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The Detective Prince

Chapter 35

Experimental Lab

It sprung free with the turn of the knob, splashing down to the back. Tim reached across his body while pouring the jell to his hand, trailing it along his hair to further spread it. He washed up for another few minutes, shutting it off once satisfied. He stepped from the shower drying up.

"What an evening, hadn't done something like that in a long time."

He sat to the end of the bed after getting into his night clothes, looking to the clock which read thirty after ten. He sat for another minute before deciding to shut out the lights. As he fell back to the pillow his phone began to vibrate to the desk, he reached over answering the call.

"Tim it's me."

"Sonoko," Tim questioned. "What are you still doing up?"

"I tried calling Ran when I got home, but she didn't answer," Sonoko stated. "Is she with you?"

"No, she's not," Tim replied while sitting up. "How long ago did you call her?"

"About two hours ago," Sonoko replied. "I've tried calling several times afterward."

"Maybe her phones just dead."

"I called the house too, Kogoro doesn't know where they are either." Sonoko informed.

"They," Tim questioned. "Are you saying Conan and the others are missing to?"

"None of them arrived home," Sonoko confirmed. "I'm so worried, do you think something may have happened to them?"

He didn't reply at first, so many scenarios running through his mind.

"Try and get some sleep," Tim advised. "I'll see if I can get a hold of them, I'll call you if I do."

"Ok, but you better make it fast."

"Of course," Tim spoke. "I'll call you as soon as I hear or find out anything."

The two finally hung up, leaving him to the silence of the room. He started off with the most obvious move, trying to call Conan. He wasn't surprised when he got no response.

"And here I was hoping for a good nights rest," Tim thought while standing from the bed. "Don't have any leads, but I better get started right away."

He walked over to the closet door, sliding it open. He then reached into the far back corner, pulling the large steel box into view.

"Time to go hunting."

Tim unlocked the box with the turn of the key, taking it into his hands. He was suited within the minute, heading back to the place they might have been seen last. He stood to a building overlooking the outside of the amusement park, watching as cars drove below.

"There's got to be something here," Red Robin said turning to another direction. "Someone had to have seen something, there were six of them after all."

He dropped to a lower roof, noticing something sitting to a wall in an alley.

"What's that?"

Red Robin glided into the dark, touching down a few feet away from the item which had caught his sight. He walked over, looking down to find a two sandwich bags with both containing three phones. There was also a paper bag next to them. He kneeled down, immediately recognizing one of the phones.

"That's Shinichi's," Red Robin thought lifting up the bag to the left. "Along with the rest of theirs."

He strapped all three bags to his belt while swooping back to the roofs.

"Looks like they may have been abducted, which means time is now a factor," Red Robin said. "Whoever left their phones behind didn't want to be tracked, but why?"

It was becoming more complex by the minute. Foul play had occurred, but where had they been taken to. There were no witnesses or leads, and time was of the essence. At this point he knew it'd be best to seek assistance, there was no telling what could be going on.

"I hate to bother him at a time like this with all that's been going on, but if I don't someone could get hurt...or worse."

Red Robin arrived to the spot after minutes of swinging, using his zooming system to get a visual.

"Can't move in just yet," Red Robin said leaning to the ledge. "Kogoro's in there with him, no doubt regarding the whereabouts of his daughter."

He waited for a few minutes to pass, watching as Kogoro exited the room. That was his cue, extending his arm out with the release of the grappler. Red Robin hanged from outside of the window, sliding it up while dropping to the ground. He looked away from his desk, not surprised to see him one bit.

"I had a feeling you'd come," Juzo said turning in his seat. "I take it you've heard the news?"

"I found this near the theme park they spent their evening at," Red Robin said removing two of the bags from his belt. "They were left behind in an alley."

"That sure does put a twist in this case," Juzo said. "How'd you know they spent their night there anyway?"

"I have my ways of finding out these things inspector," Red Robin replied. "Those bags were sealed, I didn't bother opening any of them."

"So, you want me to give them a look?"

"Chances are you won't find anything, especially being the fact their abductors left them behind," Red Robin stated. "But it doesn't hurt to try."

"Besides any unknown finger prints what else should I be looking for?" Juzo asked.

"Anything out of the ordinary," Red Robin replied. "Try and make it fast, who knows what they could be in as of now."

"What about you," Juzo asked. "How do you plan on going about this?"

"I'm still contemplating that," Red Robin answered. "But with time being a concern, I may have to do something I'd prefer not to."

"Try not to do anything that will further put you in the spot light." Juzo advised.

"Don't worry Megure," Red Robin assured. "I don't plan on it."

Someone approaching from the hallway can be heard, causing Inspector Megure to turn back in his seat. The foot steps stopped, a light knock coming to the door.

"I guess you better get," Juzo began only to see he was already gone. "Going..."

He pushed up from his chair at a second knock, walking over and opening the door.

"Miwako, what are you still doing here?"

"I was just going over a few notes on the latest case," Sato replied. "I thought I heard voices, is there someone in there with you?"

Juzo took a step back, allowing for her to come in.

"There's no one in here but me," Juzo said. "You probably overheard me talking with Mouri a few minutes ago."

"What was he doing here so late?" Sato asked out of curiosity.

"Ran along with Conan and his friends are missing," Juzo informed. "No one has seen or heard from them since they left the Trex amusement park."

"I'll get right on it." Sato said

"Good, but first you'll need a few details."

Time continued to pass, the clock ticking past eleven. He sat on top of the tower, coming to a decision on the matter at hand. It didn't take long, realizing what he had to do.

It went to the answering machine for a fifth time, becoming more and more concerned with every minute that passed. He stood up from the computer chair, pacing to the living room floor.

"Maybe I should try calling Shinichi again, if he's up he'll answer."

Disappointingly he gained the same results, sitting down to the couch. He found himself in this position for awhile longer, hoping to get any kind of response. No such thing happened. He began dialing once more, tension spiking to its peak.

"Don't bother Doctor, she's not going to answer."

He popped up from the sofa with the phone dropping from his hand.

"Who's there?" Hiroshi questioned with a turn.

Then he saw him, standing atop the railing to the upper floor.

"I think you know the answer to that, Agasa."

"You're, you're that Red Robin aren't you?"

He dropped down from the railing, landing with a thump.

"I don't understand," Hiroshi said. "Why are you here?"

"This may sound a little strange, but." Red Robin began with a slight pause. "I need your help."

"My help," Hiroshi asked in surprise. "What is it you need with me?"

"I think this will makes things a lot clearer."

He stepped further into the light while reaching to the top of his head, sliding the cowl back.

"Tim, you're Red Robin?"

"I don't usually let people in on my secret that easily, but I need your trust," Red Robin stated. "I told Shinichi not to tell you, or anyone else for that matter."

"So he's known all along?"

He nodded in response.

"But he's in trouble, along with the rest of the Detective Boys."

"That would explain why I can't get ahold of them," Hiroshi said. "Do you know what happened to them?"

"They were abducted and whoever took them left their phones in an alley," Red Robin informed. "That's why you weren't able to contact either of them."

"So why come to me," Hiroshi asked. "If you weren't able to find them, then what makes you think I can?"

"Simple," Red Robin replied. "You're the one who created their detective badges if I'm not mistaken, if that's correct you should be able to pin point a location."

Dr. Agasa turned for the computer with the snap of his finger.

"You're right," Hiroshi said. "We'll know of their whereabouts in no time."

He followed him over to the computer, both waiting for it to load up. It didn't take long for it to do so, siting a location in the minute that followed.

"Look at that, it's only five miles from here." Hiroshi said.

"Good for us, it won't take very long to get there."

Hiroshi reached over to the side of the mouse, grabbing a small device with a grid to it.

"Take this with you," Hiroshi said handing it to him. "It will take you directly to them."

"Thanks, I won't be long."

"We don't know what the circumstances may be," Hiroshi said. "Do you think we should let the police in on this."

"Trust me," Tim assured. "I can handle this."

"What about Ai," Hiroshi asked. "Do you plan on telling her?"

"I'd rather not, the least people that know the better," Red Robin replied. "I'm sure you have several questions, ones we'll have to put on hold for the time being."

"I understand."

Red Robin turned away, ready to head to the site where they were being held. He watched him walk, one last question lingering to his mind.

"You said you wanted my trust," Hiroshi spoke causing him to look back once more. "What made you believe you could trust me?"

He smiled, sliding the cowl into place.

