door. "Sato, you have returned," Kiyonaga greeted. "I was not expecting you to be working this time of hour." "Getting this case closed is all that's been on my mind," Miwako said in response to this. "And there won't be any stopping until that goal is reached Superintendent." She marched forward, not coming to a stop until reaching his desk. It was here that she placed a folder in front of him. "What is this?" Kiyonaga asked. "The names," Miwako said pleased to announce. "The names of all who have come and gone throughout Japan in the last two months, traveling in and out at least seven different times." "Good work Sato." Kiyonaga thanked before opening the folder to view what was inside. What he came to find was not what most would consider to be expected. "Only twelve names?" Kiyonaga inquired before looking up at her once again. "Process of elimination, of the names that turned up in the search these twelve individuals are the ones that caught my eye," Miwako began. "All of the listed not only spent more than a week here in Japan, but were apparently here on business, this of course was all determined by the financial records I was able to pull on each and every one of them." "Excellent work." Kiyonaga commented after hearing her given rundown. Without further ado he focused all attention to the list that now sat before him to note all names that fell down in a straight row; Nella Kelmoe Jarvis Jellson Kanae Salvan Nelgar Jefferson Sandra Wu-San Thomas Garrfield Danielle Peerman Sukia Lemnai Tiasa Herman Lonnie Machin Frederic Gormon Aldor Sunshine After reading through all listed names he directed his attention back to the one who stood before him. "And do we have contact information for each of the listed individuals?" "Yes," Miwako confirmed. "However I have not yet determined all home addresses for all of them." "Which is alright, something you can see to tomorrow," Kiyonaga said closing his eyes for a brief moment with a staggering tiredness to be seen. "It is possible that none of these people have any involvement with the spread of this new drug, but this at least gives us a base to work from, good work Sato." "Is there anything you have for me?" "No, you may go," Kiyonaga replied. "We'll pick up where we've locked down tomorrow, is ten a good time for you?" She nodded in response. "Yes, ten will work perfectly." This stamped the end of their conversation, leaving him to look over the list of names for a second time. "Could one of these listed truly be the one we're searching for?" ….... Hours passed since making his return, after finishing with what he considered a successful conference he now found himself walking down the long fleet of stairs, ones which lead to the darkest and deepest of depths, a place where his ultimate secret resided. "I'm back." Bruce announced after walking down past the final step. Her long hair swayed as she swirled in the seat to face him, a clear look shown that she had been anticipating his return. "How was the conference?" "As expected," Bruce replied. He removed his hands from the depths of the worn jacket. After doing so he looked down at his watch. "It's now twenty after three, I only have a couple hours to get this solved." "Whether you want my help or not, I gathered all information on what happened at Skytale," Barbara said pointing at the computer monitor. "It's all here." He wasted no time in making his way over to her side, looking up to lay his eyes on what now resided on screen. "A playing card," Bruce noted after sighting the two images stacked aside one another. "Are these images of the same card?" "Yes," Barbara confirmed. "Front and back." "One side holds Kaitou's insignia, while the other showcases a check mark." "I've yet to determine what it signifies." Barbra admitted. "Which might not be possible looking at it as one piece," Bruce noted. "But what if we add it to the equation?" She was unsure of what he meant but was intrigued none the less. "What do you mean?" "This card is clearly a message, one which could directly be linked to the note received by Wayne Enterprises addressed to me." "You really think so?" "Think about it, Skytale's security is directly linked to Wayne tech," Bruce began. "Kaitou Kid infiltrated the museum only not to take what he set out to retrieve, why?" "Your point?" "Then he decides to leave a custom card behind for police to find, a move which I believe is the connection to make," Bruce hypothesized. "The letter sent to Wayne Enterprises is nothing more than an extension of the card collected by the Tokyo police force, he never intended to take the jewel.. his real goal was nothing more than to test the security set up at Skytale." "When you put it that way it kind of makes sense," Barbara realized. "But even so, do you have any ideas what his ultimate plan will lead to?" "No," Bruce admitted with a hand coming to his chin. "But time is of the essence, whether we crack his code or not Kaitou will make his move. He won't get away for a second time." It was with those final words that the alarming signal from the bat computer erupted, alerting him of an unrelated situation unfolding in the city. "And just when I thought things couldn't become any more complex." … The brightening sky from hours before was now weighed down by an early darkness from the several rain clouds that peered over the city. The position from where he stood was the grandest of them all, able to pin point everything there was to see with the turn of his head. The winds were calm, massaging the sides of his long white cape which fluttered in its wake. The moment was perfect, bringing a grin to his lips as he leaned forward to gaze down at the plane below. "Only two hours remain for the ultimate prize to hold, a monument of the Kid Thief himself.. in service and bound shall I have." This wasn't just a feel of confidence, but an almost certainty that could not be mistaken. And with the clock continuing to tick away, it would only be a matter of time before everything fell into place of the planned. To Be Continued

Lightest of Nights: A Deck of Minds Chapter 5 Connection to Make The second stage was now underway. He had no basis for how long it would be before he would finish. He sighed before turning in the chair, looking down to see him still standing there; clearly in a quarrel with his own thoughts. He was hesitant, but chose to speak. "Shinichi," Hiroshi said. "You don't have to stay here and wait, I can always call you once I have searched through everything we've gathered to this point." He nodded in light of this. "That might not be a bad idea," Conan agreed. "If anything I should return to the crime scene." He was surprised by this. "For what purpose," Hiroshi inquired. "Surely you took everything into accounted the first trip around?" "Yes, but there's always the possibility something new came to the light after my departure," Conan replied. "And by new, I'm referring to the victim himself; Tanakai-san." "True, other than his name you received no further information on the deceased," Hiroshi said coming to an understanding. "Who knows, perhaps his background could give us a clue as to where he might have come in contact with this 'new' drug." "I'll call if anything comes up." Conan assured. "You can expect the same from me," Hiroshi promised. He then turned back to the monitor to see back to the task at hand. "Do you have a set time for when you may return?" "I am uncertain," Conan said in response. "We'll see how everything plays out." "Very well," Hiroshi said now focusing entirely to the task at hand. "I'll keep my ears open for any calls, oh.. and don't forget to lock the front door on your way out." "Of course." Conan nodded. Following this he made way toward the other side of the room. Nothing more was spoken on the matter. Even with a clear path being paved there was still an uncertainty of what the end would hold, a fact that loomed without saying. …..... The last of what needed to be placed into the holding area of the aircraft was now underway. All merchandise was looked over before being tagged and loaded into the dock. Everything was either sealed in a box, or one of the many crates. "Looks like we're all done here," A man in possession of notepad filled with a checklist announced to three others who stood before him. "Let's get it all locked up." Just as they were to comply with what was instructed of them the sound of someone approaching could be heard. The three of them turned just as a woman came walking over, all while reeling a large crate along. "Hold on," She stated. The woman did not stop until coming within feet of the trio. "We've got one more." He gazed over the checklist, raising a brow as he looked back up to address her. "According to the list we have all the scheduled, whatever you have there was not included.. would you happen to know what's inside?" "Not a clue," The woman admitted. "I was instructed by the clerk at the front desk to make sure this box of goods gets loaded onto the plane headed to Novosibirsk." "Hmmmm…must be one of those last minute orders," The man concluded. "Bring it over, we'll make sure it reaches its destination." "Will do," The woman said before moving forward once again. "Not that it means anything to me, but is all of this stuff going to Novosibirsk?" "Yes," The man confirmed. "Nonstop." "That's at least a thirteen hour flight, correct?" "Not with this new line of tech these planes are tanking," One of the others noted "It should only take a little over ten hours for Novosibirsk to be reached." "I knew these line of planes were fast, but not to that degree." "You're not the only one," The man said in response. "Wayne tech excels in producing some of the most highly advanced aircrafts, on all fronts if I should say so myself." "I see." "But enough about that," He said with the sway of his hand. "Let's get this crate aboard with all other shipments; we have a schedule to keep." With nothing more the final crate was loaded onto the plane along with everything else before locking up the holding block. ….. He glided along masterfully down one street to the next. The wheels beneath swayed ever so smoothly with every turn made. Before he knew it the crime scene came back into view. By this time the body was being placed onto a stretcher, a sign that they were now moving on with the next stage in the investigation. He didn't let this stop him from skating over, only stopping after reaching the crime scene tape which was still present. Once there he surveyed the area. After a short search he spotted the person he was hoping to find. "Officer Takagi." Conan called out. He caught wind of his call, immediately looking his way. "Conan-kun." Wataru said surprised to find that he had returned. He walked over to join him in that instance, pushing past the crime scene tape in the process. "Why have you come back," Wataru asked. "I was under the impression you took off with Mouri-san when he went to the station ten minutes ago." He used this bit of information to his advantage. "It was Kogoro-no-ojisan who sent me back," Conan clarafied. "There's something he wanted me to ask of you." "What is it?" "Details about the victim," Conan replied. "Has his age, or even occupation been determined?" "We don't have an exact age as of yet," Wataru admitted. "But we most certainly have a narrowed range for what that could be." This was a start. "You do?" "Yes, besides the identification card that we found on him earlier we also came across another ID he was carrying," Wataru informed. "His school ID." His mind froze at the given. "He was a student." This fact coupled in with the victims appearance gave him a solid estimation for what grade they might be in. Pressing for more information he continued. "Really, where did he attend?" "Ekoda High." Wataru informed. His head leveled down ever so slightly. "A high school students, this shifts things to a whole nother perspective," Conan collected in mind. "And that's not a good thing, if a school kid was able to get his hands on a lethal drug as the one we're dealing with now there's no telling how complex things will get." His thoughts would be broken in that split second. "Was there anything else Mouri-san wished to know?" "No, that's all he wanted to know," Conan smilingly thanked with that child innocence in his eyes flashing. "I'll be sure he receives the details." "I'm glad I was able to be of assistance." Wataru boasted proudly. With that he walked off. It was now time to factor in the newly learned information into the already cycling equation. The fact that the drug in question had been obtained by a student increased the bar of possibility, an indication the drug could possibly be being distributed in a public place easily accessible to teens… but where? No matter the circumstances to be presented, he was determined to crack this case. "This is turning out to be broader than I originally thought." … After hours of travel the destination was now in reach. The wheels touched down to the solid surface, an impact which could be felt throughout. It was a concrete indication that they had truly arrived. His stance had to be maintained throughout; knowing even the subtlest of movement could blow his cover. The aircraft came to a complete stop after what only seemed to be a couple minutes. What was next? This question would soon be answered, feeling as the large crate he found himself hidden within was lifted. Few words were exchanged by those on the outside. What they were discussing was less than clear, but that wasn't of importance… but rather, where they would be going next. After being carried for what was estimated three minutes he was finally placed down once more, hearing as several other shipments were stacked down around him. He moved a little in position, shaking off a stiffness that had crept in. "Everything has been transferred, but to where?" There was no doubt about it. Possibilities began to scatter in mind as the sound of an engine erupted, followed by movement of the vehicle he now found himself riding in. The drive to wherever he was now being taken lasted for a little over twenty minutes. A short time after coming to a stop his crate was pulled into the grasp of two individuals. He made no movement from his end, as not to draw suspicion. The longer they traveled the more curious he became as to where they were going. After a short time he heard a sound on the outside which gave off a hint of sorts. "Stairs.." There was an undeniable descend to be felt, concluding he was being taken down a fleet of stairs due to the bumps in the path to be felt. This lasted for a marginable time. Eventually an electrical sound found way to his ear. But was it? The sound of automatic door perhaps? All movement seized soon after, a sign he had been placed down. Soon after conversation ensued between those on the outside, this time able to pick up what was being said. "So this is it, we're just going to leave all the goods here?" "Yes, our job here is done," Another spoke. "Next step is for the captains to come and collect, they get the task of dishing out the picks that are being transferred in from the other two locations." "Let's get going," A third interjected. "They'll be expecting us back within the usual thirty minute time frame; you know how the boss doesn't like to be kept waiting." "Don't have to tell me twice." The only sound to follow was that of footsteps, a sound which faded with every second that passed. There was only one thing to make of this. ".. They're gone." With a fierce explosion of strength the crate was shattered from within. He stepped out, minding the several wood bits that were now scattered across the ground. The room was dark. But even still he could make out how large it was in space. "Now, let's see where my travels have landed me." Before another move was made a ring came from the com-link within his ear, alerting him of an incoming call. "Alfred.." "The systems showcased an increased movement from you Master Bruce, so I assume you arrived?" "Yes, I have," Batman confirmed. "But where that is, is still unclear." "By what do you mean by that?" "Once we touched down in Novosibirsk the crate I was hidden within along with all other shipments was then exported to another plane before taking off once more." "That would explain why it took so long for me to pick up any activity from you." With the coast clear he moved forward. "Where I am is an uncertainty. The room I walk now is significantly dark, but from the looks of things I'd say I'm in a storage space of some kind." "Which should come as no surprise." With another step walked he activated the night vision within his cowl, giving him a better view of the path he now trailed. "If Crane's product is here I will find it." "I have no doubt." Alfred spoke assured. "What about the bat plane," Batman questioned. "Has it been sent?" "Autopilot," Alfred confirmed. "Wherever you are now it will track onto your signal." "I'll have things wrapped up here soon enough." With that said he reached down for his utility belt as he stepped forward, pulling out a small device of some kind. "This will allow me to pick up which box Crane's product is stashed in." There were several crates and boxes that could be holding the sought subject. He commenced through the dark room, listening to the sound of the signal that strengthen with each taken step. He made the decision to go right, following the wall on that side as he hovered the device over every box passed to try and find what had brought him here. In doing so there was something on the wall that caught his attention, a mark. His search was put on hold as he inched in closer to find that is was actually a print, one which brought an alarming discovery. "Alfred," Batman radioed. "I know where I am and where Scarecrow's toxin has been getting shipped to." "Where?" "Tokyo, Japan," Batman reported. "I've discovered Skytale's insignia on a wall down here, there is no doubt about it." "Well that sure adds another unexpected kink in the road," Alfred noted. "Not only was one of your planes being used to help in the transportation process, and now we've come to find that destination of the chemicals is none other than a museum associated with Wayne Enterprises." He brought a hand to his chin with his thoughts taking center stage. Yesterday's incident at this very location was one of the very first things to come to mind. It was almost too convenient. "The Kid Thief infiltrated this facility yesterday night by bypassing the security set up in this building by Wayne Tech, and yet when he had the sought possession in reach he decided not to take it," Batman spoke aloud. "And instead chose to leave behind a note, why… could he possibly be involved with this whole ordeal in some way?" It was certainly a possibility, one which he wasn't going to let stay refrigerated. "Alfred." "Yes Master Bruce?" "I have a favor to ask," Batman replied. "I want all files on Kaitou Kid, from case files to any sightings that have been reported on him worked into my data base." "For what reason?" "He might be involved with this in some capacity," Batman replied. "Every possible lead needs to be covered, including this one." "What do you hope to accomplish?" "Finding and bringing the Kid Thief in for questioning," Batman declared. "Even if it means by force, finding him will be the first step." "Something you won't have to try hard." "What do you mean?" "Just about two hours ago Wayne Enterprises received something, a letter… one which was addressed to Bruce Wayne," Alfred informed. "I had hoped to bring it up to you once your mission was complete. But this moment seems appropriate as any other to bring you up to speed. Believe it or not the letter in question was sent from none other than Kaitou Kid himself." His eyes flickered at the announced. "What?" "And sir, he plans to make a move on one of your most prized valuables," Alfred informed. "Well, at least that's what I was able to make from the written message." "How soon?" "If what I think is to be true," Alfred began. "Less than twenty four hours." And with that, an inner clock began its spin as he muttered his name. "Kaitou Kid.." To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 140 Enter the Birds Den There was an optimism to be felt, one which was completely centered on an unknown at the highest of levels. There was no hint at what circumstances would bring in the coming moments, mentally preparing for anything that came to mind. His inner cycle of thoughts were cut to a close soon after at the sound of steps from before closing in further. A few yards, a couple feet? There was no way of truly knowing the gap in distance, each step locked with an echo that spanned throughout the walls on all sides. It didn’t matter either way, for it was only a matter of time before an appearance was to be made. It was with his last line of thoughts that two dark figures appeared before the cell he found himself locked away within. Both stood tall in stature with notable bulky attire each had on. Were they wearing armor of some kind? There was no real way of knowing with the darkness that filled the room. "Step up to the bars and hold out your hands." This demand came without warning, something that caught him by surprise. He was frozen for the moment, one which quickly came to pass as he began moving forward in compliance with what had been instructed. "Make sure those palms are open." The same voice spoke once more. He was more than skeptical of this but did as asked, knowing his current position left him with very limited options in approach. The steel bars were reached in little time, holding out his hands with the open of his palms just as planned. It was with this move to make that the steel bars were unlocked. The man on the left leaned forward with something clearly in hand; there was no telling what it was at first glance. This of course was answered soon after with the feel of the cold metal clamping down to both of his wrists. ".. Handcuffs." There was no secret to it, he was more than sure. "Come," The man standing right of him spoke. "Follow us, it’s time." There was no telling for where they would be going, knowing the next seconds would be crucial in getting himself in a position to set things into his corner. But before he could do that assessment would be required, something which was launched as they began their way down a dark long narrow hall. Fortunately small cracks in the wall every few feet down provided for just the visual he needed. His eyes slowly peered from left to right, examining both men who were now escorting him down the hall. It was just as he expected, finding both to have armored chest pieces of some kind. This wasn’t even the most alarming detail of all, quickly coming to discover that both were armed with firearms, strapped in place on different parts of their bodies. He faded to the left side at the sight of this, making contact with one of the armed men who pushed him back with rough retaliation. "What the hell are you doing?!" He bellowed angrily. "My legs, they’re tired." Kaito enunciated. "Don’t stagger again or I’ll give you more than just a shove the next time," He guaranteed. "I’m sure a guy like you can manage; besides we don’t have much further to go." "You got it boss man." Kaito jested in a humored matter. This was an attempt to push at the button further so to speak, one which didn’t amount to a response like he had been predicting. No further words were exchanged as they continued the walk through the darkness, growingly finding himself becoming more interested in where it was they were going. "I’m certain any questions I ask of these two are bound to be shot down, which means I’ll have to play the patient card for now." This was the best move to play for the time being. To his delight they came upon a fleet of stairs soon after, an indication they may not be too far off from reaching the destined location. The man standing on the right side of him was the first to begin the walk up the stairs before feeling a light push from behind. "Get moving." The instructions were clear, heading forward with yet another witty remark to pass. "Aye master, your command has been received in full clarity." The top was reached in little time which now brought them in range of a large wooden door. It was pushed aside with moderate difficulty by the man who still held his position in the front. This in turn brought a light which made it to where he could now clearly see everything that resided around him. There was no stopping there, continuing forward which brought them into a large room. The area was massive in size, something you would associate with a foyer or ballroom through his eyes. There was another set of stairs a ways ahead that lead to yet another floor. "How far down are we?" Kaito thought upon noting this. His eyes then fell from the stairs to what could clearly be seen lying in the center of the room. "What is that?" He couldn’t tell what it was from the current gap in distance, only closing in with every step taken. What lied there became all too apparent after closing in within feet, feeling his heart rate increase in speed at the sight of it. "A body," Kaito thought with a pause. "But whom?" They came to a stop after a couple steps more, gazing down at the motionless body to make a gut wrenching discovery. "That’s… that’s Simon Lain." There was no denying it, this was the same man he had been finding himself trailing for the past couple days. It was clear from the inflicted wounds that he endured some form of torcher, only making him wonder exactly he had been out. "Now you’ve seen it for yourself," The man to the right stated. "Now if you don’t want to end up like your friend you had better tell us everything we want to know." ".. My friend?" Kaito questioned. "What’s that?" "You called the deceased my friend," Kaito replied looking his way. "How can that be so when I’ve never seen this man before?" "You’re lying, you were there when we started firing last night." "So it was your bullets that pieced me, I see," Kaito said with a pause. "But I should let you know I was only on my way to the library on that street, which by your statement makes it sound as if I was caught up in the crossfire." "What?!" "Dammit Lovob, I told you he was nothing more than a bystander." The other man spoke. "Quiet Twharne, you know as well as I we couldn’t have taken the chance that he wasn’t." "Now what?" "We’ll do the only thing that we can, we’ll have to kill this guy as well," Lovob replied. "We all know the drill, no loose ends." "The boss won’t be too happy when he finds out about this." "Maybe not but either way we need to take care of this now, the sooner we get this done the better off." The sound of a what appeared to be a shot gun interjected their conversation, all eyes immediately looking toward the large staircase in the clear. It was there that the two of them laid eyes on him, immediately dropping to their knees almost immediately after. "Boss." Twharne said at the sight of him. Neither dare made a move as the man in a three piece suit and top hat gradually made his way down the towering set of stairs. It seemed as if an eternity passed before he finally reached the bottom, heading straight for Kaito who gazed down at the man who fell short of him in height by more than just an inch. "Who the hell are you?" Kaito inquired in an almost a welcoming matter. This only provoked a smile from the newcomer. "How dare you speak to our boss that." Twharne began only to be cut off. "Silence," The man who had joined them all spat. "You’ve said enough." With that taken care of he immediately turned back to give his full undivided attention to the person of interest. "You’re a unique one aren’t you," The man in the suit of black began. "One of the few who chooses to be one curve ahead of the game and all players." "I’m sorry," Kaito said shifting his body completely to align with him. "But were those statements directed at me?" "You’ve got quite the rampant mouth, but what do you say we drop the clueless lamb act and get to the point?" These statements were followed up with him walking up to him, once there he reached into the left side of Kaito’s jacket to reveal a gun. "Dammit.. how did he know?" "He had a gun," Lovob questioned. "I swear when we checked him earlier he was unarmed." "That’s because he relieved you of one of your own firearms when he leaned on you while you were escorting him here you damned imbecile, I witnessed it all on the security room." "What?" "If there’s anything I despise more than a bad situation, it is consistent incompetence," He continued on. "Something you two display better than anyone else." Feeling he had made his point he turned back to see the look in his eyes from before had maintained, even with the change in circumstance there was still a look of confidence to the highest of level to see. "You seemed less than affected by the shift in condition, I can only assume that’s because you’re planning your next move to play." "Aren’t we always?" Kaito said in response to this. "A green end response, I’m actually starting to favor your life," He said now pointing the seized weapon at him. "Here’s the deal, you’ve got two choices." "Either serve under you or die?" "You catch on quickly, I could use someone of your reflexive intellect," He stated. "Perhaps you could change the primitive nature of how most of the other guys think around here." He knew there wasn’t much choice at this point, going ahead with the only choice that made sense. "I’m willing to give your offer a chance under a condition." Kaito announced. "Oh yea, and what’s that?" "Only that you relive me of these forsaken handcuffs," Kaito replied holding out his hands. "They make me feel claustrophobic in some strange way." He couldn’t help but find himself humored by this claim which resulted in a genuine laugh, pulling out a key from his pocket which he then used to unlock the cuffs. "Much better." Kaito said as he watched the man in the top hat turn back for the stairs. "Follow me." He instructed. "Sure thing… wait," Kaito said taking a step forward. "How would you like me to address you?" He stopped at the question posed, turning back to face him with a clear response to give. "Oswald Cobblepot," He answered with the tip of his hat. "But as the street requires, you can call me Penguin." To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 139 Stance Given There was no light to be shed from the outside, almost as if they had awoken to nothing but darkness itself. The only thing providing light was that of a flickering torch a lengths away from where he lay. There was very little to feel within the body, tightening his fist to find an obvious numbness. This was no different with the rest of the body. There was a weakness to be felt with the first attempt made to ease up from the position he found himself in. He fell back with a light wail of pain to escape his lips. It was after this occurrence that the staggering pain revealed itself, one which could be felt down at his left side. That’s all it took for it all to come pouring in, rehashing bit by bit what had happened in the hours that had passed. "The motel, the library… that’s right," He thought with a realization. "That’s when I was shot… but where am I now?" This was the question of the hour. He didn’t waste any time, reaching down to trace his finger over where the pain was at its peak to make an alarming discovery. "My wound, it’s bandaged up." This only raised his curiosity further. Where was he, and who had taken the time to see to his injury? Was he now in a medical center of some kind? His eyes were gradually adjusting to the darkness, starting to make out small details in the surrounding area. There was nothing immediate on either side of the bed, also finding he had been relieved of all personal belongings. He then focused to the distances ahead which brought a heightened clarity due to the flaming torch directly across yards from where he laid. It was within those first moments that the outline of bars were hinted, leaning forward with a sharpened look only confirmed this. Only then did the thought come to mind. "Am I being held captive?" And if so he knew there would not be any room for error with what was to come next, which would be devising a plan of escape. Between his injury and the unknown of his current location he knew this would be no simple task. What came next only pressed the matter, hearing a shocking sound that erupted throughout the walls with no warning to give. "A scream… but who?" It was clear he had no interest in learning what was going on. There was no doubt or second guess, it was now a race against time in his mind. "I have to find a way out of here, and soon." 　 …………………………… 　 A fourth attempt was applied before taking a step back. The results were the same as they had been before, receiving no response from the other side. With a concern coming to the fold he reached forward with the turn of the knob, pulling the door off to the side to find the room empty. "He’s not here?" This absence was almost surprising given that the time was only ten after seven. He had never come to the room at this time to find him unavailable. "Where could he have possibly gone?" There weren’t too many ideas that came to mind, closing the door as he made his way down the long hall. It was a quiet morning, even able to hear his own breath with each exhale. It was almost as if he was the only one present in the house. With all rooms checked there was only one area that had yet to be checked, having a good feeling that’s just where he might be. He descended to the lower level, entering the room which would be considered the main entrance to the closet of secrets itself, grabbing holding of the pendulum with a tight pull to signal the open. This allowed him entry, walking in with the clock sliding back into place after doing so. There was a presence to be felt with the distance narrowing, only becoming more apparent with the echo of voices to be heard. "I thought I might find you down here." Alfred said after sighting him aside the computer chair. It wasn’t hard for him to detect who the message was directed to. Knowing this he turned to face him with direct contact made. "I take it you were looking for me?" The last steps were taken down the staircase bringing him to ground level. "That is correct," Alfred confirmed. "You received a call." "A call," Shinichi asked becoming fully attentive. "From who?" "That can wait," Bruce announced from his seat in front of the computer. "We have more important matters to deal with at the immediate time." "What is it the two of you have been doing down here?" Alfred asked. "Review." Bruce replied with his focus still on the computer. "Review for what?" "Everything," Bruce answered. "Stemming from Salomon Green’s death, the Mount Zomoph incident, all the way to the unsolved murders that occurred months ago in Japan." "I see, and have further tests been run our guests condition?" "Yes," Bruce replied. "We’ll have the results back in the next hour." "So Shinichi," Alfred said looking his way. "How are you feeling?" "No different than I have the past few days," Shinichi replied. "Which I’d depict as normal standards." "There’s another bit of news I’ve come with." "What is it?" Bruce inquired. "A call came in for you from Wayne Enterprises a few minutes ago." "About?" "Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten about the yearly Gotham funding event, for which you agreed you’d heavily be taking part in this year," Alfred reminded. "Only two days left." "I haven’t forgotten." Bruce assured glimpsing back at him for a brief moment. "If I must say I believe bringing along a companion would be something to consider," Alfred advised. "Adding image to go along with the goal is never a bad idea." "Something I’ll consider." "I thought that you might," Alfred said. "If you need me I’ll be outside, there’s work that needs to be done." "I’ll keep that in mind." A nod was given in response, seeing himself off as he headed back for the stairs. This left just the two of them once again, both with the same thing on mind.. finding a means to an end for all the cases set before them. "Before we continue there’s some ground we need to cover." Bruce spoke sparking conversation once more. "I’m listening." "I’d first like to say that when I first heard you’d be coming to Gotham I wasn’t planning for you to get involved in any of this, I’m still no fond of the idea," Bruce admitted. "So don’t give me a reason to change the decision I’m about to make." "Which is?" "I’m releasing the leash so to speak, which will give you more flexibility going forward with the investigation," Bruce continued. "But if an order is given I expect that you’ll follow it, and if you don’t.. all tides are cut." "I understand." "Good," Bruce said standing up from the chair to lock eyes with him with a sheer look of focus to share. "Then our true mission begins, Detective Kudo." 　 …………………………………………….. 　 The screams had long since faded, almost as if death had overtaken with the loss of the cries. The belief from before couldn’t be any clearer, he was in a locked up cell of some kind. His nerves had now peaked, only strengthening his urge to find the inner power to wield him out of the current predicament he found himself in. The torch continued burning strong in its flame, shadowing his figure as he dropped down to the coldness of the ground which brought a shrill of uncertainty within. What was his next move going to be? There was no time to calculate or plan, there was no telling for when they would come. And with that thought coming to find a sound could be heard, one which didn’t sound too far off from his position. "A door… is someone coming?" This left him frozen, but only for a moment. There could be no panic, and nor would he show it. A stomp of a foot called out, a sound which would suggest someone walking down from an upper level. There was no more denying it, someone was in fact coming. With nothing to work to his advantage and no knowledge of the cell he found himself in he knew an escape would come down to the first seconds once the door was unlocked. The steps only increased in pace, finding the rhythm in each taken to be off beat. There was only one conclusion that could be determined from this. "There’s more than one person." There was no doubt, he was sure of it. With a kick start in thought and a goal to reach a smile fell in place. All that remained was an execution that could be nothing short of perfection, a factor which could mean life or death. To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 138 A Case Resurfaces There was much that could have been taken away from those comments. There was no certainty to what it was he was referring to. He was prompted to question him on the matter, but chose not as a move was made for the other side of the room. “Where’s he going?” His every movement was followed, tracing all motion which led to the grandfather clock just feet away from where the desk resided. No words were said, simply watching as an attempt to pull the glass away covering the inner parts of the clock was made. “What’s he up to now?” This activity was bizarre to say the least, having no idea what exactly it was he was hoping to achieve with the latest move made. His uncertainty would soon come to an end, one turning into a curiosity as the glass was carefully pushed off to the side. There was no stopping there. His next move was to reach inside to grab hold of the pendulum, swaying it back in forth with equal force several times over. The count came up to twelve before finally stopping. What came next was giving the pendulum a downward tug; a move which resulted in the spark of a sound which no one in the room could deny hearing. But it was what came next that caught him by surprise most, watching as the grandfather clock gradually slid left from its current position on the wall to reveal what appeared to be a hidden passage way. There were no words that came to mind in what to say next. Fortunately it wouldn’t be his move to make. “Come,” Bruce instructed with the wave of his hand. “Follow me.” There was little hesitation as he opted to do what was asked. He brought his hands to his pocket as he began to walk, bracing himself for whatever was to come next. The opening that had been revealed in the wake of the move of the clock presented that of a dark path, only imagination presented for the many possibilities of what could be within. “All will make sense soon,” Bruce assured. “All will be made clear soon.” With that he walked forward, fading into the darkness set before them. He couldn’t help but feel uneasy as he took his first step in. “Watch your step,” Bruce warned. “The path will become steep closer to the bottom.” “Thanks for the tip.” It became easier with the next steps taken, feeling a sense of comfort the further they descended into the darkness. The clock could be heard sliding back into place shortly after, something that didn’t come as a surprise. A cool air surfaced from the depths below soon after, one which reminded him of his first thoughts when entering the study for the first time. “So this is it,” Shinichi thought. “This must be where that cold air I felt from on that day was coming from.” His eyes gradually adjusted to the dark path being walked; only becoming more curious as to where they were going with each passing second. It was at that time that a sound could be heard, one which echoed throughout the stone cold walls on each side. There was no visual for what it was or where it was coming from, only its ever growing whisper letting them know the destination was near. “If I’m not mistaking that’s the sound of something dripping.” This thought was only heightened with the fresh scent of water reaching with the next steps taken. By this time they had been walking for close to a minute, hearing as all movement out in front came to an end. He did the same, waiting for what was to come next. “We’re here.” Bruce announced. There was no telling for what had been reached; adjusting his eyes further to see what was in the darkness ahead. But even with his keen perception of the distance between them and what was ahead, there was no real way of knowing exactly what they came upon. The answer would come soon, taking Bruce only moments more to raise a lever located on the right side of the wall that sparked a path of lights. And with that moment all was revealed, stemming from the large computer across the way to the several additional floors which showcased several different electronics at each station. He could only look on in awe, not fully clear on what it was he had come witnessed to. “What is this place?” Shinichi inquired while still surveying the large area. He turned to him with one simple answer to give. “The Batcave.” ……………………………………………………………….. The rain drizzled lightly as it made a push for the ground, contacting softly with minimal sound to release. It was no different than any other scene of trauma. There was interest to be raised, crowds to be found in the wake of it all. The death toll was unclear, continuing to watching as one body after another were removed from the vehicles that had countless shots from unidentified firearms. He had gotten there just minutes after the police, scaling the area several times only to find a phone, one which showed traces of blood. Could it be his? But there was no body for confirmation either way, which was nowhere to be found. His body had not been sighted with the others being reeled off into the trucks that arrived on the scene, nor was he standing amongst the crowd. It was almost as if he had disappeared. But why would he leave, and where would he go to without letting him know first? Several scenarios went through his mind as the rain continued to fall, looking down at the phone as the question of them all surfaced once again. “Master Kuroba… where are you?” ………………………………………………… To speak its name only would be that of less than an introduction, following him as he headed over to where the large computer could be found. Once there he took a seat in the soft cushioned chair sitting in place before focusing his sights to the large monitor before him. “Let me guess,” Shinichi said removing his hands from his pockets. “The Bat-computer.” “No, I actually got around to calling it the super computer,” Bruce stated. “Not the most creative, but has worked fine none the less.” “You called this place the Batcave,” Shinichi said having a look over to the left side of the room. “But what is this place exactly, from what I can tell I’d say you’ve got a nice little headquarters set up.” “Listen up,” Bruce said with a change in tone to be heard. “I brought you down here for two reasons, one being to further analyze your condition.” “Which probably won’t require a trip to the medical center,” Shinichi remarked after taking a deeper look around the room. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you had a set station for everything.” “Resources are necessary for keeping a balance in the line of work from my position.” “So other than my condition,” Shinichi said turning back to face him. “What’s the other reason you brought me down here?” “Months ago in Japan there was a series of unsolved murders,” Bruce began. “Left at each scene was a hint to the play at hand, a riddle if you will.” “How could I forget.” “I didn’t think you would.” “But something doesn’t make sense,” Shinichi said with the slight raise of his hand. “With how much effort was put in the culprit simply stopped, never to strike again.” “That is until last night.” Bruce reported. “What, where?” “Right where we reside now,” Bruce replied locking eyes with him. “Here in Gotham.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince 137 Door Opened The area was darkened, nothing but the sound of the wind brushing past the window on the other side being the only reminder of his whereabouts. There were many things circulating throughout the mind, almost startled by the sound of something coming from the other side of the room. His head was slightly turned, wondering just what it was. The seconds to come revealed just that, listening as it became louder in result giving him a clear indication of what it was. “Someone’s coming.” He pushed up with moderate difficulty, shaking off the sleepiness that had washed over him since finding his way to the room just over an hour ago. The steps that could be heard trotting throughout the walls came to a stop soon after, not surprised when a knock came at the door with no warning given. “Hold on, I’ll be right there.” With a push he stepped up from the bed, maneuvering his way through the dark room to find his hand grasping hold of the door knob a short time later. The door was immediately pulled to the side to find him standing there with a pleasant smile. “Good evening Shinichi,” Alfred greeted. “The master wishes to see you.” “No doubt for the second sample of blood to be collected.” Shinichi guessed having a step out to join him. “Is he down in the study?” “Yes,” Alfred enunciated. “I’ll escort you there.” He found no wrong in this, simply following him as the two began their walk down the hall. “I couldn’t help but notice the light being off when you greeted me at the door,” Alfred pointed out. “Did I by any chance wake you?” “Not at all, I was only thinking.” “About what,” Alfred posed. “If you don’t mind me asking of course.” “… Everything.” There was no other way of wording, fully understanding the response in full. “That seems to be the case for us all.” Alfred said as the door at the end of the hall was reached. Silence came back to the fold moving forward, carefully walking down the stairs just like any other time. Once at the bottom they headed straight for the study, finding the door unlocked upon reaching it. The two walked in while looking toward the left side of the room to see him standing there with his arms crossed, staring up at the moon which could be seen gazing down at them through the window. “Master Bruce I’ve returned with Shinichi as requested.” “Thank you,” Bruce replied. “Would you mind leaving us, I’d like to speak with him alone.” “Very well.” He did as asked of him, closing the door on the way out giving the two privacy. A wait ensued, one which lasted for several moments to come. He chose not to speak, waiting for him to deliver the first word. The first move came without warning, watching as his once crossed arms fell down to his sides. “I assume you know why you were summoned?” “Of course,” Shinichi replied. “To extract another sample of blood from my system to give us an update on my current state.” “Is that all?” “What do you mean,” Shinichi inquired with a change in expression. “Isn’t that why you called for my appearance?” “Yes but that is not all, there is something else,” Bruce continued. “Something that may require your service.” This caught him by surprise, feeling his hands falling from where they clung at the sides of his pockets. “You need my help?” “Yes, but before we can proceed there’s something you need to see,” Bruce replied finally looking away from the window side to face him. “Come with me, it’s time.” “Where are we going,” Shinichi asked as he approached. “And what do you mean it’s time?” “We’re going to where we will commence,” Bruce replied closing the gap further. “I’ve waited long enough in withholding all secrets; it is time you learned… that you know everything.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 136 Blind Shot The course of the day brought about much planning as much as it did promise. But with the door of opportunity closing in with each passing minute would the chips fall into place as planned? There was no doubt in his mind that this would come to be, checking the time on the watch strapped to his wrist to find only twenty minutes remained. This was more than enough time. He placed his hand to the seat in front, tapping it to get the attention of the driver. “Is something wrong?” “This will be far enough.” They nodded in compliance, immediately turning back for the road ahead. They pulled up to an empty spot along the right side before turning back to face him. “Will this be ok?” “Perfect.” He exited as soon as he tipped the driver, taking those first moments to scour the area as a whole as he walked. The buildings came next, finding everything to be clear from that view as well. “It doesn’t appear I’m being watched or followed, good.” After traveling for another couple yards he came upon a newsstand, finding this to be an ideal place to set up for what was to come next. He reached down into the left pocket of the worn jacket, grabbing hold of the only thing that could be felt inside. It was that of a phone. He took the next second to check the time once more before making another move. “It’s closing in on fifteen minutes.” The wait would continue, keeping the phone tight in hand as he peaked around the corner from where he stood, looking directly to the entrance several yards away further up the street. Many could be seen exiting, very few could be seen going in as opposed to those walking out. This was a high pointer, letting him know the time was nearing. But with the wait coming to an end a strange feeling crept in, almost as if something unexpected was to come. Whether it be good or bad was unknown. This raised his awareness, finding his focus at the top of his limits as the wait continued. ________________________________________________________________ The night was now taking form by this time. With darkness crawling in this called for him to bring light to the room with the flip of the switch. The outlook was the same as when the day had begun, a standstill. No matter how long spent in one area or what angle tested it all seemed to fall back to where it began. It wasn’t just the mystery of the where, but the test in itself of figuring out the when and why. Had they been taken, or did they leave the site on their own free will? At this point all possibilities now had to be considered. Regardless of the end may bring he was determined to figuring out where the missing pair had gone. It was in the thought of this that the presence of someone entering the room could be felt, glimpsing up from all gathered evidence atop the desk to see him standing just feet away from where he sat. “It’s not often you leave the door open while you’re working sir,” Alfred said quick to point out. “Well at least not lately.” “It doesn’t make sense Alfred.” “What’s that?” “The disappearance of Danielle Walden and his daughter.” Bruce replied. “What is it that doesn’t make sense?” “The scenario which most have pointed to,” Bruce replied. “Abduction.” “Are you saying you don’t believe they were abducted?” “According to evidence, yes.” “Perhaps a runaway?” “Doubtful,” Bruce replied. “Danielle and his former wife Kalien, and the mother of their daughter Mera does not see that as a high possibility.” “And you agree?” “Given the circumstances, yes,” Bruce replied. “On a personal level Kalien and Danielle seemed to have been on good terms.” “And legally?” “Joined custody,” Bruce informed. “And being that Kalien had their daughter for only weekends, Danielle running off with her wouldn’t make much sense, especially since she stayed with him the majority of the time as the two had agreed upon.” “Even with that being the case, I for one still wouldn’t rule out the possibility of Mr. Walden taking off with the girl.” “I’ve checked all his cards, if he had skipped town I’m sure a transaction in the last week would have been made to one of the two banks he’s linked with,” Bruce said. “There were also no large withdraws made from any of his accounts, this only adds more weight to why it’s unlikely he left town along with his daughter.” “With all the facts presented I can’t disagree.” “That still doesn’t rule out the possibility completely,” Bruce said standing up from the chair. “At this given time there’s no telling what conspired up until the day of their disappearance.” He stepped from around the desk, heading over to the far left of the room where the window could be found. He stopped after reaching it, staring into the arrived night with several things in mind. This only brought about a silence, one which spanned over the next several moments. There was no movement in his stance during this time, bringing a raising concern from his perspective. “Master Bruce.. ?” Seconds more ticked away before a response was given. “Alfred, bring Shinichi to me,” Bruce instructed. “It’s time.” Not another word needed to be said, immediately turning for the door upon hearing his request. The night was young and still had long to go. But by its end he hoped with the dawn of light would bring a much needed light on the case at hand. ________________________________________________________________ After a day’s plotting and the fall of the sun past the length of the horizon, the time had finally come. The full view of the moon could now be seen, only slightly covered by few clouds that drifted by. The phone was still firmly held in hand, raising it as he watched a car came to a stop at the front entrance of the location he had his sights set on. “That’s the fourth vehicle in the last minute, they must be arriving.” He continued to keep a look out as the phone held down at his side released a subtle vibration. “Right on schedule.” The phone was brought to their ear, taking the call with no hesitation. “Master Kuroba, what’s the situation?” “Standing outside of the library now,” Kaito replied. “From the recent activity I’d say the guests have arrived.” “Have they gone in?” “That’s the strange part, of the automobiles that have pulled up alongside the road in the past minutes no one has yet to exit.” “That is strange if I must say,” Konosuke agreed. “What will you do?” “I’ve waited for long enough,” Kaito replied. “I’m getting ready to make the next move.” “I understand.” “Do you have the flyers set as planned?” “Of course, everything is a go,” Konosuke replied. “The rest is up to you.” “If all goes well I’ll see you in approximately an hour,” Kaito replied. “If you call and I don’t answer don’t stress it, it only means the task is underway.” “I would assume that much,” Konosuke said. “But let it be known I’ll only contact if need be.” “For the best,” Kaito said. “Remember, don’t roll in until the signal is given.” “You have my word.” Their talk came to an end with that final exchange, both feeling positive on the plan that had been set. There was only one thing that remained, execution. He chose not to move from his current position, continuing to watch the vehicles which had recently parked aside the street. “I don’t understand, why hasn’t anyone ascended?” This thought remained on his mind for another minute. After the short time past he adjusted his eyes to the car nearest him, catching a vague visual of someone on the passenger side. “A phone… could they be talking to someone?” This brought up another possibility in his mind, could everyone be waiting for someone… or something? This very thought only gained weight with every passing moment. Given the distance between him and the darkened figure within the car there was no way of confirming they were in contact with someone. It was at that moment that the decision was made. “I’ll have to get in closer.” It now became about posture and approach, tucking both hands into his pocket as he watched a young pair walk right past. “The timing couldn’t have been any better.” Taking advantage of this he casually followed along, dampening his view with the decision to lower the cap above his eyes. This move was made to keep his appearance shielded, at least for the time being. He inched in with every step taken, slightly glimpsing up to see the car a mere few yards away. “Almost there.” It was with the next step that all would take a major turn to the unexpected, hearing an earthshattering sound that sent a stunning shock throughout his body. All fell numb, feeling as if a substantial amount of his energy had been drained from his body. Without warning he fell forward, unable to find the strength to keep himself from doing so. It was only then that he saw, the sight of a glaring wound which stared back at him. “I’ve been … shot.” His mind became clouded, who could have done this… and why? He quickly reached into his pocket to grab hold of his phone with a burst of energy. There was no control to be had, almost immediately losing control of it just before making impact with the ground. All fell completely blank from there, nothing but a complete darkness to be found. Had the end of the road been reached? To Be Continued

The Detective Prince 135 Day before the Turn It was now only hours away, clocking down to when it would begin. All preparations needed had already been made, feeling confident by the day’s end everything would roll into their favor. But there was always that outside variable, the one which couldn't be controlled... that of the unknown. This weighed heavily on his mind, trying to calculate everything that could possibly occur come night fall. It was in the mist of this that he looked to the phone sitting beside him. After little thought he reached down to grab it, immediately heading to where all contacts could be found. There was no delay in what came next, scrolling down to where the name could be found, one which read 'Mom'. He held out a finger to hit dial only to become hesitant. It was at that moment that a strange feeling came over him, almost as if something bad was to come. It was frightening in a way, but pressed down to the send button none the less, only getting the sound of a ring in return. This was short lived, placing the phone back onto the bed just in time to hear the sound of the door swing open from the left side. "You're back later than expected." "It couldn’t be helped." Konosuke said walking into the room with a bag in hand. "What's that you've got there?" Kaito asked out of curiosity. "A little souvenir I think will benefit us both." Without further ado he removed what was hidden inside, holding it out for him to see. "Another laptop computer," Kaito said surprised to find. "Don’t you think two is enough?" "Having a variety never hurts," Konosuke said in response. "And I can assure you I purchased this with marginable intentions in mind." "I have no doubt." He took that next moment to place the purchased hardware onto the bed nearest to the door before turning back to face him. “So what have you been doing during the time of my absence?” “Thinking.” “About what?” “Everything,” Kaito replied before falling back to the bed. “Particularly with how we’re going to play thing’s tonight.” “Speaking of which, I ran that errand you asked of me.” He had caught himself staring up at the ceiling, barely hearing what had been said. “What was that?” “I returned to the library to see if there was an update for tonight’s event.” “And?” “The clerk working the desk at the time was more than helpful,” Konosuke replied. “It would appear sometime last night Mr. Lain made a stop in at the library himself.” “For what?” Kaito asked finding himself becoming interested. “To set the stage if you will, a sign in sheet.” Learning this caused him to push up from where he laid. “How many people were listed to attend?” Kaito asked looking over at him. “Twelve in all,” Konosuke replied. “Including Lain himself.” “I see,” Kaito said bringing a hand to his chin with a long pause. “Tell me, is there anything else planned for tonight?” “I’m afraid I don’t understand your question Master Kuroba,” Konosuke said. “Could you possibly elaborate?” “At the library,” Kaito replied standing up from where he sat. “Besides the chess gathering being hosted by Mr. Lain is there anything else being held tonight?” “No, not to my knowledge.” “Good, that keeps the dynamics into our favor.” Kaito said sitting up from the bed. “How so?” “The less distractions the better,” Kaito replied. “Besides I’d like to study him before we move in, having more space to work with is always a plus.” He was completely lost on what he meant by this but took his word for it. “And did the scheduled time remain the same?” He nodded in response. “Yes,” Konosuke replied. “They are still set to begin at five O’clock this evening.” “Good, that means everything is still on schedule,” Kaito said pleased to know. “I’ve held out long enough, it’s time I shared with you what the plan is.” From there he looked on, watching as he headed for the dresser directly across. Several seconds past as he watched, surfing through the top drawer for something. “Found it.” Kaito said before re-facing him. “What’s inside?” Konosuke asked taking notice of the plastic bag in hand. He simply grinned, taking only seconds for him to reveal what was hidden away within the bag. “Here we are.” He laid his onto what was held up, getting a mixed feeling of what was presented. “Is that … a flyer?” “Yes,” Kaito confirmed. “It may not make sense now but it will after I explain.” There was no argument with this claim, choosing to let him continue on with no further words spoken. “Alright,” Kaito began. “Listen up.” His full attention was given, more than interested to learn the reasoning behind the flyers that had been brought to his attention. _______________________________________________________________ It had been nothing but silence since the last hour, scouring over one sheet of information to the other. Everything seemed blank on the surface, but deep within it all he knew there had to be something… a lead to find. The longer this went on the more determined he found himself becoming. The occasional ring of the phone could be heard, echoing its way through the walls to where he sat. This was only followed by the sound of the door, looking up in time just as he entered the room. “Master Bruce that was yet another call for you,” Alfred informed. “That’s the third time they’ve called in the last hour according to the caller ID.” He casually looked back to what was set out in front of him before responding. “Who were the calls from?” Bruce asked. “Wayne Enterprises.” “Did you answer the last?” “No,” Alfred replied. “I just happened to step in from outside, but if they do happen to call again I’d be more than willing to take a message for you.” “Don’t bother,” Bruce said in response. “If they call again I’ll answer it myself.” “Very well.” With that he turned back for the hall, only taking a step before looking back at him. This didn’t take long for him to notice. “Is something wrong?” Bruce asked. “No,” Alfred replied. “I was just wondering what it was you’ve been working on in here for the past hour or so.” “The Walden’s case,” Bruce replied. “The disappearance of one of Dr. Thompkins patients and his daughter.” “Oh yes, I remember now,” Alfred said. “And have you made any progress with that?” “It’s slow going, but it’s only a matter of time before a trail is linked.” “I hope you’re right,” Alfred said. “Is there anything I can do to possibly help?” “For now, no.” He nodded upon hearing this. “Very well,” Alfred said turning back for the hall. “Then I’ll leave it to you.” He left the door open on his way out, making it easier for him to hear if the phone ringed in the coming minutes. But this wasn’t what was on his mind, but rather… the mystery surrounding the disappearance or Danielle and Mera Walden. There would be no resting until an answer was found. ____________________________________________________________ The drive had been a long one, seemingly more draining than the first trip around. But that always seemed to be the case, especially when it came to road trips. The amount of time that had passed since the trip had begun had become lost over the duration of the drive. It was soon after that the large ‘Welcome’ sign aside the road could be seen, letting her know there wasn’t too much longer to go. Little had been said between the two over the course of the drive. There was only one thing on their minds, the case at hand. A street light was reached soon after, giving her the opportunity to peak over to the passenger seat. There was only one thing to be seen, a look of determination. She turned back for the road just as the sound of his voice could be heard. “Detective Norwich.” This caught her by surprise, immediately turning back to face him in response. “What is it?” “I wanted your opinion on something.” Heiji replied with his eyes still overlooking the road. “Alright, what is it you wanted my opinion on?” “Tell me, what’s your outlook on what we’ve been given thus far?” She took the next seconds to think up a response, finding it hard to come up with an appropriate answer. “I don’t quite understand the base of the question you pose.” “Two options, one choice,” Heiji said. “Half full or half empty, what would you describe our current position on the case as?” This caught her by surprise, taking several moments to think about the question asked. No matter how long she juggled the two options in her mind she couldn’t bring herself to choose between the two. But above all, she didn’t understand what difference it would make between choosing either. He could clearly sense the hesitation. “Take some time to think it over,” Heiji said. “Give me your response tomorrow; that should give you more than enough time to distinctively choose between the two.” By this time the street light had reverted back to green, allowing for them to drive on. Silence took over once again, and though the question didn’t ring clear it was the only thing on her mind forward. ______________________________________________________________ Hours had passed, showing in the sky which was now beginning to darken. But regardless of the unfolding in time no progress had been made. With every passing minute the further away the truth seemed to sail. A ring could be heard from the phone in the other room, one which barely registered to the mind. There was only one thing that kept him driving in the face of road blocks, a determination to find the answer. It was a sheer focus which had now taken form. It was because of this that he hadn’t noticed that someone had entered the room. “Master Bruce.” His eyes strayed from the file in front of him as he took the time to face him. “Sorry I was.” “I understand sir, no need to explain,” Alfred said in response. “Now onto the matter, I’ve come with a message from Wayne Enterprises.” “What is it?” “It appears you had a visitor the other day,” Alfred informed. “Someone who wishes to meet with you in person.” “Probably has something to do with tomorrow’s meeting no doubt.” “I’m afraid you’re wrong in that regard.” Alfred said in response. His eyes slightly widened after hearing this. “Were you given information for who wanted to see me?” Bruce asked finding himself becoming more interested. “Yes, and it’s not the usual business associate you would expect,” Alfred replied. “An actress, Chris Vineyard.” “The name does sound a little familiar,” Bruce said. “But that does raise the question of what her business interest is?” “What led you to believe this is business related?” “Only an initial feeling,” Bruce replied. “Was it said when she wished to meet?” “No, which means you have the choice to call her yourself if you so choose to set a time,” Alfred replied. “From what the clerk said, I’d say it’s something of high importance.” “Was a number given?” “Yes, I even took the time to jot it down for you,” Alfred confirmed before place a notepad onto the desk. “I’ll leave that decision to you, if you need me I’ll be in the next room.” With that he turned back for the hall, leaving the door open on his way out like he had before. This left him alone once again. He looked down at the number set before him, more than surprised by this development. But it was odd, for some reason he found himself intrigued at what was to come next. “… Chris Vineyard, where have I heard the name?” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 134 Unfolding He followed, not wanting to fall behind. The time seemed to slow with each step taken, unsure of what he would come to learn in the coming minutes. The door was reached soon after, both walking in past it which brought them into the dining room. It was there that he saw the pile, a few sheets of paper stacked at the middle of the table. “Is that the file you spoke of?” Shinichi asked. “Yes.” Bruce confirmed with a couple steps taken toward where it laid. He reached the set in seconds, bringing all four sheets into his hand before turning back to face him. “Here,” Bruce said feeling the need to hand over all sheets over to him. “I think it would be best if you took a look for yourself.” He did not decline, feeling this was the best option at this point. Tension was now at its height, only pushing the limit when his hand came in contact with the paper. He slowly reeled it in his way, raising it up to clearly see the information that was typed out on the first sheet. The next moments were spent in silence, using that time to examine what was in front of him. What he came to find caught him by surprise, something he would have never expected. “A change in my body heat and my oxygen levels?” “Yes,” Bruce said. “It would appear your body has been aggravated in some kind of way, if you read on you’ll see that there are signs of abnormal stress.” Not wanting to be kept in the dark any longer, reading on to learn the complexity of this claim. It took several seconds, finally coming across the line which had been referred to. “You’re right,” Shinichi said looking back up to face him. “But I must ask, which parts of my body are bound to take the most impact if this continues?” "If you go on to the next pages you'll see that most strain is being put on your muscles as of now, what happens from here going forward is unknown," Bruce replied. "At this given time I doubt you'd feel any of the effects." "Why's that?" "It's the level of the stress your body is being put through, which is slight levels beyond normal but clearly increasing," Bruce replied. "With that said we're going to have to monitor your progress throughout the coming days." "So it's only the muscles," Shinichi said relieved to hear. "But I have no doubt if this continues to escalate this problem may even reach levels that could affect my organs." "A possibility." "From what we know now, what's the worst case scenario?" "From the data collected thus far there are a number of possibilities that could occur, the most probable being heat failure," Bruce replied. "And if your oxygen levels along with your body temperature continue to rise you’re could possibly be looking at accelerated aging." "Now that you mention it the symptoms do seem to point to those possibilities," Shinichi said. "Now, what about finding a solution for returning things to the way they were before?" "That will be our next step," Bruce replied. "Which will require further tests, more than just getting additional blood samples from you." "I had a feeling that would be the case," Shinichi said. "So when will further testing begin?" "Tonight,” Bruce replied. “In the meantime I want you to take it easy, the less moving around you do the better.” He understood this completely, agreeing on all fronts. “Fair enough.” “Good, then it’s settled.” With those final words he turned for the opposite side, heading for the door leading back to where they had come. “Where are you going now?” Shinichi asked out of curiosity. He stopped soon after with only a step taken. “Preparation,” Bruce replied. “There’s much that requires my immediate attention, we’ll get started once all else is taken care of.” Nothing more needed to be said in his mind. He stayed in place for seconds to come, watching as he walked out past the door. This left him alone, only with his thoughts to juggle with. ___________________________________________________________________ It was that of the unknown, going through all the possibilities of what they would come to learn as they walked. The entrance was reached soon after, greeted by a cool breeze of fresh air that blew by once the doors slid open. “After you.” Detective Noles said allowing for the two of them to step in first. They did nothing short of accepting, entering to see a familiar man in a three piece suite standing at the large desk straight across. “Welcome, we’ve been expecting you two.” “You’re Lieutenant Brock.” “That is correct.” “I thought I recognized you,” Heiji said as they came to a stop a few feet shy of reaching him. “You must be the one who wished to speak with us.” “Yes,” Lieutenant Brock replied. “That is correct, through last night’s investigation we can now say we’ve gained important information on the matter.” “That’s what I was hoping to hear.” Kylane said. “I thought you would.” “Tell us,” Kylane said. “Do we know the identity of the victim that was discovered in that car?” “Yes, and he’s one of yours,” Lieutenant Brock replied. “Alfrez Tulak.” “Can’t say I’ve heard of him.” Heiji said playing the clueless role. “Tulak was well known for his activities in Gotham,” Kylane informed. “Particularly with his… apparent involvement in several drug imports.” “What do you mean by apparent?” “In each case he found himself linked to there was never any solid proof to charge in,” Kylane replied. “Well at least not on a broad level.” “I see.” "This is quite unexpected, especially for someone like Tulak," Kylane said. "Robbery has never been a thing with him, or involvement with weapons for that matter." "Perhaps so, but there's several other elements of this case that don't quite add up." "What do you mean by that?" "It's as it sounds," Lieutenant Brock said in response. "In regards to this case there are more holes than any of us could have anticipated upon first glance." "No doubt," Heiji thought to himself. "After what was revealed to me by detective Allen last night there's no way in denying it." "I've already forwarded all known information to the police commissioner of the GCPD." Lieutenant Brock informed. "Good," Kylane said. "With anything linked to Gotham he's bound to also want to be kept up to speed on what's going on." "I don't know if he's gotten in contact with either of you since we spoke, but if not I think now would be the time to say." "What is it?" Heiji asked. "He made it clear he wanted the two of you to return to Gotham as soon as possible." "I don't understand," Kylane said. "Why would he want us to return so soon when we've merely begun?" "This has become bigger than any of us could have anticipated," Lieutenant Brock said. "This spreads far beyond just any ordinary heist.” “What do you mean?” “This whole thing stems from a murder case which occurred in Gotham,” Lieutenant Brock informed. “The blood of this crime spread from one city to another, possibly more.” “You’re not serious are you?” “Unfortunately,” Lieutenant Brock replied keeping a straight face. “I’d love to discuss the details with you but I’m sure the commissioner of the GCPD would prefer if I left him with that bit of information to share with you both.” “I wouldn’t doubt it,” Kylane said before turning to her right to see him standing there in apparent thought. “Are you alright?” The concern heard in her voice triggered him to look her way. “Yes, I’m fine.” “We’re going to go ahead and return to Gotham,” Kylane said. “It would seem our assistance is needed.” “If we learn anything from our end you can rest assure all information will be forwarded your way.” Lieutenant Brock said. “We’ll be sure to do the same,” Kylane said turning for the exit. “Let’s go.” He followed after a small moment’s delay, only one thing on his mind as they made their way toward the doors. “Could the information he’s referring to be the reason why we’ve been called back… and what if it’s not,” Heiji thought with a long pause. “What could be so important that it requires us to return to Gotham?” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 133 A Wave of Time The internal clock was now ticking, more prevalent than it had been before. The day was finally here, ready to make the first move which would ultimately lead to the prized possession itself. He stood with his hands leveled upon the railing, staring into the far distance ahead. “Tonight can’t come any sooner.” The presence of another a pproaching could be felt soonafter, glimpsing over his shoulder to see he had been joined on the balcony side. “You’ve been standing here for a while now Master Kuroba,” Konosuke said after reaching his side. “It almost feels as if you’re waiting for something.” “Not waiting,” Kaito said in response. “Preparing.” “I don’t understand,” Konosuke said upon hearing this. “What exactly is it you’re preparing for?” “For what is to come.” “By what is to come would you referring to tonight’s date with Mr. Lane?” “I don’t recall a gathering for business interest in a game of chess amongst employees to be considered a date,” Kaito said in response. “But I can appreciate the humor.” “I didn’t hear an answer within all of that.” “To truly reach our goal will be to not only get ourselves acquainted but to look past tonight’s events in the process.” “By that you mean to set up for future reference, am I right in saying so?” “Yes,” Kaito confirmed. “There’s no simpler way of putting it.” “With that out of the way there’s only one thing left unanswered that I’d like for you to share with me.” He turned to face him at the mention of this. “What is it you wanted to know?” “The plan master Kuroba, the full plan,” Konosuke replied. “I want to know what you have in mind for how we’re going to get our hands on that device.” “Agreed,” Kaito said. “I’ve held off on giving you the full details for long enough.” “That’s not all.” He expressed a look of surprise upon hearing this. “It isn’t?” “No,” Konosuke replied. “I think it’s time we discussed matters dealing with our… friend.” “Oh,” Kaito said turning back for the railing side. “You’re thinking of the contractor.” “Precisely,” Konosuke said in response. “With all that’s been going on we’ve had very little time to focus on this mystery guy.” “Don’t you mean person,” Kaito corrected. “There is no confirmation that the individual we’re dealing with is a man.” “Sure sounded to be the case from the call you recorded on the initial contact,” Konosuke said. “But then they could have been using a voice disrupter of some kind.” “Man or woman, I think it’s a safe bet some kind of device was used to shadow their true voice.” “Something we can agree on,” Konosuke said. “But how do you propose we go about finding whoever this person is?” “Like a thread and needle.” “… What?” “Through absolute patience,” Kaito clarified. “They’ve obviously got some hidden agenda we’ve yet to be informed of.” “And I don’t think we will.” “A fair assumption,” Kaito agreed. “Which is why we’ll have to try figuring for ourselves, through time and patience.” “Yes.” “Whatever they’ve got going won’t hold for long,” Kaito continued. “They’re bound to have a misstep at some point, and when they do.” “We’ll capitalize.” “Exactly,” Kaito said. “But there’s more to it than that.” “And what is it you mean by that?” “The elements,” Kaito replied turning back to face him. “The outside circumstances we can’t fully control.” “I don’t believe I fully understand what you mean by that master Kuroba.” “It’s all in the reaction,” Kaito replied before setting his sights to the clear once more. “With every action we made we can surely expect a reaction of sorts.” “Well of course,” Konosuke said. “That’s with anything.” “Perhaps so,” Kaito said. “But for what comes next will only raise the stage, whether we like it or not… the spot light will be on us.” There was no real way of describing, no clearer way of putting it in his mind. Only one thing could be felt, uncertainty. A small sequence of time had passed since the news had been broken, looking up at him with only one question to ask. “How long?” He was given the eye contact that he seeked, clearly finding there would be nothing hidden behind the truth. “.. I don’t know.” “Is there anything,” Shinichi asked. “An estimation even?” “Hours, days, weeks,” Bruce began. “Maybe even as far as a month.” “I don’t understand,” Shinichi said with the shake of his head. “How do we not know?” He took only one step more after hearing this, coming to a complete stop as he turned to face him once more. “It is as I said before,” Bruce finally replied. “The state of your current condition is erratic, unpredictable to the point of where no conclusions can be made.” “But you just said it yourself,” Shinichi reminded. “The fact that I’m supposedly succumbing to something.” “Though true there is no real time table to measure on.” “Being that this is obviously something new to you as it is to me it wouldn’t expect for you to know more on the matter,” Shinichi said. “But at least answer me this, what are we looking at?” He was a little taken back by this, sensing no fear of uncertainty regarding his current state or the thought of what was to come. “Very well,” Bruce said turning back for the house. “Right this way.” He immediately followed as instructed, taking very little time for him to speak on the matter once again. “Where are we going?” “The book room.” “Why there?” “That’s where I was reading over your blood results before meeting with you,” Bruce replied. “I could explain everything, but I think everything would make a lot more sense if you saw it for yourself rather than for me to try and explain.” It was now that an uncertainty slid in, starting to wonder if he really wanted to see the results from the blood test. Either way, he was soon to find out. The day’s journey was just getting started, looking out across the way as they trailed along the high ends of the city. There was something different, something that didn’t take long for them to take notice of. It was quiet, more so than it had ever been with the two traveling together. It was in the thought of this that they came upon a red light, giving an opportunity to address the matter. “You’re not you’re not as talkative as before,” Kylane said briefly glancing over at him. “Is everything alright?” He showed no signs of movement for the first moments, finally looking her way as she began to drive once more. “I’m fine,” Heiji replied in an assuring matter before turning back for the window side. “There’s just a lot to think about.” “Like what?” “Everything.” He was unsure if that was the best way to depict it, but was the first thing that came to mind. Nothing further was said on the matter, both keeping to themselves as they traveled on. Everything was now going full circle throughout his mind. It was first the stolen weapons, which ended up leading to the death scene from the day before. But what was most questioning of all was the link, the link between the man found dead and Salomon Green. This stayed clear to the mind the rest of the way, taking only minutes for them to reach the police station of Central City. They pulled into the lot soon after, taking very little time to find an open space. “Let’s do this.” Kylane said being the first of the two to unbuckle and find her way out of the car. He joined her soon after, stepping out from the passenger side with the lock of the door before closing it. “After you.” Heiji said seeing to it that she lead the way. It was only then that they took notice of someone in uniform heading their way. The two of them recognized who it was only after a couple steps taken. “Detective Norwich, Hattori.. so glad you were able to make it.” “Good to see you again as well detective Noles.” Heiji said being the first to reach out his hand to greet his. “It’s clear you’ve been expecting us.” Kylane said. “Yes, we all have.” Detective Noles said looking her way. “Perhaps so,” Heiji said. “But it isn’t very often that we’re greeted out in the parking lot.” “That’s only because I was asked to do so.” “You were asked to meet us out here,” Heiji more than surprised to learn this. “Why?” “Come,” Detective Noles instructed. “There’s something the two of you must absolutely see.” They looked to one another before facing back to see he had already begun walking. Neither had any idea what they would come to find. This unknown only brought about a high interst, one which could be felt for the both of them. “Maybe now we’ve come to a real break in the case.