Ohayou! Sapphire Nightshade here! Happy late Thanksgiving! I've lost track of "updating" time for my stories. I don't remember if the last time I updated has been a week yet or 2 weeks or what or not. I guess I'm not doing the scheduled time anymore. I'll just update once the next chapter is ready. Well, now that Thanksgiving is over, we're getting a Christmas tree today! ^_^ Anyway, I've gone off topic. Enjoy the next chapter!
Chapter 12: Pillow Fight
Conan looked around for Detective Mouri. He found him next to Inspector Megure, trying to convince him that one of the suspects was the culprit, but to no avail as the inspector provided evidence against his deduction. Unfortunately, as Conan had done his sweeping look, he saw Raiden watching him closely. He didn't really want to do use his watch to solve the case in front of the shrunken phantom thief, but there wasn't much he could do about it. If he tried leading the police through the case, the suspects might get restless and convince the police to let them go for now.
Unfortunately, he had no choice besides Heiji, but it seemed as if he had disappeared somewhere. He aimed his watch at the unsuspecting detective. Once the projectile hit him, Detective Mouri immediately felt woozy and tired. He stumbled backward in the middle of a sentence and collapsed into a sitting position, legs crossed, leaning up against the wall directly behind him. Conan quickly hid nearby and set his bowtie to the setting of the detective's voice.
"It seems I have waited long enough," Conan said through the bowtie.
"Eh? What do you mean, Mouri-san?" Inspector Megure asked.
"Have you solved it?" Detective Takagi asked.
"Aa," he replied. "Call the suspects over."
After everyone gathered around, Yamasuki-san said, "What's this about? Have you found the culprit?"
"Aa, I have."
"Then who is it?"
"The culprit, Yamasuki-san, is . . . anata da!*"
"M-me?" he replied, "Y-you've gotta be kidding me. How could I have done that?"
"Simple. I take it you've had a grudge against Sawamura-san for a while now, after he improperly repair your car, causing your daughter to pass away in a car crash?"
Yamasuki-san gritted his teeth. "So?" he asked.
"The incident was written off as an accident, so you decided to punish Sawamura-san himself. You called him to this alley, where you stabbed and killed him. However, you wanted him to suffer and made him bleed to death. He tried attacking you back and managed to scrape your hands. Then you ran away, discarding the knife, until you were found by the police and brought here."
"Hah, interesting deduction," Yamasuki-san replied. "Except for one thing. Did you forget that I have an alibi?"
"You're alibi is fake."
Yamasuki-san narrowed his eyes. "Oh really? How so?"
"First of all, you said something strange when you said why you had gone across town to get a pineapple."
"I said that I was preparing a party for my friends."
"Hai, but why would you be buying the food for the party before even telling them that you were planning the party?"
"But surely that's not enough to-"
"Look at the pictures," he replied. Everyone looked down at them. "Yamasuki-san, I have noticed that you're a right-handed man."
"So what hand is the person in this picture holding everything in?"
"K-kore wa . . . !" Inspector Megure said. "This person is left-handed!"
"Aa, sou desu. Yamasuki-san, you sent someone to disguise as you while you committed the murder. Unfortunately, you didn't know that that person was left-handed, and the pictures that confirmed your alibi have also destroyed it."
Yamasuki-san clenched his teeth. "It's not my fault!" he yelled. "That fool car repairman had it coming for him! He murdered my daughter! It's not my fault!" His voice quieted. "It's not my fault," he repeated, collapsing onto his knees.
Detective Mouri woke up after the police had arrested Yamasuki-san and carried him away.
"Great work, Mouri-san!" Inspector Megure said after Kogoro yawned and rubbed his eyes.
"Hah? What happened? Did I solve another case again? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" he laughed.
Conan just sighed and shook his head. He walked out of the alley and met Heiji and Raiden.
"Where were you?" Conan asked Heiji.
"Raiden-kun here said he wanted to see what you would do," he replied.
"And you let him?"
"Well, you two will have to get along eventually. Why not start now?"
"But like this . . ."
