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14 April 2008 @ 10:00 pm
The Last Laugh (30 Evil Deeds)  
Title: The Last Laugh
Author: Candyland
Fandom: Detective Conan
Bad Guy: Gin
Theme: #19—a lost glove
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Own Detective Conan, I do not. Own the characters, Gosho Aoyama does. Making money off them, I am not. Borrow and write about them, I merely do. Talk like Yoda, I must.
Summary: From the moment the cuffs closed on his wrists, everything was a blur.



The days had passed quickly, in something of a blur. From the moment the cuffs had closed around his wrists onward, he was in a fog of disbelief.

His arrest had been a shock, to say the least. He and Vodka had been waiting on the platform for the train to arrive—nothing too out of the ordinary. It had been an uneventful day overall. They were on their way to headquarters. But he suddenly became aware of three men in suits standing behind him, so close as to be rude.

He was about to step away when one of the men spoke, saying three words that froze him in his tracks.

You’re under arrest.

Gloved hands caught his wrists and pulled them behind his back. As the handcuffs clicked into place, they told him that it was for the attempted murder of Kudo Shinichi and asked him to please come along quietly. It was that statement that turned him completely cold.

Attempted murder?

A glance to the side proved that the same fate was befalling Vodka. Overall, though, he was just too startled to protest or resist.

The ride to the police station was silent; he heard nothing around him. He was going over things in his head, trying to piece it all together. Kudo had jumped off that cliff, rather than let himself be shot. If they had simply found the body, they should have theoretically called it a suicide—for that’s what it truly was. He had jumped.

But it also stood to reason that they would figure Kudo would not do such a thing, and so label it an accident, or even suspect it to be a murder. Could they have somehow learned about the showdown, and how he had driven the kid to that edge? But there still would have been no direct evidence to link him to the brat. He had not touched the kid, and there was no ballistics evidence there. So there was no real reason for them to…

…there was one way.

The more he thought about it, the more it added up. It was the only possible explanation that used all of the information he had, the only way that the police could have known what had transpired between him and Kudo, to say nothing of implicating Vodka’s part in the whole thing.

Someone had told the police. And the only one who could have given them enough information to make an arrest possible was Kudo Shinichi himself. Which meant…

…he had survived.

A one-in-a-million chance, and the damned kid had still beaten the odds. It was probably a gamble even Kudo himself hadn’t dared think he could win.

Not only had Gin been deprived of the kill, but not even his empty victory had been taken away from him. He had nothing to show for his tangle with Kudo, save a trial and certainly a prison term—possibly for the rest of his life. For the first time in his decidedly long, admirable career (well, admirable to a certain type), he had lost. And not just the victim getting away or something going marginally wrong.

He had lost the game, the set, and the match. The battle and the war.

In some ways, the point wasn’t really driven home until he actually saw the kid. It was the second day of his trial. The first day had been devoted to the opening statements of the prosecution and the defense, and the testimonies of police and detectives handling the case.

On the second day, the prosecution called Kudo Shinichi to the stand.

There was a murmur in the courtroom; many there knew that name. And as the case had begun to develop in the media, it became clear to many that Kudo was to be the star witness for the prosecution. And what a witness! Intelligent, young, good-looking, of excellent reputation, and with strong ties to the police department due to his detective work…he was, in many ways, an ideal person to put on the witness stand. And if the inklings being released in the news were any indication, the young man had quite a story to tell.

Gin got a good look at his would-be victim as Kudo made his way to the stand. The fall from the precipice into the sea had not been kind, though the kid had survived. He was on crutches, one leg bound in a cast; his face was ghastly pale, and he winced with each of his slow, careful movements. It seemed to point to broken ribs? Whatever the case, he was obviously in pain, and every sympathetic eye in the courtroom was squarely on him.

Kudo’s testimony took the entire day. He spoke clearly and articulately; the court hung on his every word. He told a fantastic story—starting with his first encounter with the defendant, he led the court through his ordeal, guided through the story by the careful questioning of the prosecution. From the attempt on his life to his time spent in hiding, and in fear for his life and the lives of those around him, to his subsequent revival courtesy of a newly-discovered antidote, which ultimately led to his second confrontation with the defendant. Everything pertaining to his story was laid out in his testimony.

Gin listened to the entire story without so much as a flicker of emotion. His eyes stayed trained squarely on the witness, his primary accuser.

The defense latched onto the fact that Kudo had actively lied about his whereabouts while he was in hiding—and openly admitted to those lies on the witness stand—as a chisel to try and wedge open his story. But there was no shaking him or his credibility; his story did not change. The defense attorney was unable to rattle the young man.

When he was allowed to step down from the stand, he did so slowly and with obvious care to not jostle anything more than was necessary. The bailiff reached out with a hand to offer assistance. Rather than the expected murmurs and chattering over his story, the courtroom was silent. There was no shortage of sympathy in the looks the witness was given…

And there was no shortage of hatred in the glares thrown towards the one responsible.

As Kudo passed by Gin, he paused for a mere moment, his eyes finally meeting Gin’s squarely. And there was no mistaking what that hard look of Kudo’s meant.

I win.


PS. This is a follow-up to the previous Evil Deeds fic, in which Shinichi jumps off a cliff to escape from Gin. Only four more to go in this challenge! Thanks for reading, all! Much love!

 
 
 
shubbimama: MP Our Heroshubbimama on April 15th, 2008 05:03 am (UTC)
Oh my! Great, great, great!

You win! XD
Candyland: Candylandcandyfics on April 16th, 2008 11:19 am (UTC)
Thank you! \o/
M.O.N.A.: Kira Was Here - DNran_mouri82 on April 17th, 2008 12:51 am (UTC)
Yay! This is something of an extended epilogue to the first part, but it's still dark in its own way. Figures Shin'ichi would somehow manage to live! (That guy seems fond of crazy falls. He should take up skydiving.) XD I wonder how Gin would struggle internally now that his criminal life is being ripped from him. Still, it was great to see Shin'ichi face Gin like that! Good job!
Candyland: DC: Conancandyfics on April 17th, 2008 02:59 pm (UTC)
In hindsight, I could have run it all together in one long fic, but...then I would have still had another theme to write-- *shot* Okay, okay, I kid XD

I don't think Shinichi counted on surviving...I sort of have this vision of a mother and her kid walking along on the sidewalk and finding the "body" washed up on the shore or something. They call the police, and find him alive. That's my mental canon, and I'm sticking to it ^_~

*glomps* Thanks, nice lady! Glad you enjoyed it! :D
M.O.N.A.: i luv u 2 - DCran_mouri82 on April 17th, 2008 08:04 pm (UTC)
I like your mental canon. ^_~

KABOOM! (Just kidding!)
Candyland: DC: Haibaracandyfics on April 21st, 2008 01:44 am (UTC)
My mental canon could be lethal XD
marsdejahthorismarsdejahthoris on April 17th, 2008 03:44 am (UTC)
Squee, he lived after all! And he totally WOULD face Gin like that, gaze hard as stone... This is lovely, Candy, as usual. *hugs*
Candyland: DC: Kid (Mouthless Wonder)candyfics on April 17th, 2008 02:59 pm (UTC)
*hugsback* Thank you! I'm glad you liked it ^_____^