@inferiores !!

There were only so many hours in the day, and to Kaito’s dismay those hours were only being shortened by the idiotic law enforcement of the town. Nothing kept a criminal indoors, not even if that criminal wasn’t a mass murderer, and they should have realized it sooner.

That was why, one jimmied-open window and inflatable dummy later, Kaito was strolling down the streets well after curfew, taking care to keep to the shadows and avoid any cops- or civilians, for that matter, because some of them seemed just a little bit too eager to arrest a lonely straggler. What they didn’t realize - and he had, because he was a genius, thank you very much - was that tracking down a killer was much easier when you could think and act like a killer; namely, by yourself. And hell, with all the stores closed, Kaito had nothing better to do anyways. Heading outside and searching for clues was far better than staying indoors and moping around all night, anyways.

The only negative was that he was being a bit too cocky; while cops and angry mobs were easy to hear and see coming, other individuals like himself would have been harder, and so he let himself get lost in thought as he wandered, only listening for loud sirens and chitter chatter rather than footsteps or breathing.

     “Now if I were a master criminal, where would I go?”

(As if he didn’t consider himself one already.)