"Heh, nothing less from Tantei-kun," Raiden interrupted. "So that's how you normally use those gadgets."
Conan glanced at Raiden suspiciously but said nothing.
When they got home, Ran said, "Mou, where were you guys? You suddenly ran away."
"Gomen, Ran-neechan," Conan replied, "demo, we just got back from solving a case."
"Otousan solved another case?" Ran asked.
No, Conan wanted to reply. I did. However, it was through him.
"Oh, Heiji didn't solve it this time?" Kazuha asked.
"Heh, I didn't get there in time," Heiji replied. "He beat me to it."
Raiden noticed that even though Heiji's words were implying that he was talking about Detective Mouri, he was looking at Conan when he said it.
Sonoko walked up to them. "Come on guys," she said, "We've been waiting for you so we could eat lunch!"
"H-hai," Conan replied, following the others into the kitchen.
At the end of the day, Conan and Raiden were in their room, already ready for bed and about to go to sleep. Conan was reading a book he had read many times over and seemed to be bored. He had the light on to read, which was preventing Raiden from getting any sleep. Well, it didn't look like the shrunken detective cared whether he read the book or not, and Raiden didn't feel like going to sleep either, so he stealthily fluffed up his pillow. Without warning, he flung it at Conan's face.
"Gah!" Conan exclaimed. Surprised at the sudden pillow-in-the-face, he got up and glared at Kid. "What was that for?!" he asked.
"Oh, come on, Tantei-kun," Raiden replied, "You've gotta loosen up. Like Hattori-san said, if we're going to get through this we'll have to be able to get along."
Conan sighed and gave the pillow back to the shrunken Kid. "We can get along tomorrow, I'm tired."
But instead of replying, he just threw the pillow back at Conan even harder. Then when Conan looked at him, Raiden grinned.
"Alright, that's it!" Conan yelled, pelting Raiden with extra pillows.
Raiden laughed. "That's more like i-!" he managed to say before getting a pillow in the mouth. Then he started attacking Conan back. They kept throwing the pillows back and forth, barely managing not to make things fall off the shelves, both of them laughing.
Suddenly, Raiden got hit by a pillow going strangely faster than the others. When he recovered, he saw Conan crouched on the ground with his hand near the sneakers that he must have just put on.
"Hey, that's cheating!" Raiden said. Conan smirked and kicked another pillow his way. Raiden barely managed to avoid it and it slammed into the wall. A few seconds later, their door opened.
"R-Ran-neechan," Conan managed weakly, stopping his arm midthrow.
"What are you guys doing?" Ran asked. "Everyone's trying to go to sleep!"
Raiden smiled sheepishly. "Gomen-nasai, Ran-neechan," he replied.
"Go to bed you two," she said.
"Haaaaiiii," they replied reluctantly. When she left, they started picking up the pillows and got in bed. Conan turned off the light.
A few seconds later, after they had relaxed, Raiden whispered, "Just for the record, I won that game."
"No way!" Conan replied, "I definitely hit you more!"
"Yes, but at the end you used your sneakers, which is cheating and automatic forfeit."
"Who said that?"
"Also, you're the one who caused Ran to come in and stop us."
"Hai, hai, whatever," Conan sighed, "But I'll get you next time."
Raiden smiled. "I'm sure you will," he replied. He waited for a reply but none came. Conan had fallen asleep, and Raiden soon followed him.
*Not sure if I need this or not, since he says it in every deduction, but "anata da" basically means "is you". So actually I said "the culprit is is you". Oh well, not that it matters much.
Yes, I know the left-handed thing has been used before, but it's hard enough coming up with a case. Give me some slack, especially since this is the first one I've ever written. Also, I'm aware of several holes in this that would have pointed immediately to Yamasuki-san, such as the blood being found on the culprit should have been immediately discovered as Yamasuki-san's, and his skin would be found under the finger nails of the victim, who scratched him.
That scene at the end was fun to write :D I definitely smiled when writing it, and it was important as it broke the tension between Conan and Raiden. I just wonder what's gonna happen if the two become normal again and Kid is doing his heists. What will Conan do?