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 132 Broken News It stayed in place throughout the night, resting in his subconscious even while in sleep. The day had long begun for him, sitting at the edge of the bed with one thing in mind… a faint image. "Who are you?" The sketch was sitting beside him, one which he had no need for. The image of his face had been cemented in his mind, from the moment he had first crossed paths with him. He stood up from the bed in those following moments, finding himself thinking on the matter now deeper than before. It wasn’t now just the sight of his face, but the thought of all known details. Not only the connection between all those who were killed but how, each method could be a message in itself. He now found himself covering both sides of the room as he walked, not coming to a realization of this until hearing a sudden knock at the door. His immediate reaction was to walk over and open the door, not surprised to find who stood on the other side after doing. "I’d take the honor of greeting you a good morning, but it would appear noon is just minutes away." "Good, I thought I might find you in here," Alfred said pleased to see him. "When I found that you weren’t down in the book room I decided to come here." "I’ve yet to leave the room for an extended period today." Shinichi admitted. "That would explain why I hadn’t seen you moving about." "Is there something you wanted to tell me?" "Oh yes," Alfred said. "Master Bruce has called for you." He wasn’t all too surprised to learn this. "Where is he now?" "Last I checked he was in the dining room," Alfred replied. "That was nearly ten minutes ago, there’s no telling where he’s run off to now." "Did he say what he wanted to see me about?" "No," Alfred replied. "Only that it was something of importance." "I see." "Would you like for me to go and let him know you’ll be on your way down?" "No need," Shinichi replied with the shake of his head. "I’ll go and find him myself." "Then I’ll leave that to you." With those last words spoken he turned for the right, heading further down the narrow hall. He watched, only for a moment before walking back into the room. "What could it be," Shinichi thought. "Could he possibly now know who the man in the sketch is?" This was the very thought on his mind, staying in place as he made his way over to the bed. He stopped soon after, reaching down to grab hold of the drawing which could be found still sitting in place. He held it out at arm’s length, the same question coming to his mind as any other time. "Who are you?" It was a question that would remain until answered. It had been a long night, one which had spanned out further than most. The room was silent, only very few sounds making its way into the room. But it wasn’t until the sound of three solid knocks at the door did his eyes open, immediately looking over at the clock to find it was already minutes after noon. He quickly brushed off any tiredness that he might have, daggling himself along as he made his way through the dark room toward the door. He reached it soon after, placing on a shirt before opening it to see her standing there already in full uniform. "Detective Norwich." "I see you’re not ready to travel to the station." "Long night," Heiji said in response. "Why to the station, did someone call for us?" "Yes, but wasn’t given all details on the updated situation," Kylane replied. "But it’s clear it has to do with yesterday’s incident." "Figures." "I’m sure we’ll learn more on the way there." Kylane said. "You’re right," Heiji agreed. "No doubt one of the local radio stations will be covering the news on the matter." She then turned, heading for the left side. "Down stairs to check out," Kylane replied. "Think you can be there in ten?" "Not a problem at all." "Then I’ll see you then." With that he said nothing further, fading back into the room with the close of the door. "Something possibly new found in the case… I wonder what it could be?" This gave a boost of energy, ready to learn what had been further determined on the matter. It didn’t take long for him to ready himself, finding himself walking down the silent hall toward the large door in the clear. It took a small amount of time for him to reach it, pulling the door aside to now find himself in the front room. There was no one to be seen at first glance, looking from one side all the way down to the floor below. "Perhaps he’s still in the dining room." Feeling this to be the case he made a move for the stairs, casually making his way down with his hands finding a place within his pockets. He reached the first floor soon after, immediately turning for the left where the far door could be seen. He stopped roughly halfway across, being that of the call of his name from behind. "I figured it wouldn’t take long to find you, or in this case you coming across me first," Shinichi said turning to face him. "You wanted to speak with me?" "Yes," Bruce replied. "There’s something we need to go over." "Does this relate to that drawing you created?" "No, but we’ll get around to that as well." "If it isn’t the drawing you wanted to discuss then what?" He didn’t respond, simply waving his hand over as he turned for the door. "Follow me." He didn’t know what to make of this, but did as asked none the less. He reached the front door in no time, stepping out past it after doing so. "Are we going somewhere?" "Yes," Bruce replied before closing the door. "On a little stroll." "A stroll?" "This won’t take long," Bruce said taking the first step down the stairs. "Come." He didn’t know where this would lead, but followed none the less. It wasn’t until they reached the bottom that he began to speak once again. "So tell me," Bruce asked. "How do you feel?" ".. How do I feel?" "Yes," Bruce replied as he began walking once more. "How have you been feeling?" He followed him to the right, taking moments to think about the question posed. "Fine I suppose." "Any complications?" "Not since reverting to my normal size, no." "I see." Bruce said looking away. "I don’t understand," Shinichi said stopping in his tracks. "What’s with the left field questions all of a sudden?" He stopped after taking only another two steps, leaving only a few feet between the two. The fact he didn’t immediately respond brought a small sense of concern, slowly beginning to get a feeling for where all of this was coming from. "This is about that sample isn’t it, from the blood you extracted from me?" There was no need in denying, confirming his belief with a slight nod of the head. "Yes.. it is." "What is it," Shinichi asked with a step taken. "What did the results reveal?" Tension was now at its highest, waiting several moments before a response was given. "It has progressed to unstable levels." "Progressed to unstable levels… what, what is that supposed to mean?" "Shinichi," Bruce said slowly turning back to face him with two final words to deliver. "You’re dying." To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 131 A Connection Made There were no words to describe it, and nor did there need to be. The look on his face told the whole story. "You’re surprised," Flash said. "Not that it shouldn’t be expected." "That pretty much answers my question about your association with Wayne," Heiji said. "I expected close tides, but this." "Not the first thing that would come to mind," Flash said. "But let’s skip the small talk for now; we have a lot to go over." "Are you referring to the case?" "Yes." "I’m ready to hear what you have." "I try never to disappoint," Flash said with a nod to the other side of the room. "Right this way." He followed him to where the examination tables could be found, not stopping until reaching the second one across. "Wait here." Flash instructed. He did what was asked, wondering just what it was he was up to. His eyes traced him all the way to the other side of the room where he watched him come to a stop after reaching something. "What’s that?" Heiji asked not wanting to be kept in the dark on the matter. It took a few seconds before he replied, clearly seeing that him reaching down to press something. "A projector," Flash replied. "We’re going to use it to go over all of the evidence collected up until this point." The projector released a sound soon after, clearly loading in its progressions. He continued to look on as he reached up to grab what he believed to be a projection screen. His prediction was proven correct within seconds. "The information should be ready for display in the next minute or so," Flash informed heading back toward him. "In the meantime I think it would be best if we started going over my latest findings." "Let’s hear it." Heiji said more than ready to listen. He came back within close range soon after, diving right into it. "Let’s get right into it," Flash said. "Starting with the cause of death, it’s just as we had anticipated." "Which?" "The gun recovered at the scene wasn’t what was used in the assault." "Something that was obvious from the start," Heiji said not surprised. "The gun found showed no signs of being fired." "My thoughts exact." "Has the identity of the deceased been determined?" "Yes," Barry said quick to reply. "Alfrez, Alfrez Tulak." "That name… I’ve heard it somewhere before," Heiji said giving it some thought. "That’s right, it came up in a discussion we had with Bruce last week some time." "I’m not surprised," Flash said. "He was a big time drug distributor down in those parts." "You mean Gotham?" He nodded in response. "Handling weapons was never a thing to be found on his resume," Flash continued. "Which makes it strange to find he was caught up in a heist such as this." "Whenever there’s money to be made you just never know who might come to the table." "I can’t argue that," Flash agreed. "But there’s more to this than just uncanny circumstances." "What do you mean?" "The time of death," Flash replied. "After running further tests the results came to show that Mr. Tulak had been dead for nearly two hours before the body had been discovered." "No way, I checked the body myself," Heiji said in disbelief. "It couldn’t have been more than an hour, and even that might have been pushing it." "I felt the same, but the evidence doesn’t lie," Flash said. "Someone must have found a way to slow the process of the body breaking down before placing it into the car." "Placing the body into the car," Heiji questioned. "Hold on, what do you mean?" "It would appear he was killed and then had his eyes removed for some unknown reason," Flash continued. "We believe sometime shortly after that his body was placed into the stolen car." "That only brings more questions to be asked." "Which leads into the second mystery we crossed," Flash said. "The path in which the blood had spewed." "Let’s hear it." "As if this whole thing couldn’t become any more bizarre, the majority of the blood found at the scene wasn’t even his." "What," Heiji exclaimed. "If not his, then who?" The projector was now fully functional. Flash took this time to direct his attention to the imagery sitting in place. It was then that his eyes came into contact with a profile. "That man there," Flash informed. "Another resident of Gotham City, Salomon Green." His eyes widened, instantly recognizing the picture and name that could be seen on the screen. "Salomon Green… it can’t be." Flash turned at the sound in his tone, seeing a subtle look in his eyes he had not seen up until now. "You know of this man?" "You have no idea," Heiji said with his eyes still glued to the projection. "This case has gotten just that much more, interesting." "I’m not sure if you’re aware, but Salomon Green is already." "Dead, already knew," Heiji replied. "His body was discovered in the ruins of where his home had exploded." "Jeez," Flash said rubbing the top of his head. "So much for getting you up to speed, no pun intended." "It’s all starting to come together." Heiji said bringing a hand to his chin. He stood there for several moments to come, thinking back to the details surrounding what had happened to Mr. Green. "According to Bruce, Green endured some form of torture and had his blood drained which is now intertwined with this case," Heiji thought. "What could this all possibly mean?" A sudden tap came from his right side, turning to see him standing with a genuine look on his face. "Not to interrupt, but do you think you can fill me in on what you know about Salomon Green’s death," Flash asked. "Since it’s obvious you’re more educated on the matter." "The full extent surrounding his death is still unclear," Heiji replied. "The only thing that is certain is that he was caught up in something he probably shouldn’t have been involved with." "Maybe so, but any idea how his blood might have gotten in that car," Flash asked. "No way anyone could have extracted that amount of blood from him after the explosion." "That’s because they didn’t," Heiji said. "When his body was first discovered we came to find his body had been drained of a substantial amount of his blood." "Are you saying you came into contact with the body before the house went up in flames?" "Not me, but Bruce," Heiji replied. "From the investigation we had been running our findings lead a direct trail to him." "And when did Bruce discover the body?" "The night of his death," Heiji replied. "He barely escaped the explosion of the house itself." "Not surprised," Flash said. "Cutting it close has always been his thing." "There’s more to it than that," Heiji stated. "It wasn’t just the removal of his blood, but the scene as a whole." "What do you mean?" "What little of his blood that was present at the house had been spread out along the ground, mixed with an oil." Really now." "And that wasn’t even the most unprecedented detail to find," Heiji continued. "There was a symbol that was found, drawn out in blood along one of the walls." "Green’s blood?" "That’s what we all believed, at least at first," Heiji replied. "That was until the results came back from the run tests." "And?" "A bird," Heiji replied. "The blood type belonged to that of a bird known as the Trogon." "Can’t say I’ve ever heard of that type of bird before." "Nor had I." "I think it’s obvious these two cases are linked," Flash said. "The only question is, how?" "That is for us to determine." To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 130 Other Side to the Man “What?!” With the handkerchief still in hand he pulled out from the back seat, returning to the driver side of the car within seconds after learning this. It was then that he witnessed it, looking down to find the emptiness of where a left eye had once been. “The more we learn, the more bizarre the situation is turning out to be.” Barry said. “What about his right eye,” Heiji asked. “Have you checked there as well?” He nodded, closing the eye lid of the left before leaning out from the car seat across. “Yes,” Barry confirmed. “It was surgically taken out just as the left.” “And done well.” “Only adding onto the disturbance.” “Makes you wonder if we’re dealing with someone who was working in the medical field,” Heiji said bringing a hand to his chin. “But it certainly raises more questions.” “No kidding.” “When could the eyes been taken out, surely after he was dead,” Heiji said with a pause. “But who would spend the time to do that on the side of the road, they would take a high risk of being spotted.” “It takes time to precisely remove someone’s eyes like we’ve seen here,” Barry said. “There’s a lot not adding up.” “This makes no sense,” Heiji said. “Why remove the eyes… is there a real purpose for doing so?” “Maybe not on the surface of things,” Barry said. “But there might be a few possibilities to consider, there’s only very few that come to mind at the top of my head.” It was in mid-sentence that he glimpsed down, taking notice of the elegant piece of cloth which could be found in his grasp. “What’s that you’ve got there?” Barry asked. “Oh, you mean this,” Heiji said holding it up. “I found it in the back seat, I’m not sure of its relevance to the case, if any at all.” He handed it over to him with nothing further. “I’ll take this to the lab as well,” Barry said yanking an empty plastic bag from his pocket. “We’ll find out if there is any importance to it.” The blue piece of cloth was then sealed away, placed into the top pocket of his shirt after doing so. “Was there anything else you came across when searching the back seats?” “The rest was clear, nothing of disturbance in hindsight,” Heiji replied. “But I’d still check for prints, there might be something to find.” “Which will be done.” “There’s still one place we’ve yet to check,” Heiji stated. “The trunk of the car.” “They already had a look before your arrival,” Barry informed. “The only thing to be found was a tool box and a spare tire.” “Are those items still there?” Heiji asked looking toward the back of the car. “No, all items have already been taken to the lab for tests,” Barry replied. “And since we’ve gone through our first look I’d like to get the rest of this stuff to the crime lab as well.” “Already,” Heiji said surprised by this. “Why so soon?” “I think we both can agree we’re not going to get any answers out here,” Barry said in response. “There are just too many holes.” “Can’t really disagree.” “Here,” Barry said pulling something from his back pocket. “You’ll be needing this.” He held out his hand, accepting a card of some kind into his hand. He took the next seconds to look it over before looking back up to face him. “What’s this for?” “Clearance.” “Clearance,” Heiji asked. “For what?” “You’re going to need it to get past the security doors leading to the forensics lab at the Central City Police Department, I want you to meet me there tonight.” “But won’t you need it,” Heiji asked. “How are you supposed to get in?” "You don't worry about me," Barry said. "There are other methods of getting into the lab besides the front door." "I don't know what you mean, but I'll take your word for it," Heiji said. "And you're sure who's ever running security will let me pass?" "As long as you have that card you should be alright," Barry replied. "But in the case you do run into any problems just say I sent you." "Sounds simple enough," Heiji said. "And at about what time did you have in mind?" "Midnight," Barry replied. "No later no earlier." "Interesting decision." "Maybe so," Barry agreed. "But by that time most everyone will have cleared out for the night, leaving everything in the lab for the two of us." "You make a good point." "Going over the evidence for this case is not all I had in mind," Barry said. "There's a lot I'd like to discuss with you about... other matters." "I'm intrigued," Heiji admitted. "Anything you need me to bring?" "Just yourself." Barry smilingly replied. The two were joined in the following moments by the detective who had been standing guard in front of the crime scene tape. "Detective Allen," He said after reaching the two. "The news reporters are all but a minute away, what would you like me to report when they arrive?" "Keep it basic as you can," Barry replied. "There are still too much unanswered questions to depict what has happened here." "Roger that.” It was at that moment that the three of them were joined by detective Norwich who had come from the left side. “It’s confirmed,” Kylane reported. “The Grande Puissance 35 found in the car was one of the weapons stolen from that shop where the robbery occurred.” “There’s one question answered.” Heiji said pleased to hear. “And about a dozen more to go,” Barry commented. “But at least that’s a start.” Several spectators could be seen driving by at this time, interest clearly rising at the current situation. They were joined by yet another officer within no time. “Lieutenant Brock,” Barry said looking over his shoulder. “I didn’t realize you were here.” “Not until about two minutes back,” He informed. “I was told two detectives from the GCPD are linked to this.” “Then you heard correctly,” Kylane said holding out a hand. “Detective Norwich.” “It’s a pleasure.” Lieutenant Brock said shaking her hand. “And this here is Heiji Hattori.” Kylane said with the nod of her head. He immediately turned to face him after learning this. “It’s good to have you here as well.” He met his hand halfway, giving a firm grip which was gained in response. “I hope we’re able to help make a difference in the outcome of this.” Heiji said. “Don’t we all.” Lieutenant Brock said in an agreeing manner. He looked to the left at the sight of him coming to his side. “I thought you had office duties today, but since you’re here I can only assume you were sent to gather information on the situation,” Barry said. “Unless you’ve to see me that is.” “You’re right, on count one,” Lieutenant Brock confirmed. “I was sent to collect information on the situation, directly from the commissioner himself.” “He loves having you on the front lines,” Barry remarked. “But given your recorded success on the field I can’t argue against the call.” “Do we have a name for the victim?” Lieutenant Brock asked taking a peak over at the driver side of the car. “There was no form of Identification found on him.” “Time of death?” “Only an estimation as of now.” “What was the type of gun used in the shooting?” “That is still yet to be determined.” Barry replied “Why don’t you start off by telling him what we do know?” Heiji said re-entering the conversation. “Good thinking.” Barry said looking his way. “Best way of approach if I must say.” Lieutenant Brock said agreeing in full. “Then it’s settled,” Barry said. “I’ll tell you everything there is to know once we get to the station.” “Why not now?” “We’re getting ready to relocate all evidence to the lab,” Barry replied. “We’ve found all we can learn while here, picking up at the lab would be the best option at this point.” “What about the body?” “It can be moved separately,” Barry replied. “All necessary photos and searches have already been made.” “Good,” Lieutenant Brock. “And I’d imagine they’ve already called for the transportation truck.” “Already on its way.” Barry confirmed. “Excellent,” Lieutenant Brock said pleased to hear. “I’m going to go ahead and return to the office, I’ll see you there.” “Twenty sharp.” He nodded, finding his way into the direction where most patrol cars could be seen parked. It was now just the three of them once again. He turned to face the two before speaking. “Looks like we’ve wrapped up stage one of these proceedings,” Barry said. “I appreciate the two of you coming down here and confirming the car for us.” “I hope you don’t plan on getting rid of us so soon.” Kylane said in response. “What’s that?” “I spoke with the commissioner of the GCPD while I was on my phone as well,” Kylane informed. “He wants the identification of the victim to be confirmed before we return back to Gotham.” “Not sure how long that may take,” Barry admitted. “It could be hours, days; a week even.” “We’re up for the wait,” Kylane said. “It’s part of the job.” “Love the mentality.” “He mentioned it could be days,” Heiji said quickly to remind. “In the case of that where would we stay?” “There’s a little place I know of not from here,” Kylane said. “We’ll swing by there once all has been handled here.” “Sounds good,” Barry said. “Maybe I’ll see the both of you again sooner rather than later.” “I’m looking forward to it.” “As you know there’s still much to be done.” “This must be the part where we part ways.” “For now, yes,” Barry said. “But only for now, if anything is learned at the lab you’ll be the first two that I’ll call.” With that he turned for where all parked vehicles were located, heading that way with nothing further to be said. “Wait,” Heiji said putting a stall in his path. “It’d make it a lot easier to contact us if you had my number.” “Don’t mind it,” Barry said glimpsing back at him. “I already got it from Wayne, and you’ve got mine.” “I do?” “Check your left pocket.” He did just that, coming to feel a slip of paper. “When did he get the chance to…?” He pulled it out, seeing a written number with his name in bold print beneath. By the time he looked up he was already clear out of the normal chatting range. “Should I be surprised?” He regained his focus soon after, turning his sights back to his assigned partner who had already begun walking back to where the patrol car had been parked. “So much for the heads up.” Without any further delay he followed after her. The day had gone as planned thus far, the pacing fitting in line with what they had planned. But above all an important bridge of opportunity had been created, leaving room for error if it did come to occur. The hall was silent, nothing that wasn’t expected at this time of day. Several doors were passed as they walked, finally reaching their destination. They reached for the keys in the left pocket, hearing the ring upon raising them. Before the proper key could be pulled from the bunch the door opened without warning. "You're back earlier than expected Master Kuroba," Konosuke said pleased to greet him. "How did it go?" "As planned,” Kaito replied. “No better, no worse.” "Well done," Konosuke said taking a step off to the side. "Come on in." He did nothing short of accepting as he walked through, not coming to a stop until after reaching the second bed. He took a seat once there before removing the bag weighing down on his shoulders. "So," Konosuke said after locking the door. "Were you able to learn anything new about Simon E. Lain?" "No, and that was never the plan," Kaito replied. "I only wished to learn more about that chess club you brought to my attention." "I take it you registered for participation?" "That can only be done through the one who runs the club, in this case being through Simon himself," Kaito said in response. "Fortunately I know the day for when their next meet is to be held, and rest assured… we will be there." “We?” “That’s right,” Kaito replied. “Not only will I be making an appearance, but you as well.” “Is that so?” “You’ll play a small role, no rehearsal needed.” "I see you’ve taken my advice on keeping an open mind for other approaches,” Konosuke said pleased to learn. “Though I’m still anxious to know the details surrounding your initial plan on how we’re going to get our hands on the Networks Pivotal Equalizer.” "I’ll go over that with you soon enough," Kaitoassured. "If all goes as planned we should have it within our hands in seven days." “I’m all in with the sound of that.” “Good,” Kaito said glad to hear. “Because the first move to be made will be tomorrow.” All was blocked to the mind, leaving nothing but one clear image to depict. The lids twitched every other moment; a sense reflection was center stage. The hair line, any visible marks, the lips, ears, and then there were those eyes… the ones that seemed to tell the hidden story, a story cracked in proportions like a puzzle. It was all there, sealed away with every last detail thatcould be rehashed. His eyes slid open, looking toward the sketch that had been created from his memory of that face. “How does it look,” Bruce asked holding up the final product. “Does this look like the man you encountered on the bus that night?” He paced himself over to his side, grabbing hold of the sketch that had been created. There was no lingering doubt; this was a mere image of the face sealed in his mind. “That’s him,” Shinichi said with the shake of his head. “This defiantly the man I encountered at Mount Zomoph.” “That’s one step in the right direction.” “Not a bad job drawing it up,” Shinichi complimented before handing the sheet back to him. “Any chance you recognize him?” He took the sketch into hand, absorbing all features with one quick look. “No,” Bruce replied. “I can’t say that I have.” “And here I was hoping for a jump start,” Shinichi said. “That keeps us at the same position we were already in.” “Maybe so, but at least the rest of us now have a visual of who we should be looking for,” Bruce said. “We don’t have much, but waiting for them to make their next move is not an option. “A belief we all share no doubt.” Shinichi said as he made his way over to the window side. He stood there, staring out the window toward the city in the far distance. “There’s just one thing,” Shinichi thought. “How are we going to find this guy before he makes another move with so little we know?” It was the obvious thought on both of their minds, not another word coming between the two for those next minutes to come. Everything was going as planned. They checked the time as they trailed down the stairs leading to the side walk. It was now forty three after eleven, more than enough time to reach the destined location before the agreed time. There was no stopping, not doing so until after reaching the edge of the roadside. It took only a short time for a cab to appear after signaling for. They took to the back seat, closing the door in the process ofdoing so. It was only a matter of seconds into the ride that the drive looked back at them. “Where to?” The driver asked with a smile. “The Police Headquarters.” “Not often I get that request, I’ll have you there in no time.” With that they faced the front, all focus now on the road ahead. Not another word was said as the true ride began. There was much to observe as they drove, gaining a familiarity of their surroundings they hadn’t had before. Time became lost to the mind after a short period, almost surprised to look up when the station was in view. “This is it.” With that the cab driver pulled up to the front doors before bringing the vehicle to a stop. “I hope I got you here in a timely fashion.” “With time to spare.” He was pleased to hear this, taking only seconds before they were paid for the service. “Come back any time.” They nodded before exiting the vehicle. The time was fast approaching, only five minutes remaining until midnight. They walked in past the automatic doors, looking directly ahead to see what appeared to be the front desk clear across the room. They reached into their pocket as they neared, pulling out the key that had been given to them earlier in that day. An officer could be seen standing behind the desk, clearly reading over something that was set out in front of them. “Good evening,” The officer said taking notice of them. “It’s not usual we get people coming in this late, most tend to call.” “I don’t have a problem; I’m only here to visit the forensics lab.” “That must make you detective Hattori,” The officer said. “Barry informed us you might be coming in, do you have a security card that gives you passage through our secure areas?” “I assume you’re talking about this.” Heiji said holding up the card key. “That’d be the one,” The officer said with a nod. “Head to the right down that hall, last door on the left is where the lab is located.” “Thanks,” Heiji said walking that way. “I appreciate you pointing me in the right direction.” He hurried along, following what had been instructed. There were very few doors located along the walls as he followed the path. He stopped once reaching the end, looking to the left door as told. The card was given one clean swipe, gaining clearance on the first attempt. “That works.” There was no hesitation, simply pushing past the door which now brought him into a now relatively dark surrounding. There were only two lights flashing from the ceiling, both very dim at that. It wasn’t too much of a bother, easily able to find his where the lab tables could be found on the right side of the room. There were four tables in all, quickly seeing there was no body to be found. “I see,” Heiji thought. “They must have closed up shop for the night.” He checked his watch, sighting there was only one minute away before midnight was to hit. “Can’t examine the situation without a body,” Heiji said pulling out his phone. “Better go ahead and give him a call.” The number had already been saved into his contacts, only taking the click of the button. It took merely one ring before his voice could be heard from the other end. “This is Barry.” “Detective Allen, it’s me,” Heiji said. “Where are you?” “Oh, it’s you,” Barry said almost surprised to hear. “Just got out of the shower.” “Just got out of the shower,” Heiji questioned as he began pacing in place. “We agreed we’d meet at the Central City forensics lab at midnight… which is now.” “Oops, I completely forgot about that,” Barry laughingly admitted. “Give me one second.” “How long do you think it will take for.” Heiji began only to hear that the transmission between them had ended. “Wait… did he just hang?” There wasn’t much time given for him to think on the matter, only moments passing before an erratic sound could be heard from behind, one which he had never heard before. By the time he turned the noise had stopped, nearly jumping at the sight of a dark figure standing in the shadows across the way. “I told you I’d only be a second.” “Ba.. Barry?” “One and only.” “But weren’t you just at your house,” Heiji asked. “And how in the world did you get in here?” “By a means which most do on a daily basis, running.” He slowly moved forward, stepping into the light which caused his eyes to widen… never expecting to see what he was now facing. “Barry you’re wearing..” “Let us not stand on unfamiliar ground, that will help this investigation go by smoother,” Barry said stopping him in his words. “You can call me The Flash.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 129 An Eye for a Koenigsegg He met his hand with demanding force, knowing first impressions were as important as anything else. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Officer Allen.” Heiji said releasing his grip. “Ditto, I look forward to working with you.” He then directed his attention to the other the officer standing next to him. “You must be Detective Norwich, the one to give first word on the situation to our department.” Barry said shaking her hand as well. She nodded giving confirmation. “In all fairness it wasn’t my suspicions that lead to the call,” Kylane admitted. “It was Detective Hattori who pressed on the situation.” “Is that right,” Barry said not surprised to hear. “So, what do you say we get right into it?” “That works for us,” Kylane said. “But first, there’s one thing I’d like to ask.” “I’m all ears.” “When the car was discovered, was there any weapons found,” Kylane asked. “Particularly any guns that might have been in new condition?” “The situation has yet to fully be accessed,” Barry replied. “Only the first stage of the investigation has begun, our photographers are working as quickly as they can, once they’ve finished their initial shots we’ll move on with the search.” “Who was the first to discover the vehicle?” Heiji asked. “It was first seen by a civilian who had been driving by,” Barry replied. “After giving a written statement they were released.” “I see,” Heiji said. “And who was the first officer to arrive on the scene?” “That would be detective Noles.” “What’s with the minor questions?” Kylane asked. “Just getting everything lined up from the base up.” Heiji replied. “I like the way you think,” Barry said. “I tend to approach things in a similar matter, that way less questions are needed to be asked later.” “Just curious,” Heiji said dropping his hands into his pocket. “What’s the field you work within the force?” “Forensics.” “Forensics huh, I bet that’s a lot of fun.” “It has its ups and downs, but it keeps the days interesting,” Barry said. “So I can’t complain.” “How long do you think it will be before we’re allowed to cross?” Kylane asked re-entering the conversation. “How long you ask,” Barry said turning back for the crime scene tape. “Right this way.” The two shared a brief glance while following after him. They came upon the same officer who had confronted them when they arrived. He gave the two a nod before lifting the yellow tape to allow both to pass. He had stopped, waiting for the two of them to find their way to his side. “And here we are,” Barry pointed. “You’re free to examine the car from a distance, can you confirm that this is the Koenigsegg Agera R you reported?” “I think I’ll do just that.” Heiji said taking him up on this. He immediately pulled out his phone which he then turned on. There was no time to waste, taking only seconds for him to bring the video footage of the car to the screen. “Here we are.” The video was paused after a clear view of the license plate could clearly be seen, and with that he walked further left to get a look at the backside of the car. He came to a stop in no time, pleased to find his thoughts confirmed. “This is it,” Heiji said turning back to face the two who weren’t far. “This is defiantly the same black Agera R car seen in the video, the license plate found here is a perfect match.” He stepped back as another police official made their way around the car, taking photos as they did. Not wanting to get in the way of things he headed back over to rejoin the other two. “It shouldn’t be too much longer before we begin the next step,” Barry said checking his watch. “I’d give it another five at most.” “Is there anything else you can tell us about the circumstances,” Heiji asked. “Was there anything unusual that you came to find when you arrived?” “Maybe not anything unusual given the situation, but something worth noting,” Barry replied. “There was no wallet found on the deceased, no form of identification whatsoever.” “That heats things up a little.” “More work for us,” Barry agreed. “But once we get a fix on his blood type and I check his dental work once the body is taken to the lab we should have an answer for who this guy is sooner rather than later.” The sound of a ring intruded at that given time, both looking to see it had come from detective Norwich’s phone. She brought it to her eyes before finding herself turning away from the two of them. “This is one I need to take,” Kylane said before strolling off. “I shouldn’t be long.” He watched as she walked, the first time he had really paid attention to her figure. It was then that he discovered that her height weighed heavily on the length of her legs. He looked away soon after to find Barry had been doing the same. “I heard today is the day you and detective Norwich met, and also your first investigation together,” Barry said. “That’s a pretty quick pace if you ask me.” “Who’d you hear that from?” “Wayne let me in on it.” Barry replied. “Wayne,” Heiji questioned. “Are you referring to Bruce Wayne?” “One and only,” Barry confirmed. “And when I heard you would be coming to Central City I made sure I’d be here to assist you.” “All in courtesy of Bruce no doubt,” Heiji said. “That would explain why he didn’t respond to my messages I sent to him earlier, he must have been getting in contact with you on the situation.” “Not something that should surprise you,” Barry said. “Well, at least after knowing him for a while.” “Perhaps.” “So tell me,” Barry said. “What do you think of her?” “What’s that?” “Detective Norwich, how’s the first step coming along?” “It has had its up’s and down’s.” Heiji said not afraid to admit. “First argument already?” Barry said quickly coming to figure. “How’d you figure?” “Your response, and from what I’ve monitored between the two of you since you arrived,” Barry replied. “Everything that has come from the both of you has been direct, usually toward me; sparing any of the smaller details.” “Touché.” “Hey, the sooner the first argument the better,” Barry said putting it into perspective. “It makes future collaboration much smoother.” “Interesting way of putting it.” “Hey, I’m just going off of experience,” Barry said with a growing smile. “No way you can go wrong there.” He took that moment to look across the way, coming to find she was now engaged in conversation before turning back to face him. “Since we’ve got a little time to ourselves I think now would be an appropriate time to ask.” Heiji said. “What is it?” “Your connection with Bruce Wayne,” Heiji replied cutting to straight to the point. “How do you know him?” He took a long hard look into his eyes, taking little time for him to come to an obvious realization. “He hasn’t told you… has he?” “About what?” Heiji asked. “About me.” Barry clarified. “No,” Heiji replied. “You haven’t come up in any conversations I’ve had with him.” “I see,” Barry said with a smile coming to his face. “I guess that does leave a bit of a wedge in certainty.” “What can I say, I’m curious.” “I’ll tell you what,” Barry said turning back for the car. “Once we’re done here I’ll cover