"Kudo trusts you with his life," Red Robin acknowledged. "That speaks a lot in my book."

Those were the final words spoken, taking off through one of the opened windows to the upper floor.

"Good Luck." Hiroshi whispered standing to the center of the room.

The vibration carried through the walls, making its way to the ground in the seconds that followed. His finger tapping to the ground was the first movement he had made in the past hour, opening his eyes. All was painted white, from wall to wall, ceiling to ground.

"Where are we," Conan asked pushing up to see his friends standing over him. "How'd we get here?"

"We don't know," Mitsuhiko replied. "We woke up here just like you."

"Where's Ran?" Conan asked noticing she was missing from the group.

"Whoever brought us here must have put her in another room." Genta said.

He walked over to have a seat to the wall, trying to remember all that had happened leading up to this very point. Ai joined him.

"When we were back there, why did you take off running?" Ai asked.

"I saw him again, the man who had the briefcase," Conan replied. "When I turned the corner he was nowhere to be seen, that's when I was hit from behind."

"I see."

"What about the rest of you," Conan asked. "How'd you all end up in this situation?"

"We went running after you, only to come across some kind of smoke," Ai replied. "All I remember from there is falling to the ground."

"Any idea on how we're going to get out of here?" Mitsuhiko asked walking over.

Using the wall as leverage Conan got back to his feet, giving the layout of the room a further look. The door to the right was locked shut, no handle to the inside. That became out of the question as a means of escape. He then looked to the back wall, noticing a small vent a few feet from the ground.

"There," Conan pointed. "If we can get that vent opened we might be able to escape."

"Great find Conan." Genta said heading that way.

The dizziness from earlier returned, placing his hand to the wall to keep balance.

"Conan are you feeling ok?" Ayumi asked.

"I'll be fine," Conan replied. "It's probably just from the hit I took."

They watched as Genta gave Mitsuhiko a boost up, waiting to see if he could get the vent open.

"It's to tight," Mitsuhiko stated. "Any ideas on how we're going to get it open?"

"Step aside." Conan instructed.

Genta brought him back to the ground, the two quickly running behind him.

"What do you plan on doing?" Mitsuhiko asked.

He pressed down to his belt, letting one of the inflatable balls fall free. The clicking of his enhanced shoes finished it off, plowing the vent inward. Conan fell down to a knee, finding it difficult to breath.

"It looks like you're suffering from more than just a hit to the head." Ai stated.

"Maybe he's just sick." Ayumi said.

"Don't worry about me," Conan said quickly recovering. "I'm fine."

"So which one of us is going to crawl through that vent?" Genta questioned.

"I will," Conan volunteered. "I'll go around and unlock the door once out."

"You don't look like you're in any condition to do so," Ai disagreed. "I'll go instead, you stay here and rest."

"Be careful Haibara," Conan warned. "There's no telling who may be lurking around out there."

"And I'm fully aware of that," Ai said walking for the vent. "I won't be long."

Mitsuhiko and Genta helped her up, watching as she crawled away. They waited for minutes to come, not a word spoken in the time that passed. Conan looked to his watch, trying not to become worried. A slight crack could be heard, the four turning to the door. It slowly pushed open to reveal Ai in the entry way, signaling for them to hurry. They did as instructed, the door closing quietly behind them.

"Where are we?" Ayumi questioned looking up and down the hall.

"Looks like some kind of hospital." Mitsuhiko said.

"Haibara did you see anyone walking around?" Conan asked.

"Just up that way," Ai confirmed. "They went into a room, locking the door behind them."

"What were they wearing," Conan asked. "That may give us an idea on what this place is."

"They had on these full body suits, helmets and all," Ai replied. "I'd say whatever is going on here is something they don't want others knowing about."

"You said you saw them walk that way, that means we'll go right." Conan said.

"What if they see us?" Ayumi asked.

"Let's not think about that," Conan replied. "We'll adjust to whatever comes our way."

They stayed close to the wall as they walked. Conan peaked around the corner after making it to the other end, looking back to the others with a nod. They slowly stepped around the corner, tension rising at the sound of someone coming from one of the rooms.

"Quick, in there." Conan instructed.

They took to an empty room, hiding right behind the opened door. Someone casually walked past, all of them sighing out in relief.

"That was close." Ayumi said.

"A little to close." Mitsuhiko added.

"Come on, we have to keep moving." Conan said pushing up.

"How do you know where the exit is?" Genta asked.

"We don't." Ai replied stepping around him.

They continued to move cautiously, knowing if they made even one wrong moves they could be spotted. Conan took another right with the others doing the same, heading down a pair of steps. Once reaching the bottom they couldn't help but be filled with joy, looking up to the red sign which read 'Exit'.

"We found it!" Ayumi said jumping up and down.

"Shh, we don't know what could be beyond this door," Conan whispered. "For all we know they could be out there."

"Sorry." Ayumi apologized.

Conan looked back to the exit, slowly nudging the door open. He breathed out, thankful to see no one was there.

"We're clear." Conan informed.

The five of them walked out, letting the door close behind them.

"Is that a parking lot over there?" Genta pointed.

"It sure is," Mitsuhiko said looking around. "But I don't recognize this place one bit, where are we?"

"We don't have time to discuss," Conan said. "I want you all to hide to the bushes over there."

"What about you?" Ayumi asked.

"I'm going to go and find Ran," Conan replied. "She's still in their somewhere."

"Are you sure that's a good idea," Ai questioned. "You seem to be running on a half tank."

"I'll be fine," Conan assured. "Just make sure you guys aren't seen."

"Yes sir." Mitsuhiko said with a salute.

They did as he said, heading over and hiding amongst the bushes. Conan waited for them to be securely hidden, closing the door tightly behind. He made his way back up the stairs, staying close to walls like he previously had.

"Where," Conan thought to himself. "Where could they be keeping her?"

It was faint but he could still feel it, the same vibration before soaring right past where he stood. Conan continued his advancement into the unknown, finding his eyes to become rather sore. His legs began to give out, putting a hand to the wall for a quick breather.

"I've never felt like this before," Conan thought. "So cold inside, hands numbing up."

He brought a hand to his forehead, wiping the cool sweat away. His throat became dry in that instant, coughing out in return.

"My muscles, feels like they're pushing inward... so much pressure."

His heart rate continued to increase by the second, tumbling down to the ground. He laid there, feeling the pain surging through his lungs.

"What's happening to me?"

Several minutes had passed as they waited, becoming impatient of the unknown.

"I can't stand the suspense," Mitsuhiko said. "How long does he plan to keep us waiting?"

"Conan said not to worry," Ayumi reminded. "He probably hasn't found her yet."

"Lets hope it doesn't take to long," Genta said. "I can't wait to get as far away from here as I can."

Ai hadn't said a word since Conan had taken off. She was not only worried about Ran but Shinichi as well. His eyes... there was something wrong.

"He hasn't come back yet, and it's been over five minutes."

She closed her eyes in the moments that followed. Birds could be heard chirping to the trees behind, reopening them to face the others.

"I think we've waited long enough," Ai said pushing up from the grass. "I'm going in to check on Conan, no matter what happens stay put."

"But what if they already got him," Ayumi questioned. "If you go back in they could get you too."

"I don't plan on that happening," Ai replied. "But time is running short, the sooner we leave the better."

"Are you sure you want to go alone," Mitsuhiko asked. "Someone could watch from behind."

"It's better this way," Ai answered. "I won't be but a few minutes, so stay right here."

With that she walked around the bushes, heading back to the door from where they had come. She opened it once more, looking back to make sure the others were out of sight. Once clear she stepped in, gently closing the door.

"Now to find Shinichi."

Ai trotted back up the stairs, following the same trail he had taken. The sound of foot steps and laughter sprang clear to her direction,quickly taking to an empty closet to the right. She hid there for a few moments, listening as the two men walked past.

"That was close."

She slid the closet door open, continuing on her path. She arrived to the end of the hall, finding herself with a decision to make. Left or right? Ai looked to the right, seeing a dead end to the far end of the hall. She then turned to the left, a very darkened path with very few lights to guide the way. Through the side of her eye she caught sight of something, taking a step forward.

"Is that what I think it is?"

She was hesitant at first but moved further into the dark, quietly inching in to what grabbed her attention. She kneeled down once reaching it, confirming what she had believed.

"These are his clothes, but why would he take them off?"

A slight sound came from behind, startling her with a turn. She then saw him, emerging from one of the many dark empty rooms.

