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The Detective Prince

Chapter 53

Dinning At The Den

It was a relatively noisy ride back, hearing the sound of sirens as a police car drove past from the left. He rolled up the window to help block most sounds. There was a lot on his mind. He arrived back at the crime scene not long after, parking in the same spot he previously had his last visit.

"Now to see if they know what happened with that car explosion."

He made his way past the crime scene tape, joining Megure who was standing by the car along with three other officers.

"Grayson," Juzo said looking up as he approached. "I wasn't expecting you back so soon."

"How has your inspection been coming along?" Dick asked.

"It's just as I thought," Juzo replied. "What caused the car to explode was that wire we found, it was connected to an explosive which was attached to the bottom of the car."

"I assume it was on the driver side."

"That's correct."

"What about the victim, where was the body found after the explosion erupted?"

"Inside the car," Juzo replied. "Why do you ask?"

"That means when they opened the car door it didn't set off the bomb, at least not right away." Dick stated.

"Do you think there's deeper meaning to it?"

"Don't know."

"Well if anything comes to mind feel free to share."

"Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way." Dick said.

"I heard you got around to reading what that note had written on it."

"Officer Sato was kind enough to share it with me." Dick confirmed.

"She called me after reading it herself," Juzo said. "So what do you make of it?"

"Lets just say I'm in the midst of figuring that one out."

The sky darkened with each passing minute. They had finally arrived after a time consuming walk, coming to a stop a few inches away from the door. He knocked once, taking a step back after doing so.

"Do you think anyone is here?" Tim asked.

"The gate was left unlocked, that's not usually the case if they're not around." Conan replied.

The door slid open moments later which grabbed their attention.

"To what do I owe the honor?"

"Good to see you as well Agasa." Tim said.

"How may I be of service to the two of you?"

"Just dropping by for a little visit." Conan replied.

"Well come on in," Hiroshi said pushing the door aside. "It's been a rather quiet morning, we could use the added company."

"Glad to be able to help." Tim said stepping in along with Conan.

"Where's Haibara?" Conan asked after the door closed from behind.

"She went upstairs a couple minutes ago, I'd expect her back down anytime now."

He removed his watch as they made their way further into the room, handing it to Dr. Agasa who looked down at him.

"What's wrong," Hiroshi asked. "Is it not working?"

"I'm actually down to my last stunner," Conan replied. "I was hoping you could refill it."

"Of course, just give me a minute."

"We'll be right here." Conan said.

They watched as he made his way up the stairs, walking past Ai who was heading in the opposite direction with a magazine in hand.

"We were just asking about you," Conan said as she stepped down. "How's your day coming along?"

"Slow start." Ai replied continuing toward the couch.

"What's that you're reading?" Tim asked catching a glimpse of the front cover.

"A new brand of designed clothing which is slated for a fall release." Ai replied after having a seat.

"Are you looking forward to it?"

"I suppose so."

"You never took me as a fashion kind of person," Tim admitted. "I guess you learn something new about someone everyday."

Conan's phone began to vibrate at that second. He pulled it out from his side looking to see an incoming call.

"I wonder what he wants."

Conan stepped to the side, answering the call as he did. The conversation lasted for a little over thirty seconds, putting his phone back into his pocket once finished.

"Who was that?" Ai asked lowering the magazine from her eyes.

"It was Mitsuhiko," Conan replied. "He was just telling me about the car explosion which I already found out about earlier."

"Where did this happen?" Ai asked.

"A few miles from here, across from a fire station near a construction site."

"Was anyone hurt?" Ai said.

"Only one that we know of." Tim replied.

The three of them looked toward the stairs at the sound of Agasa making his way back down.

"Here you are Conan," Hiroshi said handing him his watch back. "It's all good to go."

"Thanks doc, you never know when a situation may arise."

He snapped his watch back into place, looking outside the window to see a light rain had began to come down.

"Looks like we may have to change our plans for another day," Conan said walking over. "Not exactly the ideal conditions to go out and do something."

"We should probably talk to Ran about that."

"Where were the three of you planning on going?" Hiroshi asked.

"We hadn't decided on that yet." Tim answered.

"What a coincidence," Hiroshi said. "I plan on going out myself."

"And where might that be?" Conan asked out of curiosity.

"I would tell you, but it's a little bit of a secret."

"A secret?"

"He's been hinting at it all week," Ai informed. "But has yet to tell me either."

"Must be some kind of surprise." Tim thought.

"We better get going, the sooner we find out what we plan to do the better."

"Would the two of you like a ride?" Hiroshi offered.

"We'll be ok," Tim replied. "It's nothing but a small drizzle."

