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The small boy looked out the car’s windows in boredom, rain splattering rhythmically on the roof as Doctor Agasa swerved side to side, trying to cut through traffic
“Look out!” Jimmy yelled in the passenger’s seat, Agasa swerved to the right to avoid the stray dog crossing the road
“That was close” the professor said, laughing nervously
“Yeah, a little too close!” Jimmy exclaimed “Would you slow down a bit, please!?” Conan sighted, attempting to zone out the argument between the two
“I should have grabbed something to read…” he mumbled, shuffling to get comfortable and fighting the urge to butt into the conversation
“How did they convince me to go get them…?” Jimmy mumbled to himself “It’s raining like crazy out there. They could have stayed in the hotel across from the airport till tomorrow”
“You know how your mother is Jimmy” Agasa said nonchalantly “She probably couldn’t wait to see you again.” That sentence snapped Conan out of the childishness he was acting under for a second
“Why isn’t doctor Agasa suspicions about this?” Conan thought, glancing over to the passenger seat “I mean Jimmy… Wait, why was I suspicious of Jimmy again?” the seven-year-old mulled over that for a few minutes, but his muddled memories blocked out his previous suspicions “Ah, guess it was nothing” he said out loud
“You say something Conan?” Jimmy asked, turning around to meet the smiling face of his cousin
“Nope” he said cheerfully “Why would I suspect Jimmy of something? He’s an awesome detective! But, now that I think about it, he hasn’t had a lot of cases lately. Guess Uncle’s taking most of it” he thought, smiling a bit.
*Schreech! *
“Aaagh!” Conan yelped as the car screeched to a halt, doctor Agasa grumbling something “The heck was that?” he glanced out the window
“Looks like a crash happened up ahead” Agasa said, sticking his head out the window
“If you hadn’t stopped, there would be another wreck” Jimmy mumbled under his breath, making Conan giggle. “Well, we might as well get comfortable” the detective said irritably “We’re gonna be here for a while.” After twenty minutes, Conan felt like he was going to slowly die of boredom
“I’m so booooored” Conan whined, completely ignoring the childishness of the sentence. He struggled to keep his eyes open
“I know, Conan” Jimmy said “Cars still aren’t moving… At this point, I’d say it’ll be faster to walk over” the child rubbed his eyes, attempting to wake himself up
“So, wha- “the miniature gumshoe was cut off when the car in front was smashed into by a red sports car, followed by the sounds of sirens
“EVERYONE KEEP YOUR DISTANCE!” a woman’s voice screamed, a squad car pulling up next to the yellow beetle as a wounded man, wearing a tattered lab coat crawled out of the car in front of them.
“Conan, stay here” Jimmy said, opening the door and running over to meet the police officers “Officer Miyamoto?”
“Kudo?” the officer asked “What are you doing here”
“Tell you later, what’s going on?” the detective inquired, pointing at the guy who crawled out of the car
“We suspect the guy works for a car theft ring” Miyamoto explained “We were following him when he skidded off the road, must be the rain. Someone go check how the people in that car are!” Conan opened the car window and looked over to the crash
“That guy looks familiar…” Conan muttered as a police officer grabbed the man’s arm
“Come on, get up!” the officer said, pulling the man up to his feet
“Of course sir” the man said in a familiar tone “But I think you have the wrong man”
“Felix!” Conan yelped, getting the attention of the man
“Uh?” Felix asked, looking over to the boy surprised “Do I know you?”
“Felix?” Miyamoto asked “The guy that murdered his boss a week ago?” the seven-year-old nodded in response as Felix stared at the officer in surprise “That’s not possible, he’s still locked up. Give me a minute, I’ll ask” she said as she pulled out her phone
“I’m sorry, I believe you’ve confused me for someone else” he said in genuine confusion as he looked over Conan, whistling “Well, that’s interesting situation…”
“Interesting!?” Jimmy growled “What are you talking about!? What’s interesting about my cousin!?”
“Oh, I’m afraid you wouldn’t really understand” the man said in an apologetic tone “Or believe me for that matter”. Officer Miyamoto walked over looking confused
“Okay something’s wrong” she said, keeping her eyes on Felix “I called the prison, Felix is still in his cell”
“What?” Jimmy said “That can’t be right, he can’t be in two places at once!”