"Shinichi you're...you've reverted back," Ai said in surprise. "What happened?"

"I don't know, but I was lucky to find a pair of clothes to that room," Shinichi replied. "It was so different this time."

"What do you mean?"

"The transformation, the symptoms even." Shinichi answered back.

"So tell me," Ai said pushing up from her knees. "How do you feel?"

"Still light headed," Shinichi stated. "Feels like I haven't slept in days."

He brought a hand to his neck, feeling his temp had lowered slightly.

"Do you feel good enough to help locate Ran?" Ai asked.

"I'm not one hundred percent," Shinichi admitted. "But this will have to do, don't want you going alone."

She smiled while turning away from him.

"Then let's go, who knows what kind of situation she's in."

"We'll continue down this hall," Shinichi said coming to her side. "I overheard a woman talking on the phone as she walked by, stated she was heading for holding cells C."

"Then that's our best bet," Ai agreed. "Lets hurry, who knows how long the others are willing to stay put."

Shinichi nodded, both continuing down the dark hall.

They had remained quiet for the most part, observing the night sky through the trees that surround them. Mitsuhiko continuously looked to his watch, Ayumi nervously tapping her feet to the ground.

"We've waited for minutes now," Genta finally spoke. "If she doesn't want us to go in we could at least contact her through our detective badges."

"Good idea." Ayumi said looking over.

"I'd have to disagree with that," Mitsuhiko said. "We don't know what's going on in there, we could jeopardize her location for all we know."

"I guess you're right." Genta said bummed out.

They sat in silence once more. The sound blasted clear past, gun fire going off to the other side of the facility. Which was quickly followed up by screams.

"What's going on?" Ayumi questioned.

"Sounds like someone is shooting," Genta said in a trembling voice. "What if Conan and the others are over there?"

"We can't just sit here and do nothing." Ayumi said.

"You're right," Mitsuhiko said standing straight. "We'll head that way but lets stick to the bushes, that way it keeps us hidden."

"Good plan." Genta seconded.

There was no turning back, they had their minds set on finding out what was taking place.

They knew it was coming, crossroads, a choice to be made. Shinichi looked from one way to the other, then down to Ai.

"Haibara, which way are you thinking?"

"I think it would be best if we split," Ai replied. "We can cover more ground."

"It's to risky." Shinichi said in disagreement.

"Do you want to find her or not?"

It took him a few moments to come to accept her plan.

"If anything happens you contact me right away, ok." Shinichi stated.

"Don't be so naive," Ai said turning for the left. "You're the one less than half yourself."

He watched as she walked, heading in the opposite direction after a few seconds.

"She has a point."

He could feel the soreness to his legs as he walked, having the urge to fall over with every step. He didn't allow himself to do so, he had to find her, that blocked out anything he felt. The sound of something breaking to a room he approached caused him to stop.

"What was that," Shinichi thought. "Sounds like someone dropped a glass jar."

What he heard next left him motionless. The release and swinging of swords, the cries it received in return. This didn't last long. Within seconds the automatic doors to the room slid open, a gas of some kind flowing straight toward him. He took down to a knee, immediately coughing out. It filled into his lungs, his eyes burning as a result.

"What is this stuff?"

He looked up through the clearing gas to see two figures head from the room, wearing black uniforms which resembled that of ninjas with gas masks to their mouths.

"There shall be no survivors," One shouted pulling a sword from behind. "He's mine!"

He lunged forward with the blade tight in hand, a voice taking over any action he was to take.

"Stop," A third man instructed stepping from the room. "This ones not to be touched."

Shinichi looked over, watching as he removed the gas mask from his mouth. He wasn't like the others, taller, no ninja attire of any kind. He slowly walked over, looking down to Shinichi who struggled to keep his eyes straight. He smiled in the seconds that followed.

"Why kill the others, but not this one?"

"Look at him... very carefully," He stated. "This is that boy who's been parading around with Red Robin for the past few weeks."

Shinichi froze at this, feeling his right hand touch to the ground.

"Are you sure," The other questioned. "From what I heard he was supposed to be in the body of a child."

"Indeed, but this is him alright," He said more than positive. "I've seen his face enough to know."

"Is he a pupil of the great detective as well?"

"No," The large man replied. "But the Demon's Head wants him alive for his agenda, and we'll see to that."

"As you command Ubu." One of them said.

"Besides we have what we came for," Ubu said holding up a small bag filled with a green liquid. "We go, now."

Shinichi watched as they walked away, more confused than he had been before. Ubu stopped in his tracks, looking back to Kudo one last time.

"The woman you seek is just around that corner," Ubu informed. "First door to the right, hope to see you soon... detective."

With that he and his two accomplices disappeared into the darkness of the halls. He leaned to the wall for support, taking back to his feet.

"Who were those guys," Shinichi thought to himself. "And more importantly, what could they possibly want with me?"

Shinichi made his way past the first door, catching sight of four dead men to the ground. He looked away, continuing to where he was told she'd be held. Just as said, he opened the first door to the right.

"Ran!"

She lay close to the back wall, not responding to his call. With the energy he had left he made his way over, kneeling to her side.

"Come on, we have to get out of here," Shinichi said shaking her. "Ran, wake up."

He gave her another shake, pleased to see her eyes slide open.

"Shinichi is that you?"

He reached for her hands, helping her to her knees.

"Am I dreaming?" Ran questioned with the rub of her eyes.

"You're dreaming not," Shinichi assured. "How do you feel?"

"Tired," Ran replied. "Where are we anyway, did you bring me here?"

"It's a long story," Shinichi said slightly pushing up. "We really need to get out of here, can you walk?"

She attempted to sit up, finding it very difficult to do so.

"Great, she must have inhaled whatever I did."

"It's no use, I'm to weak," Ran said. "Can you please tell me what's going on?"

"Trust me when I say I don't have time to explain," Shinichi answered reaching for her hands once more. "Here, let me try and help you up."

She nodded, gathering what strength she had left to stand. Half way up she stumbled forward, Shinichi catching her in his arms while landing back to his knees.

"Are you ok?" Shinichi asked.

"Sorry, my legs just gave out on me." Ran replied bringing her head from his right shoulder.

"To weak to carry her, now what?"

He looked to her, feeling deep down she was expecting him to be the one to find a solution to this, that sparkle in her eyes captivating him. Ran did the same in return, keeping her eyes leveled with his. The tension spiked, both their heart rates taking to another level.

"Shinichi..."

"Ran..."

Without realizing, they found themselves leaning toward the other, their eyes closing within inches.

They'd finally made their way around the building, keeping to the bushes as planned. The gun fire continued, the three of them peaking out to see a group of about five armored men shooting away.

"What are they aiming at?" Ayumi whispered.

"I have no idea." Mitsuhiko replied.

"There," Genta pointed as something darted through the air. "They're shooting at whoever that is."

Both Ayumi and Mitsuhiko looked as well.

"It's a man," Mitsuhiko said getting a clear view. "But how is he moving around like that?"

They watched as he quickly went through all five men, dashing from one side to the other, snapping each and every one of their necks. He stood to the center of where the bodies lay, looking to the sky. He wore a pair of ripped dress pants with a long white jacket to his upper body. Beneath that was a black under shit, a name tag pinned to the left side of his jacket.

"By the way he looks you'd think he's some kind of doctor." Genta said.

"But why did he kill those men?" Ayumi asked.

He began to sniff the air, as if he was searching for something. This frightened them just a little. His head sprung their way, all three of them looking directly to his eyes.

"What's wrong with him," Mitsuhiko questioned. "His eyes have taken on the form of some kind of lizard."

He darted their way, causing the three of them to scream out. They turned to run in the opposite direction only to have him jump over and block their path. He licked his lips, revealing his sharp edgy teeth.

"Let's go the other way!" Genta yelled as they took off.

"If we can somehow manage to get inside we might be safe." Mitsuhiko said as they continued to run.

"He's gaining on us!" Ayumi said looking back.

He jumped forward, knocking the three of them to the ground. Genta rolled to the side of the building, knocking over one of the trash cans. He looked up to see the man leap down toward him. Thinking quickly Genta grabbed the trash can top, holding it out to shield himself. He landed over him, scratching at the trash top.

"Guys, a little help!"

"What are we supposed to do?" Ayumi cried out.

"Look," Mitsuhiko pointed. "Up there!"

Ayumi looked up to see him swinging down, launching himself from the grappler with a punishing kick to the back of the head which sent him flying.

