You Promised (Magic Kaito/Detective Conan Movie 23 FanFiction)

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Kaito clasped his hands together in satisfaction as he watched the safe doors slide open, the creak of its giant metal hinges echoing through the corridor.

He quickly activated the dummy he'd prepared and sent it into the interior, waiting for the sound of the guards charging at it. When it was time, he pressed the button in his pocket, triumphantly listening to the guards groaning and passing out from the sleeping gas.

As quickly as he could manage he dragged the guards out of the room, tied them up, and tossed them around the corner, then he slipped back into the safe, shutting the door. Luckily he already had an escape route planned (three, in fact), so getting back out through the actual safe door would be his last resort.

He scanned the room, the familiar gray and purple walls resting gently in the light. The tall stone pillars lining the room towered like giants, beckoning.

He checked his watch, doing the silent countdown in his head. 3...2...1...

All of a sudden the lights went dark, the only light left in the room being the faint lamps hung behind the purple stained glass windows embedded in the walls. Perfect. The power had gone off at the exact time he'd planned. The security cameras should've been off too, and even if they weren't, most likely the entire police squadron would be in a panic, trying to get the lights back on.

"Hey, KID, you okay?" came Conan's voice through their communicator.

"Yep. All it took was some knockout gas to get in. Seriously, these guys underestimate me way too much."

"Okay, good, but I'm still worried about—"

"Well I'm already here, so even if I wanted to, it's too late for me to back out of it."

"No, you don't get it. Whoever killed Sherilyn Tan obviously carries some vendetta against you if they decided to frame you for it. That means that you could be—"

"Just who exactly do you think you're talking to?" Kaito laughed. He couldn't, didn't reveal the nervousness he felt as well. It would distract him. He had to always remember his poker face. "Just relax and let me do my job."

"Just get the gem and get out of there!"

"Jeez, alright, alright," he muttered. He reached to turn it off just as he heard Conan's final warning. "And be careful, okay?"

"Of course, mei-tantei," he said. He turned his attention back to the safe. "Now then..." He pulled out the remote control he'd pickpocketed from the millionaire, Mr. Chen. He pressed the button he remembered seeing Mr. Chen press, and waited for the column to appear from the floor. The rectangular steel pillar appeared in front of the center column, the Lapis Fist gleaming elegantly in the clutches of the karate belt. It shone dazzlingly, azure light drawing him in. He didn't need the belt, all he needed was the gem. As quietly as he could manage he unlocked the case and took a tool from his pocket, carefully removing the jewel from its place. It came out cleanly with a satisfying pop. Kaito quickly placed it in his pocket, straightened the belt on its pedestal, then pushed the remote control again and watched it sink back into the ground.

"Alright, I got it," Kaito said into his communicator. "I'll be back soon—"

He stopped, carefully whipping his head around the room.

"Uh, Kid? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just thought I heard something." He slowly reached his hand into his jacket pocket, pulling out his card gun.