Likewise, Conan happened to be well aware that combat was not one of his many skills. Not when he'd been a teenager, and certainly not now that he was three feet tall. He'd made the easy decision to tag alone with Holmes. (There was no way he'd give up a chance to see the master at work, even if this wasn't quitethe Holmes he'd grown up idolizing.)

But of course once they'd actually arrived, he hadn't been able to resist slipping off to do a little investigating of his own. As Holmes starts on the next part of the interrogation, Conan coughs quietly and holds out a binder, blandly ignoring the group's sudden alarm..