Conan only continued to give him a side-ways glance, the tip of his finger scratching at his cheek.
It was obvious that the kid knew him and was expecting to be recognized, but it took the pint-sized detective a moment to gather the clues given to him. Top hat, doves, looks like him. Hmm. . .
Wait. . .
“K—Kaitou KID————?!”
“Ding ding ding~ Let’s give the guy a round of applause~”
Kaito gave a few claps before spreading his hands and letting some confetti fly. Might not be able to carry quite as much like this, but at least he could still do basic tricks.
“Would you rather I’d worn the suit I got you to wear instead? Maybe that would have helped the meitantei figure it out sooner.”