that in full with you, sound fair?” “That works for me.” They stood there for a short time longer, rejoined by detective Norwich who walked up from behind the two. “Anything new to report?” Kylane asked. “Not yet,” Heiji replied. “We’re still waiting.” “It shouldn’t be too much longer.” Barry said checking his watch once more. The wait continued, all three keeping a high degree of patience during this process. The city was now in the heat of things as the middle of the day took form. The increase in traffic was one of many signs showcasing this. There was no need in waiting for a bus or waving for a cab. They had only walked for minutes, clearly sighting what they believed to be the building they were looking for. They moved in closer, quickly finding a sign stamped onto the front of the building. “Noun One Library.” They only stopped for a mere second, walking up the stairs soon after. “This is the place.” There was no doubt about it; this was the name of the library that had been brought to their attention. There was much to find upon entering. Straight ahead was a series of book cases, all lined up in proportion to one another. On the right was a number of tables which they assumed to be where most went to read after checking out a book. Last to come was what they were looking for, the front desk. It was located on the left side of the room, heading in that direction straight away. “Welcome to Noun One library,” A smilingly librarian greeted. “Is there anything I can help you with?” “Yes,” The visitor replied. “I would like to apply for a library card at this time if possible.” “Well of course,” The clerk said happy to inform. “Just give me a second to get to the main screen.” They immediately turned for a computer sitting atop the desk, typing only a few lines before they were approached with yet another question. “I was told of this library from a friend,” The visitor began. “He said there were many activities that are held here on weekly bases, can you confirm this?” “There’s a lot that goes on here,” The clerk said in response. “Do you think you could be a little more specific on what you’re detailing?” “Chess,” The visitor replied. “I was told there is a popular chess club that is held here once every month.” “Then you heard right.” “Any idea when the next exact meet is to be held,” The visitor asked. “That’s something that could be of interest to me.” “It should be in the next few days if I’m mistaken.” “Excellent.” They turned back toward the computer screen at that given time, coming to find everything was now in place for the next step to begin. “Alright, we’re ready to get you started.” “Sounds good.” “Now,” The clerk said looking up to face them. “First I’m going to need your first and last name.” “Kindly,” They replied dropping a hand to the desk. “Kuroba, Kaito.” The lights continued to flash with each given click. It was a seemingly never ending process, waiting with patience the whole way through. His phone had been turned off by this point, not wanting anything from the outside to cause for any distraction. Nothing had been said since the last exchanged words, all three waiting to get the ok to move on with the next phase of the investigation. “It’s been nearly fifteen minutes now, it doesn’t usually take this long for the initial look,” Heiji thought. “Especially since they began before we even arrived.” He turned to the right for no specific reason, coming to find a uniformed officer heading straight toward them. He stopped once reaching the three, holding out his right hand to reveal a box. “What’s this, a box of latex gloves?” Barry asked. “Yes,” The unnamed officer confirmed. “They’ve just finished up with the shots needed, as you know moving forward we’ll need you all to slip on a pair.” “Already ahead of you.” Barry said holding up his hands to reveal the gloves sitting in place. The other two didn’t waste any time in grabbing a set of their own before securely sliding them on. “Right this way.” Barry said taking charge. The two followed from behind, taking no time for them to reach the car which was now only surrounded by two other detectives. They didn’t stop until reaching the man who was down onto a knee, examining something around the trunk of the car. “Detective Noles,” Barry said calling out his name. “What have you gone over thus far.” “Not much,” Detective Noles replied. “Just dusting for prints, already took care of all doors.” “And the evidence?” “Already sealed away,” Detective Noles replied pointing to a black bag sitting aside him. “I’ll hand everything over to you when we return to the lab.” “That will be just fine,” Barry said in response. “Just make sure it’s all sorted properly this time around.” “You bet.” Just from hearing that he was able to determine his stature, even if it was meaningless. “It’s pretty clear Mr. Noles is new to the police force,” Heiji said. “Or at least to how things are done within this particular unit.” Just as he was to turn back to face the two his name could be heard called from the passenger side of the vehicle. “Allen I think you had better come have a look at this.” This not only raised interest for him, but for the other two as well. He immediately responded to his call, stepping around the car to see what he had discovered. “What is it?” Barry asked a few feet away from reaching him. “Look what we have here.” The police investigator said turning around to reveal what was now in his possession. “A gun?” “Yes, and it still has the tag attached.” The officer added. He lifted the tag for all to see in that next second. “Well what do you know.” Kylane said becoming intrigued. “Where did you find it?” Barry asked. “In the glove compartment on the passenger side.” “Go ahead and report that to the others.” Barry instructed. “Right away.” He handed the gun over to him before taking off completely. Barry took the next few seconds to examine it before turning back to face her with an update. “It’s a Grande Puissance 35,” Barry informed. “I recognize the design.” “It looks to be that way.” Kylane agreed. “This could very we’ll be one of the stolen weapons mentioned in your report,” Barry said. “And since the tag is still intact we should be able to confirm with them is this gun was in fact taken from their shop.” “I took the liberty of saving their number to my contacts before coming here,” Kylane said reaching for her phone. “I’ll give them a call right away.” “Here,” Barry said tossing her the gun. “You might need this.” “I’ll return it to you once I’m finished.” “There will be no need,” Barry said in response. “You can go ahead and hand the gun over to detective Jellson, he usually handles the big time accessories found at a scene.” “Detective Jellson?” “That would be the same officer who discovered the GP 35 in the glove compartment of the car just now.” “I’ll see to that once I’m finished.” She took off from there, walking around the car to the other side. It was no sooner after that he was joined by detective Noles. “Allen,” Detective Noles said coming to a stop upon reaching him. “I’ve finished collecting prints from all sides of the car, would you like for me to begin searching on the inside?” “Don’t bother,” Barry said in response. “I’ll see to that myself, you just go ahead and get all that stuff back to the lab.” “I’ll have it waiting for you on your desk, sorted of course.” Detective Noles smilingly promised. “If we need you back here you can expect to receive a call from me,” Barry said. “So be sure to have your phone on.” “No problem there,” Detective Noles replied. “But I’m still curious about one thing.” “What is it?” “About the way this man died,” Detective Noles replied. “If he was shot while driving, don’t you think it would have been hard for him to stay on the course of the road?” “You’re right,” Barry said understanding the positioning of the car. “In this particular case it looks as if they had been parked at the time of the shooting.” “That might be a true statement.” The two turned at the sound of his voice, coming to find he was already on the driver side of the car. “Please do enlighten us.” Barry said interested to hear. “There’s a burn mark at the top hash of where the bullet entered,” Heiji informed. “And with that known fact it’s safe to assume that they were shot at close range.” “I didn’t notice that on my first initial look at the body,” Detective Noles admitted. “Wouldn’t something like that usually indicate suicide?” “In many cases,” Heiji agreed. “But there was no gun to be found near the body that could have been used in the incident.” “Good point.” “Is there anything else you have to add?” Barry asked. “Not from this angle,” Heiji replied. “I’ve only observed the situation from where I stand; we’ll need to search the car deeper before making any further assumptions.” That was something he could agree on, turning back to face his comrade who still stood at his side. “Go on and head back to the lab Noles,” Barry instructed. “Detective Hattori and I will handle things going forward from here.” “Understood.” “When I’m through here I’ll contact you to let you know when I’m on my way back.” He nodded in response. “I’ll be waiting for the call.” With that he gripped the bag on his shoulder, turning for the other side before walking to where his patrol car was located. "That leaves the main stage for us." Barry said looking his way. "Since I'm here under an assistantship I think it would be appropriate to ask how you'd like to proceed." "No need to worry," Barry assured. "Why don't you take that side of the car since you're already there, leave everything on this end to me." "Works for me." "All doors have already been unlocked," Barry informed. "So you should be good to go." He gave him the thumbs up before attending to matters himself. The time had finally come, reaching down for the door knob with one simple tug. The door fell open, revealing the full story of the scene. His analysis began from there, starting with the path of the blood spatter. Its path could be found flowing down all sides of the seat, almost like a spill on a counter top. He found this to be strange, the first note he took to himself. Next came the window located on the driver side which was more than halfway rolled down. His suspicions furthered with yet another discovery. "There's no blood." Both sides were checked just to be sure of this, even the top edges. Yet there wasn't so much as a spec of blood to be spotted. Wanting to expand his searches further he looked to the ceiling of where the body sat, only adding on to the growing mystery. "No blood there either." "So you've noticed." He looked across the way to see Barry had already started his search as well. "You would have thought after being shot a streak of his blood would have traveled to this side," Barry said. "Yet there is none to be found in the passenger seat, nor on any portion of this side of the car." "Something's not adding up," Heiji agreed. "I don't think I've ever examined a scene quite like this to be honest with you." "That makes two of us." "The victim is covered in blood almost from the head down," Heiji said. "Including the driver seat, but everything else seems untouched for the most part." "Something which doesn’t make a whole lot of sense,” Barry said. “We’ll try and work through this the best we can, then when everything is transported to the lab we’ll be able to dissect this even further.” “That’s ultimately what it will come down to, in both cases,” Heiji said. “After all we don’t even have a positive identification for who this man was.” “Nothing our forensics won’t be able to determine,” Barry said before slightly shifting his focus. “Mind checking the glove compartment of the driver side, there might be something in there of importance.” He took him up on this, reaching across to pull it open. What was found inside was a flash light, an unopened set of batteries, a map, and two notepads. “Doesn’t look like something you wouldn’t normally find in this case,” Heiji said. “I’d say we’re pretty clear here.” “Go ahead and close it up,” Barry instructed. “We’ll have a further look at the contents of that glove compartment when this car is taken to the Central City Police lab.” He did as asked of him, slowly pushing away from the body after doing so. It was in that instance that something else that really came to his attention. “His eyes,” Heiji said. “They’re completely closed.” “Yea, I noticed that as well,” Barry said. “There’s still a chance the culprit in question closed his eyes after shooting.” “True,” Heiji agreed. “But what really would there to gain out of this?” “That’s a really good question.” “The bodies all yours,” Heiji said completely removing himself from the equation. “I’ll check the back seats for anything additional.” He decided to leave the door open, stepping to the back half of the vehicle to find his hand to the door knob. The door was opened all in one motion, his first motive was to look for any traces of blood. The seats were the first to be checked, followed by the floor below. It was clear from the moment he opened the door, there was no blood to be found. But was that possible? Had someone cleaned a majority of the mess… and if so for what purpose?” He leaned further in, continuing his skim of the back seats. It wasn’t long after that he noticed something, a small fabric of some kind lying on the far seat across. “What is that?” He reached across, bringing the smooth dark blue cloth into his hand. Even with the gloves on a familiar smoothness could be felt as he glided his hand across. “… I recognize this fabric, Italian silk,” Heiji thought. “I’d say it’s a handkerchief of some kind.” The cloth was held out at arm’s length, taking the time to further examine it. “What in the flying space pigs?!” He turned at the sound of his voice almost instantly. “What’s wrong?” Heiji asked. “His eyes,” Barry replied from the front seat. “They’re gone…” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 128 Investigation Turns to A New Face There was no one to be seen, but that was only at first glance. It was only a moment after that he noticed the back side of a hat, watching as someone rose from the chair in the seconds that followed. It was her, stepping up and turning with the flow of her dark brown hair falling from her shoulder where it rested. He only took a few steps, letting her close out the rest of the gap. Her hazel blue eyes peered into his, an impassive expression which followed in the path of this. He was surprised to find her height exceeded his, even if it was only by mere inches. He was never one for creative greetings, simply holding out his hand upon her reaching the two of them. "Heiji Hattori." She accepted, meeting his grip with surprising equal force. "Norwich," She spoke before breaking the hold. "Kylane Norwich, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you detective." There was something about, an odd feeling coming over him just after releasing the hold. "I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before," Heiji thought still locked eyes with her. "I just can’t remember when." "I’ve already gone over the details of the case with her regarding yesterday’s incident," James informed breaking the brief silence. "I’ll leave it to you to fill Ms. Norwich in with the further details we discussed on the way up." "Loud and clear." Heiji said facing him. "Is there anything further you’d like to ask of me, or detective Norwich for that matter?" "There is one thing," Heiji replied. "I’m still uncertain of is how all of this is supposed to work out." "That’s actually quite simple," James said. "Wherever you go when crossing investigation grounds, she’ll be with you." "Like a guide?" "In a sense, yes," James replied. "She’ll be your superior if you want a clear way of depicting it, will that be alright with you?" "That’s not a problem at all." Heiji answered turning back to face her. "You’ll have clearance to certain places you didn’t have before," James continued. "Though I’m sure none of this is a surprise to you." "I’ll do whatever is needed of me in any situation." "That’s what I expected to hear." "Commissioner, if you don't mind there's some paper work I need to wrap up concerning the latest case worked," Kylane said. "Would it be ok if we picked up with this in the next twenty?" "That’s ok with me," James replied. "But you’ll be proceeding without me." "Why’s that?" Heiji asked. "There’s somewhere I need to be." "This should take no longer than thirty minutes at most." Kylane said. "You're excused detective," James said. "Go ahead." She gave a well noted nod before doing just that, his eyes trailing her the whole way. She completely fell out of sight within seconds, leaving just the two of them. "So," James said in the wake of this. "What do you think?" "What’s that?" "Detective Norwich, what did you think of her?" James clarified. "She’s focused, all about the job," Heiji replied. "Maybe even a little reserved in certain aspects." "Not a bad list to describe her if I must say," James said. "Her qualities have made her very successful since coming here." "Since coming here," Heiji questioned. "She wasn't always here with the GCPD?" "That's right," James confirmed. "She spent three years at a police department in Philadelphia, it's only been a little over a year since she was transferred here." "Why was she transferred?" "It wasn't by reason, but of her own choice." "Is that right?" "If you wish to know more on the matter I suggest you take it up with detective Norwich herself," James said. "The inner details on the decision were personal." "I understand," Heiji said. "I don’t really feel the need to bring it up, unless something calls for it." "I can’t disagree," James said. "I'm heading out now, and probably won't be returning to the office until this evening some time." "Guess that means I won't be touching base with you for a while," Heiji said. "Well, at least not in person." "My phone will be on at all times," James assured. "If there's anything you need don't hesitate." "Of course." The two stepped out of the office in the seconds that followed, locking the door after doing so. "So, how long until they’ve finished up with that elevator?" Heiji asked. "Progress has been good," James replied. "From the looks of things they could be done as soon as tomorrow." "A pleasant surprise," Heiji said. "The last I asked of it I was told it would be another week before things were up and running." "We have great technicians who work our facilities." "That would be hard to argue against." They paced their way down the hall, feeling the vibration of his phone halfway through. This prompted him to stop, reaching into his pocket to grab hold of it. "Phone call?" James asked stopping as well. He raised it up into clarity before turning back to face him. "This is one I have to take." "Understandable," James said before turning back for the path ahead. "I have very little time to spare, perhaps I’ll see you the next time you’re in." "We’ll see." He gave him a nod in response. With nothing further to discuss he turned back for the other side of the hall. The phone vibrated once more, reminding him of the incoming call. "How goes the day?" Heiji answered taking the call. "We need to talk," Bruce said. "Have you finished up at the station?" "Just did," Heiji replied. "You couldn’t have picked a better time." "Good," Bruce said pleased to hear. "Would now be a good time for you to return to the manor?" "I don’t know about that one," Heiji replied while leaning to the right wall. "It’s just I’m scheduled to be hitting the road with detective Norwich here soon." "Interesting choice," Bruce said. "I wasn’t anticipating that’s who Gordon had in mind to pair you with." "You’ve heard of her?" Heiji asked. "I make it my business to keep up with all who operate at the GCPD," Bruce confirmed. "I’m just surprised she was chosen as your superior." "Why," Heiji asked out of curiosity. "Do you feel she’s not qualified in some kind of way?" "No, that’s not it at all," Bruce replied. "Her records as good as the next guy, it has more to do with the length served in Gotham." "I see what you mean, she hasn’t worked for the Gotham City Department all that long." "Have you spoken with her?" "Only briefly." Heiji confirmed. "What did you think of her?" "Couldn’t give you a clear answer at this moment," Heiji replied. "We only touched base on the case at hand, at that was only for a short time." "I see." "What exactly is it you wanted to speak with me about," Heiji asked. "Is it something urgent?" "I wouldn’t call it urgent, but it does pertain to the case you’re currently handling." "Is this an update on that car caught on tape?" "Can your phone receive video format?" "You bet," Heiji replied. "What’s the deal, you plan on sending something for me to view?" "The last sighting of the Koenigsegg Agera R," Bruce confirmed. "They did just what I expected they’d do." "Which was?" "They drove all the way to the boarder of Gotham," Bruce replied. "On the south-west side of the city." "Did they skip town entirely?" "Being that they were headed for the Vinxefinkel Bridge it’s looking that way," Bruce said in response. "I’ll leave it to you to determine where they’ve gone." "And if I’m able to find out just that?" "Contact me immediately," Bruce replied. "Though I might not be at your side, there are other options that may allow for me to assist." "I like the sound of that." "I’ll be forwarding you the footage I spoke of in the next few minutes, so be aware." "I’ll review it right away." Heiji assured. "Get back to me when you can, and.. good luck." The conversation ended with those final words, closing the phone before lowering it into the top slot of his jacket. He only stood there for a few seconds longer before finally continuing back down the hall, only one thing running through his mind. The unknown of what there would be to find going forward. The sky had dimmed from the clouds taking center stage, making it cooler than it had been when he had taken off earlier. The weather was the last thing on his mind, most everything being blocked out by another success that which had been reached. The motel came into the clear after passing yet another street corner. There was little time to spare, hurrying along the way down the narrow street. Before arriving at the bottom of the fleet of stairs someone stepped out from a nearby tree, putting a stamp in his path. "You're back sooner than I had expected," Konosuke said pleased to see him. "So, how did the interview go?" No response was needed, the look on his face told the whole story. "When do you start?" "In three days," Kaito replied. "But I'm scheduled to return tomorrow, to touch base with some of the staff." "Could not have hoped for better news." "I take it you haven't been in the room all day?" "Only for thirty minutes after you took off." "Where did you go?" "A public library." "Interesting," Kaito said almost surprised to hear. "What were you doing there?" "While surfing the net this morning I came across some information on our man Simon E. Lain." Konosuke replied. "This should be good," Kaito said with high anticipation. "It would appear Mr. Lain is the leader of a chess group who operate at Noun One library, the library just visited," Konosuke informed. "It's not located too far from here." "How often is this chess meet held?" "Once a month sir," Konosuke replied. "Their next group meet is exactly five days from now." "So what’s the catch, do you plan on attending?" "That depends," Konosuke admitted. "It could work as a means of closing a gap of uncertain interest, wouldn’t you say?" "Are you implying that I should join up?" "It could prove beneficial if you think about it," Konosuke hinted. "Starting a friendship must always begin with a solid foundation, why not through a series of chess?" "I’m not looking for any pals to bump shoulders with," Kaito said gunning down his suggestion. "Besides, a plan has already been set for retrieving the device." "And I didn’t say there was, only that it would be safe to have a backup if this plan of yours falters in any fashion," Konosuke clarified. "I think even you could agree on that." He didn’t expect an answer, simply turning for the stairs which lead to the entrance of the motel. "All I’m asking is that you give it some thought." He stood there for a couple seconds longer, paying some mind to the proposition. "There might be some weight to his point." He followed him soon after, keeping the option presented at the back of his thoughts. But regardless, there was no doubt in his mind the Networks Pivotal Equalizer would be obtained. It had been one of those slow starts to the day. He had only left the room once, currently lying on his back with his sights set on the ceiling. There was much sailing through his thoughts, some being problems that were stacked directly in front of him. But it wasn’t those that were of the high concern to him, it was the puzzles that stood past arm’s length that hampered his very core… feeling a drive only felt so often. This brought a change in feel, frustration even. There was no other way of describing it. But no matter what, he was determined to keep his promise, one he had made to himself. There would be no mending from self-doubt or change in approach with any road block which may present itself. It was those very thoughts which kept him mentally as well as emotionally sustained. The sound of the phone could be heard from where it sat atop the dresser on the right side of the bed. He held it up to see the name registered to the incoming call. "Glad you were able to find some time in your day to give me a call." Shinichi jokingly answered. "There’s never enough to do," Hiroshi said pleased to hear his voice. "I got the message you left." "I figured it wouldn’t take long for you to return the call." "I wasn’t sure if it was urgent or not, but called as soon as I could none the less." "Nothing to worry about," Shinichi said in a calming matter. "I was just wondering if you had anything to add from your end." "In regards to?" "The heart attacks linked with lead poisoning," Shinichi specified. "Have there been any additional incidents since the last we spoke?" "No, and thankfully so," Hiroshi said more than glad to report. "Speaking of which, how did things go with those files forwarded to you?" "It helped," Shinichi replied. "What was found in the medical records you sent were in comparison with the ones we already had, consistency with this matter will only lead to one thing." "Which is?" "The truth," Shinichi replied. "It’s only a matter of time before the source of the problem is determined, and once that happens hopefully we can put an end to this whole epidemic." "Are you any closer to finding an answer to that?" "No, but we’re working day and night to try and get this thing solved," Shinichi assured. "Things have only become complicated with some other trials that have risen, but that has nothing to do with the point." "Anything I can help with?" "No, but thanks for asking." "The others have asked about," Hiroshi informed. "They said when they tried reaching you there was no response to be gained." "That’s been the case with everyone," Shinichi said. "My phone’s been off for the majority of the time, given the situation." "They’re worried about you," Hiroshi said. "You should give them a call; it will in the least settle their excitement." "I’ll add that to my to do list," Shinichi said in response. "What about Haibara?" "The usual routine, hard at work," Hiroshi replied. "Something I’m sure you can relate with." "Give her and everyone my best," Shinichi asked. "I’ll contact them all soon." "Is there anything else I can do to be of service?" "No, but if anything comes up you’ll be the first to know." "I’ll be looking forward to your next call, and… good luck." "Thanks, we might just need it." He didn’t lower the phone from his ear until after hearing the emptiness from the other side. He placed the phone back onto the dresser before finding himself falling back to the comfort of the pillow from underneath. His eyes closed soon after, allowing his thoughts to drain center stage once again. Traveling up and through the quietness of the stairwell had become routine, knowing when he had reached the floor to the lobby with little as a peak of an eye. The door was reached after a couple more steps taken, pulling it aside to find himself back on the main floor. He immediately looked to the right to see a group of people held in line, apparently all waiting to be booked in before being taken off to a cell. "Looks to be business as usual." Not wanting to get in the way of things he headed for the left side of the room, looking to return to the waiting area. The seat next to the door he had occupied earlier was empty yet again, finding that to be the best choice of his liking. "I wonder if Gates is coming in today." He reached the chair soon after, taking a seat within that instant. It didn’t take long for him to look over to the empty chair aside his to realize the morning paper he had set there before was now gone. "I was hoping that it would still be here when I returned," Heiji said before facing forward once again. "Guess it can’t be helped." Before he had the time to relax the subtle ring of his phone caught fire, letting him know a message had been received. He immediately reached down to grab hold of it to find who had sent the message. "It’s from Bruce; it must be the last of the video footage he mentioned." Heiji said not wasting any time in opening it. He did just that, opening the message to reveal what was inside. It was just as expected; scanning all that could be seen in the video. It didn’t take long for him to spot the vehicle in question trailing along amongst the vehicles, being that it was the only sports car to be found. There was no doubt, it was the one. "That’s a Koenigsegg Agera R alright." By this point all vehicles had come to a stop, commanded by a red light from a street light. This only lasted for seconds before a green light took over in its place, allowing for all to drive onto the bridge which could clearly be seen. This was also the last sighting of the Agera R. "So that’s where the trail ends, and where ours will begin." Before watching the video for a second time he realized he hadn't been sent just one video, but two. Not wanting to hold off he opened the second video to view the content. It turned out to be more footage of the same car, only found at another street intersection. "This must be the first viewing of this car after yesterday’s incident," Heiji said. "This is just as important." Those next few minutes were used to further examine both videos, looking to see if there was anything he could learn further on the matter. It wasn't just the car itself he was studying, but everything around it as well. This included the surrounding vehicles. He checked to see if there were any other cars that had been seen in the first that were also in the second. "There's about a twenty minute gap between the first recording and the second," Heiji quickly determined by checking the labeled times. "If there's another vehicle to be found in both videos besides the Koenigsegg Agera R, we could be looking at a potential accomplice." He looked into that very possibility, very little being able to act as a distraction in the surrounding area. Minutes passed in the process of this, having no such luck in finding anything else that could prove useful. It was all sealed in his mind, from the color of the windows and tires to the letter style of the license plate. He leveled the phone down onto his lap; only at that moment did he see her, standing over him as if she had been waiting. "You look occupied, is now not a good time?" "Detective Norwich," Heiji said immediately standing to his feet. "I didn’t even see you there." "I finished filing the paper work necessary," Kylane said. "If you’re ready I’d like to go over the evidence in the case." "Yes, of course." He reached straight for his phone, bringing the video footage back to the screen in no time before handing it to her. "What am I supposed to be looking at?" "Street traffic, minutes right after the robbery occurred," Heiji replied. "The footage is was taken from about a block away, there’s one vehicle in particular you should be keeping an eye on." "Yes?" "Look closely, the black Koenigsegg Agera R is the one in question," Heiji pointed out. "Notice anything strange about it?" She took the next moments to give it a hard long stare, before looking back to him with the shake of her head. "I can’t say I do." "The license plate, there’s one located on the rare of the car but not on the front," Heiji said jumping right to the point. "According to the laws in this state that’s illegal." "You’re absolutely right." "Tap the screen of the phone." She did as instructed, unsure of what would come of this. A new video came to the screen showcasing the Agera R once again, this time at another street intersection. "That’s right by the Vinxefinkel Bridge," Heiji spoke positive she was now viewing the second video. "It would appear that’s the direction they headed in." "Which means they’ve left town," Kylane said. "What other evidence do you have in regards to this car being involved in the robbery, because all you’ve presented thus far is a base hunch." "One which is reasonable," Heiji argued. "My gut instinct tells me that car was involved in somehow." "My track record doesn’t stand on instinct nor has it on weightless hunches," Kylane said. "If you want to follow up on this we’re going to need solid evidence." "So that’s it huh, you’re not even going to consider the possibility?" "Let’s say that I do, let’s say we track this person down," Kylane said providing a scenario. "What if it turns out to be someone who had just been crossing town and had no idea of the regulations centered on the city?" "Then we reroute," Heiji replied. "That’s part of the drill of the drive, you’re going to hit your stumps every now and then." "I do my best to avoid those situations," Kylane said showing a slight raise in energy. "And with the lack of any solid evidence I just don’t see why the effort should be put, not when there’s so much more I could be focusing on." "What do you mean?" "There’s people suffering from where we stand to every corner in this city," Kylane replied giving an example. "Sickness, a rise in gang activity, and violence beyond reason… all which have seen a rise in the past year." "That can be found anywhere you go." "I’ve handled multiple cases in the past month, do you know how many children are without parents.. how many families destroyed from these growing shifts in society?" "But what if you’re wrong?" "…" "What if that person driving that car did in fact have an outing in taking those guns," Heiji asked looking to widen the perspective. "Chances are they don’t plan on holding onto those weapons for show, someone or many will get hurt… and that cycle you spoke of will only continue; another child without a parent, more families ripped apart." "Detective…" "You see that’s the thing about a gun, its evolution over time, a connection to what we as a people have experienced with growth… I can appreciate the good a weapon of that magnitude can bring," Heiji continued. "The cold steel, the bullet; a means of changing life… history." "What are you trying to get at detective?" He looked away, taking seconds before responding. "If that person driving that car turns out to be involved with those weapons getting shipped and somebody gets hurt, or worse," Heiji said with a pause. "That’s blood on us… on mine, that’s not something that goes away easily." "What do you want?" "A chance," Heiji replied. "Maybe the outcome won’t amount to what my dead instincts fuming from, but we’ll never know if we don’t at least look into the matter." There was a long moment of silence, looking into her eyes as if trying to read what she was going through her mind. She handed him his phone back without warning before pulling out her own. "What are you doing?" Heiji asked. "I need to make a couple calls," Kylane replied. "That is if you really want to attempt at tracking down that car." "Of course." "The Vinxefinkel Bridge once crossed will lead to one of two locations," Kylane informed. "Metropolis or Central City, I’m going to go ahead and alert the police force of both cities to let them know of our situation." "Jurisdiction?" "That, and the process would go a lot smoother if we had them check their surveillance cameras they have in place," Kylane replied. "If that car passed through it’s bound to be on tape." "Detective Norwich, I can’t thank you enough." "Don’t thank me yet detective," Kylane said turning for the door. "We have a long journey ahead of us." "You don’t have to tell me." "Oh, and I’m going to need your phone." "That’s right," Heiji said. "You’re going to need to forward the video to the other police stations." He handed her the phone just as they walked out past the door with, and just like that another adventure was just about to begin. It was that time of day, the hour where everything seemed to be going in full circle. There was no stopping, everything and everyone was in constant movement. Well, at least through their eyes. The main door to the building had finally been reached, welcomed by the cool air that blew past. They moved straight ahead, not hard to figure where the front desk was. They knew how to walk, keeping each step in proportion with the shift in their hips. The dress swayed in both directions, grabbing the attention of many who looked on in awe. Even the young gentleman working the front desk couldn’t help but flash a smile. She was in a way mysterious, hidden behind the hat and pair of shades that were placed over her. She stopped once reaching the desk with the removal of the shades. "Hi there." She greeted with a daring grin. His hands unknowingly began to shake while in the process of answering. "Welcome to Wayne Enterprises," He said delivering a smile of his own. "How may I help you today?" "I’d like to meet with the man himself," She replied leaning in with both hands placed onto the counter. ".. Bruce Wayne." "Could you state your name and business?" He asked pulling out a pen and slip of paper. "I’m actually short on time, but here’s my card." She took a step away before reaching into her purse, taking little time for her to hold out the card promised. He took it into his hand, never losing sight of her eyes. "Give this to him for me," She asked with a widening smile. "I’ll return later with my point of business, and then a time can be set." "You have my word," He said honored to be handed with the task. "I’ll make sure Mr. Wayne gets this as soon as possible." "Good day." With that she turned away, placing the shades back on with the readjustment of the positioning of the purse. She walked out in the same fashion as she had coming in, still receiving a high audience of praise. The brightening smile she had before quickly turned into a devilish smirk after stepping out past the exit. He had watched her the whole way out, admiring her figure along with the way she moved the whole way through. "There’s something about that girl," The clerk said to himself. "I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before... but where?" Maybe seeing her name would help jog his memory. The business card was flipped to its back side where her picture could be found along with much information. But it was the top line that caught his eye, her name… almost saying it the instant he laid eyes on it with his familiarity of her coming to the surface. "… Vineyard Chris." They had driven for a good distance by now. By this time they had found themselves on the bridge, slightly backed up in traffic. He had been monitoring his phone throughout, half expecting he’d be receiving a response from his messages sent. "Bruce asked to be kept updated on the situation," Heiji thought. "Maybe the fact he’s busy is the reason I haven’t heard back from him." He looked out the window at that moment, sighting a jet which was soaring along in the far distance. There hadn’t been much words exchanged between the two since hitting the road. He turned that way to see her eyes on the streets ahead, and nothing else. The radio was on, but other than that it was relatively quiet. Wanting to start conversation he sat up in the seat, turning to look her way. "You’re not very talkative," Heiji began. "Do you not normally work with others?" "I’ll cope with whoever is assigned to work alongside me." "Seems like it’s been awhile," Heiji said. "When’s the last time you worked with someone other than me?" "I’d rather focus on the road," Kylane said in response. "If you’d like you’re free to change the station on the radio." With that another strand of quietness followed. "So much for that." He respected her wishes, choosing not to advance any further with conversation. The silence was short lived, only seconds passing before the ring of the phone could be heard. He quickly came to find that it wasn’t his, but had come from hers. "This is Detective Norwich." The call lasted for over a minute, he caught very little of what was said being that he wasn’t trying to listen in. He had no idea if it was related to the case at hand or not. Once the call had come to an end she glanced over at him before turning back for the road. "It would appear your gut feeling has paid off." "What happened," Heiji asked sitting up. "Did they find the car?" "That’s what the police from Central City are reporting." "And what of the stolen weapons," Heiji asked. "Were there any found in the vehicle?" "I’m not sure," Kylane replied. "But it runs deeper than that now." "Huh?" "We’re now dealing with a homicide," Kylane informed. "The driver of that car you’ve brought to everyone’s attention was found dead, one shot to the head." "What?!" "I wasn’t given all the details," Kylane said. "I was told someone from their police force would be briefing us on the matter when we get there." "How much longer do you think that will take?" Heiji asked looking back toward the streets ahead. "At the rate we’re going twenty minutes, thirty at longest." "Not as long as I was imagining." Given the situation he knew it was now time to send a report, sending him yet another message he hoped he would soon receive. The wait seemed to get longer by the minute, feeling a sudden disgust inside from the fact he wasn’t able to prevent what had happened. He weakened the tightness of his clutched fist, breathing with a deep breath taken to help calm himself for what was to come. This was a case which would need him at his best, something he felt would be delivered once they arrived. They finally found their way off of the bridge after a length of time, finding the drive much smoother from there on out. It took another ten minutes before either spoke again. "Get ready," Kylane said. "The reported crime scene is no more than five minutes away." He was more ready than ever, turning off the phone before tucking it away into the security of his pocket. It was those last minutes that seemed to go the quickest, and before they knew it an area alongside the road blocked off by patrol cars and crime scene tape came into view. "This must be it." They came to a complete stop shy of reaching the scene itself, stepping out only to immediately be approached by a police officer who had been standing guard. "I don’t recall us calling in reinforcements," The officer spoke. "Who are you two?" "We’re from the GCPD." Heiji informed. "Come again?" "The Gotham City Police Department." Kylane clarified. "You both came all the way from Gotham," The officer said with a brow raised. "On what reasons?" "Never mind it detective," Another officer said coming to his side. "I’ll take over from here." "They say they’re from the GCPD." "Yea, I know," The man with rich blonde hair replied. "I was told they were the ones to put a report out on this car, even before our guys got a hold of it." "Is that right?" "They’re a part of this, you go ahead and stand guard," He instructed. "I’ll take over from here." "You’re call officer." The young man then turned his sights to the two of them, giving them one of the warmer welcoming smiles anyone would ask to have. "Welcome detectives," He said before then turning to face him directly. "I’ve heard much about you Detective Hattori, it’ll be nice to finally get to work with you." "You know me," Heiji said more than surprised to hear. "How?" "Heard about you from Wayne," The man replied. "Bruce had nothing but good things to say." "Is that so?" "How rude of me," He said looking the two of them over. "I have yet to introduce myself." "It’s never too late for introduction." Heiji said. "Allen," The man said holding out his hand to greet his. "Barry Allen." To Be Continued 128.rtf

