The Detective Prince
A Plan Set
Nothing but silence filled the room.He sat there for minutes after being escorted to the room, waiting for the arrival of the man he had come to see. There was no trouble with the delay in his mind, even welcoming the silence that came with the wait. The moment he least expected it the door to the room cracked open from behind.
"I appreciate your patience." James said entering the room.
"No worries, I haven't been waiting all that long to tell you the truth," Heiji said. "Besides I'm in no hurry."
"I'm glad that's the case," James said. "I'm sure you know why I asked to see you."
"I have a good idea."
"I thought you might," James said. "First I'd like to start off by thanking you for the footage obtained."
"I'm glad I was able to provide that for the investigation."
"I talked with your friend."
"Yes, the officer from Keystone City who helped set up those cameras for you."
"Oh yes," Heiji said sitting up in his seat. "That's right."
"Be sure to thank him for me the next time you see him."
"The main reason I asked for your attendance was to inform you about tomorrow's meeting," James said. "I'd like for you to be there."
"What's the meeting for?"
"We'll be giving a full run down of information to the whole unit surrounding Kaitou Kid."
"I see," Heiji said quickly catching on. "You want my input."
"Is that too much to ask for?"
"Not at all."
"I figured you'd be up for the task," James said. "The time of the conference begins at ten thirty tomorrow morning."
"Already sealed away, I'll be there," Heiji assured. "But I must ask, what is it you'd like me to say?"
"I want you to take charge," James replied. "You obviously know this guy better than any of us, anything you may know will be useful."
"Are you saying you want me to take center stage in this investigation?"
"There's no clearer way of putting it," James confirmed. "Are you up for it?"
"If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I never turn down a case."
"Then it's stamped in stone," James said. "Which means I better get started on preparations for tomorrow."
"Anything else you need from me for the time being?"
"For now no, you're free to go."
"Then I'll see you tomorrow."
With that he stood up from the chair, drawing his hands from his side before making his way for the door.
"Oh, and one last thing."
He stopped just inches shy of the door, turning at the sound of his voice.
"What is it?"
"Tomorrow we make it official."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see when the time comes," James replied. "Good day detective."
He was unsure of what to take away from this. He then turned back for the door, shutting it as he stepped out.
After ten heart wrenching minutes the task had finally been seen through. He grabbed hold of it, raising a brow at what he felt. The small device was then lowered down into the bag that laid at his side, zipping all contents away before making his way out. It didn't take long for him to do so.
"Nothing but a cheap ploy." Dick said dropping down to the ground once more.
"What do you mean," Tim asked. "Where's the bomb?"
"In the bag," Dick replied. "It was nothing of concern."
"What are you saying?"
"If it had gone off at worst it would have blew maybe an extra five yards into the hole."
"Not exactly your ordinary big bang."
"I knew right away something was wrong when I retrieved it from the wall," Dick said. "Its weight, it wasn't what you would expect for a lethal explosion."
"Mind taking it out," Tim asked. "I'd like to have a look at it myself."
"As you wish."
He repositioned the bag on his shoulder, bringing forward before zipping it open.
"Here it is." Dick said reaching in to grab it.
"Thanks." Tim said taking it into hand.
The next seconds spent were taken examining the bomb uncovered. The light weight was apparent almost instantly. He then turned it to the back side where the wires could be seen that had been taken out of place during the process.
"Find what you were looking for?"
"No, but I did find what was to be expected."
"What were you expecting to find?"
"That has yet to be determined," Tim replied. "We won't be able to answer that until further examination, which is why I'll be taking it to Bruce to have a look at."
"Why," Dick asked. "There's no more use for it."
"Maybe not, but that doesn't mean there isn't a deeper significance," Tim said in response. "One which isn't visible on the surface."
"Can't argue that," Dick said. "Would you like a ride there?"
"Don't bother, I'll catch a taxi," Tim replied. "Besides one of us needs to stay here and set up surveillance, do you have any equipment in the car?"
"Of course," Dick replied. "Leave it to me, I'll have this place wired down in no time."
"With any luck the person who set this all up will return, and then we'll have them on camera."
"While I'm at it I might as well head down to the other end of this underground path," Dick said. "No telling what might be lurking down the other side."
"I can only imagine," Tim said before reaching into his pocket. "Nearly forgot to return this to you."
"What is it?"
"The SSC." Tim said handing it back to him.
He took that time to place the device into the bag along with the rest of the bomb kit that he had brought along.
"Need your light back as well?"
"You can hang on to it," Dick replied. "I brought down the spare remember."
"I'll call you and let you know if anything is uncovered once I've finished my search of this place," Dick said. "Including the other end."
"Then I'll leave you to that." Tim said before turning back for the tunnel.
"Good luck with that bomb."
He took off with nothing further needing to be said, holding the light out in front as he headed down the dark path.
