Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 142 Spies and Public Security

"Mr. Natsukawa already has a child. My sister said that Anya is already over six years old. So, Mr. Natsukawa was married a long time ago?"

To be honest, Yuri was indeed curious, because Natsukawa had only been in Japan for a few months, and the information Kazami had been able to find out about him was only recent.

As for what Xia Chuan did before coming to Japan, and who Anya's mother was, he knew nothing about any of these things.

Although he was a police officer, his authority was limited to domestic matters. He could only find out that Xia Chuan flew from New York to Japan, but he could not find out Xia Chuan's specific situation in the United States.

It's obvious that US spies wouldn't investigate Xia Chuan over such a trivial matter; it wouldn't be in the country's interest.

Xia Chuan took a deep breath, grief welled up in his heart, his eyes began to redden, and his superb acting skills began to take effect.

He glanced at Anya, looking somewhat lost, his pent-up emotions seemingly about to erupt.

"Yes, we got married seven years ago. It must have been a sunny morning in a European church."

"Excuse me, but where is your wife?"

Under the table, Joel stepped on Yuri's foot. "Is that how you ask a question?"
They're checking household registrations, and she knows about Anya's mother's situation. Isn't this just rubbing salt into the wounds of the father and daughter?

"It's alright," Xia Chuan waved his hand and began to explain.

“Ania’s mother and I were childhood sweethearts. We got married in Europe seven years ago, and then we moved to the United States after Anya’s mother became pregnant.”

In fact, Anya's mother was already in poor health, and her condition deteriorated rapidly after she became pregnant.

Finally, she tragically died during childbirth due to excessive blood loss. Although Anya survived, she lost her mother.

Xia Chuan touched Anya's hair, his face full of sorrow, which didn't seem to be an act.

Anya's tears flowed freely, just like before at Poirot's Cafe. Her pale pink eyes were captivating, and her pitiful appearance evoked pity.

The father and daughter were both skilled actors who conspired to deceive people, and Anya was trained to cry incredibly fast, with tears streaming down her face in an instant.

"Alright, Yuri, you're being incredibly rude!" Joel glared at Yuri. His younger brother had been in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for so long, yet he was still so immature and lacked composure.

Yuri still had some questions he wanted to ask, but when he saw his sister's eyes, he immediately shut up.

Let's stop here for now. He has also lost his parents and knows the pain of losing a mother. He doesn't want to continue hurting this little girl.

Leaving that topic aside, the four of them sat around a square table, and Yuri's mouth watered at every dish on the table.

Although I don't like Xia Chuan, I have to say that his cooking is really delicious, and that hot pot, bubbling and steaming, looks very appetizing.

"Can you eat spicy food?"

"Yes." Yuri was puzzled, but nodded nonetheless.

"It seems you're just like Joel. Joel really likes the hot pot I make. The red one is spicy, not tomato-based, so you should like it. And the white one is a broth base."

What does that mean? Does it mean his sister often comes to his house for meals, or does it mean he already knows his sister completely and is preparing to get married?
At this point, Yuri chose to remain silent, steer clear of the topic, and prepare to launch an attack.

"By the way, Mr. Natsukawa, what is your job? You know my sister; she's a combat instructor at the Metropolitan Police Department. I hope she finds a man who is either from a similar background or successful in his career."

He remembered that in the information Kazami had given him a few days ago, Natsukawa was still an unemployed bum.

Although they may seem to come from well-off families, this could very well be related to the other party's parents, or it could just be a facade.

He's a police officer and has seen far too many cases like this: rich kids who are good for nothing and live off their parents, slovenly men who know how to package themselves, and emotional fraudsters who deceive young women. There are just too many of these kinds of people in Japan.

and!

How can my sister have a boyfriend? She has him, that's enough for her. This guy named Xia Chuan, at first glance, seems like one of three types of people.

No, it could be all three!
Because Xia Chuan's identity as a special investigator for the National Tax Service was marked with the word "special," essentially making him a secret police officer, his identity was encrypted by the National Tax Service. Furthermore, since he had just joined the company and had only revealed his National Tax Service identity to Kid, the Public Security Bureau had no source of information about him.

Yuri only knew that Natsukawa occasionally helped the police solve cases, but he didn't realize that Natsukawa had a proper job.

“This is my identification. Actually, I’m a special investigator for the IRS. I should meet the prerequisite of being a good match, right?”

Xia Chuan chuckled and placed his identification documents on the table.

Yuri was shocked. Damn Kazami, I won't use him next time. He'll get me killed sooner or later. He didn't even find out Natsukawa's identity.