"Haibara, would you like to come along," Conan asked turning away from the window. "It could be fun."

"I'd rather not, I'm in no mood to get wet."

"Suit yourself." Conan said before he and Tim headed for the door.

Agasa held it open for the two of them, waving as they made their way past the gate.

"Call me if you need anything." Hiroshi called out.

Conan nodded in response. The rain picked up headway as they continued walking, hearing the sound of thunder in the far distance. It was a short walk there, coming to a stop at the bottom of the stairwell.

"Am I going up alone or are you coming along?" Conan asked.

"You don't think they'll mind?"

"Of course not." Conan said walking forward.

With little hesitation Tim followed after him. Conan opened the door once they reached the top of stairs. The two of them walked in to find Ran who had her sights set on the TV.

"I'm home." Conan said drawing her attention.

"Hi Ran." Tim said as she looked their way.

"I didn't even know you were up," Ran said. "When did you leave?"

Conan looked down at his watch, making sure he came up with a reasonable time.

"About fifteen after eight."

"He's been with me the whole time." Tim added.

"What prompted you to stop by so early," Ran asked. "We aren't supposed to go out until well over an hour from now."

"That's why I'm here," Tim said. "The weather has taken an unexpected shift, so I was checking to see if we were still going out."

"I don't know," Ran said in response. "I've been trying to reach Sonoko for the past hour but she hasn't been answering her cell phone."

"And she won't," Tim informed. "She left it over at my apartment on her way out."

"Did you try her home phone?" Conan asked as he had a seat next to the table.

Ran nodded.

"No one picked up from there either."

"I'm sure it's nothing to worry about," Tim said assuringly. "She did say she had a family matter to attend to."

Ran crossed her arms, sharpening her eyes at him. This caused him to take a step back, feeling his back touching up against the door.

"What's wrong," Tim asked with a smile. "Is there something I did?"

"What was Sonoko doing at your apartment anyway?"

"It was only school related, I promise."

She looked at him for a moments longer, dropping her hands to her side in the seconds that followed.

"Well you have been good with the truth lately, since we're waiting would you like to hang here with us for awhile," Ran asked with a smile forming across her face. "We could play some board games until she calls back."

"Board games?"

"Come on, it'll be fun." Ran said grabbing him by his wrist.

She pulled him over next to Conan who smiled up at him as Ran forced him to have a seat.

"I'll be right back," Ran said before turning for her room. "I have a few stashed away in my closet."

The two of them sat in silence for the next minute or so. She returned with five different board games, placing them onto the center of the table atop each other.

"Conan did you happen to look into the office on your way up?" Ran asked.

"Was there something I was supposed to see?"

"Was my dad in there by any chance?"

"He sure was," Conan replied. "I saw him sitting in the chair staring up at the ceiling, I'm betting he's waiting on a call."

"Hold on just one minute." Ran said as she made her way for the door.

"Where are you going?" Conan asked.

"To try and get him to join us," Ran replied. "I know the two of you can find something to talk about in the meantime, I promise I won't be long."

She closed the door on her way out, leaving them in the silence of the room for a second time.

"Sorry," Conan said. "I had no idea things would turn out like this if you came along."

"Don't worry about it," Tim said looking down at his watch. "This will help burn off some time until tonight."

"What's happening tonight?"

"Setting up for our next move."

The rain came to a halt by nights beginning. He drove through the wet streets, rolling his window down to feel the coolness of the night breeze. He checked the time on his watch after taking another right, looking to see he was already five minutes late to their scheduled meeting.

"Better hurry, I'd hate to keep him waiting any longer than I already have."

He drove up a few more blocks before finally coming to a stop in front of a junk yard. He made sure everything was secure, locking all doors before getting out. He came upon a rusty steel gate after taking a few steps forward, looking to see sharp pointy edges sticking out.

"Doesn't look like anyone has been here in quite some time."

He reached into his jacket for a pair of gloves, not wanting to accidently cut himself. He successfully made his way past the gate with no harm done, heading deeper into the bowels of where everything was stacked up.

"This place is like a maze, he must have a good reason for why we're meeting here."

The wind whistled through a car hood from above, startling him ever so slightly. He circled past a stack of laying wheels, turning the corner to see him standing in the middle of it all.

"Takagi, what took you so long?"

"I got backed up in traffic, not to mention the wet conditions of the road," Wataru replied. "But why are we meeting here Megure?"

"What do you mean," Juzo questioned. "It was you who said you had something to show me."

"But you called me." Wataru stated.

"Well if it wasn't you or I who set this up, then who?"

The two of them jumped at the sound of someone landing onto a pile of stacked cars from behind, immediately turning to see who it was.

"I'm glad to see the two of you were able to find your way here."

