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[spoilsfun]

And that makes twenty-six cases this month. How many are you up to?

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[typeajustice]

[ Light is certain this was not meant for him-anyone that would be texting him is well aware that he's in class right now-but still, the content catches his interest. ]

I don't believe that you meant to text me-I'm university student.

Although, I must say, that is quite impressive.

[ And absolutely horrendous. What twenty-three cases had managed to escape his notice? ]

Re: text;

[spoilsfun]

[Wrong number? Conan quickly checks over the text for anything incriminating. ]

No, I was trying to reach someone else. Sorry.

[With any luck this person would drop the question about the cases. ]

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[consultantsdoctor]

That sounds like a great deal of cases for the month. What sort are you handling?

[ Look, John only tags along on cases he doesn't actually solve them. ]

Re: text

[spoilsfun]

[Conan takes a second look at his phone. Because that phrasing was definitely not Hattori.]

Sorry, I must have sent this to the wrong number.

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[consultantsdoctor]

No worries, it happens. Though I'm interested in hearing more.

My partner often handles various cases.

Re: text

[spoilsfun]

[Conan was suddenly interested.]

What kinds of cases?

[umbraportation]

Cases of what, exactly? Soda? Gum? Cigarettes?

[ Look, this phone seemed too good to be true and here's the catch. Strangers texting him. ]

[spoilsfun]

[Conan takes a second look at his phone, because that was not a question Hattori would have needed to ask. And then a second look to make sure there hadn't been anything incriminating.]

Sorry, I think I sent this to the wrong number. And I was talking about mysteries. Murders, mostly.

[umbraportation]

[ Definitely not Hattori. But the answer doesn't really make any sense to Nico because... ]

And you're happy about the fact that you've solved the mystery of so many deaths? Comparing numbers with someone else seems pretty morbid.

[ Take it from a son of Hades. ]

Shouldn't you be more concerned about why so many people are being murdered in mysterious ways?

[spoilsfun]

I'm a detective. Of course I'm happy that that many cases were solved.

[That last comment just puzzled him. He'd just said that the cases had been solved. Why was this person restating it as something to be concerned about? ]

[neverwashere]

[Well, this didn't sound like anyone in the Agency.]

Voluntarily? Zero! There's just too much paperwork involved.

By the way, how did you get ahold of this number?

[spoilsfun]

Sorry. Wrong number. [This was getting ridiculous. Just how many people had received this message?]

[Text] - Because I'm terrible

[secretmakesawoman]

[Considering the context of most Organization messages, this could almost fit in with the rest of them. A little odd still, but that just makes her curious.]

Aren't you busy.

A woman never tells. ♥

[Text] - You really are

[spoilsfun]

[It had been a long time since this Conan had dealt with Vermouth. Even so, something about that phrasing sets off all of his alarms. Not that he lets that stop him from being rude.]

If that's the case, why did you bother replying?