He looked up at Xia Chuan for a few seconds, then turned back and found that Joel also looked extremely shocked.

strangeness.
These investigators only became popular after a new IRS commissioner took office; they were essentially secret police in the tax investigation field.

Yuri didn't know much about him, but this kind of person was definitely not simple.

My sister is so innocent, lovely, gentle, virtuous, and quiet, how could she be with such a treacherous and cunning person?

Don't ask why he has this idea, because that's how he acts at work.

His true emotions weren't outwardly displayed; his movements were steady and gentlemanly; a smile was always on his face, and he remained unmoved by external gains or losses. Xia Chuan's behavior made Yuri somewhat uneasy.

so perfect!

Being perfect is often the biggest problem! Who in the world can be so composed in front of their older sister?

This is the older sister! Her charm is definitely irresistible.

As a sister-complex, Yuri is hostile to all men who come into close contact with Yoel.

In his eyes, all the men who came into contact with his sister were bad people, except for him!

"I heard from Joel that Yuri works at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and has been there for two years now?"

Xia Chuan felt he should take the initiative a little. Yuri was clearly interrogating him like a criminal, and even though he was Joel's brother, it still made him very unhappy.

"Mm." Yuri nodded, trying to bring his work-related expression into the present moment.

"Is the work at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs tiring? I heard that you need to travel abroad frequently, and some of you even have to be stationed abroad for extended periods."

"Yes, I often need to travel abroad. I just returned from the US recently after coordinating some matters, and overall it went smoothly. My job isn't actually difficult; I just help some ambassadors take meeting notes."

"I just got back from the US and my sister told me I have a boyfriend, so I rushed over to meet Mr. Xia Chuan. My sister spoke highly of you!"

When Yuri spoke of praising something, his voice became much louder.

The person is not good!
Anya lowered her head and ate her food. The adult world was so complicated; she'd better just eat her own.

Bond was the same, his head slightly lowered, almost his entire face buried in the dog bowl. Human thinking is too complicated; he just wanted to eat.

"The US? Come to think of it, I kind of miss it. I've only been here from New York for a few months, and I really miss my friends and the food there!"

Xia Chuan looked up and put a piece of food on Joel's plate: "Speaking of the United States, I have a bottle of wine here that was given to me by an American friend. It's perfect for Yuri to try."

He turned around, picked up the wine from the table next to him, uncorked it, swirled it slightly, and poured it into a decanter.

"Speaking of which, we've known Joel for so long, but we've never had a drink together before. Yuri is here today, so let's all have a good time!"

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Yuri opened his mouth as if to say something, but then gave up.

My alcohol tolerance has increased quite a bit in the last two years, so I should be fine, right?

He didn't know how much Xia Chuan could drink. If he could get Xia Chuan drunk, he might be able to see his true colors. He couldn't miss this opportunity.

Yuri, completely oblivious to his own limitations, flashed an innocent smile: "Alright, for my sister's sake today, Xia Chuan, you'd better drink a few more cups!"

"Of course!" Xia Chuan turned to the side and took out another bottle of baijiu, slamming it onto the table.

"I'll drink white, you drink red, let's drink until we drop tonight!"

Yuri:
Anya's eyes lit up.

Liquor!

This is the baijiu she has been looking for for a long time. Although it is not in the same packaging as the one Hattori Heiji gave her before, baijiu should be similar, right?

Thinking about it, Anya reached out her little hand, wanting to touch the bottle of liquor.

Xia Chuan chuckled and moved the wine to the other side.

“I heard that baijiu has a very high alcohol content. This bottle must weigh at least three jin (1.5 kg). Let’s forget it and just drink red wine.” Joel looked at Xia Chuan with some concern: “Don’t you not like drinking? I remember when you drank with Uncle Mori, you always only took a small sip.”

"The occasion is different, I'm happy today!"

Joel was still a little worried, but he felt sweet inside. His words just now showed that he held a lot of importance in Xia Chuan's heart.

Yuri, feeling sullen after eating a mouthful of dog food, picked up a few bites of food and stuffed them into his mouth.

Wow, it smells so good!

"Then you two drink the white wine, and I'll take the red wine." Joel thought this was a good arrangement; it was better for two people to drink three jin than for Xia Chuan to drink three jin by himself.

Yuri was a little annoyed; his sister wasn't even married yet and was already siding with outsiders.

Red wine is alright, but it's hard to say about white wine.

However, he was now in a difficult position. He couldn't take back his promise to drink, especially since it was in front of his sister's boyfriend. He couldn't afford to be disrespectful!

(End of this chapter)