The Detective Prince Chapter 127 First Meet The day had gone like a flurry of dust in the wind, bringing a relatively quiet evening. The halls were empty at the time of his return, only hearing the occasional sound of a TV through the walls from nearby rooms. He arrived at the door to his room soon after, looking both ways before lowering his hand into the right pocket of his jacket. “Everything looks to be clear.” With that he pulled out the key to the room, taking no time in unlocking it. He stepped in with the close of the door, surprised to walk into complete darkness. He took a few steps in, taking little time for him to locate the light switch. “He must still be out running that errand he mentioned.” Kaito said flipping the switch upward. He didn’t stop there, continuing to walk until reaching the second bed. He had the urge to have a seat but chose to simply place his bag there before turning for the curtains only a couple feet away. “This room could use some circulation of air.” He pulled the curtains off to the side, opening the balcony door which brought in a flow of fresh air. “Much better.” He stepped out onto the balcony, leveling his hands down onto the railing as he watched the streets below. Minutes passed in the passing of this, taking very little time for him to completely fall into the moment. It was comforting in a sense; it was almost as if he was staring into a reflection of his mind, a never ending traffic. A move to look away from the streets didn’t come until the sound of something gazing the skies could be heard, but where was it coming from. He looked around to answer that very question, finally laying eyes on it as it passed overhead. “A helicopter,” Kaito said keeping pace with it as it traveled east. “It’s traveling unusually low, I wonder if something is going on.” He continued to follow it with the slight turn of his head, looking on until it ultimately fell out of sight in the moments that past. “That’s the end of that,” Kaito said turning back for the room. “If there is something going on it’s bound to be getting covered right now.” The remote was sitting atop the TV when he looked over, making his search for it very brief. “Now let’s see what we’ve got.” He took a seat on the bed as he pressed down to the power button. It had darkened on this day sooner than any other day he had been here. It was now a quarter to ten, still feeling the lingering numbness from where blood had been extracted from his left arm. He did his best to place it to the back of his mind as he headed down the stairs. He turned for the right once reaching the bottom, almost sure he’d find him where he usually was. The door was slightly cracked upon reaching it, hearing his voice soon after. “How are you feeling?” He took this as an invitation, pushing the door aside before stepping in. “Still feeling the affects.” Shinichi admitted. “It shouldn’t last past tomorrow.” “I figured that much,” Shinichi said. “Have you heard back from any of the others?” “Dick and Heiji wrapped up their visit a few hours ago at Mount Zomoph.” “And?” “There was nothing of importance for them to report.” “I’m not surprised,” Shinichi said. “I take it he left the surveillance still in place?” “He doesn’t plan on removing that equipment anytime soon.” Bruce confirmed. “What about that bomb that was initially found at the site when it was first investigated,” Shinichi asked. “Wasn’t it given to you?” “Yes,” Bruce replied. “Though I have yet to completely examine it.” “First the bomb, then the computer found in Metropolis.” “About that, Tim called with an update on the matter.” “Did he now,” Shinichi said pleased to hear. “What did he say?” “It was all there, everything,” Bruce replied. “Every single file you brought back was in fact on that hard drive.” “So those records came from that hard drive after all.” “Unfortunately for us that’s all there was to find.” “What?” “Yes, there were no other documents to be found on that computer except the medical records that were given to you.” “They must have purchased that computer just for this occasion,” Shinichi said. “It seems the more we find out, the further things seem to widen from the truth.” “That does seem to be a consist theme,” Bruce said. “I meant to ask earlier, but have you checked in with those back home in the last couple days.” “That’s something I had planned on doing later tonight,” Shinichi said checking his watch. “I’ll give it another two hours or so, that will assure things have started for everyone.” He lowered his wrist with a shift in his positioning, making it to where he was now completely facing the left side. He stood there for seconds, not saying a word… simply gazing out the window as if to find the answer to something, something which was seemingly unreachable. It wasn’t long after that he took notice of his sudden change in stance. He said nothing at first… knowing there was something deep setting in on his mind. “Are you alright?” Bruce asked out of concern after several moments had passed. His conscious was pulled back into the moment at the mention of his name, looking his way almost immediately. “It’s nothing… was just thinking.” “Why don’t you go and get some rest,” Bruce suggested. “It’s been a long day.” “No, not until we make progress,” Shinichi said in response. “At least with what occurred this morning.” “There’s no telling when that might be.” Bruce said before shifting his focus back to the computer. Interested in what he was working on he walked toward him. “What are you looking at now?” “The surveillance footage,” Bruce replied. “Particularly that of the intersection found in the City Hall district.” “Find anything?” “Not yet,” Bruce replied. “Only two minutes into the tape now.” “Mind if I take a look?” “Not at all.” He accepted the invite, taking his time in making a move around the desk before laying his eyes down to the moving footage which could be found. The screen was divided into two slides, the left side showcasing the rearview of many vehicles, while the right showcased the passing automobiles from the front. He examined the footage with the best of his ability, checking each visible window for any cracks or ware, detailing every tire that rotated. He did this for an unknowingly amount of time, keeping his eyes as he looked from one side of the screen to the other… trying to stay in rhythm with the speed of how fast the feed was playing back. At the moment his pace was set in, taking notice of something that wasn’t consistent. It was at that moment that he spoke out. “Pause it there.” Shinichi said. Without saying anything he did as asked of him. “What is it?” “I noticed something while scanning the footage.” “Please do share.” “Right there,” Shinichi said pointing at a particular vehicle on the left side. “But I noticed something that was different from the others.” “And what was that?” Bruce asked before beginning to type something. “This car here, like the rest of the other vehicles you can clearly see its license plate,” Shinichi explained. “But when you look over on the right side where the front of the car can be viewed, there is not another license plate to be found, when you can clearly see that all other automobiles do in this case.” “Your exactly right,” Bruce said. “Rules and regulations differ in different states, but here in Gotham it is a required law to have a license plate on both the front and back of whatever you’re driving.” “That’s something I didn’t know, I’ll keep that in mind for future reference,” Shinichi said. “But that’s not the only thing which gravitated my interest to it.” “I’m listening.” “That car is a Koenigsegg Agera R, one of the fastest accelerating cars in the world at this given time,” Shinichi continued. “It can reach up to sixty two miles per hour in less than three seconds.” “Two point nine to my knowledge.” “I see you keep up with the auto industry yourself,” Shinichi said not surprised to hear. “And that’s only scratching the surface, the Agera R can reach speeds that exceed two hundred seventy miles per hour… I’d say that would make for a great escape vehicle if someone did find themselves in a road skirmish with the authorities.” “I’m impressed,” Bruce admitted as his typing came to a stop. “Not even three minutes into looking over the footage and you were able to determine all of that.” “Think we should run a scan on the license plate?” “Already did.” Bruce said in response. He found himself surprised by this, but only at first. “… You knew.” “When you asked for me to pause the footage I wanted to hear what you had to say,” Bruce said before clicking down to the mouse which brought up another screen. “It seems we’ve come to the same conclusion.” The two looked on, tracing the bold letters which read ‘Not Registered’. “Bingo,” Shinichi said. “Looks like we have a winner.” “If they’re using a fake license then that means we’ll have to work quickly.” “Agreed, it’s only a matter of time before that car is ditched as well,” Shinichi said. “Unless they plan on placing a legit registered license plate on it at some point.” “This only accounts for one additional escape vehicle if our hunch is correct,” Bruce said. “If there are more they’re bound to have taken another path after abandoning that van.” “Have you checked all footage covering all other escape routes?” “No, this was the first.” His full attention was drawn back to the computer, saving the license plate number along with pictures of the footage collected all into one folder. “Since there’s no license plate to go off of what’s your means for tracking them?” “That’s a good question that you pose,” Bruce said. “And being that the amount of camera’s set up around Gotham is limited there’s a chance we might have lost them… but that doesn’t mean the trail is completely cold.” “How so?” “We’ll just have to get a hold of video feed beyond our sources.” “Good solution, no matter where you go these days while traveling the roads there’s bound to be surveillance watching at almost every turn.” “Determining which way they headed after passing that intersection shouldn’t be hard,” Bruce said. “Especially if they continued heading south.” “Can’t disagree, that whole area accounts for the entire City Hall district.” “At least for a couple more miles, yes.” Bruce confirmed. “Let’s go with the scenario that they do continue in that direction,” Shinichi said. “What if they were to head out of town, would you go after them?” “There are two things to be considered in the case of that,” Bruce said in response. “The first being we don’t know what they plan on accomplishing is directly tied to Gotham.” “And the second?” “Where there destination is, if not here.” “So what you’re saying is you won’t go after them if what they’re conspiring isn’t centered around Gotham.” “To a degree,” Bruce admitted. “But I didn’t say I wouldn’t see to it that this vendetta of theirs is brought to a halt.” “If not by going after them, then how?” “I’ll refer back to my second point, it would all depend on what city they land in,” Bruce replied. “There’s bound to be a road block no matter where they go.” “I don’t quite understand, but I’ll take your word for it.” He pushed out from the chair at that given moment, immediately looking over at the clock placed just above the door. Shinichi taking notice of this took a step away from the desk as he walked around. “Going somewhere?” “Yes,” Bruce replied. “There’s someone I need to meet with.” “What about the surveillance footage covering the other intersections?” “I plan on resuming that when I return.” Bruce answered. He continued for the other side, not stopping until a few steps shy of the door. “If you’d like you’re free to look over the rest of the footage yourself.” Bruce said facing him once more. “You don’t mind?” “If there’s anything that gives you trouble be sure and call Alfred,” Bruce said. “He should be able to assist you with anything regarding the tapes.” “I’ll keep that in mind.” He looked away, this time completely walking out… leaving him the task alone to handle. He didn’t waste any time, walking around the desk where he took a seat in front of the computer. “Now, let’s see what we have.” A good deal of time had passed since his return, laying there borderline of falling completely under. A soft sound could be heard in that moment. What it was and where it had come from was just a thought, too drained to pay it any mind. Just as he was to fall completely under he felt a tug at his left arm, taking little time for him to turn to see him standing over him. ".. Jii." "Did I wake you?" "Not quite," Kaito said staggering up from where he laid. "Barely heard you come in just now." "How did the interview go, if you don't mind me asking?" "About as good as it could have." Kaito replied. "Were you hired for the position?" "No, but I did get a call from them forty five minutes after leaving." "And?" "They want me to come in for a second interview." "That's always a good indication," Konosuke said. "How soon?" "Thirty after noon tomorrow." Kaito answered. “Sounds good.” “So,” Kaito said taking notice of the bag in his possession. “What is it you’ve got there?” “What I said I’d be going out to fetch.” “Aren’t you going to show me what’s inside?” “That would ruin the surprise,” Konosuke said before turning back for the other bed directly across. “Besides you haven’t been completely open with me with everything you’ve done since we arrived here.” “Fair enough.” He looked down to the side of the bed where the remote still laid, reminding him of the excitement from a couple hours back. “What about that helicopter?” Kaito said turning to the left where he could be found stashing something into the closet. “What’s that?” “There was a helicopter flying around the city just a bit ago,” Kaito replied. “Did you by any chance catch a glimpse of it?” “No, I did not.” “Then I guess it would also mean you don’t know what was going on.” “How do you know something was going on?” Konosuke questioned “By how low it was flying,” Kaito replied. “It’s almost as if a search was underway.” “Did you try checking the news?” “That’s the first thing I did after I could no longer see it,” Kaito replied. “Unfortunately there was nothing being reported on it.” “The morning paper is bound to have something on it,” Konosuke said. “If you’d like I could go and buy you one once they’ve hit the stands.” “That won’t be necessary,” Kaito said in response. “I’m sure it was nothing of importance.” “Your call.” He finished tucking away his jacket, sliding the closet door completely shut after doing so. He took a couple steps toward the bathroom before stopping. He looked his way, finding him with eyes glued to the blank screen of the television. “Master Kuroba… is everything alright?” “Just thinking, no need to worry.” He nodded in response. “I’m going to go in and take a shower, will you still be here?” “I’ll be here.” Kaito replied. “Hm...” With that he walked in past the door, closing it in the process. No move was made from leaving the bed, sitting there for a period of time in thought. He stood up a short time later, returning to the balcony. Once out there he simply gazed upward, tracing his eyes across the night sky ahead. There was nothing to be said or found, using this as a means to sort what was to come next. It had been a lengthy one at the office, a long one which was on the edge of finally coming to an end. She traveled down the hall to where her office was located, stooping in front of the last door on the left. She opened it up to enter a dark room, hearing the fiddling of the rain stroking the window side on the far right side. She moved in closer to find a small puddle from the rain setting in. “I don’t recall leaving the window open.” She immediately locked it down into place with the use of her right hand before immediately turning to the opposite corner. “A call would have been sufficient.” A dark figure in the form of the nights most recognized caped crusader stepped out from the darkness of where they hid behind, revealing themselves in the fullest. “Ms. Thompkins… we need to talk.” “I take it this is about my missing patient?” “I need more information.” Batman confirmed. “What is it you need to know?” “Danielle Walden and his daughter Mera, is there any more information you can give me on the two,” Bruce asked. “From what has been given to me I haven’t been able to turn up anything involving their disappearance.” “Did you check his apartment?” Leslie asked. “Of course.” “And from that what were you able to tell,” Leslie asked. “Were there any signs that they may have been abducted?” “No, it doesn’t appear that way,” Bruce replied. “Well at least not from where he lived, if they were taken it would have had to have happened at another location.” “We both know that isn’t the case,” Leslie said. “The security footage at that apartment complex shows them entering, but never leaving at any time.” “There’s still an open possibility those videos were tampered with.” “What lead you to that possibility?” “I collected the live feed from the staircase that had been recording that night,” Bruce informed. “There was a slight delay in the time around forty after ten.” “The last call made from his residence was at ten O’ five,” Leslie recalled. “That could be something significant, how much have you followed up on that find?” “Beyond exhaustion,” Bruce assured. “Even if the footage was somehow tampered with I have no means of retrieving the original.” “That’s unfortunate.” “Which is why I’ve come here tonight,” Bruce said taking another step toward her. “Is there anything else you can tell me about Mr. Walden, maybe something most wouldn’t normally know about him?” She looked away, finding her sights falling to the right where her desk could be found. She took several seconds to meditate on what was asked. “I’m sorry,” Leslie said facing him once more. “But there’s nothing I can think of at this time.” “It could be anything, even something you wouldn’t consider of importance.” Batman said widening the field. “I don’t know how much this will help, but he casually brought up baseball on a consistent bases,” Leslie informed. “I’m not sure how much that may help.” “Is there anything else you can think of?” Her head dropped once more, thinking deeper on the matter. It didn’t take long for her to face him once more with the shake of her head, ending with the same conclusion. “There’s nothing specific I can think of, sorry.” “Don’t worry about it, I’ll carry on with the investigation none the less.” She turned back for the desk in this instant, side stepping around it before having a seat. Once set she looked across to face him once more. “So what do you plan on doing from here?” Leslie asked. “The only thing that comes to mind.” “Which is?” “Returning to the apartment to have another look.” “I thought that’s what you might say.” Leslie said focusing her attention on the folder that had been placed onto the table. “What’s that you’ve got there?” “A couple files profiles to look over,” Leslie replied before reaching in to pull out what was tucked inside. “An assistant position has opened up for outside networking.” “…” “That’s something we’ve been hoping to get done for a while now, it’s a big decision to make.” “I’m sure you’ll make the right pick.” “I anticipate your next visit, though it would be nice if you’d visit more often, preferably without that forsaken,” Leslie began as she looked up to see he was already gone. “.. mask of yours.” She sat there for the longest of time, feeling there was more she could do to help. But beyond that there was a sense of responsibility, one which had fallen on her years ago. With this feeling brought an emotion of fear… fear of the unknown, moving past that fear was only confronted by a sense of confidence she had in him. “No matter where it may lead, be careful Bruce.” A time had passed since he had taken a front seat to the investigation, a toll clearly taking effect. Everything on the outside was seemingly a blur, only subtle sounds sinking its way through his subconscious. There was ultimately one thing on his mind at that given moment, a sense of the drive, a narrow road of uncertainty that had come as a measure of what could be withstand. But what was to be chased? What would there be to find come the end of the course? Those thoughts ran deep, only becoming more heart wrenching the further sunken by the challenge. But with anger came a sudden calmness… a gravitation from the outside which had found its way past the field of thought. It was only a matter of time before all was awakened. His eyes leveled open with fair visual kicking in within in those first moments. “Napping on the job detective?” He turned at the sound of his voice, looking just as a hand was removed from his right shoulder. “Alfred?” “At your service,” Alfred said in response. “I called for you, and when you didn’t respond I came in here to make sure everything was alright.” “How long was I out?” Shinichi asked. “I don’t have an approximate time for how long, but it is roughly twenty minutes after one.” “That late huh.” “Time seems to fly with these late hours,” Alfred said. “Which is why I was wondering if you’d be interested in some tea?” “That would be nice, thanks.” “It should still be warm.” Alfred assured before heading for the door. After only taking a step he stopped, looking down at him once more. “What is it you’ve been working on?” “Just following up,” Shinichi replied. “You can have a look if you’d like.” He reached across to give the computer mouse a tug, getting rid of the screen saver which had taken form. “What’s this?” “The names of other victims who showed signs of lead poisoning after succumbing to heart attacks,” Shinichi replied. “Only in this case, being a list of those in Japan.” “How many names are there in all?” “One thirty two to be exact,” Shinichi answered. “We’ve only scratched the surface with all things considered.” “Have you been able to determine anything new by gaining further insight?” “No, but we’ll see how long that lasts for,” Shinichi replied. “But if there is anything good to come out of this streak of deaths is consistency, it’s a safe bet there’s a common source at the heart of all of this.” “It’s hard to argue against the point you just made,” Alfred said. “How many of these newly obtained profiles have you read through?” “Not many, as you noticed I had passed out during the duration of it,” Shinichi replied. “Besides that’s not all I had been working on while in here, I also had the chance to look over the camera footage that was set in place at the intersections we discussed earlier.” “That’s what I assumed you were looking over.” “Besides the suspect Agera R that was sited there’s nothing I was able to find that could possibly amount to anything.” “We’ll just have to keep pushing, something will turn up.” “We’ll have to keep looking, I’m certain at least another vehicle was used in the escape.” “Master Wayne seems to feel the same way on the matter.” Alfred said setting his sights for the door. “That’s a belief we all share.” Shinichi said. “Similar minds think alike.” He said nothing further, watching as he walked past the door into the darkness of the room ahead. “He makes a point.” Just as he was to turn back for the computer he felt the vibration of his phone from the top left pocket of his jacket. He pulled it out to see he had a single missed call and an unread text, checking to see exactly who had tried contacting him. “Ran,” Shinichi said looking down at the registered name in both cases. “She must have called when I was out.” Without giving a seconds thought he opened the message which had been received. “Just checking in with you,” The first line of the message read. “Jog in 15, I’ll get back to you soon.” He leaned back in the chair with the close of the phone before placing it back into his jacket. “If I don’t hear back from her in the next day I’ll be sure Conan follows up.” With that last statement he reached into his right pocket to pull out his other phone, heading straight for his contacts with someone in mind. The speed dial was instantly hit after their name came into view. He waited for a response, only hearing the emptiness of the everlasting ring. The only thing that came was that of the answering machine, prompting him to leave a message of his own. “Agasa its Shinichi, when you get this message give me a call,” Shinichi recorded. “We need to talk.” Once done he locked down the phone before lowering it back into place. He then turned his attention back to the computer screen, knowing there was still much to be handled before a conclusion would be reached. The night passed with emptiness in the sky, not a single cloud to be found over the city until the following day which brought a fleet of them. The day had started later for him than usual, but still on time for the meet which was scheduled to be held at noon that day. After what seemed to be a lengthy strand of driving his destination finally came into view. The cab stopped shortly thereafter, pulling up to the curb right outside the police headquarters. “How’s this?” Asked the cab driver. “This will be fine.” He exited after paying for the service, heading straight for the entryway just ahead. “Just after ten forty five,” Heiji thought. “I’ve still got plenty of time before we’re to meet.” He walked in to find it was business as usual, looking toward the front desk on the left side of the room to see an officer booking someone who they had obviously just brought in. He took to the right, having a seat in one of the chairs which could be found in the waiting area. It took only seconds for the clear wait at hand to kick in. He checked his watch once more before easing into the seat. "It would have been in my best interest to have brought something along to do." That was the thought that ran through his mind in those first few moments of waiting. To his luck there was a newspaper lying on the seat next to his. He reached over to grab it, confirming it was today's paper. "This will do." He leaned forward with a rise in interest to what the main headline read on the first page of the paper. "President of Syclons hits the jackpot!" He wasn't sure why his focus had been drawn to the headline; it almost felt as if he had heard the name somewhere before. He went through his thoughts, rehashing where he might have heard the name. “Syclons.. that’s right,” He finally recalled. “That’s the name of one of the companies linked with the Futures building.” There was no stopping there; he turned a few pages in to find the main story for what covered what had been seen on the front. It didn’t take long for him to find the story, starting with the top line where the information began. “Let’s see what we have here.” He read what was in front of him, surprised to read what was printed. “Jefferson Vermon Tyse of Syclons breaks the surface with new creation, a mega deal in the works for over an estimated two billion.” Heiji read before slightly lowering the paper. “This Jefferson guy must be the president of the company who was mentioned on the first page, I wonder what was created that could cause such a big pay day.” Just as he was to dig deeper into the story he heard the sudden sound of someone coming to a stop on the left side of him. “So, it really is you.” He turned at the sound of his voice to see a grin on his face. “Commissioner?” “That’d be me,” James confirmed. “You’re here earlier than expected.” “You seemed surprised.” “That’s a fair assumption.” “So you just happened to be walking through here then?” “Not exactly, I actually saw when you arrived after exiting that cab,” James replied. “I happened to be looking out the window at the time.” “Is that right?” “Since you’re here what do you say we get started?” “Are you sure that’s alight with you,” Heiji questioned. “I’m perfectly fine with waiting until our actual scheduled time.” “There’s not a problem at all,” James assured with a turn for the other side of the room. “Walk with me.” Not wanting to deny him he did as wished of him, placing the paper back to where he found it before following after Gordon. They didn’t stop until reaching the door located in the far right corner, the same door which led to the staircase. “After you.” James said unlocking the door. He accepted, heading in with Gordon finding his way back to his side soon after as the two began on their path up the stairs. “Have you followed up with yesterday’s burglary since the last we spoke?” “A ‘Koenigsegg Agera R’.” “What’s that?” “That’s the type of car that was used in the second phase of the escape,” Heiji replied. “Well, at least one of them.” “Are you sure?” “I have evidence to support what I’ve said, yes,” Heiji assured. “Though I won’t take all of the credit, I had some help this time around.” “I should have expected no less,” James said. “I’m interested to see what you’ve been able to dig up.” They reached the floor of their destination soon after, pushing past the door which lead into the hall of that floor. “We can have that arranged.” “Sounds fine,” James agreed. “But first there’s someone you need to meet.” “Someone you want me to meet?” The pace in which he walked picked up the further they moved. “Yes,” James finally replied after taking a left at the end of the hall. “We had… no, they’ve been waiting for you.” “Come again?” “The officer you’ll be working aside of course.” James replied. “Oh, that’s right,” Heiji remembered upon the two reaching the door to his office. “Are they in there now?” He nodded with confirmation. “Wait.” Heiji said before he had the chance to open the door. “What is it?” James asked facing him again. “His name,” Heiji replied. “What did you say his name was again?” “Detective Norwich,” James replied before placing his hand onto the door knob. “But I never recall saying they were a ‘he’.” One tug was all it took, opening the doorway for yet another chapter that was ready to unfold. To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 126 Taking Steps Back “Alright then,” Heiji said stepping forward. “Where are the exact locations for the intersections that you mentioned?” “We’ll start with the route going south,” Bruce began. “No matter where you go from there you’ll have to pass through Robinson Park.” “And you’re positive of this?” “No doubt,” Bruce replied. “The van was found on the west side of the reservoir, going south from that position will lead directly to the park.” “Where one of the largest intersections in that area is located.” Dick added. “Where would they have ended up in the case that they headed north,” Shinichi asked. “What would be the point of focus?” “In the case of that, they would have had to have passed by the Wayne garden,” Bruce replied. “A site in town which has made for great sightseeing for many spectators.” “With installed security no doubt.” “Yes,” Bruce confirmed. “Not just for the premises, but for the surrounding roads as well.” “That leaves further west of where the van was found,” Heiji said. “I’ve been down that side once when at the City Hall, I don’t recall seeing any major cross intersections down in that area.” “Not as noteworthy as any of the others,” Bruce said. “But that whole area covers the City Hall district, there’s plenty of surveillance outside of what I’ve set up.” “So would I be right in saying there was no surveillance covering the area where the van was discovered?” “Unfortunately,” Bruce answered. “The spot where the van was found was secluded from the usual visiting points around the reservoir.” “I see.” “Regardless, it’s still too early to jump to any conclusions,” Dick said. “It’s still not confirmed there was in fact three additional vehicles involved in a second hand escape.” “Which is why I plan on heading there tonight to have a closer look.” Bruce said. “Wouldn’t it be best if we went now,” Dick questioned. “The way I see it, the sooner the better.” “That makes two of us.” Heiji agreed. “Perhaps so,” Bruce said. “But like I pointed out before the scene is bound to be filled with security… not to mention the curious bystanders, which is why I’ve elected to go tonight instead.” “Leaving only the tapes for us to examine.” Dick said. “Not just that, there’s plenty more that needs to be taken care of.” “How long do you think this search of yours will take?” “There’s no telling,” Bruce replied. “But a good run down should be nothing short of an hour.” “I had planned on waiting around for the results,” Heiji said. “But it seems this may take longer than I was anticipating.” “There’s no need in sticking around if you don’t want to,” Dick said. “If something important comes up he’ll be sure to contact you if something is learned.” “You plan on leaving as well?” “There’s very little we can accomplish waiting for results to come back, there’s something else I’d like to tackle in the meantime.” Dick said. “I just noticed the absence of Tim,” Bruce said. “Is he still around?” “Don’t expect him back anytime soon,” Dick said in response. “He returned home to further examine that computer found at the apartment complex.” “I’ll have to contact him about his findings later.” “Well if there’s nothing further, I’m going to go ahead and step out,” Dick said. “I’d like to get started right away.” “Where do you plan on going?” Heiji asked. “I’m returning to Mount Zomoph,” Dick replied. “I’d like to further examine the park.” “The surface, or the grounds below?” Shinichi asked. “Both,” Dick replied. “It’s the only way we’re truly going to get any answers for what happened the day of the explosion.” “I was thinking of that case this morning, we’ve yet to gain any real ground since then.” “Tim’s been handling it for the most part, I asked him about his progress last night.” “Anything new?” “He said there wasn’t anything of importance to report,” Dick replied. “But even then.. I could tell something was bothering him on the matter.” “Did you ask what?” “Of course, and he assured me everything was ok,” Dick said. “But I could tell something was nagging at him.” “It’s clear,” Bruce said gaining. “He’s simply worried by the fact no move has been made since the latest incident.” “What do you mean?” “Don’t forget the fact that both Shinichi and Tim were caught on tape by the man they were chasing after.” Bruce reminded. “You don’t mean,” Dick said with a pause. “Does he believe this guy is going to make an attempt on his life?” “If you were the bomb man wouldn’t you consider that option,” Bruce asked. “A tracer was planted on the trigger man after all, the fact they were able to discover this before their whereabouts was uncovered speaks volumes.” “He’s right,” Shinichi said. “What we were able to see on the surveillance tape we found in that alley was clear footage of each of us, there’s no mistaking it… they know who we are.” “Not by name, but face,” Bruce stated. “And with that known fact it shouldn’t be too hard for someone who’s familiar with the bigger names and faces of Gotham to recognize Tim.” “It does make sense now that you put it that way.” Dick said “It’s been awhile since their last move,” Bruce said. “First the group of men who were found gunned down in the streets, then the more recent incident at Mount Zomoph.” “Speaking of which, was a background check run on the man who fell victim to the explosion?” Shinichi asked. “The results came back last night,” Dick confirmed. “Though Tim has yet to send them to me, I’ll have to remind him to do so.” “He seems to have a pretty good work load himself.” Heiji stated. “Perhaps, no different than the rest of us,” Shinichi said. “But I think there’s one important thing we can take away from this.” “And what’s that?” Dick asked “About the culprit,” Shinichi clarified. “If the culprit truly was able to place who Tim is and doesn’t plan to make a move that could mean only one of two things.” “Are you suggesting this guy might know him on a personal level?” “A small possibility, but not what I was aiming for,” Shinichi replied. “I was thinking more on the lines of intent, our guy is obviously going off of some set schedule… all people who have been killed by the culprit thus far have been linked in some kind of way, pending what the results will reveal about the man at Mount Zomoph.” “I guess you’d have a better understanding,” Dick said. “After all you’ve run into this guy on more on two occasions if I’m not mistaken.” “Wasn’t a sketch of this guy supposed to be whipped up?” Heiji asked. “Yes,” Shinichi replied. “We just never got around to it.” “Makes you wonder.” Dick remarked. “What?” Heiji asked “What if the two are connected in some way,” Dick said. “… The man at the theme park, the mystery person who showed up at our door step, could it be the same person?” “Are you basing this off of the captured footage that was recorded of Tim and I?” Shinichi asked. “Yes,” Dick replied. “Though it might be pushing it, I defiantly think it’s something to consider.” “I don’t know about that one,” Heiji said. “That leaves too many unanswered questions.” “Which is why I said it’d be a long shot,” Dick said. “I’m fully aware of the details surrounding each situation.” “I too find that theory to be unlikely,” Shinichi said. “Let’s say this man did recognize him, why not go after him directly… the sense of him showing up here wouldn’t fit, not to mention Bruce was the one they wished to see.” “Bruce, what do you think?” Dick asked facing him. “Cementing any conclusion now would be premature,” Bruce replied. “But for now I’d have to agree with what’s been said, the likelihood of the individuals being one in the same seems highly unlikely.” “It’s still something to keep in mind.” “Perhaps so.” Silence took over for those next seconds. He checked the time during the duration of this, facing him after doing so. “We had better get going,” Dick said. “Mount Zomoph opens up in about forty minutes from now.” “I’m ready when you are.” Heiji said. “I’m curious as to what you plan on finding when you return to Mount Zomoph.” Shinichi said. “For one I’d like to double check the surveillance I set up the last trip around,” Dick said. “Down in the depths of where that bomb was found in the wall.” “I didn’t know you had taken the situation to that level,” Shinichi admitted. “What’s the catch, hoping the person who put it there would return?” “Unfortunately the camera’s set in place have yet to record anyone,” Dick confirmed. “I was hoping whoever planted that bomb in the wall would return at some point.” “It’s never that simple with the complex ones.” Heiji remarked. “That just leaves more work for us.” “Try not to stand out while down there,” Bruce warned. “Security has amped up since the incident.” “Thanks for the heads up,” Dick replied. “Not that I’m surprised.” “It’s to be expected.” Heiji said. “We’ve held out long enough, we had better head out,” Dick said. “I’d like to get there before two, that’s usually when you see a spike in attendance.” “And what’s wrong with that,” Heiji questioned. “That could actually be considered an advantage don’t you think?” “It does leave security to keep an eye on a larger crowd,” Dick agreed. “But I’d still like to get in before the rush, which includes the traffic down in that area.” “Where do you plan on going first?” Shinichi asked. “The grounds of Mount Zomoph,” Dick replied. “Once that is taken care of I’ll head down to the sewer.” “Well since there’s two of us I was thinking we could do both.” Heiji said. “What do you mean?” “While I check the surface you can go and revisit the site underground,” Heiji said. “Once you’ve finished up there we can regroup.” “That might not be a bad idea.” “In the case of that there’s one thing I’d like to know,” Heiji said. “The location, what side of the park did the explosion occur?” “South-East,” Shinichi answered. “Which will be to your right after passing the entry point.” “Chances are that area’s still blocked off.” Dick said “In all likelihood,” Heiji agreed. “But it’s not always where the scene unraveled where your focus should be… I have a feeling there is more to what happened than we’re currently aware of.” “And you believe we’ll find answers throughout the park itself?” “Possibly,” Heiji replied. “It sounds as if this guy we’ve been trying to track had this planned for some time now, that would explain the maintenance uniform he was spotted sporting at the time of the crime, if I’m not mistaking.” “That may very well be true but I wouldn’t hold too much hope up in regards to that,” Shinichi said. “If this guy was also responsible for those street shootings his record would showcase a high degree of his cover up.” “He’s right,” Dick agreed. “In each case there hasn’t been much evidence left behind linking anyone specific to the crime.” “Which is why I’ve come to the assumption that this could possibly be a group, or even organization of some kind,” Bruce said. “There’s only a select few I know of who could have pulled off the first spree of killings, based from the form how it was done.” “Any chance it’s any of the individuals you have in mind?” Shinichi asked. “Doubtful,” Bruce replied. “I’ve been keeping tabs not only on them, but on a wide margin of people who have had uninvited business here in Gotham over the years.” “If it’s not someone you’ve accounted for then this person must be someone new altogether.” “It sure is looking that way.” Dick said “We’ll have to worry about further possibilities later,” Heiji said. “The only thing we have to follow is what we have right in front of us, with any luck something will come of a return trip to Mount Zomoph.” “That’s our best bet at this point,” Dick said making a move for the door. “We’ll be back with an update as soon as we can.” “If I’m not here if you do in fact return give all details to Alfred,” Bruce said. “Same goes if you plan on calling.” “Of course.” With that he followed through to the other side, walking out past the door with nothing further said. “Later, Kudo.” Heiji said before following in his footsteps. “You’ll be one of the first to know if anything turns up.” “I’ll be waiting.” He nodded, walking out of the room as well. A period of silence followed in the wake of this. After hearing the close of the front door in the next room he slowly turned back to the desk to see he had begun typing. “What do you think,” Shinichi asked. “Honestly?” “It depends on what you mean by that.” Bruce said in response with his eyes still set to the computer monitor set before him. “The unsub, do you really think it’s someone you’ve encountered before?” “That was the case,” Bruce admitted. “But only at first, now… I’m not so sure.” “Leaving us the task to figure out the who… and why.” “Until we’ve figured out the complexity of your situation I’d like to keep you grounded here, is that alright with you?” “Unraveling things from the side line can be as important as on the field.” “I’ll take that as a yes.” “So let’s say we get a lead on the men who got away with those weapons earlier today,” Shinichi asked. “What then, do you plan on going directly after them?” “Not necessarily,” Bruce replied. “Knowing what they plan on doing with those weapons is the main objective.” “Makes sense.” “And if we’re able to figure that, finding out how many parties are involved would be the next base to cover.” “I think it’s safe to assume that’s the case here,” Shinichi said. “It’s not often you have an incident like the one that occurred today without additional involvement from outside interest.” “That seems to be a common theme.” “The way I see it, getting these guys off of the streets is as important as retrieving the stolen goods,” Shinichi said. “It’s the only way preventing future incidents such as this from occurring again… a seemingly never ending cycle.” He turned at the sound of someone entering from behind, coming to find it was only Alfred. “I hope I’m not interrupting.” “Not at all,” Bruce assured. “We were simply going over the fine details of this morning’s burglary.” “I was just coming to inform you of a call received by Wayne enterprises.” “Are they on the line now?” “No, I told them you’d call back at your earliest convenience.” Alfred replied. “Was it said what they wished to speak with me about.” “Yes, something about a business proposition.” “From whom?” “That is unknown to me, nor did I ask.” He stood up from where he sat, pushing the chair back into place after doing so. “I had better go and give them a call back.” He headed for the door, stopping a few feet shy of reaching it. He turned back, looking his way once more. “We’ll see to that sample when I return.” “I’ll be here.” With that he stepped out with Alfred following from close behind. This left him to stand alone, looking out the window on the left side as one thought came to mind. It had started as a speculation like in most cases, but that common question of interest was now growing… a sense of responsibility and determination, something that only centered in his cautious when challenged on levels beyond the mystery itself. “It feels as if there’s a connection,” Shinichi thought. “We first crossed paths unknowingly on that bus, then by some twisted chance at a theme park that had come to our radar… but nothing stands above the question we’ve all asked, the character of the man behind the cap?” Everything was wide open from the amount of evidence that had been collected, yet.. so empty of the who, or the reason for his actions. It was now clear any answer wasn’t going to come without a self-driven time of investigation, something that could be felt from the beginning. “I’ll find you,” Shinichi promised himself with his eyes falling from the view of the window. “No matter the occupation, brand of apparel, or name you choose to hide behind next… there’ one thing that always proves absolute, truth.. and it will prevail.