"Red Robin," Juzo said more than surprised. "I take it you're the one who set this whole thing up?"

"We need to talk." Red Robin said jumping down to join them in the center of it all.

"Why are we meeting here," Wataru asked looking around. "Did a crime happen around this place?"

"No, just thought this would be a better place to meet instead of at the station." Red Robin replied.

"That must mean you have something to share with us." Juzo said.

"As a matter a fact I do." Red Robin confirmed.

"Is it about that explosion that occurred earlier today?"

"That's something I've thought about, but not why I called you two here tonight."

"We're listening."

"It's about the Outworlders," Red Robin began. "I have a way we can shut them down, and with your help and corporation I know we can pull it off."

"You seem confident," Juzo stated. "That must mean you know who's the head man of their operations."

"I've know that for awhile now."

"Well if that's the case then why didn't you tell me?" Juzo asked.

"That wouldn't have been enough," Red Robin replied. "Even if I had brought him into custody it's not like he would have spilled to us what his plans were."

"So what have you been able to find out up till this point?"

"Lets just say I've made some streaks," Red Robin replied. "They had originally planned on having a meeting tomorrow night but rescheduled for tomorrow morning instead."

"Where at?" Juzo asked.

"A low key inn called Branneys Den."

"Never heard of it." Wataru said.

"Wouldn't doubt it," Red Robin said. "It's not an easy place to find, I'll be the first one to tell you that."

"So how were you able to find this place," Juzo asked. "About the meeting even?"

"I could take the time to explain that and about their recent activities, but we don't have much time," Red Robin reminded. "They plan on meeting within the next seven hours."

Juzo took this moment to glimpse down at his watch, looking back toward him after doing so.

"That would mean they're scheduled to meet at anytime after five A.M. some time," Juzo said. "And you're positive about this whole thing?"

"I wouldn't have called you here if I wasn't."

"So what exactly did you have in mind?" Juzo asked.

He reached down, digging into the contents of his utility belt. The two of them looked on in confusion as he held a mini circular device out in front of him.

"What is that?" Juzo asked.

"It's for you." Red Robin said tossing it to Wataru who caught it.

"Me?"

"We need an inside guy, and you'll fit the bill just fine."

"What is this thing exactly?" Wataru asked.

"A communications device, once in your ear it will enable us to be able to speak to one another within a fifty yard radius."

"What do you want me to do when I get inside?"

"I'll let you know as soon as you're seated in a secure spot," Red Robin replied. "And don't worry, I'll be watching every move made from the outside window."

"Which will leave the back exit for me." Someone said dropping down from behind the two.

They instantly spun around, taking a step back as they did.

"Who the hell are you?" Juzo questioned.

"His names Nightwing," Red Robin replied. "He's the guy I wanted you to meet."

"Is that so," Juzo remarked. "How many of you masked men are running around anyway?"

"You'd be surprised." Nightwing replied.

"Nothing really surprises me at this point."

"Can't argue that," Nightwing said. "Time will do that for you."

"Won't they become suspicious of someone unknown sitting around?" Wataru asked

"Not in the least, their little group won't be the only ones who will be there," Nightwing replied. "There will also be those usual customers who come in at that hour for their normal cup of coffee, I'd know since I've observed the place for the past two nights."

"I know we're low on time, but I would really like to know what you have planned before sending Takagi alone into that place." Juzo said.

"All we want is to gather information," Red Robin said. "That's what this whole operation is about, and with anything learned you'll hear it for yourself rather then second hand."

"How is he supposed to get close enough to hear what they're are saying without them becoming suspicious?"

"He won't need to," Nightwing replied. "The communications device will handle it all, we already know where they will be seated."

"And with that in mind we took the liberty of installing a hidden mic under the table," Red Robin added. "All you have to do is pivot the center piece back and it will allow you you to hear and record anything they're saying."

Wataru took this time to place it into his ear, making sure it was secure.

"Fits perfectly."

"Now that we have that all sorted out, what about me," Juzo asked. "What will I be doing during all of this?"

"We'll have you watch from the streets below," Nightwing replied. "Make sure you're parked in an area that doesn't bring too much attention to yourself."

"What should I be looking for?"

"Anything alarming or out of the ordinary." Red Robin answered.

He reached to his side, pulling out a rolled up piece of paper. He walked up to Megure who took the slip of paper into his hand.

"What's this?" Juzo asked.

"Directions to Branneys Den," Red Robin replied. "It shouldn't be to hard to find once you figure your way around."

"The two of you are free to kick it back until then," Nightwing said. "Just try to be there an hour early, that way we have time to set up."

"Couldn't have said it any better myself." Juzo said in agreement.