“Oh, I wouldn´t say that detective” he said calmly “But I did tell it was a mistake, this is my first time in trouble with the law” the boy looked at him confused as he continued “But, seeing what happened to you, you’re in surprisingly good condition”
“What are talking abo-“ Conan groaned and fell backwards into his seat as blood dripped from his nose, his eyes burning
“Conan!” he heard Jimmy yell as the car door swung open “Conan, can you hear me?”
“Augh” the boy moaned, his head buzzing as Jimmy sat next to him and lifted him onto his lap
“Oh, I take that back” Felix said apologetically as he sat down in the back of the squad car “Your looking pretty bad”
“Shut up already” the officer said, slamming the door shut
“Okay, let’s take him to the station” Officer Miyamoto said “I’ll call you if we figure out anything about him being registered incorrectly”
“Alright” Jimmy said, placing his hand on Conan’s forehead “Okay, no fever this time. I’m taking you to a doctor tomorrow, this is the second time this happened”
“Okay Jimmy” Conan mumbled, closing his eyes as Jimmy wiped the blood of his face. The teen detective sighted, shaking his head and looking at the professor in the front of the car.
“Augh” the seven-year-old moaned, sitting up as the old yellow beetle pulled up to the Tokyo Airport
“Oh good, your awake” Jimmy said, exhaling “I was worried for a second there”
“What… happened? *Cough Cough*” Conan asked in raspy voice, his throat extremely dry
“You passed out. Here” Jimmy said, passing him a bottle of water, which Conan drunk from greedily “Feeling a little better?” Conan nodded slowly as he emptied the bottle “Good. I’m still taking you to the doctor later, but at least we won’t have to go to the emergency room. I think their getting sick of seeing me over there” Conan chuckled a little at the joke, despite his throbbing headache, his spirits were high
“That was pretty funny” Conan thought, playing a little with the empty bottle “Wait… I thought Jimmy was gone on a big case, wasn’t he? Something about a poison and- “his train of thought was interrupted when the professor stopped the car
“Come on, Conan” Jimmy said, opening the car’s door for him
“Alright” the boy said, hopping onto the street, stumbling to the ground as the world around him turned into a mess of color, lights and noises. He grasped his head as he felt someone pick him up “Wha…”
“Oh you are definitely going to the doctor” Jimmy said, putting the kid on his shoulders
“Put me down Jimmy” Conan mumbled, lightly swatting the top of the teen’s head
“I know you hate being carried like this Conan” Jimmy said, ignoring the light smacks “But, I don’t want you to get worse”
“Humph” the boy fumed as the grown-ups laughed “Okay, so where are mom and dad?” Jimmy looked up at Conan, genuine confusion on his face
“Umm Conan, we came to pick my pare- “
“JIMMY!” a high-pitched yell hit their ears as a youthful woman bear hugged the detective, nearly knocking Conan off his shoulders
“Mom!” Jimmy yelled as Conan hugged his head to regain his balance “Take it easy!”
“Sorry honey” Vivian Kudo said, realizing her vice grip on her son “I missed you a lot, that’s it” Conan couldn’t help but stare at Vivian, his stomach suddenly rebelling against him
“Jimmy” he croaked, blood dripping from his nose “I don’t feel so well…” Jimmy grabbed Conan and looked his over. Vivian walked over and put her hand on the little boy’s face
“Conan, your burning up!” she gasped, grabbing the child from her son’s arms “What’s wrong sweetie?”
“My tummy hurts…” Conan groaned, ignoring the words he spoke “Jimmy said we were going to see a doctor after this”
“Yeah, that’s the idea” Jimmy said “He’s been like this for a few days.”
“Alright, that’s a good idea” Vivian said “Go help your father with the briefcases” the teen nodded and ran to help Booker. She looked over the small boy and frowned “What happened Conan?” the little boy blinked his eyes slowly and looked at her, taking a minute to realize she was talking to him
“I dunno” he mumbled “Can you put me down please?” she shook her head
“Not until you tell me what happened” she said, staring at his eyes “Come on Conan, you don’t want Uncle Booker to ‘interrogate’ you?” Conan stiffen up, more blood spouting from his
“Uncle Booker….” he repeated slowly “That’s not right… is it? AUGH!” he grasped his temples as the world around him melted into colors
“Conan!” he heard someone shout, but he couldn’t tell who “Get me a phone!” the little boy attempted to speak before he lost consciousness.