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 125 Three Routes “… We’re going to set a trap,” Dick questioned. “I don’t think I’d be the first to say I don’t quite understand where you’re coming from.” “I can back that statement.” Tim agreed. “You’ll understand soon enough,” Bruce assured. “That is once we’ve figured out what Kid’s next move will be.” “Could it be,” Dick said catching on. “That you plan to reel him in indirectly?” “Getting him into the line of sight will prove key.” Bruce confirmed. “I tried something similar back in Tokyo with one of the Wayne diamonds.” Tim rehashed. “You never told me about that, how’d that work out?” Dick asked. “To a degree,” Tim replied. “It was a success in the fact I was able to lure him to the museum, but failed when trying to apprehending him.” “He seems to be a really shifty, it adds weight to the flame when he was able to elude two of us,” Dick said. “Though Damian will probably never own up to that statement.” “So you’ve chosen to focus strictly on the G3 Power Emitter,” Heiji said. “Am I right in assuming this will somehow lead us to what Kid is scheming?” “In short,” Bruce replied. “By noting all possible compatible devices with the G3 Power Emitter will also be a point of emphasis.” “Which could very well lead us to where he might target next,” Heiji said catching on. “But even with that fact, we still can’t be sure with the little known facts.” “I agree,” Bruce said. “Because as far as we know he has only obtained one device, being the G3… what is to come next is anyone’s guess.” “He’s clearly after something else as already hinted,” Dick agreed. “But how can we be sure it will be another high priced electronic?” “His recent change in interest should be a hint,” Heiji said in response. “It is also possible he’s working under someone else’s agenda, something Tim brought up to me yesterday night.” “What lead you to that thought?” Dick asked looking his way. “My last encounter with Kid himself,” Tim replied. “And though it may have been months ago I remember our last conversation quite clearly.” “What was said between the two of you?” “It wasn’t what was discussed, but rather the tension that could be felt at the time,” Tim replied. “He was clearly in distress at the time, and it wasn’t just because of those killings that had unfolded.” “Killings?” “Yes,” Tim replied. “There was a series of killings in the Tokyo area, and according to multiple witnesses the perpetrator was none other than Kid himself.” “And what do you think?” “Not his style,” Shinichi answered. “Something we both agreed on immediately following the first claims.” “Did either of you get the chance to hear his side of things directly?” Dick asked. “Of course,” Tim replied. “He even gave me a knife which had been used in one of the incidents.” “Is that right?” “And did you analyze this evidence?” “That was one of the first things I attended to that next day.” “And?” “Nothing but the victims’ blood,” Tim replied. “No prints, no bar code… if I wasn’t mistaken I’d say the blade was custom.” “Do you still have it?” “Of course.” “It’s still unclear what his ultimate goal is,” Heiji said. “Though I think it’s safe to rule out any killing scheme.” He stood up from the chair at that given time. He then took a step around the desk after glimpsing down at the computer screen one final time. “Going somewhere?” Dick asked. “No,” Bruce replied. “There’s just something I need to go and grab, the investigation depends on it.” “For which?” “For what occurred this morning,” Bruce replied before moving past him. “With any luck I might be able to track the ones who stole the weapons.” “And how do you plan on doing that?” Heiji asked. He stopped within that instance, looking his way before delivering one last response. “Through the process of elimination.” With that he made his way for the door, falling out of sight soon after. “Process of elimination,” Heiji said with a brief pause. “I’m not quite sure I know what he meant by that.” “Happens all the time.” Tim said before finally directing his attention to the computer held in hand. He took this time to hold it out in front, looking over the structure, from its shape all the way down to its visible plugins. “It’s rather small for your typical work computer… it also has no slot for inserting disks,” Tim said with the continuation of his examination. “I’d say it’s more of a net book than a laptop.” “Nice catch,” Dick said. “Didn’t really take the time to notice that.” “Not that it really changes the dynamics, but it is something to take note of.” “Net books are generally cheaper than your usual laptop,” Shinichi said. “Maybe that played a part in the decision to use one of those instead.” “No way of really knowing,” Tim said. “The important thing is that we find out what has been saved onto the hard drive.” “When do you plan on doing that?” “First thing when I return home,” Tim replied. “There’s no real reason for holding off on it.” “Sounds like a plan.” Heiji said “I think now would be a good idea to head out,” Tim said. “I think we’ve just about wrapped up all we needed to for now.” “You go on without me,” Heiji said. “I’m going hang it here for awhile longer.” “Any particular reason?” “I want to see what Bruce has involving this morning’s incident,” Heiji replied. “After all, I plan to officially take on the case myself come tomorrow.” “Makes sense.” “Any idea when you’ll be back?” Dick questioned. “If not this evening, than tomorrow some time,” Tim replied. “The sooner I get around to examining this computer the better.” “Need a ride?” “Not today” Tim replied. “Brought my bike this time around.” “Didn’t see it out there.” “Parked it over on the other side,” Tim informed. “What about you, any plans on sticking around?” “For now,” Dick replied. “There’s one last thing I’d like to go over before I go.” He gripped the two computers at his side, raising them above his hip as he turned for the door on the other side. “How long do you think it will take for you to complete the check?” Shinichi asked. “It will depend on how deep the security runs,” Tim replied looking his way. “But it should take no longer than a couple hours at most.” “Good luck.” “Let’s hope that runs deep,” Tim said before turning back for the door. “When Bruce returns let him know I’ll get back to him as soon as I’ve got an update.” “Will do.” Dick said. He left the room in that instance, leaving the door open on his way out. “Think the findings on that computer will amount to anything?” Heiji asked. “It’s hard to tell, even if there is something to find it shouldn’t be a set lead,” Shinichi said. “Given the situation with the individual we’re dealing with, this could be just another extension of their current scheme.” “I’m inclined to agree,” Dick said. “But there’s one other thing I wanted to go over.” “What is it?” “It’s about that man that you met in Metropolis,” Dick said. “While in the library.” “Tasol?” “Yes.” “Tasol,” Heiji questioned. “Who is that?” “Someone I met while on my journey.” Shinichi replied. “What’s so important about this guy that you brought him up?” Heiji asked looking his way. “I have my suspicions,” Dick replied. “For one he claimed he was a detective, according to Shinichi.” “Is that true?” Heiji asked turning to face him. “That’s what he said.” Shinichi confirmed. “And did you believe him?” “I was defiantly weary given the circumstances of what lead me to Metropolis in the first place,” Shinichi replied. “The possibility of him being involved somehow was something that certainly came to mind.” “How were you approached by this Tasol guy anyway?” “Nothing out of the ordinary,” Shinichi said. “He just happened to take a seat at the table I was occupying at the time.” “What did the two of you discuss?” “It started off as an introduction of interests,” Shinichi began. “That’s when I learned small details about him, particularly that he’s a traveling detective of sorts.” “Was there anything else,” Dick asked. “Anything worth noting?” “Now that you mention it, there was something else,” Shinichi said. “The name he claims he travels under, Polo.” “Polo… that’s not one you hear too often,” Heiji said. “Did he go into detail on which department he’s currently working for?” “No, and I didn’t ask.” “Like I told Shinichi, our best option would be to run a search on the name which was given,” Dick said. “Tasol.” “Ever heard of him?” Heiji asked. “Can’t say that I have,” Dick replied. “If what he said is true it’s most likely that his base of operations is in Metropolis.” “We can’t be too sure of that.” Shinichi said. “What makes you say that?” “Let’s not forget the fact that he’s a traveler,” Shinichi reminded. “So if we plan on determining his whereabouts it might be a good idea to keep the search broad.” “It might be true he’s a detective, but how sure can we be of this claim?” Heiji questioned. “It’s not often you come across someone with a portfolio filled with missing persons reports,” Shinichi informed. “Though not a stellar confirmation, but that does put some truth to it.” “That’s more convincing.” “And I doubt there’s many people with the name Tasol,” Dick said. “Which should make gathering information on this guy.” “So you were joined by this man while at the library,” Heiji said. “Was it the fact that he claimed to be a detective which drew you to become suspicious?” “Yes,” Shinichi replied. “His arrival was too convenient.” “For all we know he could have been the same guy in disguise who lead you to Metropolis in the first place.” Dick said. “That was my first thought,” Shinichi said. “If that is true then there’s a chance we could be dealing with at least one other individual.” “What makes you say that?” “It was a call Tasol received,” Shinichi replied. “One which resulted in his departure from the library.” “Any idea who might have called?” Heiji asked. “Don’t have a name, but I do know it was someone he wished to meet with… and soon,” Shinichi replied. “He left in a hurry not too long after receiving the call.” “Can’t say I’m surprised,” Heiji said. “If someone is conspiring I doubt it’d be just one guy.” “We’ll look into that possibility soon enough,” Dick said. “Of course after we find out if this detective Tasol is in fact his true name.” “Don’t you think it would be a good idea if we checked into that now?” “Not until we’re completely done here,” Dick replied. “Once we’ve analyzed the situation with the stolen weapons we’ll shift our focus elsewhere.” “After all this is only a hunch at this given time.” Shinichi agreed. “We’ll discuss things further once Bruce returns,” Dick said. “In the mean time we’ll wait.” “I do have one last thing I wanted to bring up.” Heiji spoke. “What is it?” “Why a computer for the set up,” Heiji questioned. “If this guy wanted to leave information for us to find why not leave it on a USB device instead?” “There’s very few reasons I can think of.” “Besides the computer working as a signal to lead you to that apartment I don’t see any relevance to the choice,” Heiji said. “And with that known fact I’m almost certain there was a reason for why that location was chosen.” “A good question,” Dick said. “One which would be best answered sooner rather than later.” “We can discuss this all we want, but the fact of the matter is we truly won’t have a clear understanding until that hard drive is investigated.” Shinichi said. “That should hopefully get some concerns answered.” “Let’s look at the possibility that it doesn’t,” Heiji said. “What then?” “For starters we’d have to return to that apartment complex,” Dick replied. “And not just that, but revisiting the exact computer which was used by this person at that public library.” “Regardless of what is or isn’t revealed on the hard drive, I think returning to Metropolis should be a priority.” Shinichi said. “No disagreement there.” “The only thing we can really do at this point is wait for the results to come back on that computer.” “That seems to be the stance as of now.” Dick said. “Time will tell.” “We’ll wait to hear what Bruce has to share, and then we’ll see where things go from there.” It was at that moment that the true wait began. After a time of thinking and plotting throughout the beginning of the day, a success to a degree had finally been met. Regardless of this there was something lingering, something that had planted its seed into his cautious weeks prior. It was now roughly thirty minutes after noon, dropping the phone back onto the hook after completing his last call and hopefully his final of the day. The grin that could be found sitting in place was not one to be missed, taking little time for him to notice. “I take it you’ve made progress with your plan?” “Yes,” Kaito said pleased to confirm. “An interview time and place has been agreed on.” “For what?” “Shellont Circuit,” Kaito replied. “For a management position.” “Where?” “Located six miles from here.” “Why choose one located six miles from here,” Konosuke questioned. “When there’s one located less than three miles from our current position?” “There’s a reason for the decision.” “I take it this ties into your plan for retrieving the Equalizer?” “Well of course,” Kaito said in response. “It’s the first step needed for what will be done to gain access.” “To what?” “Mr. Lain’s home.” “I thought our plan was going to be to break in using our usual measures.” “Why go that extra mile when we can be invited?” “Invited… now I’m intrigued.” “I’ll explain more in time,” Kaito said heading toward the closet. “But right now I have to get ready for my first appearance.” “The interview is for today?” “That’s what was agreed, yes.” He followed through to the other side, not stopping until reaching the closet a short distance away. “What do you plan to wear?” “Something presentable,” Kaito replied. “Not to extensive nor too contingent.” He reached into the closet, pulling out a shirt and slacks of his choice. “Henley and Flat front trousers, should work just fine.” “Love the choice,” Konosuke said. “But there is one last thing I needed to ask.” “What is it?” Kaito asked facing him. “Your choice,” Konosuke replied. “The restaurant you’ve chosen to apply at, is it the same one that Mr. Lain is currently overlooking?” “That’s a really good question, and no,” Kaito answered. “It is not the same.” “I was getting that impression,” Konosuke said not surprised to hear. “I know you have something planned but at least answer me this, what’s your estimation for how long it will take until we gain clearance into his home?” He stood there for a period of time, his eyes wondering in the process of this. “Five days… no more than nine,” Kaito said in response. “Pending what happens with my set up I plan to bring to the table.” “Is there anything you’ll need me to do?” “Soon, but not as of yet.” He then turned for the bed closets to the door, laying out the clothes taken from the closet as if to examine the combination further. “This will defiantly do.” “At what time should I expect your return?” “The meetings at four, so not too much longer after seven I’d suppose,” Kaito replied. “Pending any additional details they might want to go over besides my resume, after all I’m going in for a management position.” “I might not be around when you return.” “Why’s that?” “I have an errand that I need to run around that time.” “Anything serious?” “No, just looking to stack up on certain supplements.” “Supplements?” “Something that should prove to be more than useful.” “I’ll take your word for that.” After straightening up the clothes along the bed he then turned for the bathroom located near the door to the room. “I’m going to go ahead and take a shower,” Kaito said. “Will you still be here when I get out?” “I don’t plan on taking off until after five,” Konosuke said in response. “So you can rest assured that I will be.” “Very well.” With that he headed straight for the bathroom, closing the door after stepping in. He immediately stepped up to the mirror, staring at his reflection for a time to come. It was as if he was waiting for an answer for a question which seemed to hold no true direction. “How did it come to this?” After a short period of waiting he had finally returned, holding a folder and computer in his left hand. The three looked on as he took a seat back at the desk. “That didn’t take long.” Dick said being the first to speak. “What’s that you have with you, the file?” Heiji specified. “Coridinance,” Bruce replied. “The exact coridinance for where the stolen vehicle was found.” “Stolen vehicle,” Heiji questioned. “I thought we were dealing with only a batch of stolen weapons, but I guess this should come as no surprise.” “Do we know who the van belonged to prior to this incident?” Dick asked, “Not yet.” “Besides an obvious speculation, what lead to a confirmation that the vehicle was stolen?” “The license plate found attached to the vehicle didn’t match with the van when a further check was run,” Bruce replied. “Which brings us to where we are now.” Once settled in he opened the file which had been set out atop the desk. “I understand the cordinance, but what’s with the computer,” Heiji asked. “Can’t you use the other computer that’s already sitting here to plug in the cordinance needed?” “That may be so,” Bruce said. “But that wouldn’t allow for me to view recorded feed of all the major intersections in the city.” “What’s that?” “I have a number of surveillance camera’s set up around the city,” Bruce replied. “This is one of three computers that have been set out to feed back visuals to me on a daily basis.” “Where exactly do you have these tapes?” Shinichi asked. “A number of places, all public of course,” Dick replied. “I’ve a number of set ups myself.” “So how does this tie into the stolen vehicles,” Heiji asked. “Do you think there’s a chance you might have gotten them on tape?” “That’s what I’m hoping for, yes,” Bruce replied. “The abandoned van was found near the Gotham reservoir.” “Which is close to the center of the city.” Dick commented. “From what we’ve been able to gather, after the van was ditched, the burglars distributed the stolen goods into three more vehicles before taking off once again,” Bruce continued. “And as we agreed upon earlier I think it’s a safe bet they all traveled in separate directions.” “My stance has yet to change.” Heiji agreed. “Here’s the thing,” Bruce said. “No matter what direction they chose to take, there’s a major cross intersection in all directions heading from the Gotham reservoir.” “That means?” “Yes,” Dick said pleased to confirm. “We should have them on tape.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 124 A Move of Action It was subtle, yet he could still hear the sound of it. He slightly tilted his head to the window side, listening to which direction it was traveling. It had been a quiet ride most of the trip through. “You see something out there?” He turned to face him after hearing his voice. "What's that?" "Just wondering if something caught your attention," Dick said in response. “You haven’t spoken in over twenty minutes.” "Nothing," Shinichi said. "I was only listening." "For what?" "Nothing in particular,” Shinichi replied. “Just something I could hear coming from the distance.” “Happens all the time.” He then refocused his sights back to the road just in time to see the manor falling into view. "That didn't take long." "Not at all." He finally sat up from where he leaned, straightening himself in the seat. "Any idea if anyone is there?" "I did leave a message, so someone should be." He then turned his attention to the bag set out next to his seat. "Do you think this will work," Shinichi asked. "What if the computer we uncovered is rigged and corrupts the other we plan on extracting the data to?" "A possibility,” Dick noted. “Which is why we’ll need to be careful with how the transfer is handled after everything is set up.” “Still unlikely,” Shinichi said. “If I’m not mistaking I’d say this guy wanted us to find the computer, everything that has happened to this point would seem to indicate this.” “I’m inclined to agree,” Dick said. “The only thing now left to figure is how things fall into place in the grand scheme of things.” “Determining that won’t be easy, especially since we don’t have any clue as to what his intent is.” “Something I’m sure we’re to learn soon enough.” “Let’s hope.” Silence came between the two in the moments that passed, both with the same thing on their mind, the computer. Neither was sure what they would come to find, only becoming more and more anxious the longer this thought lingered on. They arrived at the front gate of the manor shortly after, taking only moments for it to slide off to the side upon their arrival. “Good, they know we’re here.” He wasted no time, immediately passing by. The gate closed soon after, taking little time for him to find a spot at the side of the house. “Here we are.” “Want me to carry something?” “Don’t bother,” Dick said in response. “I’ll take care of the accessories.” “Your call.” With that the two exited the car, locking the doors in the process. They headed straight for the stairs, watching as the front door slid open about halfway up. “We’ve been expecting you.” “Alfred,” Dick said pleased to see him. “Who’s all here besides you?” “Timothy along with Heiji came in not too long ago,” Alfred replied. “They’re all currently in the study.” “We’ll go ahead and join them.” “Good,” Alfred said stepping aside. “They’re waiting.” The two walked in past him, listening to the close of the door moments after. “I take it your journey to Metropolis amounted to something, more than just that computer I was told of?” “Let’s hope that is the case,” Dick said in response. “We won’t truly know until we give the computer a thurl examination.” “I see.” “The only thing we really have to worry about at this point is any kind of planted virus within the computer itself.” “Did you check for any potential explosive?” Alfred asked. “That was our first concerns,” Dick said. “But was quickly ruled out upon our first search, though it’s not completely clear.” “What makes you say that?” “Since getting ahold of the computer we have yet to actually open it.” “In short there could be something inside that could be triggered off if opened.” Shinichi finished. “And Master Bruce, have you told him of this?” “I gave him a vague description, nothing too in depth,” Dick said in response. “I told him I’d give him the full run down once we arrived.” “Then I had better let you head in,” Alfred said. “If you need me for anything you know where to find me.” “Of course.” With that the two headed for the door. They only took a couple steps before coming to a stop at the sound of his voice. “Oh, and one last thing,” Alfred said looking his way. “You received a call, a call from the Mouri residents.” “I guess that should come as no surprise, I haven’t checked in for the past couple days,” Shinichi said not in the least bit surprised. “Was a message left?” "Nothing in particular,” Alfred replied. “Just that you call back at your earliest convenience." "I’ll be sure to do that," Shinichi said. "What about the test results?" "Pardon?" "The scan ran on the blood that was extracted from me." Shinichi clarified. "Oh yes, the results are complete," Alfred said in response. "I'll leave it to Master Wayne to go over that with you." "Come on," Dick said with the turn of his head. "I think we've kept them waiting long enough." He followed in agreement, both heading straight for the door where the study was. With the given circumstances he chose not to knock, simply walking in to find the others standing on the other side of the room. "Well look who finally showed." Heiji said being the first to speak. “Looks like most everyone is here,” Dick said. “Except for Damian that is.” “He left a little bit ago,” Tim informed. “He should still be down stairs.” “What’s he doing down there?” “Hanging around in the armory,” Tim replied. “I can only assume he’s working on improving his craft with some of the weaponry.” “No doubt, I’ll have to go down and see him before I leave,” Dick said. “Anyway, I have something for you.” He removed the bag which had been strapped across his shoulder, pulling the zipper off to the side which revealed what was lying inside. “This must be the computer I was told the two of you uncovered.” “This would be the one.” Dick confirmed. He then reached into the bag once again to pull out yet another computer. “What’s this,” Tim said surprised by this. “I thought it was only the one you found.” “It was,” Dick said. “This will only serve as the guinea pig.” “Guinea pig?” “Yes,” Dick replied. “As a security procedure we will link this computer with the one found to transfer the data.” “For what reason?” “We have yet to view the contents or even turn on the computer for that matter,” Shinichi said in response. “The possibility of the computer being rigged in some way is still a possibility.” “Something we’ve both agreed on,” Dick said. “Being the fact we’ve yet to really examine it thoroughly.” “In the message you left you said that computer was found in a secluded area,” Bruce spoke dragging attention his way. “What exactly lead you to where it was discovered?” “It was the wireless signal we picked up from a computer at the library.” “From the computer that was previously used by the man who had been in disguise.” Shinichi added.” “I don’t quite understand the dynamics,” Tim said. “Do you think you could go into more detail on what lead you to this signal?” “Well of course,” Shinichi said. “It starts and ends with those documents that were given to me after reaching Metropolis, after all that was the reason for the trip in the first place.” “As I was told.” “It wasn’t until we arrived at that library that the documents surrounding the victims who suffered the heart attacks were given to me.” “And where were the documents being held?” Bruce asked. “On a hard drive he claimed was at his home,” Shinichi replied. “By using one of the computers in the library he was able to access the file which had all the information which was then sent here for you to examine.” “And with that known fact you traced that same signal back to where it originated?” “Yes,” Dick confirmed. “Not until the following day of course.” “But that wasn’t it,” Shinichi said. “There’s more to it than that.” "What do you mean?" Tim asked. "It's when he pulled up those records," Shinichi said. "There was a certain computer he chose.” "Did it really matter which one he used?" "That's what you would have thought," Shinichi said. "But he made it clear that the only computer that could be used to access the records was the last computer located on the left side of the room." "How many computers were there in all?" Bruce asked. "Six." "Did this man specify why that particular computer needed to be used?" "According to him it was somehow linked to his own." "Which turned out to be the one we found," Dick said. "Something they had probably planned from the beginning.” "That answers one thing, but where exactly did you find it," Tim asked. "That might be important to know, pending there being a further meaning to the choice of location.” "We discovered it at an apartment complex." Shinichi answered. “That was unexpected.” "From what I was able to gather at the scene it was clear that no one had been living in that apartment.” “You guys went inside?” “No,” Shinichi replied. “It was found outside a couple feet away from the front door, hidden beneath a box.” "Interesting,” Tim said with a pause. “Don’t know what you really can take away from that.” ""It's one thing for us to uncover what's on this computer," Dick said. "But most importantly, we need to find out who this mystery person is, and their intent." "Agreed." "One thing is clear," Dick continued. "And that’s the fact this individual knows us in some kind of way.” "Based from your trip would you say you have a good feel for who this person might be?” Tim questioned. "Not as of now," Dick replied. "He went completely dark after the first day spent with Shinichi here." ".. He is not a given," Bruce stated. "The person in question could very well be a woman, some of the best disguisers I've come across have been." "You're right; it’s too early to jump to any conclusion." "Can't argue that." Tim agreed. “What about possibilities,” Heiji questioned. “I know there is little to go off of, but any ideas?” “The list is limited,” Bruce said in response. “But to find out whom, is to first figure what their intent is.” “Something I haven’t been able to figure up to this point.” Dick admitted. “Not even myself.” Shinichi said. “It’s only a matter of time before that mystery person makes another move,” Dick said. “I’m almost sure of it.” “Not to side track, but I was told the results came in,” Shinichi said looking his way. “From the blood sample you took the other day.” “Yes,” Bruce confirmed. “The test has been completed.” “And?” “I’m going to be honest with you,” Bruce said standing up from the chair. “What I found isn’t concrete.” “What do you mean?” “Your condition, how should I put it… is erratic.” “Erratic,” Shinichi questioned. “I don’t understand.” "In other words, the data as of now is inclusive to what could happen.” "And what exactly could happen?" "To be straight forward, it doesn't look good." "How severe are we talking?" Heiji asked. "I can't answer that right now," Bruce replied. "Like I said before, his condition falls under the category of erratic." "Could you elaborate further on that?" Shinichi asked. "Yes, of course,” Bruce replied. “For starters it's clear there's been a slight change in the density of your blood in comparison to normal standards.” “On what level?” “Nothing too major, at least not yet.” "I’m assuming that’s only touching the surface," Shinichi said. "What else is there to know?" "Another noticeable change I was able to pick up was a difference in your metabolism level," Bruce continued. "It was lower than it should be.” "Am I right and saying that’s not all?” "Yes," Bruce replied. "What concerns me most is the poison, it has only spread further since your transformation." "How radically?" "By an estimation of at least .025 percent," Bruce replied. "That may not sound like much, but if that is to continue the results could be threatening.” "What is the poison doing exactly?" "I'm going to need to run a deeper examination of you to figure that out," Bruce replied. "But one thing is for sure, the poison in question has not only been latching onto your blood cells but an unknown substance in your body." "Unknown substance?" "I can only assume this to be the APTX drug you spoke of." "So this poison that entered my body is now intertwined in with the drug that is causing some kind of chain reaction?" “That is correct.” "If this does continue to escalate, are you at least aware of what symptoms that I could expect to feel?” "Not completely," Bruce replied. "But I do know if things do continue to head this way you could be looking to suffer a noticeable rise in body temperature, I wouldn't even rule out sharp pains in your chest.” "From your brief run down a heart attack wouldn't be too farfetched either." "I figured you'd be able to diagnose that." "We obviously know what the problem is," Heiji said. "So how do we stop it?" "That has yet to be determined," Bruce replied. "The sooner I learn about the connection between the APTX and the poison that have linked the sooner I'll be able to whip up a cure, or antibiotics to at least strain the process." “You mentioned running further tests,” Shinichi said. “Does that mean getting further blood samples?” “That’s only one step,” Bruce replied. “I’d like to take it a little further if you don’t mind, getting an answer how to reverse the affects may depend on it.” “I have no problem with that.” “Then it’s settled.” “When would you like to begin testing?” “No later than tomorrow morning,” Bruce replied. “We would have begun today, but I have some other things I have to attend to before nightfall.” “I understand.” “Though we’re going to hold off on the examination, I’d still like to get another sample of your blood,” Bruce said. “That way we’ll have an updated version.” “Of course.” “I don’t quite get it.” Heiji said. “What is it you don’t get?” Shinichi asked turning to face him. “It’s one thing that this individual didn’t bring the files along with them, but why lead you to Metropolis,” Heiji began. “Why the disguise… if they wanted us to investigate the situation why not just give us the records?” “I asked him that very question when we first met,” Shinichi recalled. “They said it had something to do with security, which was obviously a cover up.” “Which leaves that as the question of the hour.” Dick stated “And I doubt the contents of the computer uncovered will lead us any closer to finding this person,” Shinichi said. “They’ve been pretty careful up until this point.” “If there’s another thing we can take away from this, its patience,” Dick said. “This was obviously something this person has been planning for a time now.” “Their timing and execution has been key to their success up till this point.” “If we’re unable to learn anything from the computer, we’ll just have to focus in on what we know.” Tim said. “For now that’s our only option.” Dick agreed. “Since we’re all here I think now would be a good time to discuss another important matter.” “Which is?” “The events that unfolded at the Futures Building,” Heiji replied. “Since then we’ve yet to gain any ground on Kaitou Kid’s whereabouts, or what he plans to do next for that matter.” “I’ve been keeping up with that.” Bruce assured. “Any luck?” “No, but the point has been focusing strictly on the G3 Power Emitter.” “How does that help in our search for Kid?” “The direct approach isn’t always the fastest way to your target,” Bruce said in response. “By limiting my focus to the G3 Emitter I’ve learned much more about it, specifically about its flexible nature.” “What do you mean?” “The G3 can serve as more than a power source,” Bruce informed before having a seat once again. “It can also be used as a discharger.” “Is that right?” “That just adds another possibility of why it might have been taken.” Dick said. “That opens up several more possible scenarios,” Heiji commented. “There’s just one thing, we don’t know what Kid hopes to achieve.” “First the diamonds, and now this,” Tim said. “Perhaps if we find a connection between the two we’ll have a better idea.” “Maybe then we’ll know if he truly is caught up in something.” Shinichi said. “What do you mean,” Dick questioned. “Are you saying this isn’t a set agenda of his own?” “I think that’s been clear for some time now,” Shinichi said in response. “As someone who has dealt with him on several occasions it’s clear tendencies have subtly changed.” “How so?” “He’s usually more forthcoming with the public on what he plans to do,” Shinichi added. “And let’s not shy away from his latest interest, stemming away from high priced jewelry as usually seen to a unique electronic device, two very different fields.” “Maybe so,” Bruce said. “But at the end of the day they both amount to one common thing… money.” Things became quiet in the wake of this. During this time he took one last look at the computer screen he made a move to sit up from the chair. “Going somewhere?” Dick questioned. “No, but it’s time we had this discussion,” Bruce replied. “About what’s going to happen moving forward.” “What do you mean?” “A trap,” Bruce replied. “One which we’re going to set.