Fandom: Detective Conan
Bad Guy: Gin
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: They really needed to stop giving him new kids to train.
Why did they keep assigning him these new recruits? Gin sighed as he watched his newest trainee prance around in front of their intended victim. There were many in the Syndicate who were far more suited to training the newbies—you know, people with patience.
…seriously, though. They made him leave Vodka behind to take this preening young idiot to the job?
Gin pressed a gloved hand to his forehead and sighed. He was getting a headache. The intended victim—some poor slob of an attorney—should already be dead, and they should be on their merry way. But the damn new kid (what was his name again?) wouldn’t shut up. He was posturing and preening and cackling as he taunted the lawyer.
The victim, meanwhile, cowered and whimpered. A lot.
This was supposed to be a quick, easy, in-and-out job. But fifteen minutes later, there hadn’t been a single shot fired, and there wasn’t even a trace of bloodshed. The risk was growing with each passing second that they stood there. And the fool of a recruit was still monologue-ing.
Finally, it was just too much. “Kid.”
The new recruit turned around. “Yeah?”
One shot to the forehead was all it took, and the idiot dropped like a stone.
The lawyer stared at the dead body, obviously horrified at the murder that had just taken place before him. Then his expression shifted to relief, and he looked up to Gin with grateful eyes. “Th-thank y—“
A second shot was fired.
As he turned to make his exit from the scene, leaving the two corpses behind, Gin made a mental note to contact that Boss. Three newbies to train in the last two months…and he’d had to shoot all of them for being damned nuisances.
They really needed to stop giving him these stupid kids.
PS. You don’t know how close I was to describing the lawyer as one of the characters from Phoenix Wright. You really don’t. But I didn’t because A) I love those guys too much to do that, and B) I couldn’t decide which one it should be. Only one theme left. Hope you’ll tune in for the thrilling…err, the interesting…err, the well-written…um, the conclusion. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!