"We'll let the two of you go for now, there's something we have to do before then." Nightwing said before jumping over a pile of stacked cars.

"Make sure you don't lose that ear piece, it's essential you have it."

"Loud and clear."

"See you there." Red Robin said before following after him.

This left the two of them standing alone. They listened to the chants of the crickets who happened to be in the near distance.

"I don't think I fully understand what's going on." Wataru said.

"That makes the two of us," Juzo said. "But I'm sure we'll have a better understanding in the next few hours."

"Time will only tell."

"Can't argue that," Juzo said heading back from where they entered. "Come on, I think we could both use a little rest before then."

"Can't argue that."

The following hours seemed to drag, making for a long wait. A car drove past from where he stood, feeling the frost breeze slide across the side of his face. This caused him to grip the insides of his pockets. He adjusted his cap to where it hung over his eyes, looking both ways before crossing the street. He removed his right hand from his pocket to reach for the handle of the door, reading the sign upon the wall which read 'Branneys Den'.

"So, this is it."

Warmth came over him once inside, keeping his poise and position all the way through. A large sheet hanged from the ceiling which blocked the path. He pushed it to the side which revealed a spaced out room. There were several tables throughout the area. He headed toward a booth seat in the far right corner of the room, removing his hands from his pockets once situated.

"This should do it."

Not surprisingly he heard a ring coming from his left ear, pressing down on the device to take the call.

"I see you've picked your spot, not a bad choice Takagi."

"Where are you?"

"On the roof adjacent to where you are just like I said." Red Robin radioed back.

"What about Megure, is he all set?" Wataru asked.

"As set as he's going to be," Red Robin replied. "How are things on your end?"

"There's no one here," Wataru said. "I didn't even come across clerk on my way to this seat."

"They're probably just mopping around somewhere," Red Robin stated. "Sit tight, we have less than an hour until their scheduled meeting."

"Roger that."

The temperature seemed to lower with each minute that went by. He tried calling him for a fourth time from within that hour, still unsuccessful at getting ahold of him. He took a deep breath, wondering if they may have to slightly adjust their.

"Shinichi usually answers when I call, no matter what time of the day it is," Red Robin thought. "Looks like that leaves officer Takagi the lone man to dine in the Den, everything has gone as planned thus far... hopefully it stays that way."

To Be Continued

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The Detective Prince

Chapter 54

Damaging Blow

The time continued to tick away. Thirty minutes remained until everything was expected to take place. He kept a firm stance from where he stood, the most focused he'd been all night. The sound of him dropping down from behind alerted him of his presence.

"You haven't spoken or moved in the last twenty minutes," Nightwing said coming to his side. "Is everything alright?"

"Couldn't be better."

"If you say so," Nightwing said facing forward. "I thought you had planned on Conan being here."

"Tried calling, had no luck in reaching him," Red Robin said. "Should have told him before hand that they changed the time of their meeting."

"That would explain."

"I'll keep my ears peeled, there's always a chance he'll call back," Red Robin said. "Regardless of that, how are things looking from the back exit?"

"Little to no activity as expected," Nightwing replied. "But that doesn't mean there won't be."

"Keep a good look out, we can't afford for anything to go wrong."

"Don't have to tell me," Nightwing said. "Radio me if you see anything worth sharing."

"You do the same."

"Of course."

Everything had been silent from the time he had entered, looking down at his watch which read thirty two after four. The sudden sound of something from behind caused him to reach into his jacket. He gripped the handle to his gun, turning to see a woman with a tray in hand approaching.

"What can I get for you today?"

He found himself humored by his overreaction, lowering his hand while looking up to face her.

"Coffee would be nice."

"Is there a certain flavor you would like?"

"Anything will do Ms... Belmot," Wataru replied catching sight of her name tag. "I didn't see anyone else on my way in, are you the only one here?"

"That's right," She confirmed. "That's what happens when you get the opening shift."

"Must be tough coming in this early."

"It's not too bad, besides everything closes up early on weekends," Belmot informed. "I'll be back with your coffee momentarily."

"Take your time, I'm in no rush."

She smiled before turning to walk the other way.

Only twenty minutes remained. He listened to the radio to help pass the time, only looking up when any cars drove past.

"Let's hope this plan of theirs works."

He turned his head at the sound of an incoming vehicle, looking to see a pickup truck along with two smaller cars driving from the rare. All three vehicles casually lost speed as they neared the inn, finding a place to park soon after.

"Looks like our guests have arrived." Juzo radioed.

"Yea, I can see them from here," Nightwing radioed back. "Stay where you are no matter what happens, the last thing we need is any casualties."