The tempo had drastically changed from the time he had begun the cross referencing process. Each sheet looked over took at least five minutes to dissect. No words had been spoken between the two since this had started. Interested in any progress that might have been made he laid a hand down to the table to try and gain his attention.
"So what do you think?"
Nothing was said in response, not even a gesture to show acknowledgement.
"He must really be into this whole research thing, I better leave this one alone for the time being."
He leaned into the chair for further comfort, figuring it would be a long wait before all was completed. It wasn't long after that he peered over once more to see him looking over at him.
"Did you say something?" Shinichi asked finally looking his way.
"Oh.. yes," Conner replied. "I was wondering how things were coming along."
"My view on things has widened significantly," Shinichi admitted. "But there still seems to be something missing."
"It's all too erratic," Shinichi began. "The first element to consider is the several different backgrounds, there is no set age for who might receive one of these unexpected heart attacks."
"The information you were able to gather does help to a degree, that I'm not denying."
"I thought it might," Conner said. "And were you able to conclude anything from this information?"
"As insightful as the files may be it didn't provide too much more than we already knew," Shinichi replied. "Four out of the sixteen entries I've gone through thus far show that the victims had prior heart complications before suffering the fatal one."
"That defiantly gives you the vibe something is causing this outbreak."
"That's been my belief since day three."
"I'm going to go through the rest of these files," Shinichi replied. "Once that is completed I'll set up our next branch."
"That makes it sound like you might have a plan."
"So from what you've observed, what would you say tempted these heart attacks?"
"I can't say for sure," Shinichi replied. "At least not yet."
"There has to be a cause… but what."
"The sooner we find out, the better."
"Something I think we can all agree on," Conner said. "How long do you think it will take you to get through the rest of those files."
"Not sure, but I'm moving as fast as I can."
"Whatever pace works for you."
"You don't have to sit around here you know," Shinichi said. "After all it might be awhile before I finish getting through the rest of this."
"I have no problem waiting, there's nothing more I'd like than see this thing through."
"Let's hope there's a positive solution to come."
"I have a feeling there will be."
Dust had collected through the hours of the day, leaving him with something to do as the evening began to roll around. He had finished with the kitchen counter, lowering the dust cloth as he made a move for the door. The doorbell could be heard at that very moment.
"This is unexpected, I wonder who could have come for a visit at this time of hour."
Not wanting to keep them waiting he exited the kitchen, heading straight for the front door. He jerked it open to see him standing on the other side.
"Hello Alfred," Tim greeted. "I hope this isn't a bad time."
"Most certainly not," Alfred said. "Come on in."
"Where's Bruce?" Tim asked upon entering.
He turned at the sound of his voice, finding he had just come from the book room.
"Glad I was able to catch you on such short notice."
"How did things turn out at Mount Zomoph?" Bruce asked.
"That's exactly why I'm here."
He then reached into his jacket, pulling out something he was unable to identify at first glance.
"What is that?" Bruce asked.
"A disarmed bomb," Tim replied. "Dick and I discovered it while investigating the underground site you told us about."
"Now that was unexpected, what were the circumstances?"
"It was set to explode in less than eighteen hours."
"What would have been the span?"
"Not harmful," Tim replied. "It was planted in a wall that had already had been opened with an explosion."
"How deep was this hole in length?"
"A good couple yards in," Tim answered. "It was almost as if someone was making a path of some kind."
"But if that were true, why have a timer set?" Bruce stated.
"Is there anything else of significance you have to report."
"From what was uncovered on the surface, no," Tim replied. "But we did take some photos which I'm assuming Dick will go through some time tonight."
"Where is he now?"
"Before departing he had the intent on bugging the place in the case the one who left the bomb returned."
"A move I think we can all agree is warranted." Alfred said.
"It wasn't just the bomb," Tim said. "But the positioning of where it was."
"Where was the location of where you found it?"
"Underground," Tim replied. "Right beneath the center of the amusement park."
"That's very ironic."
"It makes you wonder more than anything."
"May I have a look at the bomb?" Bruce asked jumping back into the conversation.
"Of course," Tim replied walking. "That's what brought me here to begin with."
He held out his hand to accept the deactivated bomb, taking those first seconds to examine it.
"Think you'll be able to find out the time for when it was originally set?"
"No doubt," Bruce replied. "But of course I'll have reactivate it."
"Great," Tim said. "Though I'm not sure how much significance it will present to our investigation."
"Every detail matters as it stands," Bruce said. "On another subject have you heard from Shinichi, I haven't been able to get in contact with him since arriving back."
"He's with Conner."
"What's he doing with him?"
"Working the case of the heart attacks," Tim informed. "The original plan was for him to come to me."
"Come to you for what?"
"It appears Conner has some additional information surrounding the case," Tim replied. "When he wasn't able to get a hold of me he had the intent of coming here to present the information to you."
"I see," Bruce said. "And where are they now?"
"You would have thought he'd have let one of us know where he was going before taking off."
"I'm sure there was a reason for that."
"When you spoke with him were you given details on the information collected?"
