Within the course of a few days, a letter arrives by dove, a quick pecking at your window to signify the arrival of a message sent presumably by the mayor.
As always, the handwriting is thick and cursive, filled with swoops and beautiful curls. Perhaps the handwriting is even more frivolous on this letter than the ones before; this one has not been photocopied, and obviously meticulous care went into the appearance of its words.
Dear Shinichi Kudou,
It seems you do not quite trust me. I would wonder why, being that I have provided for you a city that is beyond compare! Your curiosity is a bludgeon to my side, for it means that things in the city are less than satisfactory, and I have tried so hard to make things right.
Ignore your detective instincts. There is a lot less going on to the city than you might think. I will neither divulge information nor stop you from going to find it, but you will just be disappointed if you search too deep. And it’s not very fun if you start looking for answers, now is it?
I am also a little disappointed that you have no gifts for me beyond your words, that are, to be frank, a bore. Next time, please attach a pie or a slice of cake, or I will ignore your questions.
There’s not even a signature attached. Sort of rude of the mayor, maybe. The dove is still at your window, preening its feathers.
So finally the letter arrived. That took quicker than expected. Nonetheless, longer than Conan wanted and thus he rapidly took the letter from the dove to read it. God, this mayor had some nerve. It made him a little angry.
It was time for a hasty reply - or not so hasty, the boy put a lot of thought into his letters. He couldn’t exactly tell the mayor to “fuck off and tell him the truth already”, that would lead to nowhere. He had to be smart about this.
Dear Mayor,
I don’t think you quite understand what exactly your role is supposed to be as the mayor of this city. Mayors never are anonymous, unless you intend to argue back that in Toshi City, this has always been the case. I’m not sure how a flawed system like that is supposed to work. Looks like that makes your city less perfect.
Sorry to disappoint you, but I will NOT ignore my detective instincts. It’s who I am, after all. But thank you for not going to stop me. I will dig deeper than anyone ever has. I will probably find out more than you know. Just wait for it, and I’ll unmask you. I will find out your TRUE identity.
That aside, I’m not sure how to attach a slice of pie to a dove without the bird dying from the weight. Maybe next time then, unless you are okay with a coupon for pie instead. I’ll get you a gift card then.
Lastly, please sign your letters in the future. I want to be sure the replies I get are authentic. It would also be a shame if someone else got the lovely pie I will be sending soon.
Yours faithfully,
Shinichi Kudou
Geez, what a sucking up he did in his letter. At least it might ensure the mayor will respond though. Conan took the letter and put it in an envelope. Then he paused for a little while.
“…..”
He then took out one of his transmitters and put it in the envelope. This one should be able to detect location and pick up nearby sound. If it all went well, he would be able to gather all of this information with his criminal tracking glasses.
Finally, he tied the envelope to the dove and made it fly out the window. Hopefully this would end well.