"Takagi is armed, he should be ok," Juzo said. "He can take care of himself long enough for the two of you spring in there if anything happens."

"Good to hear we're on the same page," Nightwing said. "Radio me if you see anyone else driving in."

"Will do."

He continued to monitor the time as he waited, one of the few things keeping his eyes from closing. The sound of her returning awoke him from his slight doze.

"Here's the coffee just like you requested," Belmot said placing it down onto the table. "I even added whipped cream at the top."

"Thanks, there's no better way to start the day."

"Glad I could be of service," Belmot said with nod. "Is there anything else I can get you?"

"This will do for now," Wataru replied. "Thanks."

It was only a matter of second before they were joined by several others who took a seat around a table at the first table in the room.

"I'll be back to check on you in a bit."

Wataru nodded.

She made her way toward the other table. He lowered his hat down to held disguise himself, peaking from around the seat to have a look.

"There's six of them in all," Wataru thought to himself. "And they're sitting at the first table just as expected."

He could hear a soft ring coming from his ear, turning back in his seat before pressing down onto the ear piece.

"This is Takagi."

"How are you holding up in there?"

"Doing fine," Wataru replied. "They just took a seat at the front table."

"Remember to adjust the ear piece to hear what they're saying," Red Robin reminded. "Once you do that I'll be able to tap into the signal myself."

"Understood," Wataru replied. "How are things looking from out there?"

"There's no one else parked out by the street but them," Red Robin replied. "But I'll keep you posted."

"Sounds good, I'll be on the look out."

They cut their conversation from there. He twisted the center forward just as instructed, waiting to hear what was going to be said. A minute passed, which then turned into three. He glimpsed down at his watch for yet another time.

"What's the hold up," Wataru thought. "Why aren't they talking?"

The sky began lighting up with each passing minute. He turned off the radio from where he sat, anxious to know what was going on inside.

"Any idea what the situation is inside?" Juzo radioed.

"Not a clue," Nightwing replied. "Red Robin nor Takagi have contacted me on the matter as of yet."

"Do you think everything is ok?"

"Wouldn't worry too much, they'll let us know if something is going on." Nightwing stated.

"Keep me informed."

"That's the plan."

He patiently continued waiting from where he sat, only hearing the sound of static. It had been over four minutes since they had arrived. This left him a little nerve wracked, feeling his heart race up at the sound of someone approaching from behind. His hand fell into the depths of his jacket, resting his hand over the gun for a second time.

"Could it be they were expecting us, that they know about the hidden mic?"

All this ran through his mind as the foot steps neared, tightening his grip around the handle. He slowly turned, watching as one of the men continued past him to the other corner of the room. He breathed out in relief, removing his hand from within his jacket.

"I'm really out of it, I may need more than just a coffee after all is said and done." Wataru thought to himself.

He then directed his attention over to the man who stood across from where he sat, watching as he pulled out a phone.

"I wonder what this is about."

He kept a casual look on his face, doing his best not to look engaged to what he was doing. He kept a straight face, looking out the window while taking a sip from the mug.

Over five minutes had passed since his last attempt at trying to contact him. He looked on from afar, watching as the man who was standing by stepped away from the window. The opportunity had finally risen, radioing him in the passing seconds.

"What was that all about," Red Robin asked. "Did you happen to hear who he was talking with?"

"Don't have a name," Wataru replied. "But now I know why they've been mute since arriving."

"And why's that?"

"They're supposed to be meeting with someone, who just happens to be on their way now."

"Good work, I'll let the others know right away," Red Robin complimented. "Keep it up, you're doing just fine."

With that said, the transmission between the two came to an end. He slid his phone back into his pocket, readying himself for yet another wait.

He let the others know about what had been said, putting them on alert. It wasn't until fifteen minutes later that he caught sight of a white car driving along from the other side of the road. His eyes continued to follow it, watching it as it parked a few yards away from the entrance of the inn.

"Looks like Takagi heard right."

A man along with one woman exited the car, the two of them heading in through the front entrance. He turned back to the car, noticing there was still someone sitting in the driver seat.

"The engines still running," Juzo noticed. "That must mean they don't plan on staying very long."

The wait had finally come to an end, peaking around from where he sat to see two more people had joined the fray, the man being the only one to have a seat. He then looked to the woman who was blanketed with a scarf, shades, and fancy black hat to top it off.

"Now to see what this whole thing is about." Wataru thought.

He twisted the center piece forward, easing himself into the seat. It didn't take long for them to begin. He closed his eyes as he listened on.

"I'm glad to see you all came early, you know how much I hate waiting."

"So what's the verdict, is Mr. out north in agreement?"

"Of course, he was in from the start."

"That's good to hear."

