“Hey now kid, I’m the one who should be asking you that. Last I checked I was the real Jimmy Kudo. What makes you think you can parade around as Conan?” Jimmy asked quietly. He was upset and terribly confused. Why on earth was there some kid that looked exactly as he did when he was Conan?
Unless, for some reason, this kid actually was Conan.
Whatever the case was, it wasn’t a good idea for them to stay there. If they were both who they said they were, they needed to go some place that wasn’t the Moore’s to discuss this. The safest place for them now would be Doctor Agasa’s.
Conan gave a small snort but, with a quick glance back into the agency, tugged on his shoes and darted outside, quietly clicking the door shut behind him. He took a few steps away from ‘Jimmy’ towards Agasa’s direction, looking back at him.
“C’mon.” He said simply, but his eyes were serious..but curious as well.
‘Conan’ stepped out of the Moore’s Agency and moved in the direction of Agasa’s. Whoever he really was, he wasn’t dumb and had seemed to have the same idea.
“Okay, pipsqueak, we’re going to my good friend Doctor Agasa to see if he can tell us what’s going on.”
Jimmy walked off letting ‘Conan’ follow behind. Jimmy planned to get to the bottom of this before anything else happened.
Conan walked casually behind Jimmy, arms locked behind his head as he thought, his gaze wandering from between staring at the back of Jimmy’s head to people passing by.
‘This doesn’t make any sense. Even if he were a doppelganger he’s proven he doesn’t have any malicious intent for me…well yet, I suppose. He would of kidnapped me right then at the door if that had been the case. He knows the way to Agasa’s, and what bothers me the most is he LOOKS like what I would possibly look like if I had been transformed back. Just a little bit older, same facial structure, same body type, same everything right down to actions and the way I know I express myself. If he was a doppelganger then he’s a really good one!’
Here he swung his arms down and crossed them in front of him, giving a small glare as Jimmy glanced back to make sure he was still there.
‘We’ll find out soon enough, Doc should have some kind of idea what’s going on.’ As he thought that, Agasa’s house appeared in the distance. With excitement running rampant in his head, he sprinted ahead of Jimmy with fervor to the telecom at the gate.
“‘Allo, how may I ‘elp you?’” The voice crackled over and Conan had to get up on his tiptoes momentarily to be heard.
“It’s Jimmy, Doc! Can you let me in?”
“..Ji..mmy? But you sound like…oh alright give me a moment..”
Conan tilted back a bit.
‘That was weird..’
By the time Jimmy caught up, glaring daggers at him, the gate had opened and with a mischievous smile Conan bowed a bit and swept his arms towards the house.
“Age before beauty!”