Case 020

[1_truth]

{{ →!Action | 915 Bilko Boulevard | Shortly after Gin's post }}

[ His face is pale and he may have broken into a cold sweat as he slams the phone down-sitting back on the chair he had to climb up on and just stares at the phone. There's a million thoughts running through his head. ]

[ This can't happen. He had to be mistaken... right? It was just... someone with a similar voice... but no. He can't take that chance. He needs to know beyond a doubt if that was really Gin on the other line. ]

{{ →!Action | Outside 915 Bilko Boulevard }}

[ Conan is crouched down low on the porch and just watching the passersby. He's mostly concealed but you can probably see his red shoes and back of his blue blazer. ]

Comments

[1_truth]

[ Conan has a major soft spot for animals. ]

Ah-no.. that's okay. I want to be able to see down the street.

[derp_detective]

Ah, okay, well, if you ever need help finding a better hiding spot, just let me know.

[Gumshoe gestures to the dog.]

Or Missile. He's great at finding all kinds of things!

[1_truth]

Missile? Is that his name?

[ Conan is still petting him, kind of wondering where Holmes the cat ran off too but assumes he's off sleeping somewhere. ]

[derp_detective]

[Missile is enjoying the attention, always glad for the petting.]

Yep! Kinda appropriate with how he takes off when he catches the whiff of something important...

[1_truth]

Eh? He sounds like a good partner to have on cases.

[ pet pet pet ]