"Red Robin!" Both Mitsuhiko and Ayumi yelled together.

"Get behind me." Red Robin instructed down to Genta who still lay to his back.

He did as told, joining back to Ayumi and Mitsuhiko who watched on with high anticipation.

"Is that really him?" Genta asked.

"In the flesh." Mitsuhiko confirmed.

He pushed up from where he lay, flashing his teeth over to him. Red Robin ignored this, running over and exchanging a few blows with him. He jumped back, keeping his ground.

"Who is this guy... a meta perhaps?"

He charged over, Red Robin taking his stance.

"Gotta end this quick," Tim thought. "Can't mess around to much, especially not with the children present."

Red Robin stomped his back foot to the ground in preparation, the man jumping at him with high force.

"Got him."

As he flew in Red Robin flipped over with the swing of his staff, catching him to the back of the neck. Ayumi was the first to begin clapping, ecstatic to see the creature fall to the ground.

"Did you finish him?" Mitsuhiko asked.

"I got him in a sensitive spot," Red Robin replied. "He's not moving for at least a week, and that's even pushing it."

Genta was still to stunned, not sure what to say. Using his foot he rolled the man to his back, reading the name tag which was clipped to his jacket.

"Doctor Feltonn huh," Red Robin thought. "Looks like an experiment might have gone completely south, that or there's more going on at this place than I know."

He then turned back to the others, walking over to the three.

"I want you guys to stay right here," Red Robin stated. "I'm going to go in and get the rest of your friends."

"How did you know we were here?" Ayumi asked.

"I... I sensed you kids were in trouble." He quickly came up with. "It's one of my many super powers."

"Wow, that's so cool." Genta said.

"Remember what I said, stay right here."

Just as he turned to head in the door pushed open, the four of them looking over to see Ai walk out.

"Did you find Conan?" Ayumi asked.

"We were worried about you." Mitsuhiko added in.

Red Robin put a hand up, signaling for them to keep quiet. There was something wrong, he could see it in her eyes. She advanced a few steps further before she fell blank,toppling to the ground.

"Stay put, I'm going to go check on her."

He picked her up once reaching the body, checking her breath rate.

"Shallow, what could have caused this?"

He brought a thumb to her eye lid, forcing it up to check her eyes.

"There's defiantly something in her system."

He took her back over to where the others sat, placing her down to the sleek grass.

"Is she ok?" Genta asked in concern.

"Do you know why she fainted like that?" Ayumi asked.

"I'm not sure," Red Robin replied. "She may need medical attention, but that'll have to wait."

"Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?" Mitsuhiko questioned.

"To much risk," Red Robin stated. "The best thing any of you can do is watch your friend, I'll be back before you know it."

They had finally given in, watching as he headed for the door, from which she had come. Once in he coughed out, taking in the fumes that roamed the air. He reached for his belt, bringing a mini gas mask to his mouth.

"Looks like I have an answer to what happened to Haibara," Red Robin thought to himself. "Didn't recognize the scent, but toxic none the less."

He reached to his side pulling the tracker into view, sighting a location.

"Kudo's not far from here," Red Robin thought. "Better hurry, who knows how much of this stuff he's inhaled."

Red Robin hustled down the halls, getting closer and closer to where the detective badge wait. He came to a stop once reaching the door, swinging it to the side.

"Great, there's Ran and..."

Tim slowly made his way over to see the two a few feet apart, lying unconscious.

"So... this is Shinichi Kudo."

Ran suddenly moved, peaking up at him before slowly falling back under. He reached down to pick them up, placing each of them to one of his shoulders.

"Now to get out of here."

They were surprised when he had arrived back so soon, holding Ran over his shoulder.

"I told you I wouldn't be long."

"Where's Conan?" Genta asked.

"He took the back door out," Red Robin replied. "Said he was going to contact the police."

"Why didn't he just come with you?" Ayumi asked.

"The signals better on the other side," Red Robin made up. "I have somewhere to be, the police will be here shortly so stay put."

"We will." Ayumi said.

He turned away, heading back for the building. Once inside he picked up Shinichi from where he laid him, clicking down to his ear piece.

"Agasa, this is Red Robin," He radioed. "Call the police, I'm done here."

"Right away."

The night had came and gone, the mission a complete success. Through it all he had gained much more insight than expected.

He sat back, looking to the screen. Every move was calculated, pre determined. Within the minute he had won the third match in a row, receiving a phone call in response. He picked it up, a smirk to his face.

"I guess online chess just isn't your thing."

"Nonsense, we both know you rigged the thing with your little antics."

"What a way to down play my skills," Tim said in response. "Don't be such a sore loser Bart, I've had your number for the past eight times we've played."

"I know you have your tricks," Bart stated. "We'll just have Conner watch next time, no way you're fooling the two of us at the same time."

"And he'll see just how bad you really are." Tim jokingly said.

"Betting it's the other way around, on another note," Bart began. "When are you coming back, it's been pretty dull around here without having someone ordering us around."

"Thanks Bart," Tim said in acceptance of his humor. "Not sure to tell you the truth, but I'll let you know whenever that may be."

"Cool, gotta go," Bart said. "Don't forget, my rematch clause is in full affect."

He hung up before he could say another word, Tim placing his phone back to the desk with the shake of his head. He removed the game from the screen, looking back to the results he had gained through running the tests. He could hear him slightly move, turning back to see his eyes open.

"I see you're finally awake." Tim said.

Shinichi looked down, finding he was laid out to a steel table.

"Where's Ran," Shinichi asked. "Is she ok?"

"She's fine," Tim stated. "Last time I checked she was still asleep, nicely tucked in under her own sheets."

"How long was I out?"

"About eighteen hours," Tim replied. "I must say, I was a little shocked when I first saw you."

"Any idea on how I reverted back?" Shinichi asked.

Tim pulled the drawer to his side open, placing the Yin/Yang box to the desk.

"Like I said earlier, their were radioactive components found in this box," Tim said. "Whatever little was left must have slowly affected you over time."

"So are we any closer to finding out what?"

"Thanks to your little transformation I was able to diagnose one little small detail," Tim replied while looking back to the computer. "Taipan venom, very monstrous stuff."

"Taipan venom?"

"Belongs to that of one of the most poisonous snakes, those guys are dangerous," Tim answered. "I found small traces of it in your system, the way it's regulating through your body is already amazing in itself."

"Should I be concerned that you seem to be more excited about this venom stuff than actually saving my life," Shinichi questioned. "I swear you're such a geek at times."

"Relax, I've already dished up a little something to remove it from your system," Tim said grabbing the syringe with the connect of the needle. "It will clean out all you breathed in, you'll feel better in no time."

"And he just proved my point."

"Ran and Ai had traces of it in their systems as well," Tim informed. "That Yin-Yang box must relate to that place some how."

"Do we know who runs business there?"

"The guys hosting a public meeting tommarrow, already made reservations to be there," Tim said. "So tell me, what happened?"

Shinichi took a deep breath, explaining everything that had happened leading up to their abduction.

"You should have told me you saw something going down." Tim said crossing his arms.

"I'm sorry, it just didn't quite register to me at the time."

"It's ok," Tim said. "One of the affects of that toxin was slowing of the brain, hallucination also being a possibility."

"Did you breath in any of the gas?" Shinichi asked.

"Just a little, but I've already taken the antidote," Tim replied. "Besides that, what happened in there?"

His mind was that of a blur, trying to trace back all what had happened. It came back to him piece by piece.

"There were these guy," Shinichi recalled. "Two of them were wearing ninja outfits, lead by this big guy, bald, well over six foot."

"Did any of them work there?"

Shinichi shook his head from left to right.

"They only came for something, killing a few men in the process," Shinichi said. "They knew who I was, even mentioning you."

Tim was taken back by this.

"Did they happen to say their names?"

He couldn't remember, shaking his head once more.

"But they did mention a... Demon Eye," Shinichi said. "I think that's the guy they work for."

"Demon Eye... never heard that one before."

"That's strange, those guys seemed sure they knew you."

Things fell silent to the room, Tim bringing the syringe to his hand.

"I saw you two laying close together," Tim said. "So tell me, anything happen between you and Ran?"

He froze, looking down to the ground.

"Come on, I promise I won't say anything."

"She was to weak to stand, so I tried to help her up," Shinichi began. "Me being drained myself couldn't stop us from falling back down."

"This is getting good," Tim remarked. "Please continue."

