"Apparently I wouldn't believe your vacation unless I'd seen it."

"Ahh, yes.." He crossed his arms. "But it is unimportant. Let's change the subject."

"As you like. Any other tasks for me?"

"Hmm.." He thought for a second. "I will give you another task once you have finished your first two. You may leave to begin them."

Connan nodded once- a firm affirmative. Then he stood and walked to the door. About to leave, he said without turning around "It's good to have you back, Tatsu.", then walked out.

He watched Connan leave, giving a small smirk at his comment and replying after he had left. "It's good to be back.."

Connan walked in, deciding he would report his sucsess before starting the second task. He sat in the same room as before and waited for Tatsuya to arrive, knowing one of the sentry's would inform their boss of his arrival.

After a few minutes, Tatsuya walked into the room and sat with Connan. "I see you have returned. How did it go?"

"Do you even need to ask? He's dead. I have the briefcase with me. And information, as you requested."

"Of course." He smirked. "Tell me the information you recived."

Connan put the silver briefcase on the table.

"Two girlfriends, Talia Vurn, 28, and Melissa Corden, 22. Corden I have seen, the other, not yet. One living brother, Edward Savan, alias 'Patch'. He works as a mechanic in town. No other living relatives. Apparently a copy of the documents are in the briefcase- I havn't opened it, the combination is 642.During the chase, he tried to make contact with a man. The man he went to meet is Borris Volkogonov, alias 'Stormline', a Russian arms merchant. Volkogonov tried to kill him when they met, but failed."

"Hmm.. I see.." He put a hand to his chin. "I want you to kill the girl who you seen. As for Volkogonov, I want you to see if you can get more information on him."

He stared at Connan, his eyes a bit questioning but not in relation to what he would ask next, having something on his mind. "Is that all the information on Buck?"

"The other information is on friends. I could only find information on four. Tom Brewster, 42, a barman at the Black Chaple which is in town.Gregory Darns, 38, Works as a freelance artist. Matthew Black, an employee of Skycorp Importing, and Martin Polle, 35, the head director of a truck company called Visicorp Transportation. Drinking friends, except Black, who'se a business associate, but I think there may be a link between them.

Look at it like this, and you see something interesting: You have Volkogonov, with links to the Russian mafia, and who has acsess to heavy arms. Then you have Matthew Black, a head director in international transportation, with a large company base in Vladivostock, Russia. Then, you have Polle, who runs a truck transportation company.

My guess from there would be that Darns has some kind of acsess to the underground, and the Brewster, the barman, is the scout and information hound."

Connan paused for a second, thinking.

"The girl I'll kill, but I'll find out if she knows anything first. That's everything."

"Ahh... good work." He gave Connan a smirk. "Yes, find out if the girl knows anything. Also, would you like to tell me how you gained so much information?"


((ooc: Gotta go >__< Bah, stupid school >_> I will be on a lot through the weekend though ^_^ Thankfully that begins tomorrow. BTW have I ever told you that you are awesomness? ))