Idiots & Injuries

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A moment of silence.

Then Snake stalked off grumbling a handful of choice words.

KID let out the tense breath he was holding, taking in lungfuls of air with a measured rhythm to calm his rapid heart rate.

After a minute of silent relief, KID nimbly made his way down the tree they were hiding in, carrying Conan and gently setting him down when they reached the ground.

That's when KID spots it, the blood on Conan's forehead. His heart rate picks up for the umpteenth time tonight in a mild panic. Tantei-kun got hurt.
His mind raced over the events that had just taken placed.

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Kaito always knew Lady Luck favoured him. But that's all it was, a preference, not a guarantee. He could always feel at the back of his mind, that uncertain countdown until he encountered a lapse in good luck. Never knowing how soon it would come, always keeping him on his toes.

Well today was when bad luck decided to greet him.
The world requires balance and to make up for all his good fortune, it was as if tonight's menu was serving concentrated misfortune.

Snake and his slimy gang had made a reappearance and they might actually be trying to strategize as opposed to their usual daft misdeeds.
The announced time of the heist was fast approaching and the phantom thief was silently waiting in position as was the KID Taskforce, much like usual. However unlike usual, another party was lying in wait. One minute before showtime and the lights in the showroom, where tonight's target was set up, prematurely went out, surprising both KID and the taskforce as the darkness engulfed them. Inspector Nakamori wasted no time letting out an enraged bellow, "That tricky thief! Thinks he can trip us up by switching up the rules! Don't let him near the display case!"
A chorus of 'Roger's replied followed by various grunts, shouts of surprise and thumps.
KID, who had held back, pulling out his night vision binoculars, to assess this unexpected development, jumped into action. He had spotted shady looking men wearing night vision goggles in the guard uniforms, armed with illegal firearms, knocking out the real police force.

The thief was pissed. First they decide to infiltrate his heist uninvited and hijack it, interrupting his show, and then they decide to hurt his taskforce?? Oh hell no. No one is allowed to mess with his taskforce except for him. And no one was going to harm them and get away with it, not while KID was around.

As he silently made his way over to where the lowlifes were breaking into the display case, KID suddenly noticed them. Small black boxes with tiny blinking red lights that were among those that were knocked out. They must be bombs, ready to be set off as soon as the attackers get out with the target. Damn it. This wasn't just assault and larceny, they were willing to murder for this gem.
Wait a minute, could they be— do they work for Snake? KID was becoming more enraged by the second. Calm down keep a straight head, remember your poker face. The thief clad in white switched his course to make quick work of collecting the bombs and gathering them in a far corner of the room, covering them in layers of a thick and foamy slime trap he had prepared for tonight's fun.

Fortunately he went unnoticed as the scoundrels were focused on obtaining the gem, unfortunately they succeed while KID was taking care of the bombs.
Now that the black thieves had the gem in their hands, they looked up to spot the phantom thief's silent approach and quickly had their guns pointed at him. KID broke into a sprint, weaving and ducking to dodge the assault as he made a beeline for the gem. The white thief managed to swipe back the gem from the black thieves without any injury. However as he made to escape, he noticed that while some of them had been occupied with stopping him, the rest had managed to block most of the exits, including his original escape route.
Damn those slimy bastards, they're trying to herd me into a trap. And what's worse is that it looks like I'll just have to go along with it until I can figure out a way to turn the tables.