Just Another Lead... Right?

Prologue

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... It was odd that as I had been scouting some of them as targets for my next heists, they would mysteriously die with their possessions missing before I even sent a note. Stranger still, the deaths are not in anyway natural yet not even a blip in the police's radar. Surely, none of this is a coincidence and it worries me, for what will be in store soon if this continues happening. I'm writing this as a start to this investigation just in case I need to look back on anything that could be useful in the future.

'What the heck?' Kuroba Kaito asked, reading an unassuming journal he found inside a chest that contained many things coming from a secretive safe Kaito somehow found in the Kaitou KID cave. Until now, he would have never found it if not for something called sheer stroke of luck or that he would have noticed sooner if he was more attentive. But the result was that he finally found it, as plain as day.

He had finished another heist, with another jewel that was not Pandora. Once finished checking, the task force had charged in, ready to catch the elusive phantom thief but failed once again with a smoke bomb, disguise and the jewel discreetly put in Nakamori-keibu's pocket.

The heist had been a fast one with no unexpected surprises, from either gun totting guests or nosy detectives so the night was still relatively young when Kaito got back home, into the KID cave to don out of his costume and rest his wings.

Kaito had been reminiscing inside the cave, the place that opened up to him after those 8 years and where he learned his new lessons from his father down to the last one. That helped him become a better magician he could only hope his father would be proud of. Going through that memory lane, Kaito had went towards the jukebox, which long stopped giving those lessons as he examined closely, thinking and wondering.

That was where the sheer stroke of luck came about, as when running through the jukebox, he noticed something out of the ordinary. Not on the jukebox itself but the wall behind it. If looked carefully, there was a weird indentation shadowed by the jukebox that Kaito had no notice of and curious, he examined around the indentation before pushing on it.

Immediately, a hole appeared right on a piece of wall right beside the jukebox and appeared a wall safe, asking for a passcode. Kaito was shocked, that even now, this place still held secrets unknown to him.

The passcode required 4 numbers. Without wasting any time, Kaito dusted off for any fingerprints to be and to his luck, found for prints on four numbers. The only thing left was to enter in order.

But seeing what the numbers were, it didn't take a genius to know what the passcode to truly be, and without any hesitation, he had typed in:

1412

It had soon opened without much fuss that led to what he had now. He could only continue reading the journal, skimming through the dates of the beginnings of an investigation Kaito had no context to. But murder of jewel owners with their possessions missing? Could it be...?

Only one way to find out.

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I had discovered more throughout Kid heists that the murders of jewel owners were done by an unknown crime syndicate. In fact, they have personally approached me during one of my heists to stop me under threat of my life. But for what they have done and what they will continue to do, I cannot let this stand. I don't want anymore strange murders happening as such. After all, life is the one treasure that must never be stolen. So I will continue what I must.

Kaito read that part, a little shocked. He thought, 'So this was how Oyaji got caught up with them. Oyaji...'

His father... was a good man. Of course he would never let injustices as severe as what the syndicate was doing stand, but still...