"That, that''s it! It''s the same t-shirt as that guy''s," Genta said while pointing his finger.


    Yuuki looked at there was a guy who was wearing a t-shirt with a skull and ''1999'' number design on it.


    Mitsuhiko stood up and said, "Could it be that you''re it!? The culprit that targeting Genta-kun?"


    "Huh?" the man was startled.


    "But he didn''t have any resemnce...." Genta said and added, "And the culprit''s shirt I saw didn''t have 1999 on it, it was 202."


    Yuuki stood up and said, "I''m sorry for both of them."


    "No, that''s fine," the man said.


    "Can you tell us where you bought your t-shirt?" Yuuki asked.


    "Oh, it''s a clothing store next to the station named ''bones''," the man said.


    "Thank you very much," Yuuki nodded.


    "Alright, let''s go to that clothing store!" Mitsuhiko said.


    "Yeah," Ayumi and Genta nodded.


    "Wait! Let me pay for the food first," Yuuki said and paid the bill.


    "That fat kid is eating way too much," Utaha said.


    "Oh, it''s okay, it isn''t like we''re going to eat in this ce often," Yuuki said and followed them.


    They entered the clothing store and asked the clerk.


    "Yeah, that''s right, these skull t-shirts are the originals in our store!" The clerk sounded quite proud when she said that.


    "Is there any 202 version?" Yuuki asked.


    "Hmm, there were several versions, but did we have a 202 version?" The clerk was quite unsure.


    "What other version do you have?" Utaha asked.


    "Clumsy, Stuff, 1999, Help, Escape, SOS, etc, remember the prophecy about the end of the world?" the clerk said.


    They nodded since they had heard it a few years ago.


    "We got carried away and made it!" The clerkughed.


    "Do you remember any suspicious person who bought it?" Conan asked.


    "I don''t remember, there are a lot of people who bought that t-shirt and I can''t remember all of their faces," the clerk said.


    "Then thank you very much," Conan knew that he didn''t find any clue in this ce. He looked at everyone and said, "Let''s go."


    "Do you still have that t-shirt?" Utaha asked.


    "We still have it," the clerk said.


    "Can you pack me two t-shirts?" Utaha said.


    "Sure," the clerk said and asked, "Which design?"


    "Escape," Utaha said.


    "You want to buy that t-shirt?" Yuuki felt weird.


    Utaha nodded, "Yeah, I think this t-shirt will be suitable when you use it in the battle."


    "Battle?" Yuuki twitched his lips.


    "Yeah, don''t you have a wrestling matchter, you can use this t-shirt," Utaha said.


    Conan, who saw both of them bought the t-shirt in his ce, didn''t know how to react in this situation.


    "Well, we had no harvest earlier," Ayumi said.


    "If only he had remembered where he saw the culprit''s face," Mitsuhiko sighed.


    "Wasn''t it in the theater or on the train," Ayumi asked.


    "No, you can''t smoke in that ce," Utaha said.


    "I was looking at that guy the whole time but he only read a newspaper or smoked..." Genta said.


    "How can you remember those details but not where you saw him?" Mitsuhiko asked.


    "Dunno," Genta only shook his head.


    "But it''s odd, usually, that one would be upset if you kept staring at them," Haibara said.


    "Did he get angry?" Utaha asked.


    "No, our eyes didn''t meet each other," Genta said.


    Yuuki rubbed his chin and he had an idea where Genta had seen the culprit before.


    "You know where it is?" Conan, who saw him, couldn''t help but ask.


    Yuuki nodded, "You should be able to guess it, but let''s keep it a secret from them." He told Conan the clue about this case.


    ''The skull shirt 202.''


    ''Left-handed...''


    ''And somewhere where even though he looked at him the whole time, their eyes didn''t meet each other and he wasn''t upset...''


    Conan suddenly smiled and understood when Genta had met the culprit. He looked at Genta and said, "It was at an optician''s wasn''t it?"


    "Huh?" Genta looked at him with a confused expression.


    "The spot where you saw the purse snatcher, you said that he didn''t get angry despite you staring at him the whole time, right?" Conan asked.


    "Y - yeah," Genta nodded.


    "If he''d taken off the sses to have the lenses cleaned, he wouldn''t know that someone was looking at him because his sight was blurry, right?" Conan asked.


    "B - but, Conan..." Genta said and raised his eyebrow, "I have never gone to the optician."


    "Hahaha, that''s impossible...." Conanughed and whispered something to him, "Because there...."


    Yuuki thought about letting Conan do this case.


    "You know where the fat kid met the culprit?" Utaha whispered.


    Yuuki nodded, "I will tell youter since the culprit has been following us."


    Utaha wanted to turn around but her head was held by him.


    "Don''t turn around, let''s pretend that you don''t know anything," Yuuki said and caressed her head slightly.


    In the eyes of the outsiders, they were flirting with each other.


    The five kids started to talk to each other while acting that they didn''t know anything.


    "Tell me when you remember where you met the culprit, we have to go back first," Yuuki said and held her hand.


    "Yeah, we have to continue our date," Utaha smiled.


    "Oh, how about you let me in?" Haibara said.


    "Oh, me too, I''m curious about the date of the a.d.u.l.t," Conan said.


    *bong


    Yuuki hit his head, "What are you saying, kid?"


    "Ouch!" Conan looked at him with hateful expressions.


    "Alright, bye."


    They went a separate way.


    Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi walked together touring around the town.


    Yuuki, Utaha, Haibara, and Conan went together to go to the location where Genta had met the culprit a few days ago.


    "Still, to think that he had forgotten that he was here," Utaha sighed.


    "That kid was too careless," Haibara sighed.


    Yuuki and Conan only shrugged their shoulders and entered the location where Genta had met the culprit and called the police to help them catch the culprit.