The Black Fox (Shinichi X Reader)

Framed

Let's skip all the rambling, on with the story!

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"W-what the hell?" You hissed, drawing the attention of the detectives.

"Is something wrong?" Savage Sato asked.

You shot a glance towards Conan, before taking a deep breath. "Self preservation tells me to keep quiet, but I know a detective needs all the facts to do their job." You mumbled, before setting your jaw. "That's my necklace."

Mickey grabbed the bag from the CSI, and held it out for you to see it more clearly. "Are you positive this is yours?"

"No question. It was a gift from a dear friend of mine. It's one of a kind. I couldn't find it this morning when I woke up, but I can't exactly prove that." 

Mickey's expression hardened a fraction. "I hate to ask this, but where were you at 9:39 this morning?"

You grit your teeth. "I started my bath at 9:20. I just got out not even ten minutes ago."

"Can anyone confirm that's where you were?" Lover Boy asked.

"Are you asking me if someone was in the room with me?" You tried to suppress the anger from rising in your tone. "Cause the answer is obviously going to be no."

"(Y/N), it'll be okay." Ran tried to sooth you.

"I appreciate the sentiment, but I have to be realistic. From a detective's standpoint I'm a suspect. I have no solid alibi, and one of my belongings was found in the room with the victim." You said through gritted teeth. "The only thing I have going for me, is that there is absolutely no motive for me to kill him." You sighed. "On that note, being a suspect means you'll have to search my room. It would be best for you to do it now, so that I can just stay in there until my name is cleared." You yawned, but it came out as more of a gasping inhale. 

"Thank you for being so understanding." Sato said softly. "We'll be quick." 

True to her word, Sato had the officer's thoroughly search your room as quickly as possible. Withing thirty minutes, they cleared out of your room. As you'd figured, they'd found nothing. To keep yourself safe at all times, you  were always aware of even the slightest changes in your surroundings. Nobody could have slipped into your room without you noticing.

"We'll have someone posted outside your room for the time being." Mickey informed you.

"Yeah, I know the routine." You grumbled, before plopping down on the edge of your bed. The detectives nodded, before taking their leave. "Well, talk about a shitty vacation." You half chuckled, before looking at Conan and the others.

"Why'd ya volunteer to be locked in yer room like that?" Kazuha mumbled.

"It's simple really. While I'd love to prove my innocence, I know that any evidence I find will be useless. It'll be thrown out cause I could have tampered with it to cover my own butt." You let out a frustrated sigh, before fixing a smirk on your face. "As such, it's up to you guys." You looked at Heiji, before focusing entirely on Conan. "I'm counting on you~" You hummed.

"Don't worry, we'll figure this out in no time." Heiji stated confidently.

He started towards the door, and the girl's followed after him. Conan, however, hung back. He locked eyes with you, his eyes intent, and worried. "Does anything about this seem like his work?" He asked in a low tone.

You felt your chest tighten at the mention of the killer. You took a breath to calm yourself. "No, he's too partial to his knife to kill someone in such a clean way." You whispered. "There has to be something, some clue to clear things up." You mumbled. "Is it the girlfriend, a mistress, a business partner?" You growled, pressing the heel of your palm into your forehead.