"She... she said she was sorry for falling over," Shinichi stated. "Then we looked to one another."

"Then what happened?"

"We got closer, so close... couldn't breath," Shinichi said. "I knew it was wrong, trying to pull away."

"Enough with the circles, could you get straight to what happened already?"

"I... I... blacked out."

"What?" Tim asked lifting a brow.

"I said I blacked out."

"Huh, should have known." Tim said rolling up Kudo's sleeve with a grin.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Shinichi asked.

"Isn't it obvious," Tim answered. "It confirms you're nothing but a prude."

"What, that not true." Shinichi denied.

"Stop moving so much," Tim instructed. "Don't want to mess up the injection."

Shinichi rolled his eyes, feeling the cool needle penetrate the skin.

"There," Tim said taking a step back. "You'll be better in no time."

"Will I still be me?" Shinichi asked.

"Afraid not," Tim informed. "Unfortunately the antidote will wipe clean all the components which reverted you back in the first place."

"Guess that was wishful thinking on my part."

"We still have a lot of work ahead," Tim said. "With the samples we've gained, I should have a full rundown of what was in that box come the end of the week."

"Great, at least we accomplished something out of this whole ordeal."

"Now lay back and get your rest," Tim stated. "Your body needs it more than you may think."

Shinichi did as instructed knowing he'd be back to square one when he awoke. Tim took back to the computer chair, sitting back in thought.

"Kudo and Haibara split when they were in that place, could she have seen something of importance," Tim thought. "The toxins she took shouldn't have affected her to that extent, looks like we'll have to have a word with her when she awakes."

To Be Continued

The Detective Prince

Chapter 36

Test of the Chase

That coldness from within was gone, pushing the blanket from over himself to find he was back in his own bed. He reached for his face, pushing up at the feeling.

"My glasses, where are my glasses?"

He looked to the side of the pillow, and there they lay.

"Phew, had me worried there for a second." Conan said placing them on.

He then looked to see his school clothes sitting to the side, noticing he had thirty minutes until class was to begin.

"What can I say, it was fun while it lasted."

Conan dropped to the ground, grabbing his clothes in a hurry. He was in no way interested in being late to class. Once done he left the room, making sure he had everything he required.

"Not you too." Kogoro said watching as he headed for the door.

"What do you mean?" Conan asked bringing a hand to the knob.

"After what happened I thought you kids would want to stack it here for the day," Kogoro replied. "What's missing one day of school going to do anyway?"

Conan laughed in response.

"We only have two days left until the weekend," Conan stated. "Besides I'm pretty sure my friends are going too."

"Huh, have it your way," Kogoro said sitting back. "If it were me I'd camp it out here."

Conan turned back for the door, exiting with the shake of his head. It was a slow walk there, still thinking about the events of two nights ago. Who were those three men, and what was it they wanted? But more captivated to his mind was something that had happened, something he had not been truly truthful about. He arrived to the front of the school to find most of his friends waiting.

"I told you he'd come." Ayumi said.

"Hey Conan, how come you didn't join us after you called the police?" Genta asked.

"They... told me to stay put from where I stood."

"That explains that," Mitsuhiko said. "I presume you met Red Robin as well?"

"I sure did, he's the one who lead me out the other side." Conan stated.

"Have you heard from Ai," Ayumi asked. "I tried calling her this morning but she didn't pick up."

"She's probably just asleep," Conan replied. "I wouldn't be surprised if she stays home for the day."

"Hey, maybe we could head over after school." Mitsuhiko suggested.

"Sounds good to me!" Ayumi yelled in agreement.

"I'm not busy, I'll go to," Genta said. "What about you Conan, are you going to come?"

He nodded.

"We'll all go together."

Ready to begin the day, the four of them headed for class.

They sat to one of the many tables, going back and forth on their little agreement. Many walked past, Sonoko looking up just as Ran took a seat to the side of her.

"There you are," Sonoko said. "I called you this morning, how come you didn't answer?"

"My phone was up at the station," Ran replied. "I didn't get it back until five minutes before coming here."

"So what happened?"

"I.. I don't remember much, my mind was so clouded." Ran said.

"But you had to have remembered something, right?"

"He was there... Shinichi."

"Shinichi was there," Sonoko questioned. "Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

"Isn't that the guy you mentioned at the park?" Tim asked from across the table.

Ran nodded.

"So, what did he say?" Sonoko asked.

"We didn't have much time to talk," Ran answered. "He kept on saying we need to hurry, almost as if someone was coming after us."

"I wonder what he could have meant." Tim said acting clueless.

"How'd you get out?" Sonoko asked.

"I don't remember," Ran replied. "The last thing I recall was when we, we..."

"We," Sonoko questioned. "What did you do?"

"Never mind," Ran said with the turn of her head. "Most of what happened is a blur anyway."

"The good thing is you're safe," Sonoko said placing a hand over hers. "You had me so worried."

Tim smiled at this. Sonoko noticing glared back.

"What were you two talking about before I came over?" Ran asked.

"Tim here was in talks of backing out on what we agreed on," Sonoko stated. "Says he's to busy to help me with my chemistry grade."

"Here's some advice," Tim said. "How about paying attention to Mrs. V instead of everything else when class is underway?"

"Fine, but you still owe me at least one sit down session."

"To bad mashed potatoes aren't on the menu today." Tim jokingly said.

"What did you just say!"

"Can't the two of you get along," Ran calmingly asked. "At least for one day?"

He was one of the first out when the final bell rang, making his way to the school yard. His friends joined him shortly there after.

"That was a pretty quick day considering." Mitsuhiko said.

"Conan did you catch up with all the notes you missed yesterday?" Genta asked.

"Yea, I jotted down all the important stuff," Conan replied. "Haibara's the one in for a treat."

"Or we could just make her a copy of our notes." Ayumi said.

"Most defiantly," Mitsuhiko agreed. "I'm sure she'd appreciate that."

They skipped along, making their way down block to the next. Once there, they came to find the gate opened. Dr. Agasa stood to the front of the door, waving over to them.

"Doc what are you doing out here," Conan asked as they approached. "Expecting someone?"

"As a matter a fact I was," Hiroshi confirmed. "It's good to see that all of you were able to make it."

"Where's Ai?" Ayumi asked anxiously.

"She's inside resting," Hiroshi said opening the door. "Why don't you all come in, I'm sure she'll be pleased to see you."

They accepted his proposal, walking in one after the other. There she was, laying to the couch. Her eyes peaked open at the sound of them approaching.

"How long have you been laying there?" Mitsuhiko asked.

"For much of the day." Ai replied.

"I see you have your stuffed rabbit with you." Ayumi pointed.

Ai looked to her side, noticing it sitting to the upper corner of the couch.

"I didn't even see it there." Ai said reaching for it.

"So how are you feeling," Conan asked. "Compared to that of yesterday?"

"Better I suppose, still rather tired though."

"Conan," Hiroshi called out after closing the front door. "Can I speak to you alone for a moment?"

"Of course," Conan replied before looking to the others. "I'll be right back you guys."

He followed him over to the computer where Agasa took a seat to the chair.

"So tell me Shinichi, how do you feel," Hiroshi asked. "I heard about your most recent transformation."

"Haibara told you, didn't she?"

"No, it was actually Timothy who let me in on your most recent episode." Hiroshi informed.

"What," Conan exclaimed. "Tim told you?"

Ai looked over at the rise in his voice level.

"Not only that," Dr. Agasa continued. "He told me everything, even about his alter ego."

"What about Haibara," Conan asked glimpsing over to her. "Does she know?"

"No, he asked for me not to tell her."

"Guess that makes the both of us," Conan said dropping his hands to his pocket. "So how did he go about telling you?"

"Tim informed me that you had been abducted along with the others," Hiroshi stated. "He came to me in hopes of us tracking you down through your detective badges."

"So that's how he was able to find us." Conan said feeling enlightened.

"I'm afraid I don't fully understand Conan," Hiroshi said. "What exactly is it that he does when donning that mask?"

Conan thought about this for a second, trying to find the simplest answer he could possibly come up with.

"He's technically a super hero, if you wanna call it that," Conan finally answered. "That's the best way to think of it."

"Where is he now?"

"Not sure."

Conan brought the phone from his pocket, calling him on the spot.

"Hey, where are you?"

"On my way to that press conference," Tim replied. "Why, is something wrong?"

"Agasa was wondering," Conan said. "What do you hope to find out at this little thing?"

