Conan Detective Ran Novels & Stories

“No! She can’t have died! Find her! Even if you have to search through every corner of the world, find her!” Conan’s legs felt like jelly. No matter what, he could not stand on his own two feet. When he remembered Ninian’s despair and hate-filled gaze before he left, his heart clenched in unease. “Didn’t she hire those people? Why is she dead?” Conan rushed over to Crimson. Just as his assistant had said, the police had indeed locked the place down.

No. The department must be trusted. And the agency should send reliable people to work there. He closed all the windows with his mouse. - All open... you are a detective and you leave evidence like this? Maybe I do need a break. Without realizing it, he missed the slip of a criminal.

He didn’t even notice me when he walked by, there must have been something very important in his mind. The Deputy had told me, I’d be working with a man, I was starting to hope it was the one that walked in, even though he looked fierce and tough; he was still the handsomest among the other detectives, he was tall and had a great body; just the type of man I had always dreamed off.

With Dylan reading his small signal and expectedly to the future detective of their gang, a diversion and improvise plan should set things right. Taking a deep breath out, Dylan surrenders. “Okay, I will look for any information that I can get with regards to their identity just to make you at ease, as I will investigate what happened last night.” Assuring his cousin as it knew how he works his way and the trusted one out of anyone for being a talented junior detective whenever he likes it or, he is in a mood. As the raising brand ‘Detective Conan’ whose wit is incomparable to any professional, taking the criminal justice studies of their University of Royal Knights. “But it doesn’t change t

Suddenly he stopped, confused, as ten policemen walked into the funeral. Six of them were in uniform. The other four must have been detectives; they were easily identifiable by their mustaches and modestly priced suits. Not to be a Park Avenue Bitch about it, but when every other guy in the place is wearing three-piece Armani and you’re wearing Men’s Warehouse, you tend to stand out. The lead suit walked right up to Connor. “Mr. Connor Templeton?” Connor stared at him. “Who are you?” “Detective Morse with the NYPD.”

If the Run wasn’t such a horrible event for she-wolves, this forest would make a lovely place for young wolves to meet with others and fall in love. “Do you think the Run will ever end?” I ask, turning to look at Caden only to find his emerald eyes already trained on me. “I do. I have a feeling this will be the last Run by the end of today.” He answers, his eyes holding a flame of determination within them. Something deep inside me tells me that this is the truth and hope for a better future for all she-wolves lights inside me. After a moment of silence spanning between us, Caden leads me back into the cave where we find Amelia awake and dividing up the left over food. Taking a seat on the m

I took a deep breath, ready to head inside when my mother spoke, making me remember her presence. "Um Cianna? Who might this be?" She asked as we all entered. Tristan put a few inches between us, making my heart break a bit but I knew how bad it would be for him if they knew he was dating one of the murder suspects of Sheldon's case. Him seeing me as innocent could lead others to believe that he was being irrational due to personal emotions. "This is Detective Deckor. He's on Sheldon's case" I stated casually, not wanting to pour out my life to her just yet. Tristan had a confused look on his face too, so I clarified.

Etched onto Consuela's face was a look of disbelief as she started amazed at the mechanical wonder before her. "What kind of mystical machine is this?" She walked towards the car and began to run her hands across the exterior of the car. Bending down, she arranged her clothing, so it formed a comfortable surface against the warm, hard tar which allowed her to study underneath the vehicle. "This must be some sort of intricate sorcery! How does it move? What do you call it? What are these circular parts that look like wagon wheels?" DeAndre extended his hand to Consuela in an offer to help her up from the ground; she accepted ad step backwards to allow him to open the car door.

I said angrily while gulping down the canned beer I was holding. "The question is, do you know where to find her?" Kenneth asked. Damn it! I don't even know her address. Why am I so unlucky today? Here I am, almost unable to feel sleepy anymore. It's all Mahana's fault. "What's the point of having detective Conan as your cousin if you're not going to use him for me?" I retorted at him because, among all of us, he's the most knowledgeable about background checks. His hands are nimble when it comes to computers.

She assumed that Helen’s suggestion of explosives was just a tactic to terrify them, but she didn't think it would be true! "But don't the laws in the country make sure that these goods are safe? How did she?... “ Officer Ty shook his head. "We need to look into the details of this case." Mona considered for a moment and nodded. Conan happened to show up at that exact time. When he saw Officer Ty, he told him everything that had happened in the last few days. Conan broke up with Helen years ago because she was so possessive. Helen wouldn't accept it and kept bothering him. To get her to stop bothering him, Conan swiftly started seeing a new girlfriend, Agatha.