Kir Detective Conan Novels & Stories

he said I nodded. We went to Conan's company for the briefing. "Welcome, shall we begin," Mr Shaw asked the moment we sat down. "What is wrong with you?" Kyle suddenly asked, looking at me. He took out a small scarf from his pocket. "Cover your neck," he said and the grinned. "I accidentally gave her a hickey," he added. What the hell is he talking about? I looked up and found Conan glaring at us. Did I miss something? Conan , I just clearly know that this is his doing, so why the glare?

There was only one place he could go. A soft knock roused Rocky from his sleep. He took a knife in his hands, as he moved slowly to the door. He opened the door, dragged the assailant into the room, and pinned his neck with a knife to his throat. "It's me, Conan." Conan managed to wheeze out, as he tapped the floor. " Conan." Rocky released him. " What the hell?" Conan whispered, coughing to the effect. Rocky watched him, as he quieted down. How was he supposed to know. Conan was dressed formally.

Harold was asked to investigate about this flower named Konki, which was used to create Calliot tea and killed many werewolves in the pack. After searching around, Harold found a rouge who had a connection with the said flower. However, the rogue died before Harold can meet him. He died in his human form. Police lines scattered around the horrific scene. Harold watched from afar. No one noticed how his golden eyes brightened in a flash as he tried to identify the tall man inside the police line. A little later, Harold recognized the handsome detective in charge of the case.

His pulse was still thrumming from the brief exchange, but something was clear now; this wasn’t some weakling or messenger sent to grovel. This was someone dangerous. Someone who knew how to fight. Derek took a step closer, nodding toward the bodies of the fallen rogues littering the ground. “Well,” Derek drawled, smirking. “You made quite a mess.” Conan didn’t move. “Who are you?” Derek tilted his head, amused. “Depends who’s asking.” “Someone who doesn’t like games.” Conan shot back Derek chuckled, taking another step forward. “Then you won’t like this conversation.” He nodded toward the fallen rogue wolves.

Brad was a high ranking wolf, he could handle the drink but he would still act intoxicated. A knock arrived at the door notifying me of a guest. I put the vial in a pocket in my panty liner. Just in case I was searched for weapons or anything of that sort, I could easily get through security without too much suspicion. I opened the door to see Conan in a black tuxedo, looking as hot as ever. His hair was parted by the edge, giving him a nineties look with his brows lapping to his face giving a hot crease when he would frown.

I said softly, "Hello, Javier." Aiden - The cops bundled off Mike. The detective stayed and looked at me. "I am Detective Conan, chief called me and informed me about your missing wife. She has been missing for how many hours?" He asked casually. "About six hours, I believe she has been kidnapped. There hasn't been any call for ransom yet, but I think it won't be long," I replied. "So how can I help you, Mr Reiner?" The detective asked. "Help me find my wife, of course," I replied, raising an eyebrow at him.

Nike knocked on the wall instead of the door, but he immediately froze to see the sight in front of him. “Ah, deputy chief Nike. Come inside.” Conan held the angry Hinata firmly while planting his benign smile as if it was nothing. Nike froze up like a statue, his brain was working hard to perceive the order just now. Part of his brain disagreed and wanted to wait for the chief’s approval. However, another part was to drop the criminal off and flee without thinking much. As if Conan understood his worry, the man just waved his hand towards one of the empty couches in a friendly manner while another hand was still hugging the waist of the angry chief.

Deva said and Kiran's face grew slightly brighter. "I was actually drunk and I've been researching her for two years. I linked all the kills and noticed that all of those people were actually corrupt ones or involved in other criminal activities. Kali was just killing the criminals, not the innocents." Kiran explained and Maya tilted her head slightly. Vardhan crossed his arms at his chest while Spade was busy staring at the man with his face covered.

The detective said. “Whose help?” Mitsuhide questioned, knowing where this was headed. The detective was going Kit to help him in some way. “I think Dr. Jones is the key.” The detective said. “Akechi,” Mitsuhide said absentmindedly. “Her last name is Akechi now.” “Fine, Dr. Akechi.” The detective chuckled. “I do think that if we had her in the room, it would spark a response from Cindy.” “It probably would,” Mitsuhide said as Kit sat up and looked at him. “The detective thinks that you would spark Cindy into saying something other than scriptures, which is what she is doing currently.”

I folded my arms “ you know you are this close to being hang to death , I also know that you are lying - I don’t think you want to lie to me , I know about that sick society of yours and I know that you like to get off watching others going through a round of torture believe me , if I want - I can actually easily replace you with the one getting tortured while the others watch you . I know that you are involvement , and I also know that your technical skills are good but you are the helping hand who helped the person who killed an innocent girl and harmed another because of their sick fetishes - so who is it ?” “ We do know that you like to watch the show “ said Conan “ I think you are lying