"Don't know what to expect, but I'm interested to see who this guy is," Tim stated. "Any chance you can have a talk with Ai?"

"What about?"

"I'm wondering what she might have seen while in that place," Tim replied. "Any information you're able to gain could be helpful."

"May have to hold off on that request," Conan said looking over. "She's kinda the center of attention with the others right now."

"Don't stress it, whenever the opportunity arrises you can take it," Tim said. "I'll call you as soon as this conference ends."

"I'll be waiting."

He hung up with those last words, looking back to Agasa who stood from the chair.

"So where is he?"

"On his way to a conference being held outside of the facility we were held in."

"Not surprising," Hiroshi said. "After something like that occurs it calls for a public showing."

"Conan we're going to head to the park," Genta said walking over. "Are you going to come?"

He looked up to Agasa then back.

"You can count me in."

Ai slid down from the couch, taking straight to her room.

"I won't be long," Ai said. "I'm going to change into something else."

"Take your time, we're in no hurry." Mitsuhiko said.

The cab continued down the road, nearing to the place he anxiously awaited to arrive to. It came to a stop in the closing minute, grabbing his school bag he still carried with him before stepping out.

"Now to find where this little thing is being held."

He listened for the voices that traveled through the air, taking to the right side of the building. The lot was loaded with newscasters, security officials, and even bystanders. Tim made his way through the crowd, getting a clear view of where the podium stood.

"Looks like I haven't missed anything," Tim thought looking to his watch. "Should be starting anytime now."

Tim scoured the area with the turn of his head, catching sight of a limo coming to a stop a few yards away.

"Looks like it's show time."

He watched as the door to the limo opened, his eyes growing wide at who he saw. He still couldn't believe it, watching him head all the way up to the podium.

"Bondo Salvonte," Tim said letting his shades slide downward. "I can't believe it."

He quieted the crowd with his opening statement, everyone ready to hear what he had to say. And so it began. Most of what was said went through one ear and out the other, having a good idea he wouldn't gain any further insight on the matter. He patiently waited for the speech to come to an end, which took a little over an hour. This was it, his chance to speak with him.

"Let's hope he's up to answering a question or two."

There was a small opening, allowing for him to get a clean path to where the limo wait. He noticed him right away amongst the crowd as he walked, coming to a stop to face him.

"Timothy, what a surprise to see you," Bondo said. "What are you doing here?"

"Heard about what happened on the news," Tim replied. "I was wondering if I could ask a few questions, that is if it's ok with you of course."

"Come," Bondo said opening the limo door. "Let us go for a ride."

He smiled, accepting his offer with a step forward. They eased in, driving off to see those to the surrounding area. It was just the two of them back there, neither saying a word for the first few moments of the ride.

"I heard about that little party you attended," Bondo spoke. "I was glad to hear no one was hurt in that explosion."

"I'm assuming your sister told you."

"Silvia said you played a little detective with that boy," Bondo said with a pause. "Conan, that is his name if I recall."

"That's right."

"It seems when you two are together danger is almost sure to ensue."

"I'd hope not," Tim said resting back. "But then again, fate has it's unpredictable ways."

"I've thought that much myself," Bondo said. "Well enough about that, what is it you had on your mind?"

"I was wondering what it is exactly that is taking place at that facility."

"Research of course, regarding the interest of finding cure for multiple diseases and sickness," Bondo replied. "As you know, it can be a very slow and time consuming process."

"What about the reports on a Doctor Feltonn," Tim asked. "What happened to him?"

"To be honest, I'm not so sure," Bondo answered. "I suspect there may be someone working their own agenda."

"You mean someone within your company?"

"I can't confirm anything at this time, but I'm almost sure of it," Bondo stated. "We've had glitches throughout the system for the past few weeks."

"That doesn't sound good."

"It's something I plan to have handled within the next few days," Bondo said. "It's not something I'm to concerned about."

"Someone else working from the inside... but who?"

They had gone to the park just as planned, trying their best to forget about the events of the two past days. Conan sat to a bench over looking the park, waiting for the right opportunity for her to be alone. How things were looking, it might not be for awhile to come. At that very second his phone buzzed, taking his attention elsewhere.

"That's Ran, must be wondering where I am."

He answered it, giving her an update on his whereabouts. She informed him she would be getting home late due to another after school karate session. Conan put his phone away once finished, feeling he may have to wait additional time before asking Ai about what she may have seen.

"Conan aren't you going to come over and hang with us?" Ayumi asked looking his way.

"You look so secluded over there all by yourself." Mitsuhiko said. "Are you sure you're feeling better?"

"Of course I am," Conan said dropping down from the bench. "I was just about to head over."

"Good," Genta remarked. "Because we were just about ready to start."

"Start what," Conan questioned. "Are we playing some kind of game?"

"Trust me," Mitsuhiko said. "You're going to love this."

Conan brought a hand to the back of his head, having no idea what he had in mind.

"Why do I have the feeling this is something they completely came up with?" Conan thought.

It wasn't until five O'clock that he arrived back to the apartment. There was defiantly something going on regarding Mr. Salvonte's company, but that's not where his focus could afford to be. It was Thursday, the day the meeting at the Billian Hotel was to take place. If what Nightel said was true, this would be his chance to intersect anything that may happen while apprehending Gin in the process.

He took a seat to the chair, monitoring the video footage through the surveillance cameras he had set up around the premises a day ago. He leaned forward after seeing someone head through one of the side doors.

"That's Freil," Tim said. "But what is he doing there?"

He kept him in his sights, looking to the top videos which fed him a visual of the rooftops.

"I'm almost certain they'll have someone stake it up there," Tim thought. "Better keep a watch out, once everything is a go I'm moving in."

He continued to watch on for over an hour, it wasn't til then that he saw him enter through the front doors.

"And there's the man of the hour," Tim thought sighting Gin. "But who's the woman with him?"

She was dressed in all black just as Gin. Tim hadn't seen her before, was she a member of the organization? The two of them took to a small restaurant within the hotel. Just as he looked to his watch someone appeared to the roof, the one located north/east to the front entrance of the Billian Hotel. Tim immediately recognized who it was.

"Looks like my speech buddy Korn has joined the fray," Tim said taking note of the rifle in his grasp. "I doubt they plan on shooting for the kill, he must be there for if anything goes wrong."

One thing was still missing, the main piece to the puzzle. Michael Craig. He was the car dealer Nightel had spoken about, but where was he?

"Don't wanna move in just yet, gotta figure out how they plan on doing this."

Everything played into action in the next minute, Mr. Craig heading in through the front doors.

"Bingo, now we're in business."

Gin glimpsed up from the paper, looking to the woman who sat to the other table a few feet away. She nodded in return with the snap of her finger. Not long after a waitress to the front desk walked over, dropping a slip of paper to the table before walking off.

"What's going on here?"

Tim continued to look on, watching as she jotted down a message before tilting the end of her hat. The waitress headed back in response, taking the slip of paper with her. She took it to a table located in the back corner, placing it to where he sat alone.

"There's Freil," Tim said. "Looks like they're in the final stages of preparation, which means I better move in."

The time was ticking, and he still had no idea what their plan was. He found himself suited with just over a minute, tossing a black bag over his shoulder which carried extra contents. It was still relatively light out, so watching out for spectators was a higher priority than usual. He continued to watch the video footage through a device to his wrist, making his way to the hotel where it was all to take place.

"Almost there," Red Robin said. "Can see the hotel from here."

He glimpsed back to his wrist to see the three of them still sitting to the same place. He finally came to a stop once reaching a building to the west side of the hotel. With the use of his cowl Red Robin zoomed in on Korn from afar, looking to see he had a pair of binoculars faced to one of the many windows.

"Besides the hotel, is there any other roof tops he has a clear visual of," Red Robin said scouring the distance. "There's a building right behind, not to mention the construction site to the left."

His attention fell back to the surveillance footage, the woman dressed in black finally pushing up from where she sat. Gin kept his eyes elsewhere as she passed.

"Looks like they're making their move."

Michael Craig stood to the front desk, talking with one of the clerks. She passed by placing a small device to his briefcase, evilly grinning as she did. Gin pleased by this stood from his chair, heading out through the front doors. Freil followed after him in the minute following.

"That's strange," Red Robin said. "Why is it that she's the only one not to leave?"

That wasn't the only thing to his mind. What was it she had put to the side of his briefcase? Something that needed to be detonated perhaps? After finishing up his little chat with the clerk, Mr. Craig laughingly headed for the elevators. She responded to this, pulling some type of remote from her hand bag, walking to where the restrooms were located.