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 123 A Set Plan He scanned his eyes over the results that could be seen, leaning back in the chair as he spoke out. “Drellesters and Daily Mech’s,” Bruce read. “This is the common ground between the victims.” “We’ll start with the first,” Heiji said. “What is Drellesters?” “A food market,” Tim replied. “There are six in all located here in Gotham.” “What about Daily Mech’s?” “I’m not too sure about that one,” Tim replied. “I’ve only heard mention of it once about a year ago.” “Equipment,” Bruce stated. “Equipment for exercising purposes.” “You mean like the same kind of equipment you’d find in a gym?” Heiji asked. “Yes,” Bruce confirmed. “There was an ad in the paper about their services about a month back that I came across.” “So we have a grocery store and a company who sells equipment for strengthening,” Heiji said. “If there is an area to investigate I think we’d all agree the grocery store is the likelier suspect.” “It would seem to be that way,” Tim agreed. “With the recorded amount of heart attacks the grocery store would appear to be what we should be focusing on.” “If that is so, then what,” Heiji questioned. “Is there something being distributed from their company that is causing this uproar?” “Before getting into any analogies we’ll first need to see how viable any of these sources might be,” Bruce said. “Let’s not forget how large the scale runs in this case.” “He’s right,” Tim said. “This isn’t just a situation in this area.” “What do you plan to do next?” Heiji asked looking his way. “The first step will be to find all links between each of these companies,” Bruce replied. “This will give us a better idea of how widespread each are in comparison to where the heart attacks have been reported.” “Simplest way to approach this.” Tim commented. “I would agree,” Bruce said. “And if you don’t mind this is something I’d like for you to handle.” “And here I thought you’d want to look into that yourself.” “My focus will strictly be on the cause,” Bruce said in response. “That’s still our biggest concern at this point.” “So according to the scan all those in the report visited Drellesters and purchased merchandise from Daily Mach’s correct?” Heiji asked. “Not all,” Bruce replied. “Only eighty six percent.” “And what of Daily Mech’s?” “Just over sixty seven percent.” “Definitely a difference in the percentage between the two,” Heiji said. “If there truly is something to find Drellesters seems to be the more likely location.” “I can understand the grocery store, but why Daily Mech’s,” Tim questioned. “Surely interest for gym equipment can’t be that high.” “That’s not the only thing Daily Mech’s is known for.” Bruce stated. “It isn’t?” “No,” Bruce replied. “Though that is what they’ve profited most off of.” “What else is it that they have to offer?” “Besides shopping off equipment, they have twenty eight gyms that they have built,” Bruce informed. “Gym’s which tend to draw large crowds, their services have been well noted.” “That answers some questions,” Heiji said. “How many of those twenty eight are located in Gotham?” “Only one,” Bruce replied. “I couldn’t tell you where the others are located off the top of my head.” “That should take little time for me to find out once I launch a search.” Tim said. “So Daily Mech’s has gyms that they’ve set up, anything else we should know?” “Nothing more than that they’re directly linked with Unbey Hospital’s,” Bruce replied. “This came into play at the end of last year.” “I wonder if there is any relevance to that.” “Something that will need to be investigated.” “I’ll keep that in mind.” Tim said in response. “Let’s keep an open book,” Bruce said. “We may have found two locations linking several of the victims, but that doesn’t mean we’ve found the true source of what is causing this spree of heart attacks.” “He’s right,” Tim agreed. “The data we’ve gathered thus far is only a small margin of what’s been recorded.” “How long do you think it’ll take to gather all information that has been recorded up until this point?” Heiji asked. “Days, weeks even,” Tim replied. “Months wouldn’t be out of the question either, depending on outside circumstances.” “Hopefully that’s not the case.” “There’s no real way of knowing until we begin the process.” “But most importantly,” Bruce said resting his hands upon the desk. “If someone is truly behind this, we must find out the who and why.” In that moment the sound of something from the other side of the wall could be heard. It was clear someone was heading their way. “Anyone want to take a guess at who that could be?” Tim remarked already having a good idea of who would come through the door. The three looked on as the door fell open in the coming moments, watching as he made his way into their direction with something held down at his side. “Is it that time of day already?” Damain said immediately sighting him upon entering. “Good to see you too.” Tim said in response to this. He ignored his comment heading straight past him where he resulted to laying what had been at his side onto the desk. “There,” Damian said. “I organized all the information as asked, it’s all there.” “I appreciate you putting in the time to do that.” Bruce said in response. “Is there anything else you have for me to do, preferably something less technical,” Damian asked. “If not I’m going to head down to the armory.” “No, there’s nothing I have for you at this time,” Bruce replied. “But if something does come up I’ll be sure to let you know.” “T.T.” With that he turned back for the door, leaving the room in that instance. None of them spoke in the immediate time after. The first thing he did was reach across to grab hold of the computer that had been laid onto the desk, bringing it next to the one already set in place. “So what happens now?” Heiji asked. “I transfer all data from this computer into mine,” Bruce replied. “Once that is done I’ll add all information to the database.” “Then you’ll run another scan?” “Yes.” “Will it take as long as the other to complete?” “Not quite,” Bruce replied. “All other information is already registered into the bases memory, this additional scan will only add the new data.” “Cross referencing with what’s already there, sounds simple enough.” “What about the imagery you got from the broadcast,” Tim asked. “Do you think those tire marks will amount to anything?” “I was just getting ready to look into the progress of that.” With nothing else to be said he reached back for the computer mouse, selecting the window that was set off to the side. “Hmm.” “What is it?” Heiji asked. “The marks, the image of them isn’t clear enough,” Bruce replied. “I’ll have to head to the scene myself to get a more decisive shot.” “You sure you don’t want me to go?” “Thanks, but I’d rather do it myself.” “No problem in that.” “So what now?” Tim asked. “We wait.” “For what?” “The others will arrive soon,” Bruce said in response. “I want the two of you to stay here until then.” “Are you certain they’re on their way now?” Heiji asked. “I was told they would be making a quick stop before coming here,” Bruce replied. “Which means we won’t have long to wait.” “What for?” “I didn’t speak with him directly,” Bruce replied. “But you’re free to contact him yourself if you’d like.” He looked down at his watch to check the time, quickly deciding against this. “It’s no big deal, I’ll give it another thirty,” Heiji said finding a spot against the wall. “Besides, they’re probably out doing something important.” From there, the wait began. Silence had filled the room for a time now, something that was welcomed. Only the occasional sound of something from outside the window causing him to shift his attention elsewhere. After a time of searching he had finally found what he had been searching for, leaning back in the seat with a pleased grin falling into place. “Finally, we have exactly what we needed.” He stood up from where he sat, pushing the chair in after doing so. He took a look around the dimmed room, stepping away from the desk. He found his way to the bedside, facing down to find what he had seeked. Just as he reached for the TV remote a sound could be heard from clear across the room. “What was that?” He kept his position, simply listening to what he had heard. The sound only continued to get louder, taking little time for him to realize where it was coming from. “It’s coming from the hall.” With this known fact he made his way toward the door. Before he had the chance to reach it he could see the sudden turn of the knob, followed by the entrance of his friend and comrade. “I had an idea it might be you.” Kaito said walking over to greet him. “What’s with the lack of light,” Konosuke asked after closing the door. “Were you napping?” “No, I used the downtime to get some things situated.” “I’d love to hear about it.” “Good, because that’s what I wanted to discuss.” It was at that given moment that he took notice of the plastic bag in his right hand. "What's that you have there?" "An extension cord and a bottle of alcohol." "Alcohol?" "It's not for what you may think," Konosuke said in response to this. "But enough about that, what was it you were working on in my absence?" "Finding out the address of our friend." "Mr. Lain?" "Yes," Kaito replied. "I have his address, or rather addresses." "You mean to say he has more than one registered home?" "Yes." "That adds to the dynamics." "You could say that again." “How many in all?” “Three.” “Any of them located near here?” “I wouldn’t say close, but most certainly here in the city,” Kaito replied. “Well at least for two of the locations.” “What about the third?” “In Miami.” “I thought for sure it’d be closer than that,” Konosuke said. “Being that he has two separate homes here in Gotham.” “You would think.” “Do we know where he is now?” “I’m uncertain of that at this given time.” “Why not call the restaurant he’s linked with,” Konosuke suggested. “They might be able to answer that for you.” “Negative,” Kaito declined. “That could lead to him becoming aware.” “Aware of what?” “Of the fact that someone might be tailing him.” “Highly doubtful.” “What makes you believe that?” “I don’t see why he’d be concerned about someone asking about his whereabouts, especially given his current position,” Konosuke replied. “I’m sure many other customers visiting one of the restaurants has asked about him.” “Maybe, but I’d rather not take the risk,” Kaito said. “We might only get one shot at this, I don’t plan on messing this up.” “You seem more careful than usual in this case, why is that?” “It’s all based from what I was able to find,” Kaito replied. “Not only did I find out where his houses were located, but pulled up additional records for each.” “And?” “Security,” Kaito instantly replied. “Increased security.” “How severe?” “Scanners,” Kaito replied. “Scanners that can detect when someone has entered his home, and that’s just touching the surface.” “Let’s hear it.” “There are scanners throughout the premises as well,” Kaito said with a grin falling into place. “Well at least in one case.” “And which location might that be?” “Here in Gotham,” Kaito replied. “His house located on the eastern side.” “I see,” Konosuke said. “And is it safe to assume this is where you think the Equalizer is being held?” “The increased security seems to be pointing in that direction, but that isn’t enough to know for sure.” “I think it’d be best if we looked into that location first,” Konosuke said. “Chances are that’s where he’s keeping it.” “Though we may not be entirely sure, we can rule out one possibility,” Kaito said. “His property located in Miami.” “How can you be certain of this?” “For the fact he hasn’t left Gotham in over a month,” Kaito informed. “With that known fact it can only mean it is being kept here in Gotham.” “Unless of course it has already switched hands,” Konosuke said. “If that were the case there would be no telling where it could be.” “A possibility to be considered,” Kaito agreed. “Which is why focusing our full efforts on finding it is so important.” “Agreed,” Konosuke said. “So are we in agreement on where we’ll search first?” “Yes,” Kaito replied. “We’ll go for his home with the most security.” “That seems to always be the case.” “And also the way I like it,” Kaito added before finding his way back to the computer. “Now, what do you say we begin preparation?” “I’m all for it,” Konosuke replied heading to the far side of the room. “But first, what do you say we get some light in here?” “Be my guest.” With that said he made his way over to the other side, placing the bag on the second bed across before continuing toward the curtain. “There’s something else I wanted to ask.” Konosuke said upon reaching his destination. “What is it?” “How much longer will we be staying here,” Konosuke asked. “I’d imagine if we’re going to be here awhile we’d upgrade, after all money isn’t really a problem.” “You make a point,” Kaito said having a quick skim of the room. “It’s not very spacey in here, which makes it difficult to really set up.” “To set up,” Konosuke questioned. “What do you mean by that, is there something you had in mind you haven’t brought to my attention?” “Nothing concrete,” Kaito said in response. “But I did have a few ideas for setting up a small networks system, and now looking at the size of this room that could take up a fourth of the space.” “You can worry about setting that up at a later time,” Konosuke said sliding the curtain aside. “Right now we need to decide on how we plan on moving in on Mr. Lain, gaining control of the Equalizer depends on it.” “I’ve got an idea or two.” “I’m listening.” Konosuke said taking a step toward him. “It falls right into our category,” Kaito began. “A daily disguise with a tint of deception.” “I like the sound of that.” “There’s just one thing,” Kaito said. “We’re going to need an outside guy.” “An outside guy?” “I’ll explain everything.” He smiled, ready to hear what he was to say next. “I’m listening.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 122 A Timely Find Over an hour of travel had past, finally arriving to their destination. The train came to a complete stop soon after. They were two of the first to find their way to the exit. By the time they walked out the sun was shining bright overhead. “It’s good to finally be back on the move after that lengthy time sitting on the train.” “You could say that again.” “You said there was one stop you needed to make before regrouping with the others,” Shinichi said. “Where was it you wanted to go?” “Any shop centered around electronics.” “Why’s that?” “We’re going to need a spare computer.” Dick replied. “What for?” “It’s essential for examining the laptop we uncovered,” Dick replied. “We’ll extract all data from one computer to the other, if anything goes wrong we’ll still have a drive for reference.” “Then we’ll meet with the others right?” “That’s the plan.” Dick said being the first of the two to begin walking. “I did some thinking on the ride here.” Shinichi said following. “About what?” “There must be more to it, not just what we’ve come to find on the surface.” “What’s that?” “Outside of the information that was left for us to find, shouldn’t we be looking for a deeper meaning?” “I’m not sure where you’re coming from.” “Fair enough,” Shinichi said. “Let’s look at it as a full picture, rather than as separate pieces in one large sequence.” “I’m listening.” “I think it’s important that we take all elements into account,” Shinichi began. “The first being that of deception, which I think we both would agree has been pretty prominent up to this point.” “Ok.” “Next would be time,” Shinichi continued. “Everything that has been set into has all revolved around timing.” “What do you mean?” “Think about it, don’t you think it was too convenient,” Shinichi questioned. “The timing of when I was approached about the files by the man in disguise?” “What was so convenient about it,” Dick asked. “He could have chosen any other time just as much.” “Maybe, but I think there was a reason for it,” Shinichi said. “Something I have yet to figure.” “Perhaps, but we have no clear proof of this,” Dick said. “And it only complicates things further with his in depth knowledge of you.” “It wasn’t just knowledge,” Shinichi said. “He engaged me as if we knew each other on a personal level, there wasn’t anything he did or said that would have made me become suspicious at the time.” “I was just fixing to pose that very question.” “I have one for you.” “What is it?” “It’s clear the person in disguise knows Bruce on some kind of level,” Shinichi said. “Now my question to you, would you have any ideas of who it could be?” “That’s a narrow list, but I’m still uncertain,” Dick replied. “Perhaps the content of this computer will sway us in the right direction.” “You really think it’d be that simple?” “Probably not,” Dick said in response. “Nothing has been up till this point.” “That leaves one last area to cover,” Shinichi said. “Location, that’s been a key factor since the beginning.” “True,” Dick agreed. “It started with you being asked to travel to Metropolis.” “Which we still have no clear answer for why,” Shinichi said. “The files that were given to me could have easily been brought along.” “Going to Metropolis was obviously part of the plan,” Dick said. “After all it led to the discovery of the computer.” “Deception, Timing, and location,” Shinichi said. “That’s the three phases which could imply a deeper message.” “One which we’ve yet to unravel if true,” Dick said. “Though I must ask, what lead to this thought of yours?” “A course of trails,” Shinichi replied. “Once you’ve found yourself in a quarrel with someone, you’ll find that’s one of the biggest ways to understand them.” “That’s a strange way of putting it.” “That only gives us a hint at their state of mind, not intent.” “I like the way you think, this analogy of yours could actually prove useful,” Dick said. “We’ll dive into that further once we’ve found out what’s on this computer.” “Sounds good to me,” Shinichi said. “So are you going to make a call, or are we going to catch a cab instead?” “We’ll take my car,” Dick said in response. “It’s currently sitting in the underground parking lot.” “How far is that from here?” “No more than a five minute walk from here,” Dick replied. “If we continue this way we’ll be there in no time.” “That works for me.” They walked on from there, not another word being said as they made their way towards the door. It was quiet throughout, making it easier to concentrate as he watched the scan progress. It was now twenty minutes in from when it had been launched, nearly complete in its progressions. “Less than five minutes remain.” Just as he was to sit up in the chair he heard the sound of the doorbell. He chose not to wait for someone else to answer the call, pursuing the situation himself. He left the study, hurrying along toward the front door. Once there he wasted no time in pulling it aside to see the two of them standing before him. “I didn’t expect you’d come this soon.” “Nor did we,” Tim said. “Things went by much sooner than I was expecting at the police headquarters.” “We headed straight here after all was done.” Heiji added. “Come, I’d like to hear all about it.” He widened the door, inviting the two of them in. “I spoke with Alfred before we made the trip here, I was told you were working on the cross examination.” Tim said closing the door after entering. “Yes.” “So, what are we looking at?” “Give it a couple more minutes, the scan is nearly complete,” Bruce replied. “In the mean time I’d like to know the reasoning behind your trip to the headquarters.” “It was actually my decision,” Heiji said. “For the most part anyway.” “And for what reason?” “Salomon Green,” Heiji replied. “I want to have another look at the remains.” “There might have been something that was missed.” Tim said clarifying their stance. “I see,” Bruce said. “And when do you plan on having this next look?” “Scheduled for the next day or so,” Heiji replied. “I wasn’t given an exact time.” “Where’s everyone else,” Tim asked. “Are you the only one around?” “They should be upstairs somewhere,” Bruce replied. “I didn’t hear anyone leave while I was waiting in on the scan.” “What about Dick, have you heard from him at any time today?” “No, but I’m sure he’ll contact me when he’s on his way here,” Bruce replied before turning for the left side. “We’ll continue discussions further once in the study.” “I see no problem in that.” He took no time in turning for the other side with the others following shortly after. They left the door open after entering. He headed straight for the desk, having a seat in front of the computer to check in on the progress. “Less than three minutes remain until the scan is complete.” “And is that for all the data collected thus far?” Tim asked coming to a stop from across. “Not quite,” Bruce replied. “This will only account for roughly eighty two percent of what we’ve gathered.” “What about the other eighteen percent?” “I left Damian to get the rest sorted,” Bruce replied. “Once he has, he’ll bring it down.” “Allowing you to add it to the rest?” “Yes.” He looked toward the computer screen once more before turning to face him. “Besides going in for another look at that body at the station, is there anything else you have to see to in the near future?” “Funny that you ask,” Heiji said. “As soon as tomorrow I’m looking to be assigned to a case which just sprung open shortly before we arrived.” “Is that so?” “It was pretty obvious something was going on when we got there.” Tim informed. “What happened?” “A burglary,” Tim replied. “They’re still gathering more details on the situation as we speak.” “What was the objective?” “Weapons,” Heiji replied. “I was further briefed on the situation after getting the chance to talk with the Commissioner himself.” “Were you told exactly what was taken?” “No specifics, only that guns and ammunition were the focus of interest.” “That could call for a further disturbance,” Bruce said with a pause. “This is something I may have to look into myself.” “That wouldn’t be a bad idea,” Tim said in agreement. “I think I had better do the same.” “Gordon thinks these guys plan on shipping the weapons out to make some quick cash,” Heiji informed. “Would you disagree?” “A high possibility,” Bruce said in response. “But either way, we need to find the one behind all of this.” “And hopefully before they get a chance to make another move.” Tim added. “Who’s to say they haven’t already?” Heiji questioned. “Doubtful,” Tim said. “In most cases like these they’ll usually wait it out to see what the police will do first, pending they didn’t already account for what to expect beforehand.” “The only way to find out the answer to that is to gain more information on the situation,” Bruce said. “Starting with what has already been collected.” “There was security surveillance running at the time,” Heiji informed. “What was seen was a group of masked men.” “How many in all?” “Seven.” “And their means of escape?” “A van which had been parked outside of the shop they stole the weapons from.” “That’s a start,” Bruce said. “Anything else?” “The van that was sighted at the scene was found abandoned about a mile away from where the burglary had taken place.” “Is that so?” “On the way back we found out how the van was discovered while listening to the radio.” Heiji continued. “How so?” “According to report a few bystanders about a block away from where the van was found said they heard a sound,” Heiji informed. “The sound of vehicles taking off at high speeds.” “Leading them to investigate the situation?” He nodded his head in confirmation. “After finding the van and sighting the fleeing cars they alerted the police,” Heiji finished. “Suspicions must have been high at that point.” “So it would seem.” With this information gained he turned his attention back to the computer, opening a new window in the process. “What are you doing?” Tim asked out of curiosity. “Patching into the network,” Bruce replied. “By now I’m sure this story is being covered.” “No doubt,” Heiji said. “We could see the news cast driving by just past the road check they had set up on our way back.” “Were you able to see the number for which news cast showed up to cover the story?” “I saw a nine on the side of the truck, so I’d assume it’d be nine news,” Heiji replied. “Does it really matter?” “Yes,” Bruce replied. “It lets me know which stream to enter.” In that instant he brought up another window which had a number of links listed. He scrolled down with the use of the mouse, taking very little time for him to select the one he was looking for. “Here we are.” A feed of video footage came to the screen almost immediately after, looking on to see a vehicle in the clear a few yards back from the reporter stood. “There,” Heiji pointed. “That must be the van that was used in the escape.” “It would appear so,” Bruce agreed. “Let’s have a closer look.” “A closer look?” “You’ll see.” What happened next came as a bit of a surprise, watching as he put a pause to the footage which was being broadcasted. “What gives?” Heiji asked. “The burglaries abandoned the vehicle that they used in the escape,” Bruce said. “We can only assume that they found another means of travel.” “That’s a good bet.” “If that is true they must have left in a hurry.” “Gordon and I discussed that very possibility,” Heiji said. “Though it’s only a hunch, we believe they took off in separate vehicles.” “What lead you to that conclusion?” Tim asked. “Simple, it lowers the risk of their operation faltering if only one of them is caught,” Heiji replied. “This way they’d still have a variety of merchandise left if that were to happen.” “Makes sense.” “That is exactly what I’m checking for.” Bruce said redirecting their attention back to the computer. They leaned in, wanting to get a closer look at what he was getting at. By this point he was zooming in toward the ground past the reporter on screen, closing in to the point where most all was a blur. “I don’t get it, what are we supposed to see?” Tim asked. He received no response, leaving him to wait for a short time more. After a short wait he could gradually see the change in the clarity of the imagery that was sitting before them. “Almost done.” Bruce stated. It took no more than a couple seconds for them to clear image, still an uncertainty at what they were supposed to be looking for. “Did you just zoom in on the street?” Tim asked turning to face him. “Yes,” Bruce confirmed. “About a yard away from where the van was found.” “I don’t understand,” Tim said looking back at the screen. “What are we supposed to be looking at?” “Isn’t that clear?” “The marks left behind.” Heiji said. It took all but a few moments for him to notice what the two had found their eyes set to. “I see… those are tire marks.” Tim said after catching sight of them. “Exactly.” Bruce said. “And you believe these marks were made after the van was ditched?” “A probability.” “You might be right,” Tim said. “But what lead you to check the ground area of the scene so soon.” “It was based from the report we heard,” Heiji replied. “The one we listened to on the radio on our way here.” “The one detailing the discovery of the van?” “That’d be the one,” Heiji confirmed before turning back to Bruce. “Am I right?” “Yes,” Bruce replied. “After hearing how the van was found it was only natural for me to get a look at the scenery myself, even if it is from my current position.” “We can’t be sure that those skid marks are from the vehicles that they used to escape,” Heiji said. “But let’s say that they are, what use could these prints possibly serve?” “I’ve already captured and saved two separate shot of what you see now,” Bruce said. “The next step will be to run the shots through the recognition system, if all goes well we’ll know the type of tires that left those marks behind.” “In short leading us a step closer to finding the vehicles used in the escape right?” “Exactly,” Bruce confirmed. “But that’s not the only angle we have that we can work.” “What’s the other?” Before an answer could be given a sound ignited from the computer, taking the focus of all who stood in the room. “It’s complete.” “What’s that?” “The cross examination for the profiles that I placed into the database.” “Are the results clear to be viewed at this time?” Tim asked. “It’s initializing now, it should take no more than a couple minutes for this process to be completed.” Bruce replied. “How many profiles were used in this data gathering of yours?” Heiji asked. “Not enough,” Bruce replied. “We’re going to need much more to go off of if we’re going to get a concrete answer to what has been causing the heart attacks.” “He’s right,” Tim agreed. “Getting results on a broader scale will prove key to determining an absolute source.” “By broader, do you mean by gathering results on a world wide scale?” Heiji asked. “It may take some time, but yes,” Bruce replied. “That’s ultimately what will need to be done.” “Too bad time isn’t on our side,” Heiji said. “Let’s just hope this thing doesn’t escalate any further than it already has.” “Something we can’t control unfortunately.” Tim commented. The two then turned back to the computer screen, coming to find he was in the middle of doing something to the images that had been collected from the live broadcast. “What are you doing now?” Heiji asked. “Removing all background noise,” Bruce replied. “All that is needed is the marks left behind by the tires.” “You think you’ll end up with a good sample once all is said and done?” “I’m not quite sure.” “If that’s the case I could head to the scene myself,” Heiji volunteered. “With the use of my phone I could most certainly get us the shots needed.” “Are you sure they’d let you through,” Tim questioned. “You don’t exactly have a badge for identification that would allow for you to get clearance.” “Good point, guess I’d have to call in and get the ok from the headquarters.” “We’ll hold off on any of that for now,” Bruce said. “At least until the others return.” “Speaking of which, have you heard back from either of the two,” Heiji asked. “With all that’s been going on today I hadn’t gotten around to contacting them.” “Not directly, but I did receive a message.” Bruce informed. “What was left in the message?” “They uncovered a computer.” “A computer?” “I don’t know the details surrounding it,” Bruce said in response. “The only thing left on the message was that it was found at a secluded area of an apartment complex.” “And here I thought they were spending their time at some library,” Tim said. “Makes you wonder what turned their travels elsewhere.” Before another word could be spoken on the matter yet another beep could be heard from the computer. “What was that?” Heiji questioned. “The alarm,” Bruce replied. “The results are ready to be viewed.” “Alrighty then, what are we waiting for?” He did just that, wasting no time in reopening the window that had been sitting at the side in wait. What they came to find brought a sense of relief, a break in the case they had needed. There wasn’t one, but three results that had registered to the search. “Looks like we’re finally gaining some ground.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 121 Partnered “Much worse than you had been anticipating,” Alfred said taking a step back. “What do you mean?” “Going forward from here we should be expecting some changes in his condition.” “How serve?” “Erratic changes,” Bruce replied. “Maybe even unstable.” “I don’t understand,” Alfred said. “Is this strictly the cause of the poison?” “A mixture, the presence of the APTX drug as well is ultimately what has led to this development.” “What exactly are the results indicating that you received?” “A number of things,” Bruce replied. “A minor raise in blood pressure, notable friction between the cells, and that’s just scratching the surface.” “That doesn’t sound good.” “I’ll hold off on the rest until the Shinichi returns, this is something he should here,” Bruce said. “Speaking of which, have you heard from back from Dick as of today?” “Yes, they’re on the train ride back to Gotham now.” “Good,” Bruce said. “We can’t afford to hold off on this any longer.” “Is his life in any real danger?” “That is still uncertain,” Bruce replied. “I won’t know for sure until further tests are run, besides things may have changed with his condition since the time I collected the blood.” “So do you plan to collect more samples?” “Not just that,” Bruce said. “Deeper tests will need to be done to find what he could be in for.” “Master Grayson said he had a stop to make before coming here when we spoke,” Alfred informed. “Would you like me to call him back and let him know to come here straight away?” “That won’t be necessary.” “But sir.” “If I’m correct we shouldn’t see any changes just yet,” Bruce said. “As long as we get this thing looked over within the next two days we should be ok.” “That’s a relief.” “In the meantime I’m going to go over the full list that has been put together,” Bruce said. “The one profiling all of the victims who not only sustained fatal heart attacks but showed signs of lead poisoning.” “Were you able to gain any ground on your first look?” “That wasn’t my intent,” Bruce replied. “The first step was to get everything recorded into one database, and with that we’ll be able to run a cross examination much more efficiently.” “Any ideas on where you will start?” “Yes,” Bruce replied. “All habits will be my first line to search.” “Wouldn’t that be almost impossible to figure,” Alfred said. “Not everyone’s habits will be listed on sealed records.” “I should have been more specific,” Bruce said in response to this. “What I had in mind was to first start off by documenting all places they visited on a regular basis, such as local stores to anything purchased that has been left on record.” “And your hope is this will lead to what could be the cause?” “It’s a stretch, but yes.” “If you’re unable to make a determination, then what?” “There’s one other option,” Bruce said. “But I’ll hold off on that until everything is looked into in regards to what we have in front of us.” “I’ll do whatever I can to help.” The phone rang at that moment, shifting their focus in the slightest. “Would you like me to answer that?” “Let them leave a message.” “As you wish.” The phone continued to ring for a short time longer before finally coming to a stop. When a message wasn’t left he walked over to the phone to find out who had called. “Who was it?” “The good doctor.” Bruce replied. “I’d imagine she’s hoping to get an update on the case you agreed to take on.” “Most likely.” “Do you plan on calling her back?” “That won’t do too much good at this point,” Bruce said. “This case is completely cold from what I’ve been given.” “What do you plan to do?” “I’m going to go and see her in person.” “And when might that be?” “Tonight,” Bruce answered. “I’ve sat on this one for long enough, there’s got to be more that she can give.” “We can only hope.” “I’m expecting a call from Tim, if I’m not around would you do the honors?” “Of course,” Alfred replied. “What are you expecting to hear from him about?” “A report about their trip to the station.” “The GCPD?” “Yes, he along with detective Hattori are on their way.” “What for?” “For a report,” Bruce replied. “I wasn’t given the specifics, but he said he’d call back once everything was done.” “I’ll be sure to make sure his call isn’t missed.” “In the mean time I’ll be in the study starting up on the cross examining,” Bruce said turning for the other side of the room. “If anything comes up in the case of the heart attacks come and let me know.” “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” With nothing further to be said he walked forward. “Now on to business.” The clouds that covered the sky could clearly be seen drifting further north as they continued to move. They were now approaching twenty minutes from the time they had caught the cab. He held up a hand just as the station came into view, letting the driver know they were closing in “I wonder what’s going on up ahead. A clear jam in traffic could clearly be seen, with the sight of several police officers at the center of it all. “Any idea what’s going on up there?” “Your guess is as good as mine.” They continued to slowly move along, making little progress during the duration of this. “Here,” Tim said pointing to an open spot aside the road. “This will be far enough.” “Are you sure,” The driver asked. “I might be able to get you in closer.” “That won’t be necessary,” Tim said in response. “We can walk the rest of the way from here.” “If you insist.” He did as asked, parking to an empty spot at the side of the walkway. “Thanks for the ride.” “Anytime.” He then paid the cab driver before stepping out to find Heiji already waiting for him. “Some traffic jam huh.” “Makes you wonder what’s going on up there.” They both stared ahead, watching as those who drove in that direction were stopped and then questioned by patrol officers standing in place. “We can ask someone once we’re inside,” Heiji said. “I’m sure someone will know what’s going on.” “No doubt.” “You plan on coming in?” “No, I’ll wait here for your return,” Tim replied. “I wouldn’t want to interfere with your planned meet.” “Your call.” “Just remember to bring up the matter that we discussed,” Tim reminded. “It’s imperative that we get a second look.” “I haven’t forgotten.” “Then I’ll leave you to it.” “Where should I be expecting to find you once I’m done?” “Somewhere around here,” Tim replied. “I don’t plan on moving far from this spot.” “You sure you’re ok with waiting around,” Heiji questioned. “There’s no telling how long this might take.” “Besides finalizing the Red Eyed MB which can wait, there’s not much on my plate,” Tim said. “Outside of a call I need to return to Dick of course.” “Speaking of which, has he returned from Metropolis?” “No, he’s actually on his way back as we speak,” Tim replied. “Both of them.” “How long until they arrive?” “I’d imagine within this next hour or so,” Tim answered. “By time we’re done here we should be able to meet up with them.” “Sounds like a plan,” Heiji said. “Any word yet on what they might have come across while down there?” “That’s what I’m hoping to find out after I get ahold of him.” He looked down at his watch, finding that the time was closing in. “Only two minutes remaining until the time we agreed on.” “Don’t forget what we discussed.” “No worries, I’ll be sure to bring it up.”