"Today is going to be a great day! No cases, no trouble..." Detective Mouri Kogorou yawns to the daylight, shining through the counter of the Beika Street Station.
"Yeah, what a beautiful day." Ran smiles at the sunny day with gleaming eyes, "Right, Conan-kun?" "H-Hai...(Y-Yes...)" Conan, in a daze, answers it with a hassle. "We are so lucky that there is no rain today. If there is, we wouldn't be able to go to the new outdoor art festival! Let's see... It is two stops from ours, and the train will be here soon." Then the group heard loud chatting coming not far away from the station. "Hakase! (Professor!)" Ran exclaims, "What brings you here?" "Ah, the kids won a quiz of mine, and I promised them to go to the art festival, so..." "You're going to the art festival as well? What a coincidence!"
"Art is marvellous, isn't it?"
"E-Eh?! When are you here?" Conan's heart skips a beat. "Katsuki, stop scaring Conan... Sorry, really..." Chiharu sighs. "I was here all along, he's the one not paying attention," Katsuki says with a hint of unfairness. "Now you sound like a kid." Chiharu says, "I say we follow the others to go to the festival. I heard they have some great pieces!"
"Baka! (Idiot!) You are late on the appointment again! I don't know why I haven't fired you yet, Gorai." From afar comes a voice. A neat man walks towards the stop with another person behind. "I am really sorry, Mafushi-san! I didn't mean to be late..." "Hey, Yamato, don't be so upset with Gorai here, he has some family issues-" "You shut up, too, Fufu!" The woman beside the man, who appears to be Yamato Mafushi, glares at him with a disgusting look. "Anyways, Yamato-san, the train will be here sooner or later." says the man beside the person named Gorai. "Uchi-kun, don't be upset, Mafushi-san is just drunk right now today. Things had not been in his favour." "Thanks, Itachi. And also, sir, you have dust on your shoulder." Gorai says and comes to dust off the shoulder. The old man detective mutters to himself, "They sure got a problem between this group." Then they heard the tracks. The train has come.
"Well, sir, please take a seat." Gorai Uchi says to Yamato. The group takes the seats near the door, while the family sits in the place near the window. The other kids sit beside the old man and Ran. Yamato starts to snore, his handkerchief falls to the floor. "Oh, I will get the handkerchief." Gorai sighs as he picks it up and puts it into the drunk man's hands. Chiharu gives a suspicious look, so did Conan. Two stops are quick since it is Saturday. Yamato is well asleep. "Um, wake up, sir. This is the stop." Gorai shakes Yamato's shoulder gently. "Oi, Yamato!" Fufu shakes Yamato vigorously, only to see the dead corpse fall down to the ground like a potato sack.
Fufu yelps, and then screams. The police came shortly after the incident.
"The victim is Yamato Mafushi, 56 years old. He is an explorer and an owner of an organisation for explorers and journalists. The cause of death is poison." Takagi says, "The main suspects are Fufu Kaliyoki, Itachi Tashirama and Gorai Uchi, and their alibis are confirmed by..." "Mouri Kogoro it is!" The old man walks towards Inspector Megure. "You again, huh. Every time when you are here, there will always be a dead corpse." "Hehe..." Detective Mouri says awkwardly. "This is frustrating. Everyone's alibi is sound." Inspector Megure sighs.
"Ah le le?" Conan exaggerates his founding, "There is a tiny hole on the finger!" Chiharu smirks, so that is how it is, what a simple plot, she thought. She starts to search for a needle on the ground, while the little argument of the old man and the tiny detective begin. "Found it." She mutters to herself as she picks the tiny, thin needle up with a handkerchief. She makes a mischievous smile. Evidence, check.
"What does the victim have with him?" The inspector asks the forensics team. "A computer, a phone, a handkerchief and a diary." A person from the forensics answers. "Does Yamato-san always carries the diary?" the inspector askes. "Hai. (Yes.) He always says that it is his private writing and only Gorai-san can see it." Itachi answers. "Let me see the diary." Inspector Megure requests and a person from the forensics group gives the book to him.
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Time and Space Dimension Cross (Three: The Detectives, Assassins and Appraisals)
Fanfiction"There is always a Moriarty to a Sherlock Holmes." That is the last line of the anonymous writer who has sent letters to all the famous detectives across Japan. It seems like not only the messages were sent, but also horror. As Edogawa Conan turns i...