"Finally, I know what their plan is," Red Robin thought. "That would explain why she never left like the others did."

He dropped his hand to the bag over his shoulder, zipping it open with a plan in mind.

"I had planned on using this on Gin," Red Robin admitted. "But given the circumstances this could work just as well."

Time was short, moving as quickly as he could with the first stage of his little deception.

It was quiet once in, the only sound coming from those in the lobby. She looked to the remote, checking the status of where he was through it's grid-like tracking system. A few minutes passed in wait.

"Excellent, he's almost to his room."

She traced her thumb over the button to the center, pleased to see all was going as planned. The door to the bathroom swung from behind causing her to jump, shocked at who stood before her.

"Vodka, what are you doing here," She questioned as he locked the door. "Did you forget this is the women's bathroom?"

"There's been a change in plans," Vodka replied. "We're calling it off, this hit may raise too many questions."

"Your voice," She said with a step back. "You sound a little off, are you ok?"

Vodka didn't pay her comment any attention, not saying a word in return. She then looked back to the remote, getting confirmation he had arrived back to his room.

"Time to set those fireworks off." She said pleasingly.

Before she could click down to the button, the remote flew from her hand at the force of a flying object. She looked up to Vodka in confusion, the last thing coming to her eye was that of him swinging something at her, rendering her unconscious.

"Phase one is complete, now for the next stage."

They had played at the park for a little over an hour, putting their game on hold for another time. The rest of the group had gone their separate ways, leaving Conan and Ai the lone two still walking.

"So how did it feel?"

"What do you mean?" Conan asked looking up from the ground.

"You said it felt different when you transformed," Ai began. "When you reverted back did it feel different than usual?"

"I don't remember," Conan replied. "Those toxins in the air must have knocked me out, when I awoke I was back to where I am now."

"I see."

They turned at the end of the block, arriving to the street. Conan followed her all the way up to the gate, both stopping once there.

"Are you coming in?" Ai asked.

"Haven't been to the house yet, don't want Ran to get worried."

"Of course," Ai said. "Then I'll see you tomorrow."

Ai turned for the gate with Conan taking a step at her.

"Haibara can I ask you something?"

She turned back to him, giving him a nod after a slight pause.

"Back at that facility, when we parted ways," Conan began. "What happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you happen to come across something I might not have?"

"Can't say I did," Ai replied. "But I did over hear a conversation taking place inside some kind of lab."

"Did they see you?"

She shook her head from left to right.

"I hid behind a desk."

"So what did you hear," Conan asked. "Anything that might explain what they were doing there?"

"No, but I did hear them speak of some kind of merger," Ai replied. "Between them and some other company."

"Do you remember the name?" Conan asked.

"It leaves me at the moment, but I know it ended in Corp," Ai answered. "I'll see what I can find tonight."

"That would be great," Conan said. "Thanks Haibara."

She smiled in return, walking through the front gate.

"See you tomorrow Shinichi."

Conan nodded, reaching for his phone while turning to walk. He dialed his number, finding it go straight to the answering machine.

"His phone must be off, I'll have to call him later tonight."

Sirens soared through the air as an ambulance truck drove by. The sun had finally lowered down for the night, the stars shinning bright in the distance. A warm wind blew by, her eyes opening at the sound of the fading sirens. She was strapped in place, hanging upside down with the turn of her head. Where was she, some kind of construction site? It was highly uncomfortable on many levels. Her vision slowly came back, seeing him knelt down a few feet away from her. It all became clear what had happened.

"Sleeping beauty has finally decided to awake, so what's your name?"

She didn't reply.

"Fine, I'll go first," He said slightly leaning in. "I'm Red Robin, and you?"

She remained silent.

"Jeez, you're just as talented a speaker as your boyfriend Korn," Red Robin remarked. "What... does he not allow for you to talk to other guys?"

She kept her poise, not responding to anything he said.

"Playing hard to get I see, no matter," Red Robin stated pulling a phone from his side. "Found this in your pocket, according to those trying to contact you your names Chianti."

He had finally gotten to her, a look of frustration coming over her.

"I also know what your plan was regarding Michael Craig," Red Robin said. "You put an explosive to the side of his briefcase, at first I couldn't figure out why you didn't take off with the others."

He pulled the detonator from his utility belt, holding it out for her to see.

"Gave this thing a further look," Red Robin continued. "It works through wave paths, going to far off target will render it useless, am I right?"

Chianti clutched her fists, unaware to him.

"You waited for him to head back to his room, that's when you planned on setting it off," Red Robin said. "That way you'd only take out the target, avoiding as many casualties as possible."

She spat out with Red Robin dodging his head to the side.

"So predictable, though I was expecting you to try that a little sooner." Red Robin tauntingly stated.

"You're so dead," Chianti said trying to wiggle free. "You hear me, you're a dead man."

"Wouldn't try struggling if I were you," Red Robin stated. "That grapple cord is some of the best in the business, you're not going anywhere."

"Then why am I here, what do you want with me?"

"I want you to talk," Red Robin replied. "What was written to that slip of paper you two were passing around?"

"I'd die before telling you."

"I figured that much." Red Robin said pulling her phone out once.

She watched as he typed away.

"Doesn't matter if she won't tell me, might be able to get a visual through the video recordings I have."

"What are you doing?" Chianti asked bitterly.

"Sending an S.O.S." Red Robin replied. "If you won't talk to me, maybe your buddy will."

"What are you talking about?"

"Just gave Korn our location," Red Robin replied. "He should be able to see us from his current position."

"What the hell are you trying to do now?"

"You're unwilling to talk, let's see if he will."

Just as expected the rifle pointed their way. Red Robin jumped away as the first shot was fired, taking to another building with the use of his grappler.

"It's not usually smart to play with a sniper from this distance away, especially not someone as skilled as Korn," Red Robin thought. "But this is the only way it will work, by the time he realizes, he will have already fallen into my trap."

Korn continued to fire away, Red Robin gaining headway with every swing. He looked back to see Chianti still hanging in place. He landed to another building, quickly spinning off of a pole as the bullets continued to fly after him.

"That's right, keep shooting away." Red Robin thought to himself. "Not much longer, this is almost over."

As he swung to the next building his cable line was shot, sending him gliding down.

"That wasn't Korn's shot," Red Robin said turning to see what appeared to be the swat team taking to one of the buildings nearby. "Is this some kind of joke?"

He then turned to see Korn leap away from the building he stood, taking down to the streets.

"Red Robin this is the police, do not try to resist," One of them said speaking through a microphone. "Put your hands in the air where we can see them."

"I can't believe this just happened."

Red Robin slammed a smoke bomb to the ground, swinging off with the use of his grappler.

"Stay on him!"

He quickly lost them after taking to higher grounds, blending in with that of a few statues sitting at the roof of a building. He slammed his fist to the ground, he had been so close, only to have the whole thing explode in his face.

"I can't believe it," Red Robin said with the close of his eyes. "How did the police know I was there?"

This ran through his mind as he stood in wait, the warm breeze from earlier turning into a cool one. It was quiet up here, the sound of the city below more of a whisper to the ears than anything else. He continued his watch for the next ten minutes. He reopened his eyes, slightly lifting his head up.

"You've been there since I got here," Red Robin stated. "What is it you want... Kaitou Kid?"

He stepped from the shadows with Red Robin turning to face him.

"How'd you know I was there?"

"I get enough of that back home," Red Robin replied. "I have no interest in chasing you tonight, but I'm pretty sure that's not why you're here."

"That is correct," Kaitou Kid confirmed. "I need your help."

"My help," Red Robin questioned lifting a brow. "I don't even trust you, why then should I help you?"

Kaitou Kid pulled a plastic bag from behind, a spiked knife with blood laying inside.

"What happened?"

"Two innocent people were killed after leaving a club," Kaitou Kid informed. "They were stabbed multiple times with this knife."

"Then why do you have it," Red Robin asked. "Shouldn't something like that be left for the police?"

"Listen," Kaitou Kid Snapped. "I witnessed what happened, the man who did it was... he was dressed in attire similar to my own."

"That doesn't give you the right to take evidence from the crime scene," Red Robin said. "So let me guess, you think this guy is framing you?"

Kid nodded in response.

"I wasn't the only one who saw what happened, there were a few others," Kaitou Kid continued on. "They were the ones to report it to the police."