.” With that he turned for the right, heading straight for the station. He stopped upon reaching the parking lot, standing in place as patrol car passed. Once all was clear he continued toward the front. About halfway there the doors slid open with about four officers running out. Curious as to what was going on he traced their every move which lead back to the lot where they all hopped into separate vehicles. “Must be duty calls,” Heiji thought. “Makes you wonder what could be going on that has these guys so riled up.” He turned his head back to the other side, reaching the entrance soon after. He walked in to find the lobby emptier than usual. Only two officers at the front desk on the left side of the room could be found. He wasted little time in approaching the two, both turning to face him before he reached him. “Detective Hattori?” A woman on the right spoke. “I don’t believe we’ve met, how did you know my name?” Heiji confirmed. “We were notified that’d you be coming.” “How did you know it was me?” “I was here when you gave your speech the other day.” “As was I.” The other officer added. “That would explain,” Heiji said. “I suppose the Commissioner was the one to have told you I would be coming?” “It was actually officer Celek who informed us of this on his way out earlier today.” “That’s unexpected,” Heiji said. “I take it you know why I’m here.” “Yes, you’re here to see the Commissioner.” “Is he around?” “He just went up to his office about ten minutes ago,” She replied. “I’ll unlock the stall door for you so you can go on up.” “Thanks, I’d appreciate that.” “Right this way.” She led him to the door located in the far right corner of the room, unlocking the same door he had used on his previous trips when visiting. “There you are, you’re on your own from here.” “On my own,” Heiji questioned. “I was told all outsiders were required to be escorted whenever coming through here.” “Naturally, but you’re being assigned.” “Assigned?” “I’ll leave that for him to explain when you get to his office,” She replied. “You might as well head up, he’s expecting you.” He nodded his head in response. “Yes of course.” He turned for the stairs, hearing the sound of the door close from behind as he made a move forward. He sinked his hands into the jacket as he walked, wondering just what it was that had been mentioned by that officer. “Assigned… what did she mean by that?” This remained on his mind for the rest of the way up. He pushed passed the door leading to the upper floor, moving casually along as someone from the other side moved in the opposite direction. He smiled, prompting for them to do the same. “Almost there.” He made his way to the end of the hall in no time, turning for the left to see his office just up ahead. “Here goes nothing.” He removed his hands from within his pockets as he neared, holding out his right hand to knock on the door. It took little time for him to receive a response. “Come in.” Without hesitation he did as asked, walking in to find his back faced to him. “You’re on time, good.” He turned away from the window, glad to see he had come. “Please, have a seat,” James offered. “That is if you’d like to this time around.” “You know, I think I will.” He walked forward, having a seat at the chair directly across from the desk. “I’m sure you noticed the scrimmage out there,” James said. “Have trouble getting by?” “Not at all.” “Good.” “I take it you know what’s going on.” “Yes,” James confirmed. “A required check.” “A required check,” Heiji questioned. “For what?” “There was a huge burglary that took place earlier today.” “Where at?” “At the mall located next to the big bank south of here.” “How much money did they get away with?” “That’s just the thing, that’s not what was taken,” James informed. “Naturally that’s what you would think.” “If they weren’t after cash, what was it that they took?” “Weapons,” James replied. “Most of what turned out to be guns and ammunition from a small shop right in that area.” “That doesn’t sound good, was anyone hurt?” “Thankfully not,” James replied. “A gas of some kind however was used to subdue the two men who were working at the time.” “And how are they now?” “We’ve already gotten word that both are now in stable condition.” “That’s good to know.” “It’s imperative that we catch the ones responsible.” “How many of them were there in all?” “Five who entered the store,” James informed. “This was sighted from the surveillance videos that had been set in place.” “Any visual on any of their faces?” “They were all wearing ski masks at the time.” “No surprise there,” Heiji said. “Any information on how they got away?” “There was a van parked out front with another masked man who kept watch,” James informed. “After collecting what they wanted they stalked up before taking off.” “Figures,” Heiji remarked. “Were the camera’s able to get a shot of the license plate of the van used in the getaway?” “Yes,” James confirmed. “But unfortunately it was found abandoned next to the Gotham Bridge.” “You don’t sound surprised.” “It was to be expected,” James said. “From the moment we were informed of the matter we took measures to prepare for this exact scenario.” “That would explain,” Heiji said. “There were five men in all who ransacked the shop, any idea how many awaited their return out by the van?” “Besides the man standing guard, one other,” James replied. “The driver.” “That makes seven in all,” Heiji said. “And since they ditched the van I think it’s safe to assume one thing.” “That they’ve distributed the weapons, and are now heading in different directions.” “Besides the one out here, how many road blocks have been set up?” “Only five,” James replied. “Which are all routes leading out of the city.” “Do you really think they’ll try and leave the city?” “That tends to be the outcome in most cases like these,” James replied. “Once out they tend to sell all possessions to anyone who may be interested.” “And if they tried selling here there’d be a bigger chance for you to sniff out their operations.” “You have a talent for catching on.” “With there being seven of them in all and possibly more, it’s good that you’ve called for multiple road checks,” Heiji said. “There’s no telling how many vehicles they’ve got their weapons grouped into.” “By our estimation we’re thinking they traveling in a max of four different vehicles.” “What lead you to that conclusion?” “Based from what and how much product was taken.” “Let’s take a step back,” Heiji said leaning forward. “At what time did the robbery occur, and were there any witnesses?” “The blood of an investigator runs deep within you no question, but let’s put a pause on that for a bit,” James said. “There’s something we need to discuss first.” “I figured this wasn’t the center of why you asked me here.” “I spent a good portion of yesterday to finding someone suited enough.” James said leaning back in his seat. “For what?” “To work alongside of you,” James replied. “And I think I found just the right person.” “Assigned,” Heiji said with a pause. “This must be what that officer was talking about.” “If you’d like I could get you assigned to this current case,” James said. “After all Detective Norwich has nothing to work at this given time.” “Detective Norwich?” “Yes,” James replied. “The officer you will be paired with.” “I don’t believe I’ve run into them as of yet since I’ve been here.” “Probably not,” James agreed. “Everyone’s been on a bit of a tight schedule.” “So, when will I be able to meet with Detective Norwich?” “How does tomorrow sound?” “That works for me.” “Good, then I’ll get a time arranged.” James said standing up from the chair. “Does that also mean we’ve been assigned to the case?” Heiji asked after doing the same. “If it isn’t handled by the days end then yes,” James replied. “You could make for a much needed asset.” “That’s what I’m hoping for.” “We’re done here,” James said. “You’re free to go.” “Wait, there’s one last thing I wanted to ask.” “What is it?” James asked in the process of stepping around the desk. “I’d like to have another look at the remains,” Heiji replied. “The remains of Salomon Green.” “The same Mr. Green’s whose home was nearly left in ashes?” “Yes.” “What could you possibly be hoping to find,” James questioned. “Those remains have been examined several times over already.” “Truth be told there’s one thing I didn’t look for the first time around,” Heiji said. “One last look is all I’m asking for, if there is anything else to find buried beneath all shreds, I will uncover it.” “Is this a blind hunch, or do you believe you’ve come across something?” “There’s volume to both.” “Granted,” James said coming to a quick decision. “I’ll let them know you’ll be stopping in within the next few days.” “I take it no family members have called in for the remains as of yet?” “We’ve been in contact, but any plans of the removal of the body from our lab has been postponed,” James informed. “In the light of their wishes.” “Why’s that?” “For further investigation.” “Hoping for resolve?” “That’s usually the case,” James replied. “Though it is also true some results are never reached.” “Leaving that everlasting void of the unknown.” “We do everything that we can to assure that’s not what where the results lead,” James said. “But more often than not we find our cases falling into the cold file, too often does that happen.” “A sad truth.” “I have someone I have to meet with in the next thirty,” James informed. “It’s about a twenty minute drive between here and the projects, I better be on my way if I am to make it on time.” “Then I had better get out of your way.” “Is there anything you’d like to ask before we part ways?” “No,” Heiji replied. “My work here is done.” “On the contrary,” James said as he watched him head for the door. “Your work is yet to truly begin.” He turned at his comment, smiling with a nod before walking out past the door. “He’s right, I’m just getting started.” To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 120 Results Are In It was now on the brink of dawn. He found himself heading back into the direction he had come, familiarizing himself with all areas that were passed. He leaned forward in his seat as another bus stop could be seen just up ahead. “This will be far enough.” The bus came to a complete stop in a short time after. He reached for the bag that was set as his side, sliding it on as he made his way for the exit toward the front of the bus. Upon taking his first step off he stopped, standing there for several moments to come. It wasn’t until the bus started up again that he made a move. He took a look from behind, doing the same to the left and right. “It’s clear.” He took a deep breath before marching on. The morning sun could faintly be seen peering through the cracks of the large structures that stood in the clear. He checked his watch as he walked, coming to find it was now ten after six. “That took longer than I had anticipated.” The same tempo was kept as he pressed on, continuing to monitor the surrounding area as he reached the end of the block. He rested his hands into his jacket at a sudden chill, keeping a casual pace as he continued to stroll. This lasted for minutes to come. “Almost there.” He picked up in strides, reaching yet another bus stop. It was the location of where he had taken off from the previous night before. “Now to retrieve those explosives.” Just as he was to make a move a sudden sound from behind sprung to his ears, turning just in time to see someone step out from the side of a light pole. “Took you long enough, you had me worried.” “Jii,” Kaito said more than surprised to see him. “I would have thought you’d have returned to the motel by now.” “I couldn’t do that,” Konosuke said making a move toward him. “Especially when I was uncertain of your situation.” “Everything went well,” Kaito informed. “Not as expected, but works none the less.” “And did you get the information you set out to obtain?” “Apparently,” Kaito said in response. “But clarification will be needed.” “For what?” “Let’s just say Mr. Samlong wasn’t as forthcoming as I was anticipating,” Kaito replied. “It took an interesting bout before he finally handed over the paper he claims holds the details of the transaction.” “Transaction?” “For the Networks Pivotal Equalizer of course,” Kaito replied. “As we know it was purchased by someone at a recent auction.” “And do you know the name of the person to have done so?” “Yes, his name is listed in the document,” Kaito replied. “Along with the amount he obtained it for.” “What about an address for his residence?” “That’s something we’ll have to find out on our own, which won’t be hard since we have a full name.” “Which is?” He held the sheet up for him to see, pointing to the name in bold print. “Simon E. Lain,” Kaito read. “That’s the name that has been recorded.” “We’ll run a search on him the first thing when we return to the motel,” Konosuke said. “We should have an exact address in no time.” “I agree.” “What happens once we do?” “What do you mean?” “How do you plan on retrieving it?” Konosuke clarified. “First we’ll need to determine why this Simon guy entered the auction for it.” “Why does that matter?” “There are several reasons why it could,” Kaito replied. “One being that it could be shipped off at any given time.” “What lead to this analogy?” “Only a hunch, but I can’t be certain until we’ve gained more information on Mr. Simon.” “Why did you leave the perimeter that we set up,” Konosuke asked slightly changing the subject. “I strongly have to question that move, you could have severely been hurt or worse.” “That wasn’t going to happen.” “And how can you have been certain of that?” “I was sure to keep a hidden card up my sleeve.” Kaito smilingly replied. “Really now.” “I’ll tell you about it later.” “Answer me at least this, how far away was this place that you were taken to?” “Not far at all,” Kaito replied. “Only about a twenty minute drive from here.” “If that is so, what took so long for your return,” Konosuke asked. “Were discussions that lengthy?” “No, the meeting itself didn’t even exceed thirty minutes.” Kaito replied. “Not even thirty minutes,” Konosuke said surprised to hear. “Then what took you so long?” “That was due to my suspicions.” “Suspicions?” “I wanted to assure that I wasn’t being followed after I left initially,” Kaito replied. “I spent a couple hours at an open diner I came across on my way back.” “And were you being followed at any point?” “There was one person that kept a steady pace with me for a few blocks,” Kaito replied. “But after exiting the diner he was gone.” “And that’s when you finally decided to head back here?” “Yes.” “I see.” “Before we go back to the motel there’s one last thing we need to do,” Kaito said. “We need to retrieve all the explosives we set out.” “There will be no need,” Konosuke said. “I already took the liberty of collecting them myself while you were away.” “Where are they now?” “In here,” Konosuke said pointing out the bag strapped across his chest. “With you leaving the area there was no further need for them to still be set out.” “Good, then there’s no need for us to be hanging around,” Kaito said. “I assume you haven’t left this spot since my departure.” “That is correct.” “How long did you plan on waiting for my return anyway?” “At least for another hour,” Konosuke replied. “If you didn’t show by then I would have taken back to the motel.” “Which we will soon enough,” Kaito said. “But first there’s a stop I’d like to make.” “Where to?” “Any local store will do,” Kaito said in response. “I’m going to need a disposable phone.” “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea,” Konosuke said. “Especially given the circumstances.” “We’re going to need several spare parts.” “What for?” “I’m going to make one from scratch.” Kaito replied. “Going custom again I see,” Konosuke said. “That seems to be your trend as of late.” “Perhaps.” “I’d love to hear the extent of what you intend to do with it.” “I’ll let you know as soon as all parts are collected,” Kaito said in response. “Come, we’ve spent enough time standing around as it is.” With that said the two began to walk down the street, heading for the intersection just up ahead. He looked at him as they walked, taking little time for him to notice. “What is it?” “There’s one last thing I wanted to know.” “…” “Will you be going back?” “What’s that?” “The place you were taken to,” Konosuke clarified. “Do you plan on returning?” “Not in the foreseeable future,” Kaito replied. “In the process of me leaving I was told not to come back, unless it was asked of me.” “Is that so,” Konosuke said with a brief pause. “What was it like?” “There’s not much to say,” Kaito replied. “Every room I walked through was dark except for the one, not to mention how short my trip there turned out to be.” “Which is understandable.” “Still, I haven’t quite figured out why they called it the out back.” “The out back?” “Yes,” Kaito said. “That was the name of the facility.” They reached the traffic light with the next few steps taken, looking up in wait for the light to change red. “Did you ask why it was called that?” “No, but then it doesn’t really matter,” Kaito said. “I have no reasons for returning, and nor do I plan on.” The traffic light turned red in that instance, giving them the ok to head to the other side. They did just that, not a word coming from either of the two as they did. “Let’s hope that stays the case.” Several minutes had passed since the last he had even flinched an eye. The many sounds of ongoing activity could be heard during the duration of this. He rested his head back, hearing movement from the seat across. He opened his eyes at the sound of this to see him standing to his feet. “Where are you going?” “To make a call,” Dick replied. “I’m going to let the others know we’re roughly twenty minutes away from arrival.” “Sounds good.” “I’ll be back shortly.” “I’ll be here.” He eased back once again, watching as he took off toward the front of the bus. It was at that given moment that he felt the vibration of his own phone. “I wonder who that could be.” He removed it from his pocket, pleased to see the number which was visible on screen. “This couldn’t have come at a better time.” He waited no longer, taking the call within that instance. “Dr. Agasa.” “It’s good to hear your voice,” Hiroshi said. “How are you feeling?” “Coming along just fine,” Shinichi replied. “Please tell me you’ve got something for me.” “As a matter a fact I do.” “Great, I’m listening.” “You’ll be pleased to hear that it is,” Hiroshi said. “I checked into everything you asked of me.” “And?” “The symptoms, the aftermath,” Hiroshi began. “It was just as you had predicted.” “Then it’s all connected after all.” “I didn’t stop there, I got a little additional information that you might find useful.” “Is that right?” “When you get the chance check your email,” Hiroshi said. “It’ll all be there.” “I’ll check it first thing when I get the chance,” Shinichi said. “I hope I didn’t ask too much of you.” “Not at all,” Hiroshi assured. “Everything went smoothly.” “Good.” “What about you,” Hiroshi questioned. “I hadn’t heard from you in the past day, so I could only assume your conditioned has maintained.” “It has,” Shinichi confirmed. “I’ve been doing just fine.” “Any side effects?” “Not as of yet,” Shinichi replied. “Hopefully it stays that way.” “That’s surprising,” Hiroshi said. “Have you been given the diagnosis of the problem?” “Not yet,” Shinichi replied. “But I’m hoping to receive an answer by today.” “I’d like to know how that goes.” “I’ll be sure to call back and let you know.” “There seems to be much jitter in the surrounding area of your location,” Hiroshi said. “Where are you anyway?” “On a train,” Shinichi replied. “I’m on my way back to Gotham now.” “On your way back,” Hiroshi questioned. “Where are you heading from?” “Metropolis,” Shinichi replied. “We just got done looking into a lead.” “And did anything come of this?” “We’re hoping so, the only thing that remains is to search the uncovered computer that was found at the site.” “You’ve been busy.” “That’s putting it lightly.” “Maybe so.” “What about Haibara,” Shinichi asked. “Does she know?” “About what?” “The current situation.” “Of course,” Hiroshi said. “She was the one who sent you the files I mentioned.” “And what of my current state?” “I didn’t tell her,” Hiroshi said. “I felt it’d be more appropriate if you did that yourself.” “Thanks, I was looking to do just that.” “When do you plan on telling her?” “Soon,” Shinichi replied. “First I’d like to find out what caused this, I want an explanation for this just as much as the next guy.” “Understandable.” “What about Yoshida and the others,” Shinichi asked. “Have any of them stopped by in the past day or so?” “No, but I’ll be sure to let them know you asked about them the next time they do.” “I’d appreciate that.” “Keep me updated on the situation.” “Will do.” “I have something that requires my attention, I’m going to go ahead and let you go.” “You should hear back from me soon.” “I’ll be waiting.” With that their call came to an end. He placed the phone down at his side, looking across just in time to see him returning to his seat. “How’d your call go?” “As expected,” Dick replied. “We agreed to meet later in the day some time.” “Did you let him know about the computer we uncovered?” “Yes.” “So what’s the deal,” Shinichi asked. “You plan on taking the computer to Bruce for him to examine?” “No, he’s got enough on his plate as is.” “That would imply you plan to examine it yourself.” “Not that I couldn’t, but it’s not one of my strong suites,” Dick said. “Which is why I plan on handing it over to Tim.” “That’s not a bad idea,” Shinichi said. “Have you spoken with him as of today?” “Not yet, but I did give him a call this morning,” Dick informed. “I have yet to receive a response.” “I see.” “What about you,” Dick asked. “Who was that you just got off of the phone with?” “I figured you’d ask,” Shinichi said. “I finally received word back from Dr. Agasa on the situation.” “What did he say?” “He confirmed something for me.” “Which was?” “It’s just as I had thought,” Shinichi said. “The results discovered from the reports mirrored that of what we’ve already seen here.” “The heart attacks?” “Exactly.” “That gives more weight to our claim,” Dick said. “Was there anything else he mentioned, something of importance?” “No, but I was sent an email.” “Is that so?” “I’ll check it as soon as we get back,” Shinichi said. “I was told further information on the situation was sent.” “That’s just what we need.” “On another note, was there any mention of the test results?” “For what?” “For the blood that was extracted from me.” Shinichi replied. “No,” Dick replied. “We’ll have to ask Bruce about that.” “I thought he was the one you spoke with.” “He wasn’t there,” Dick said. “The one to have answered was Alfred.” “Do you think he’ll be there by the time we arrive?” “We have one stop to make before we head there, so I’d imagine so.” “Fine by me.” He eased back into the seat, looking out the window on the right side to see the city buildings sitting in the far distance. “Steps have been made, but how far are we away from the truth?” This thought was cemented at the top of his mind, lingering there for a time to come. He stood at the side of him, looking over his shoulder down at the profile that had been brought up. He leaned in further to read the name that could clearly be seen. “Simon Emanuel Lain.” “Yes,” Kaito said pressing down to the computer mouse. “This is him alright, the man who purchased the Pivotal Equalizer from the bidding affair.” “So, what do we know about him?” “I’m looking into that now.” The first thing to come to sight was his site of birth along with the year. It was the second line of information that really caught their attention. “Check out his public record,” Kaito pointed out. “This guy’s got a history alright.” He quickly came to find Simon had been arrested once in the past five years, continuing down the list to see the several other incidents which were tacked on. “You’re right,” Konosuke said. “This Simon character has it going for him.” “Maybe so,” Kaito said. “But his record is relatively clean when looking at these past three years.” “Yes, his last run in with the law was over two years ago.” “A misdemeanor.” Kaito said taking note of this. “What’s his current status?” “Let’s find out.” He scrolled further down, leading to an additional batch of information to be found on him. “Shellont Circuit,” Kaito read. “That’s the name of the place of where he works.” “I’ve never heard of it.” “Says here it’s the name of a restaurant,” Kaito said. “Not only that, there’s three of them in all across town.” “And Mr. Lain’s involvement?” “Says here he’s the vice president of operations.” “This was unexpected.” “In more ways than one.” Kaito agreed. “I think it is safe to assume his position at Shellont Circuit has nothing to do with his reasoning for purchasing the Equalizer.” “Maybe not, but we can’t completely write that off just yet.” “Of course.” “It doesn’t appear his record will be the determining factor here.” “What do you suggest from here?” “That we shift our focus,” Kaito replied turning to face him. “The main objective is to retrieve the Equalizer.” “Which has been a known fact from the start.” “The only thing left is to pin point an exact location of where the Equalizer is being held.” “You don’t think it’s being held at his home?” “Possibly, the only way to confirm that is by paying a visit to his house.” “Do we know his current address?” “It’s not listed here,” Kaito replied facing the computer once more. “But that’s quite alright; finding out his address isn’t something that should be hard to figure.” “Very true.” “Now comes the crucial step,” Kaito said standing up from the chair. “Finding an opening of opportunity.” It was one documentation after another, no matter what station that was turned to there was no difference on what was being covered to some degree on each. “These heart attacks are really catching fire on an attention stand point.” He stood in front of the TV with little to no movement, waiting to see if there was anything new that was unknown to him that had yet to be reported. It was at that given time that the door from behind could be heard, followed by the sound of someone gradually making their way toward him. He turned just as he was a few lengths away from reaching him. “Master Bruce.” “The results have finally come back on Shinichi’s blood that was collected.” “That’s good news,” Alfred said glad to hear. “So what’s the diagnosis?” “It’s worse than I thought it’d be,” Bruce replied. “Much worse.” His eyes widened, fearing what was to come. To Be Continued

The Detective Prince Chapter 119 Shaping Up There was no movement to be made upon hearing this comment. The only thing concrete on their minds was keeping their weapons pointed directly at him. The man who had spoken last of the six was the one to do so once more. "Explain yourself," He demanded. "I want a clarification of what you speak of." "I don't feel an explanation is necessary," The man to the right of him spoke. "His comments were quite clear." "He's right," Another agreed. "If I didn't know any better I'd say that was an indirect threat." "Tell me," Beesto said turning to face him. "Is what he says true?" "Perhaps, to a degree," Kaito admitted. "But the outcome rests squarely on the decision they choose to make." "What’s that supposed to mean,” Someone spat. “What do you say we take this guy around back and finish this?" "Agreed." Another said from his blindside. "I see you've all come to a decision," Kaito said looking over the small group. "Perhaps I should let you in on a little something before you carry that out." “How about not.” The man from across said in response. “Trust me,” Kaito said. “This is something you’ll want to see.” “Something we’ll want to see?” “What is he talking about?” Another commented in confusion. “Now that I have everyone’s attention,” Kaito said. “Why don’t I show you why shooting me might not be your best option.” He reached for the zipper of his jacket, pulling it all the way down to reveal his under shirt. “What in the world are you doing?” Beesto asked. “All will be clear soon enough.” Kaito replied. He then lowered his hand down to the bottom of his shirt which he grabbed hold of. “I always look to be prepared,” Kaito said. “No matter the circumstances.” All in one slow motion he began to lift the shirt, revealing what ignited a series of gasps. Strapped around his lower abdomen was a set of explosives that he had tied into place. “Like I said before,” Kaito said with a change in tone. “Shooting me my not be the best option.” “That doesn’t mean we can’t aim for your head.” A man to the right said only angering at the sight of this. “Did you really think I’d leave that option open?” Kaito questioned. A bizarre look came upon his face in response to this. “You seem confused,” Kaito said. “Why don’t I explain myself.” He lifted the shirt even further, showcasing a margin of wires that could be seen pinned to his ribs and chest. "What in the world," Mr. Samlong said taking a step back. "What have you done to yourself?" "This my friend is what you would call insurance," Kaito said in response. "The moment my heart fails to feed any information back to the signal these explosives will go off almost automatically." "That would be clever wouldn't it, but who's to say this is true?" He lowered his shirt back into place before facing the man who had spoken. "That's a good question, but I can assure you this is no bluff," Kaito said in response to his claim. "Take a look here." He reached into his pocket, pulling out what appeared to be a mobile device of some kind. He held it up for all to see. "As you can see my heart production is being monitored on this screen as we speak," Kaito began. "Notice the attachment here." He pointed out the wire attached at the bottom of the device that everyone could clearly see. "This cord here is linked with the wires that are keeping tabs on my beats per second," Kaito informed. "If my heart stops the explosives will go off, the same will occur if this wire is disconnected from the device." All became silent upon hearing this. The next sound to be heard was that of clapping. He turned at the sound of this, surprised at who he came to find. “Well done,” Mr. Samlong commented. “I was wondering how you might respond to adversity such as this.” “What’s that,” Beesto said sharpening his eyes upon facing him. “You’re the one to have set up this whole ordeal?” “Yes, I did,” Mr. Samlong openly admitted. “After seeing what he pulled off last night I wanted to see if he’d be able to do the same, this time only with my choice of location.” “I see,” Beesto said. “That’s why you suggested we bring him here.” “Exactly.” “But why,” Beesto asked. “I don’t understand your reasoning for doing so.” “First thing’s first,” Mr. Samlong said before shifting his head back to those who surrounded them. “It’s done, you may now all lower your weapons.” They did as instructed, a sigh of relief coming from some after doing so. “Explain yourself,” Beesto stated. “I want to know why you went behind my back on this one.” “For interest purposes only,” Mr. Samlong replied. “Outside of the deal we’ve got going here he could prove to be useful in something else I’ve got going.” “If that is true then why didn’t you come to me about that,” Kaito asked slipping his way back into the fray. “Why the need for all of this?” “Like I said, to test the waters,” Mr. Samlong said in response. “I needed to be sure you were indeed capable for the task, and you didn’t disappoint.” “And what if I hadn’t been prepared for this blind side of yours?” “Then you would have been gunned down,” Mr. Samlong replied. “After I collected the tape of course.” “I was expecting that much,” Kaito said with no surprise. “Which is why I took the liberty in strapping myself up.” “Now that we’ve got all things cleared, I suppose it’s time I handed this over to you.” He held up the folder, pulling out the sheet that could be seen sitting at the top of the pile which he handed were handed to him. “Here you are my boy,” Mr. Samlong said. “Everything you need to know, it’s all there.” He didn’t hand him the tape in exchange, instead taking his time to look over the information to be found on the sheet of paper that had been given to him. “How do I know the information here is legit,” Kaito questioned. “For all I know this could be something typed up that falls right into your apparent scheme of things.” “What are you talking about?” “It’s just like you brought up before,” Kaito said turning back to face him. “You said there was another task I might be able to help you with, who’s to say this information given to me isn’t directly tied into that somehow?” “I can assure you that it’s not.” Mr. Samlong said. “And why should I take your word for it,” Kaito questioned. “You’ve given me little reason to believe anything you say.” “He makes a point.” Beesto said. “It’s up to you if you choose to believe me or not,” Mr. Samlong said. “I no longer have any further reasons to lie to you.” “So you say,” Kaito said with a pause. “I still don’t understand the setup, what kind of determination were you trying to make?” “If you’re that interested, why not take up the task I have?” “Don’t have the time,” Kaito replied. “As you know, I’m in a bit of an episode myself right now.” “Perhaps once you’ve found what you seek you’ll have a change in mind?” “You never know, but I wouldn’t hold your breath,” Kaito said in response. “My schedule doesn’t stop there.” “I’ll take that as a maybe, here,” Mr. Samlong said reaching for his right pocket. “Take my card, if you are truly acquainted with Marco you might find it to your interest.” “Very well.” He accepted the card, dropping it into his pocket after giving it a quick look. "I'll have to get back to you on that one," Kaito said. "So what happens now, am I free to go?" "Yes," Beesto replied. "I don't see why we should keep you here any longer." "So how are things runned," Kaito asked. "Can I simply walk out, or will you be escorting me?" "It’s protocol that you're escorted out," Beesto replied. "Which I will do myself." "Then let’s go, I've had enough excitement for one night," Kaito said. "Besides I have some trailing to attend." With that he turned back for the door from which they came. "Wait," Mr. Samlong said. "What about the tape?" "The top pocket of the left side of your jacket." Kaito replied. He raised a brow, reaching into his jacket to grab hold of something. He pulled out to find the tape had indeed been placed into his pocket. "How did he?" In the brink of the moment he looked ahead, watching as the two found their way out of the room through the door they had used to enter. “Hey Samlong,” Someone spoke from his behind. “Who was that guy anyway?” He couldn’t help it, smiling as he turned to face him. “Someone most will come to know,” Mr. Samlong replied. “His name, Duzzkill.” The garage was seemingly darker than before, taking moments for his eyes to readjust to the scenery. In the mist of this the garage door opened, letting in the light of the very few street lights that occupied the area along with the moon from above. Beesto gave a nod to the same man they had encountered before, taking little time before the garage door closed once again after stepping out. “Business is closed for the time being,” Beesto said. “You are now free to go.” “Before I leave there’s just one thing I wanted to know.” “I’m listening.” “It’s about your buddy, Samlong.” Kaito replied. “What about him?” “I don’t get it,” Kaito said. “I thought he was just a side associate of the Blackgaters .” “He is.” “That’s not what it seemed like tonight,” Kaito said. “If that were true how come he had so much control over those men back there?” “I see where you’re coming from,” Beesto said. “But the men you came into contact with just now weren’t Blackgaters.” “They weren’t?” “No, they are nothing but a bunch of hired muscle to help with any shipments.” Beesto informed. “Shipments,” Kaito questioned. “I didn’t see anything being brought in, nor did it look like anything was being stored.” “That’s because everything was finished up earlier today.” “Why hire additional people for this?” “It’s all about leverage,” Beesto replied. “In the case things go wrong you always want room for lean way.” “I see.” "You were surprisingly calm given what went on in there." "I'm accustomed to an unexpected audience." Kaito said. “Is there anything else you can tell me about Mr. Samlong?" "You seem weary of him, I can see why,” Beesto said. "I'd love to share with you information that I might have, but I'm in a bit of a tussle with time." "Then answer me one thing." "What?" "How long have you known him," Kaito asked. "How long has he been associated with the Blackgaters?" “For roughly a year now.” “Only a year huh, I was thinking he had been around longer than that.” “I didn’t meet him myself until about five months ago,” Beesto added. “By that time he had already found a place in the comfort zone for most.” “I see.” “I still don’t see what you’re trying to figure.” “Nothing in particular,” Kaito replied. “The less I have to look over my shoulder in the case of the unknown the better.” “Not a bad standard to keep.” “Most would agree.” He then turned for the left, only taking two steps before he heard him speak once more. “One more thing.” He stopped, looking back to face him for a final time. “Don’t come back here unless you are summoned.” “No need to tell me,” Kaito said. “I figured that much before we even agreed to come here.” With that he turned for the other side, wasting no time in heading back for the street corner as he spoke one last time. “See you around.” He said nothing in response, only watching as he walked off into the night. It took no more than a minute for him to completely fade out of sight, leaving the block ahead with no one to be seen. “Good luck.” There was no further need for him to remain out there. With that in mind he turned back for the garage door, giving it a sequence of knocks like he had before. It opened shortly thereafter as expected. The sun had yet to peak an eye, and yet he had already found himself sitting at the desk with a continuation of what had been started the day before. It wasn’t long after that he realized he wasn’t the only one who had awoken, hearing the sound of someone approaching from outside of the room. With the door already being open he instantly sighted who had come to the room. “Damian, you’re up early,” Bruce said surprised to see him. “It’s not even thirty after five.” “That’s the second night in a row you’ve gone out without me.” “I left you behind because you weren’t needed.” “What exactly were you doing?” “Confirming something.” “Confirming what?” “The files that were sent to Alfred from Shinichi,” Bruce replied. “Some of the patients that were listed were patients here in Gotham hospitals.” “Why would that matter?” “Because that lets us know exactly how accurate the information we’ve uncovered to this point is legitimate.” "And were you able to make a determination?" "Yes," Bruce replied. "As recorded, twenty four people out of the lot suffered heart attacks and found a place here at local Gotham hospitals." "That would imply that there is some truth to all of this." "At this point we can only assume all other records are legit as well," Bruce said. "At least until we get the clearance for the needed records." "That's all good to know, but we still don't know what's been causing this minor outbreak." "Minor would be putting it lightly." "Perhaps, but there's not much we can do since we haven’t been able to diagnose a cause.” "Which is why I've made it one of the center pieces of my agenda." "How long have you been at this?" "Since four." "You must have gotten a lot of sleep." "I'll rest after progress has been made." "We're obviously not the only ones looking into this matter," Damian said. "Has anything been learned from the many doctors, something that may have not been released to the public as of yet?" "We're all on the same grounds as it stands." "Is there anything I can do to help?" "Yes, there is something you can do to help speed the process," Bruce replied. "Research." "Research?" He reached for a small stack of papers beside him before sliding them across the desk for him to take. "What's this?" "The names of twenty eight of the victims," Bruce answered. "I want you to run a thurl search on the remaining profiles." "What for?" "Cross reference," Bruce replied. "See if there is anything linking any of the victims, if so take note of it." “How many were there in all?” “Over a hundred,” Bruce replied. “But as you can see the majority has already been handled.” “So you want me to wrap up the rest,” Damian said coming to an understanding. “And what will you be doing in the meantime?” “Analyzing the results of the heart attacks directly,” Bruce replied. “While you’ll be checking into each of their backgrounds to try and pin point where this all might have started.” “Is that all?” “No, for cause as well,” Bruce replied. “If there truly is a source for what is causing these heart attacks we need to determine what.” "This isn't exactly what I had in mind." "When you're finished come and see me,” Bruce instructed. “I want to group your findings with everything we already have in the database.” "Understood.” “Remember, even the subtlest of connections should be taken into account.” “Have you found any connections as of yet?” “Small pecks here and there,” Bruce replied. “But I plan to dig deeper once I’m finished with the further diagnosis of the results.” “Is this the only thing I can help with?” “As of now, yes.” “Great, I couldn’t be any more anxious to get started.” Damian said with a noticeable sarcasm before grabbing hold of the papers set out before him. “Report back the moment you’re done.” Bruce reminded one final time. Once done he turned back for the door, walking out as quietly as he had when entering. This left him alone once again. He turned back for the files set out aside the computer. “Now I can focus strictly on what might be the cause of this untimely outbreak.” The wheels spun rapidly, grazing across the tracks from beneath. In many ways this was the very outlook on his mind for the past week, an everlasting track of trails, one after another. He slightly shifted his head, looking out the window to see the sun in the far distance which was currently being shadowed off by a stack of clouds. The deepness of his thoughts were cut off by the sound of his voice from across. “Only about an hour left until we reach the train station.” “We’re moving along quicker than I had expected,” Shinichi said. “The trip seemed much longer the first time around.” “I thought you were asleep for most of that time.” “I was.” “While we’re on the topic,” Dick said. “You never did tell me about the insightful information you mentioned.” “What?” “About the guy in disguise,” Dick reminded. “You said there were some things about him that were alarming even before you were notified about the situation.” “Oh yea, that’s right,” Shinichi said. “I had almost forgotten we were to go over that.” “So what were going to say?” “Like I mentioned before, there was something off about him,” Shinichi said. “It started on the train to Metropolis.” “What happened?” “While on the train he had left his seat for a period of time.” “For what?” “He claimed it was to stretch his legs,” Shinichi replied. “I’m betting he was on the phone with someone, setting up what was to come.” “That’s a possibility.” “I have no idea what,” Shinichi continued. “Chances are we haven’t seen the full extent of what this guy set out to do.” “How long was he gone on this little stroll of his?” “I don’t have an exact length.” “Why not?” “I wasn’t awake when he initially left his seat,” Shinichi replied. “I only saw him upon his return.” “Do you at least have an estimation for how long you were out?” “Unfortunately not,” Shinichi replied. “Time was one of the last things on my mind at that time.” “Besides the incident on the train was there ever another time he took off?” “Yes,” Shinichi confirmed. “Something did come up while at the library.” “Did he leave you alone for a large margin of time?” “No, but he did take a call,” Shinichi replied. “When I asked who had called he claimed it had been a friend of his.” “That doesn’t give us any leads to what he has planned.” “My thoughts exact.” “How long did this conversation of his last?” “It was brief,” Shinichi replied. “Only a mere half minute, if even that.” “Makes you wonder who he could have been talking with, and about what.” “The chances of us finding out the answer to that is slim to none,” Shinichi said. “The only way I see us figuring that is by finding the person who was in disguise.” “As unfortunate as it may be you’re probably right,” Dick said. “On another note, what happened the second day?” “I returned to the library of course.” “At any time did you see him that day?” “No, he was already gone when I awoke,” Shinichi replied. “But the night before we agreed we’d meet at the same spot.” “And he never showed.” “That’s right.” “Was there anything else unusual that took place that you can add?” “There was something,” Shinichi said in response. “Someone that I met.” “When was this?” “When I returned to the library the second day,” Shinichi replied. “I met a man who went by the name Tasol.” “What was so alarming about this man?” “By the way he perceived himself,” Shinichi said. “It wasn’t just that, it was all too convenient.” “What do you mean?” “Shortly into our conversation I came to learn that he was a detective of sorts,” Shinichi replied. “One who does a lot of traveling.” “Similar to yourself in some ways,” Dick said. “Were you able to confirm if any of his claims were true?” “Not completely,” Shinichi replied. “But he did have three missing persons reports with him at the time.” “That’s not much.” “But he did say he worked for the police department at some point.” “Now that could prove useful,” Dick said. “We could run a search when we return, if what he said is true we’ll know.” “I thought that’s what you would say.” “And how much did this Tasol guy learn about you?” “Besides a clear visual of me, nothing,” Shinichi replied. “After learning about the deception surrounding the disguised man I decided to fiddle up a background of my own when he asked about me.” “Nice going,” Dick commented. “How long did the two of you talk for?” “Somewhere between three to ten minutes.” “When did he end up leaving?” “After receiving a call from someone,” Shinichi replied. “Someone he claimed he needed to meet with.” “We’ll run a search on this guy the first thing when we return.” “That sounds good to me.” Shinichi said. “Tasol, the man in disguise,” Dick said. “If they are truly associated, why the set up?” “That’s for us to find out.” To Be Continued