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Nine minutes, thirty-one seconds.

[one hand is in his pocket, fingering the pocketwatch there, keeping track of the time he's been in the dressing room. His gaze is restless as he looks around, keeping a constant lookout for movement, for a person - or people - as he explores]

[he looks just like any Saguru you might meet at a crossroads. Perhaps the shadows under his eyes are a little darker than normal, but he's probably just had a few late nights chasing a thief]

[right?]

[ooc: and I'm sure we all know where this is going by now~ DR, have the third of four mirror!detectives]

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I don't know. Black's been overdone.

Bloodstains show up far too well on white.

[a short, humourless laugh]

I was once able to deduce how he'd killed someone by the stains on his suit.

[Both of those statements are -- unexpected from Hakuba. Not the Hakuba he knows, Shinichi reminds himself. Not the one that Kid's told you about. It might be too late for caution, but he reminds himself to be careful anyway.]

Of course. You're a detective -- not 1412's launderer.

[Sometimes I feel like I should be - the thought snaps to the forefront of his mind, along with memeories of cases he's attended where 1412 has been -waiting- for him, smiling.]

Clearing up after him amounts to the same thing, Kudo-kun.

[Cleaning up? It's not an analogy Shinichi would use, but he can see how it might appeal and relaxes slightly.]

A tough job, but somebody has to do it?

Precisely.

Nakamori and his men were doing well enough before I came - I suppose my presence gives them something of a well-needed break.

[He's thought about quitting, but only to entertain the thought - 1412 would follow him, he's almost sure of it. And that would be worse than the alternative of staying.]

So it's like that ...

Well, I'll leave you to it.

[he nods perfuntorialy]

Of course.

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