"We're scheduled to meet for final talks in the next few days, with everything in the last stages."

"And where might we be meeting?"

"He has yet to decide on a location, after all this is his vendetta."

"Would you like my attendance?"

"Most certainly, we'll be doing more than just moving the ice boxes from the casings they're set in."

"Ice boxes... I wonder what that is?"

"Once that is complete we'll be able to move everything to the north tower."

"Sounds good, I'll defiantly be there Mr. Yunge."

"So now we have a name, let's see what else they'll reveal." Wataru thought.

The next couple seconds everything fell silent. He became tempted, glimpsing back from where he sat to see the man who had taken a seat stand back to his feet.

"Would you like to have a look at the new merchandise we received from our out of state friend?"

"Of course," Mr. Yunge replied. "I've been waiting all week to have a look at what's been brought in."

The gentleman sitting directly across stood up as well.

"Amaquel, would you like us to come along?"

"That won't be necessary," Amaquel replied. "You five can stay here and have a drink, once you're finished I want you to head back to Millers to check up on the stocking process."

"How long until we should expect your return?"

"No later than an hour," Amaquel said as he turned to walk. "Right after you Mr. Yunge."

He walked past him with the nod of his head. The woman walked at his side, Amaquel being the last of the three to make his way out. It was finally time for him to report, clicking on the center piece of the communication device.

"Did you get all of that?"

"Loud and clear." Red Robin replied.

"So what's the plan from here?"

"I want you to stay put until the rest of their little group leaves, no use in taking any chances." Red Robin answered.

"What about you?" Wataru asked.

"I'm going to follow after them," Red Robin replied. "There's a good chance we'll gain some extra ground."

"Understood," Wataru said. "I'll stay put until they leave."

"Great, Red Robin out."

He looked up just in time to see him land a few feet away from where he stood.

"What's been going on," Nightwing asked. "You haven't given me an update on what's been going on in there."

"Some guy named Amaquel is taking Brutho Yunge to go have a look at something they just got shipped in," Red Robin informed. "I'm going to follow them, I want you to stay here and wait for the others to come out."

"You sure that's a good idea," Nightwing questioned. "There's no telling what you'll find when you get there."

"In most cases I would have you come along, but I want you to follow the other five when they decide to come out," Red Robin said. "Amaquel said he plans to meet them at Millers."

"Never heard of it."

"Nor have I, which is why I want you to follow them there," Red Robin said. "Contact me if you see or find anything of importance."

"Ditto," Nightwing said in response. "Be careful on your way out, I'd hate for something to happen to you with me heading in a different direction."

"No need to worry, I'll be ok."

"I've heard that one several times over, let's hope that's the case." Nightwing said.

The two of them then directed their attention back down to the roadside, catching sight of Brutho hopping back into the passenger seat of the car he had arrived in.

"Looks like that's my cue."

"Try not to be seen." Nightwing teasingly stated.

"That won't be a problem."

He focused his attention back down to the street, watching as the green car drove off with the white one following close behind. He gave him one last look, Nightwing giving him a wave before he took off.

He kept pace with every stride, making sure not to fall behind. They came to a stop after encountering a red light, which happened on several occasions. He reached into his belt, tossing a tracker down which connected to the side of the car.

"They're heading into a tunnel, don't want to lose them."

He followed the signal, resighting the car once it came out from the other end. They took a left at the next intersection, driving into a darker area of the city. He continued to follow along, feeling a burning sensation in his legs.

"Looks like they're finally beginning to slow up, we must be getting close."

He dropped down to yet another building, looking to see the two cars had come to a stop at a familiar location.

"The docks, can't say I'm surprised."

He looked on from afar, watching as they all exited from the cars. Amaquel took charge as he lead them deeper into the docks. He took this time to glide down, hiding behind the cars once landing. He peaked from behind the trunk to see them turning the corner.

"Gotta keep moving, don't want to lose them."

With that in mind he stood back to his feet, quietly making his way forward. There were many crates stacked around which he used to maneuver his way closer to them without being seen. He hid behind a couple of barrels after watching them come to a stop in front of a large wooden box.

"I wonder what's inside."

"So this is it?"

"Not just in this box, but in those crates as well," Amaquel pointed. "It's all here."

"So what would you like to show me first?" Brutho asked.

"We'll start with the light weights," Amaquel replied. "Then make our way up from there, how's that sound?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Brutho replied.

He grabbed a crowbar which happened to be laying on top of the box, taking it with him as he walked over to a nearby crate. He forcefully jabbed it into the side, plowing it open with the use of his strength. Brutho came to his side, looking to see what was inside.

"So what do you think?" Amaquel asked pulling a strange looking gizmo from within the box.

