Fandom: Detective Conan
Publish Date: 9/24/2005 through 12/24/2006 (in Short Stack Stories)
Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan. But I do have homemade hand-puppets for each character...that's normal, right?
It was late one evening, shortly after a heist, that Nakamori-keibu got the call.
Kaitou Kid had been seen fleeing from a home in a residential neighborhood. Said home was owned by an older woman whose husband had passed; she lived alone. Now in a panic, the police rushed to the house in question and pounded on the door, not sure what to think.
After a moment, a very elderly woman answered the door; she seemed very confused by the commotion on her doorstep. “What seems to be the trouble, officer?” she asked shakily after Nakamori showed her his badge.
“We got a call that Kaitou Kid was seen leaving your house a short time ago,” the Inspector asked, raising his voice a bit to make sure she heard him.
She stared at him for a moment before comprehension dawned. “Oh…is that who that nice, charming young man was?” She smiled. “He said he was going to a costume party. My vision isn’t the best, you understand.” She laughed and pointed to spectacles hanging on a cord around her neck.
“What was he doing here?” Nakamori asked.
“Well,” the elderly woman said, still chuckling. “He said he was passing by and saw I was having trouble. He was ever so polite! But if it was that thief that’s always in the papers…that would explain it. You see, I lost my key, and I was locked out of my house, and he let me back in. I wondered how he got that door open…”