"I didn't actually speak with him," Tim clarified. "Everything given to me was through a message he sent to my phone."
"Have you tried reaching him since you received the message?"
"Of course," Tim replied. "Didn't get a response though, that must just mean they're busy."
"I wouldn't doubt it."
"So what now?"
"Contact Dick and ask him for an update on his searches."
"In the meantime I'm going to go and begin my examination of this bomb." Bruce said before turning for the other side.
"Wait," Tim said stopping him in his tracks. "What about the blood collected from Shinichi, have the results come back?"
"Not yet, but I'm working on it," Bruce replied. "And it's not just that we need to stay on top of."
"Finding and apprehending Pamela."
The final file had finally been placed off to the side, relived he had finished with the examination. It didn't take long for him to take notice.
"You're finally done."
"Yet there's still no defiant answer to what the cause is."
"I was afraid that'd be the case," Conner said. "What do you plan to do now?"
"There are a couple actions we're going to need to take," Shinichi replied. "The first is to widen our view on things."
"There's a lot that could mean."
"What I meant is that we need to look into other areas," Shinichi elaborated. "We've been so fixated on their medical histories and x-rays taken, I think now would be a good time to make a loop on what we should be focused on."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Similarities," Shinichi replied. "Maybe something several of the victims shared in common."
"Yes," Shinichi replied. "Anything ranging from work environment to daily routine."
"That's not going to be easy to figure," Conner said. "Especially with the amount of victims there are to account for."
"I realize how time consuming this will be, but it's one of the few options we have yet to exploit."
"It seems you've got it all figured," Conner said. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Yes, there's an important call I need to make to a good friend of mine," Shinichi replied. "If it's not too much to ask do you think I could use your phone?"
He reached into his pocket, tossing him the phone within that instance.
"Will I be able to reach someone long distance?"
"You're good to go." Conner said giving him the nod.
There was no waiting to come, instantly dialing the number to the person he sleeked.
"This might just be the opening we're looking for."
The time had come where all was finalized on what he was to wear come the nights beginning. He made the decision to turn off the TV, wanting to keep a clear vision on things to come. The sun could clearly be seen making its round to the other side by this time, making him more anxious than before.
"You've been pacing in that same dreadful path for the past hour," Konosuke stated from where he sat on the bed closest to the door. "I don't see the problem in you having a seat."
"And that requires the unnecessary movement?"
"Maybe not," Kaito said in partial agreement. "But it has helped with the process of me dissecting what must be done moving forward."
"And what is it you plan on doing," Konosuke asked pushing for further information. "Ever since last night you've gone dark on the matter."
"With the G3 Power Emitter things weren't quite as complex."
"I don't understand?"
"The newly given task," Kaito continued. "The contractor once me to obtain some device known as a, 'Networks Pivotal Equalizer'."
"Yes I know," Konosuke said. "You told me after receiving the information yourself, but you still haven't told me where this item is located."
"That's the thing, I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know where it is," Konosuke questioned. "It's obviously a high prized piece, shouldn't the location of something of that caliber be documented?"
"True, but it was misplaced while being transported between two cities," Kaito informed. "Between here and Chicago."
"Stolen would be the exact description," Kaito clarified. "Though it did turn up once more after that incident."
"And where was that?"
"At an auction," Kaito informed. "One which was held not even a mile from here."
"Are you saying the one to have taken the device sold it?"
"It wasn't just one person, but a group," Kaito informed. "The Networks Pivotal Equalizer wasn't the only thing taken, but everything else that had been stocked."
"Stocked," Konosuke questioned. "Where was this stuff when it was taken?"
"In the truck all accessories were being transported in," Kaito replied. "It was at night after the truck had been parked in a reserved area that their move was made."
"You seem to know a lot about this."
"I've been keeping tabs."
"Does this group you mentioned have a name?"
"The Sonnue," Kaito replied. "One of the lesser known gang groups from the south side of the city."
"And they were the ones to auction off that device?"
"But why steal all that stuff only to turn around to sell it within a blink?"
"There's always money to make," Kaito said in response to this. "I don't think you need a better explanation than that."
"You might be right," Konosuke said. "In any case where is this device now, do you know who came out as the lead bidder?"
"I do not."
"That puts a notable dent in the process."
"It's true that I may not know who purchased it, but the list is limited."
"All in attendance at the auction were street dealers," Kaito informed. "Which means there's a chance it's mixed in somewhere in the neighborhood."
"Let's say this is true, how do you plan on finding it?"
"Like I said before, I'm going to have to take another approach," Kaito said. "With the city aware of Kaitou Kid along with the current circumstances this is the best option."
"You said you plan on going dark," Konosuke said. "You still have yet to tell me what you plan to do, your only hint coming from your choice of clothing."
"Isn't it obvious," Kaito said. "It's a means of folding into the fold."
"You don't mean?"
"Yes, it's time to expand on our connections," Kaito said. "It's time I became one of them."
To Be Continued