He gave it a long hard look, bringing a hand to his chin as he did.

"What exactly is it?"

"An electronics disrupter, simply put," Amaquel replied. "It give you the ability to diminish any electrical signals from close range as well as far."

"Does this include communication devices?"

"Anything you can think of," Amaquel confirmed. "From computers to phones even."

"These guys are more stacked than I thought."

"Excellent, this could prove most useful," Brutho said taking the device into his hand. "How many of these do we have manufactured?"

"Besides that one, three," Amaquel replied. "But we can easily have more produced."

"What else do you have to show me?"

"Right this way."Amaquel said leading them back to where the box sat.

He shoved the crowbar into the small crack at the top, doing his best to force it open.

"There's something I've been wanting to ask you about," Amaquel said. "I was wondering how your brother has been doing, I haven't heard you mention Lemare in quite some time."

"Why would I," Brutho said. "He wants nothing to do with any of this."

"That doesn't mean the two of you can't still talk."

"That's one road I have no interest on going down." Brutho stated.

The top of the wooden box flew to the ground in the seconds that past, revealing an armored glove. It was obvious it was heavy from the way it looked, coupled in with its outside features. He lifted a brow at the sight of it, more than interested to find out what its capabilities were.

"It may look harmless, but this handy dandy glove has its specialties." Amaquel said sliding it on.

"Intrigue me." Brutho said taking a step back.

Once it was securely strapped on, he clicked down to a button located on the side. Brutho watched as a mini missile appeared on the top of the glove.

"Three inches wide, six inches long," Amaquel stated. "It may not look very dangerous, but these little guys sure pack a punch."

"Why don't you give us a demonstration."

"As you wish." Amaquel said taking aim at a couple barrels.

"You've got to be kidding me."

He fired away with little hesitation, hearing the booming sound it made after being launched. They all watched as the barrels were disintegrated along with several other crates right before their eyes.

"Most impressive." The woman said more than pleased with the results.

"Couldn't agree more." Brutho said with a few claps.

"Is there anything else you would like to see?" Amaquel asked with a smirk forming across his face.

"No, that will do for now," Brutho replied. "I think I've seen enough to keep me satisfied."

"I'm glad you're as excited as I," Amaquel said. "It seems we have our enemies edged out in fire power."

"Indeed we do," Brutho said while looking down at his watch. "The morning is young, and we still have time before sun rise."

"What are you implying?" The woman asked.

"You'll know when we get there," Brutho said. "Come, we'll be there in the next twenty minutes if we hurry."

"What about this mess?" Amaquel asked pointing to the scene the missile had created.

"Leave it," Brutho stated. "We'll have all this cleaned up by to night."

"Your call." Amaquel said.

With that the four of them left the scene.

He patiently waited from where he stood, feeling the winds picking up from the west side. It was only a matter of time before they came out, radioing him as soon as they did.

"Megure it's Nightwing."

"What's going on?"

"I'm sure you have a clear view of those men coming out from the inn," Nightwing began. "Once officer Takagi comes out I want the two of you to follow them."

"What about you?"

"I'll be doing the same from above," Nightwing replied. "Try not to keep a clear path when you drive, we don't want them catching onto you."

"Understood."

"Don't panic if you lose them on the roadway," Nightwing said. "I'll keep you updated on their whereabouts."

"Any idea where they're going?" Juzo asked.

"Some place called Millers."

"Can't say I've heard of it."

"That puts us in the same boat." Nightwing stated.

"What's the plan when we get there?"

"Pin pointing another one of their hideouts is the main focus," Nightwing replied. "We'll decide on what to do once we get there."

"Couldn't think of anything better myself."

It had been a close call, one of many he'd experienced throughout his life. He felt a sharp pain surging down at his left side, looking down to see blood flowing downward.

"Looks like I wasn't able to fully dodge the brunt of that explosion."

He slowly sat up from where he hid, stepping past the crates with a deep breath.

"Now the question becomes, where," Red Robin said. "Where did they get these weapons from, we found no record of any of these shipments."

He then looked toward one of the crates, noticing a small insignia on the side. He moved in closer to give it a better look, instantly recognizing what it was after falling to a knee.

"And just when I thought things couldn't get any more complex," Red Robin thought to himself. "LexCorp."

Blood continued to drip from his wound as he stood back to his feet, sucking up the pain as he reached for his grappler.

"Gotta get back to the base," Red Robin said. "But first I need to get to hire ground."

He slowly made his way around the crates that laid piled onto to each other, arriving back to where he had come from to see both cars had already driven off. He used the grappler to latch himself back to the roof tops. Doubt slowly began crawling in with each passing minute. His breaths became shallow, finding his eyes flashing from time to time. He tried radioing Nightwing who didn't respond.