"If that's the case, then how come I didn't hear about it on the news?"

"It happened only about an hour ago, you'll probably see the story on the front page," Kaitou Kid answered. "And given my relationship with the police force I couldn't go to them, that left you."

"Why come to me?" Red Robin asked.

"You're a detective," Kaitou Kid replied. "Figuring that out wasn't hard, especially after our first encounter."

He fell silent for a moment, giving what he said some thought.

"You do believe me, right?"

"Don't know," Red Robin said turning away. "For all I know you could be coming to me to throw you off as a suspect."

"I'd never kill anyone," Kaitou Kid stated. "Please Redbird... take this, there's got to be something you can find that can lead us to this guy."

"Us," Red Robin questioned. "There is no us, at least not until I can trust you."

He took the plastic bag into his hand, sticking it into his utility belt.

"I see you're in a bit of a situation yourself."

"You could say that," Red Robin said. "Don't know how the police found me."

"Bystanders," Kaitou Kid replied. "They were watching you from the streets."

"You really were watching me."

At that second a bright light shined upon the two of them, Red Robin turning with the spin of his cape. A helicopter hovered over them, guns pointed and all.

"Red Robin, Kaitou Kid, this is the police," One of them said through a microphone. "Hands in the air and don't move."

"This is not good." Kaitou Kid said.

"Move!" Red Robin instructed.

With that the two of them launched from the building, away from where the helicopter was.

"Get them," He shouted. "They must not be allowed to escape!"

They landed to the first building Kaitou looking to Red Robin as they ran.

"Think they may actually try to shoot us?"

"I'm someone they really don't want around," Red Robin replied. "And you went from kid thief to kid killer, won't be surprised in the least if they take their shots."

They jumped to the next building with a net springing toward Kaitou Kid. While in mid air Red Robin spun back tossing a birdrang slicing it before it could connect.

"So you do believe me." Kaitou Kid said acknowledging the save as they landed.

"Shut up and keep running." Red Robin replied.

Just as expected, gun fire could be heard from behind as they landed to another roof.

"We're sitting ducks," Kaitou Kid stated. "Do you have a plan?"

"Yes, but we'll need to get to lower grounds to reach it," Red Robin replied. "Do you have any of your disguises with you?"

Kaitou Kid nodded.

"Never leave home without it."

"Good because you might need it." Red Robin informed.

With the helicopter gaining they dropped down to the streets, spectators screaming at the clashing bullets.

"Hold your fire dammit, there are civilians down there," He striked. "Where are our ground men, they should be able to cut them off."

"They're already heading in that direction as we speak sir." A man to the side of him said.

"Good, we can't let these two crooks get away."

They turned the block to see the swat unit coming from the other side.

"Now what?"

"In here," Red Robin pointed as they skipped into a beauty shop. "We'll take through the side door."

Many screamed as they darted pass.

"My apologies ladies." Kaitou Kid said with the tip of his hat.

Once reaching the back Red Robin forced the door open with a kick, the two of them running down another street.

"There they are," One shouted. "They went that way!"

"Please tell me we're almost to this place you have in mind."

"Just a couple more blocks," Red Robin answered. "Don't fall out on me now."

They dipped around another corner as bullets flew.

It was quiet where he laid, looking to the side of himself to grab his phone. He sat up from the bed, trying to call him once more. He received no answer.

"I've been trying to reach him for most of the night, what could he possibly be doing?"

He could hear the sound of foot steps approaching, his door flinging open in the seconds that followed.

"Conan come quick," Ran exclaimed in excitement. "You're missing one of the wildest chases I've ever seen."

Conan dropped down from the bed making his way out to where Kogoro and Ran sat, both their eyes glued to the TV. He looked up, becoming wide eyed at the sight of seeing both Kaitou Kid and Red Robin on the run.

"You have got to be kidding me."

The chase continued on for minutes to come. The two of them flipped over a small fence, heading straight for what appeared to be an empty warehouse.

"They're gaining on us Redbird."

"That just means we need to pick up the pace."

The door to the warehouse was open, the two of them closing it once in. It was empty, only that of a fishless water tank sitting to the corner. Kaitou Kid pulled kite string from within his pocket, connecting one end to the door knob and the other to the tank.

"What are you doing," Red Robin questioned. "We need to keep moving."

"Hold your feathers bird boy," Kaitou remarked. "This will slow them down."

He finished the last knot before the two of them took off running once more. The swat team arrived to the door, turning the door knob to check to see if it was locked.

"We're clear, let's head in."

They forced it open while running in, only to have the tank of water fall over causing them to slip.

"Just wait until I get my hands on them!" He yelled storming back to his feet only to fall again.

They made their way out through an open window to the back, landing to a field filled with nothing but tall grasses.

"This was your epic plan," Kaitou Kid said. "Hiding in a batch of grass?"

"We're not done, come on."

With that they continued to run. They came to a stop after reaching a cliff, a river flowing by below.

"Dead end Redbird," Kaitou Kid stated. "Now what?"

"We jump," Red Robin replied. "Time to go swimming with the fish."

Kaitou Kid gulped at this.

"Are you sure about this," Kaitou Kid said feeling the sweet roll down the side of his face. "There's got to be a better option."

"What's wrong," Red Robin asked with a grin. "Can't swim?"

"It's not that," Kaitou Kid replied laughingly. "I was under the impression birds couldn't swim, just looking out for you is all."

He could hear their foot steps, only a few yards from reaching them.

"No time for jokes," Red Robin said pushing him over. "We don't have time."

He jumped in after him, the two falling toward the river below.

"I don't like this one bit!" Kaitou Kid yelled putting a hand up to keep his hat in place.

Red Robin smiled at his complaints, the two of them splashing in soon after. The police stood over the ledge, pointing their lights down to the river. Disgust followed in the next few seconds.

"They got away... unacceptable!"

They searched the river for hours to come, not able to find or retrieve a body, let alone both of them.

It struck past mid night, the two of them pushing up from the sewer where they hid. They took back to the roofs, taking to one of the more shadowed areas.

"Those disguises worked after all." Red Robin replied rolling it up. "The police had no idea we slipped right past them."

"Didn't know you did the disguise thing," Kaitou Kid stated. "Who were you supposed to be impersonating anyway?"

"Some guy named Vodka," Red Robin replied. "Looks like this disguise helped in more ways than I thought tonight."

Silence fell between the two for a few moments.

"So what happens from here?"

"I'll run some tests on the knife you gave me," Red Robin replied. "But I do have one question, have you been working for someone?"

Kaitou turned away, walking to the end of the building.

"You can tell me," Red Robin said. "Let me help."

"I can't talk about that right now, it's..."

Kaitou Kid couldn't finish his sentence, dropping from the building where they stood. He let him go, feeling he had enough action for one night. Besides, he knew he'd see him again.

Though it had been a night of reveal, it had left more questions to be answered than what they had set out to find. He awoke early the next morning, the sun barely peaking up in the far distance. He rolled to his side, switching on the TV before getting out of bed. He turned his phone on to see he had multiple missed calls.

"Wow, never expected my message box to blow up like this."

Besides Conan and Heiji, he had several missed calls from those back home.

"What did I do to get so popular?"

In that instance his phone began to ring, looking down to see the number of his only ally who hadn't called up until now.

"Hey Bruce, what's going on?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"What do you mean?" Tim asked.

"How about we start with last night?"

His eyes glimpsed over to the television, seeing the recap of the chase which had taken place the previous night. Everything coming back to him in a speed rush.

"I can explain." Tim stated.

"And I'm ready to listen," Bruce said. "What were you doing running around with someone like Kaitou Kid?"

"You've heard about him?"

"Not until this morning," Bruce said. "I checked up on him after seeing the two of you dodging the police."

"It's all one big confusing turn of events," Tim said. "Class doesn't start for another two hours, I've got plenty of time."

"We'll talk, just not now."

"Why not," Tim asked. "Are you busy."

"I have something to look over," Bruce replied. "But we'll see."

"How's everyone else doing?"

"Adjusting to the situation." Bruce answered.

"What situation?" Tim asked.

"It's nothing to worry about," Bruce replied. "I have to let you go now, something has come to my attention."

"Talk to you soon." Tim finished.

With that the two of them hung up. He sat to the end of the bed in silence, tossing his phone to the side. Something didn't feel right. What was he keeping from him, and why?"

"He said we'll see... what did he mean by that?"

To Be Continued