Detective Conan: Trouble at Home (private RP)

[arkham-insanity]

Dr. Agasa pondered Jimmys question...and put the jar of cream in Conans backpack.

"Why dont you just go over there....I can tell Richard that I sent you to the store to buy me some cans of oil for an experiment...which just happens to be where the crime scene is." Agasa winked at Conan who was looking very adorable with his cheeks blushing.

"Dont worry...I will take responsibilty if Richard gets mad"

[bobby]

Conan pondered Dr. Agasa's last comment. It would be all well and good for the Dr. to take responsibility but would that be BEFORE or AFTER Richard took down Conan's pants!!!

"Okay, I guess that's the best we can do." The cream had worked like a charm and his bottom felt in pristine condition.

"Hey wha...?" Conan was rather surprised with Dr. Agasa picked him up, sat him on his lap and helped him put his undies and shorts back on, buttoning them himself and then patting Conan on the head when he was done.

"Hey, Dr. Agasa, remember I'm Jimmy!" Conan said. He'd been so flabbergasted that he'd just sat there while Dr. Agasa dressed him.

Agasa smiled and winked. "Sorry, Jimmy, it's just that you're also an adorable little six year old. I couldn't resist."

Fuming, Conan, headed out of Dr. Agasa's apartment and to the crime scene.

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Conan had no touble gaining access, because he was so frequently with Richard that everyone knew that he was the little boy that Richard and his daughter were taking care of.

Conan had made sure to stop at the store first and actually get the cans of oil for 'show and tell.'

"Hi, Unca Richard," the little boy cheerily as he waved at the Inspector. "Dr. Agasa sent me on an errand...." (he held up the cans - 'show and tell')..."...so I thought I'd stop by and say hello."

There was an unknown woman and man in the crime scene and Conan immediately looked at her lips to see the color. It was the same as on the cigarette.

The woman was tall with long dark hair and the man was a big dude with a beard and a pipe sticking out of his jacket pocket.

[arkham-insanity]

Richard looked at Conan in surprise.
"CONAN!!!...go back home NOW" I am in the middle of a very important case...and I dont need your yammering to break my concentration!"

Richard turned away from Conan and then pointed at the man.
"And the Killer is YOU!!!!! Mr.YUMI!!!....yes you thought you were clever but not clever enough..HA HAAAA"

[bobby]

Conan slunk to the side of the Chief of Police and looked at Mr. Yumi. The big man took his pipe out of his pocket and fiddled with it. Conan watched his hands fiddle with the pipe. They were experienced hands. "That guy has smoked a pipe for years," Conan thought.

Then he watched the dark haired woman open her handbag and take out a cigarette. She also took out a lighter, and as she did so. Conan stared at the lighter; it looked familiar! Where had he seen something like it before?

"Dr. Agasa's!" Conan thought. "Holy cow! That isn't just a lighter!"

"Uncle Richard!" Conan said loudly. "I....uh....I gotta go potty right now and I can't get my buttons opened." The little boy grabbed his crotch and jogged from foot to foot. "Ooooh! I gotta go! I gotta go!"

Conan, who was no taller than Richard's belt, grabbed hold of the smoldering detective's pant leg and tugged on it urgently. "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" he said, pressing his legs together in typical 'little-boy-about-to-have-an-accident' fashion.

[arkham-insanity]

"CONAN!!!...Stop it!!!...let go.....This is why I wanted you to stay at Agasa's!!!!"
Richards face began to blush red as everyone was now staring at him and the little boy who was doing the potty dance.

[bobby]

The Chief of Police frowned and shook his head and pulled on his moustache.

"For heaven's sake Moore, take your kid to the john!" The Police Chief ordered.

Conan smiled and then made his face desperate, he seemed to be trying to tug his own pants down right in front of everyone. "HURRY! HURRY! I GOTTA MAKE PEE PEE RIGHT NOW!" Conan shouted hysterically.

[arkham-insanity]

Richard angrly picked up Conan and held him out at arms length and made a dash to the nearest conveniant store.

"HEY you guys got a bathroom?" he shouted holding Conan up...the lady behind the counter pointed and Richard ran to the bathroom door and angrily unbuttoned Conans shorts.

"I CANT belive I am having to do this!!!!!!" he swore under his breath then shoved Conan in a stall.

[bobby]

Conan sat on the toilet for as long as he figured that taking a leak would take. He didn't need to do anything but what he had already done. He had slipped the zip-lock bag with the lip-sticked cigarette in Richard's pocket as Richard carried him to the convenience store.

"Now I have to be little mr. helpless again," Conan thought, "and let Big Daddy do up my pants."

Swallowing his humiliation, Conan came blissfully out of the stall with his pants and underpants down around his ankles.

"I'm done, Uncle Richard. Phew! I feel better. Thank you for taking me."

[arkham-insanity]

Richards face was scrunched up with a sour look and sighed heavily as he fastned the buttons once again.

"Took you long enough you runt...we are going to have a long talk when we get home about this....just you wait!!"

Richard shoved the door open grumpily and jerked Conan back outside....before they got to the crime scene Richard pointed to the direction of Dr. Agasas house.

"Now go back to Dr. Agasas NOW!!!..you have already caused enough trouble!!!"

[bobby]

Conan blanced when Richard said, "..we are going to have a long talk when we get home about this....just you wait!"

Then when Richard ordered him back to Dr. Agasa's house, Conan knew what he had to do next.

After Richard went up to the crime scene, Conan snuck up and from behind a door jam pointed the devise that Dr. Agasa had made for him a while back. It was a stunner that hit its target with incredible precision.

"YES, MR. YUMI. YOU ARE THE KI...." Conan hit Richard with the stunner and the faux detective, who was (fortunately) already sitting in a chair, slumped to one side. Using his voice thrower, Conan immediately began talking for Richard.

"You are kind of man," he said, altering Richard's words, "that stands behind the woman he loves." The dark haired woman's eyes opened and she dropped the cigarette she had been smoking.

"Inspector, if you reach into my jacket pocket you'll find a cigarette that's identical to the one that Ms. Iyakowa just dropped and a stamp. Then you'll find an envelope in her bag that has a matching stamp. The stamp and the lipstick are both Brazilian made, aren't they Ms. Iyakowa? And the lighter that the Chief is going to also take from your bag is a lighter/revolver. I cleverly found your cigarette at the crime scene and pieced it all together. YOU are the murderer and the motive was blackmail. You are also a drug dealer and the man you killed had he information."

While two policeman hastily took Ms. Iyakowa by the arms, the Chief of Police followed Richard/Conan's instructions and sure enough the proof was all there.

At this point, Conan, eager to see the envelope came out from behind the door and danced forward.

"Conan," said the Chief of Police, "where'd you come from."

"CONAN!" roared Richard, who had just come out of his trance, "WHERE THE HELL DID YOU COME FROM, YOU BRAT!!!"