"My luck can't get any better."

There was no way he was going to make it. Those were the thoughts that ran through his mind as he jumped frome one building to the next. He felt his body tensing up as he continued on, an idea popping into his mind after leaping past yet another building.

"Agasa, I could go see him," Red Robin thought. "His house isn't too far from my position, he should be able to help me out."

He rerouted where he was going, knowing time was of the essence. He took each step at a time, the pain at his side reaching its peak after soaring down into a dark ally. He gazed up at the sky while taking a seconds rest.

"Only have about an hour until sun rise, don't have much time left."

He remained in the shadows, keeping himself hidden from any possibilities of being spotted. It didn't take long for him to arrive in front of the house. He took a few steps back from where he stood, lunging forward with a leaping flip over the gate.

"Should be able to get in through one of the windows like I did last time."

That's exactly what he did. It was dark once inside, closing the window once inside. He slowly made his way, doing his best not to make any noise.

"Now to find his room."

He came to a brief stop, looking down from where he stood to see a light flashing from down stairs.

"Looks like it's coming from the computer, which means he's still up."

With that in mind he quietly made his way down the stairs, doing his best to keep a clear head. It didn't take long for him to reach the bottom, looking over to the computer to see that no one was there. He walked over, slightly stumbling forward. Luckily he was able to catch himself with the use of the desk. At this point his vision began to blur, trying his best to see what was on the screen.

"Is that me?"

He finally got a clear view of what was on the screen, surprised to see a picture of himself along with an article below.

"Why would Agasa care to look me up?"

It was quiet throughout the house, the only sound coming from the running computer. He pushed away from the desk, turning as he did.

"Maybe he's not here, I don't think his car was out front if I can recall," Red Robin said. "But why leave the computer on?"

He took a step forward, groaning from the sharpening pain at his side. It wasn't until then that he heard foot steps from the upper floor, putting him on full alert.

"Back so soon," She spoke from above. "I wasn't expecting you back until the morning."

He had completely forgotten all about her, listening as she made her way down the stairs.

"She can't find out, not now... not like this."

There was only one option, and that was to hide. She dropped down from the last step, immediately heading toward the computer to see no one was there.

"That's strange," Ai thought with her hands falling down at her side. "I could have sworn I heard someone."

It was faint, but just enough for her to hear. She turned toward the basement door, slowly walking over. She came to a stop once reaching it, swinging the door to the side to see no one was inside.

"It must just be one of those mornings."

She softly closed the door, feeling a sudden coolness come over her. She brought her hands to the sides of her arms, shivering as she turned back to the stairs. It didn't take long for her to notice one of the windows from upstairs was wide open.

"I don't recall leaving any windows open."

Ai made her way back up. She noticed a trail of something upon the stairs as she continued on, to dark for her to see what it was. She came to a stop once reaching the window, tightly closing it to block out the cool morning breeze.

"That takes care of that."

She then directed her attention to the ground to see that's where the trail had come to an end. She kneeled down, reaching forward to feel a warm wetness. This was a little discomforting, causing her to stand back to her feet. It wasn't until she held her hand out to the window that she clearly saw what it was.

"Blood... ?"

It had been one of those laid back kind of nights. He didn't awake until after nine later that morning. He pushed up from where he laid, looking around to see no one was in the room but him. He stretched his arms after getting out of bed, making his way over to the drawer. He turned on his phone after getting dressed, finding he had a couple missed calls. A soft knock came from the other side of the door which caused him to look that way.

"One moment."

He walked op to the door, opening it to find Ran standing on the other side.

"Good morning." Conan said stepping out from the room.

"Have you heard from Tim?"

"He tried calling when I was asleep," Conan said. "But I haven't spoken with him since yesterday, why do you ask?"

"Can you try calling him now?"

"Why," Conan asked. "Is something wrong?"

"Sonoko's been trying to reach him all morning about picking up her phone," Ran replied. "But every time she's called he hasn't answered."

"Why doesn't she just walk over to his apartment and knock on the door," Conan suggested. "His phones off half the time anyway, that will assure he wakes up."

"That's an even better idea." Ran said heading for the door.

"Where are you going?" Conan asked.

"We're going to go see him ourselves," Ran replied. "I could use a morning walk, cant you?"

"Sure, just give me a minute." Conan replied.

"I'll be down stairs, don't take too long."

"I won't." Conan assured.

He pulled his phone out after watching her head out the front door. He tried calling him only to be greeted by the answering machine. He tried once more, gaining the same results.

"His phones not off," Conan thought to himself. "So why isn't he answering?"

To Be Continued