Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 20 I really don't know what kids these days are thinking.

Of course, Conan won't explain anything about this; there's no need. This is exactly the effect he wants to see.

He has now openly died from the poison of that Black Organization, so the best option is to hide under Kogoro Mouri's wing and secretly search for clues about the Black Organization.

If my identity is exposed, I will inevitably be targeted by the Black Organization again, and I may not be so lucky next time.

"Alright, now that the case is solved, we'll be leaving, Inspector Megure." Natsukawa nodded to Inspector Megure.

"Alright, then I'll trouble Mr. Xia Chuan to take the children home."

Xia Chuan nodded and left with the children.

He had a feeling that his GTR might become the Junior Detective League's personal shuttle bus in the future.

On the bus, Xia Chuan thought about the whole case for a while. In his opinion, the case actually had many loopholes.

The first loophole was that when the police went upstairs to investigate, they couldn't see that Tanaka Kazuyuki, who was sitting in a chair, was already dead.

The second flaw is the timeliness of answering machines. Logically, from dialing to ringing, with today's communication technology, it should take at least three seconds. Even if you don't answer and wait for the answering machine to automatically respond, it should still take at least ten to twenty seconds.

The wait between when Yuan Tai knocked something over and when the answering machine started ringing must have been incredibly long, yet no one seemed to notice anything amiss!

The third loophole is the source of the sound. With so many people, how come no one could tell that the sound was coming from the phone in the first-floor entrance hall, and not from the second floor?
The fourth flaw is that the bathroom wasn't tested with luminol. Luminol first appeared in the mid-19th century, and it's now the late 20th century. The Japanese police don't even use this stuff. I really don't understand what the Japanese forensic personnel are doing.

No wonder he's always being led by the nose by the detective...

The biggest plot hole here is that Tomofumi Tanaka was able to do so much in the fifteen minutes it took for the police to arrive.

Clean the bathroom, remove the bloodstains from the body, carry it to the second floor, fix it in a fixed position, and make it look like Tanaka Kazuyuki.

It may seem like just three things, but there are many details involved, and if one isn't done well, the problem will be exposed. Therefore, it's definitely not possible to do it in fifteen minutes!
After dropping off Ayumi Yoshida, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, and Genta Kojima at home, Natsukawa glanced back at Conan.

What is this guy still pondering? The case has already been solved.

"Uncle Natsukawa, did you know from the beginning that Tomofumi Yuzuriha was the murderer?"

As a renowned detective, Conan naturally possesses exceptional investigative abilities.

Today, Natsukawa's words were very suggestive, as if she already knew that Tanaka Kazuyu was dead. How did she figure that out?

Even though they arrived last, they managed to guess the answer after hearing a few of what they said.

Police? Was my last guess really correct? If so, what kind of country could have police with such terrifying deductive abilities?

And why doesn't Xia Chuan solve the case himself, but instead makes me do it?

Conan was very curious about this. Had he been discovered? Surely not.

To this day, only Professor Agasa knows his identity; even his parents are still kept in the dark.

"Of course I don't know, but I have a slight suspicion." Natsukawa looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror and exchanged a glance with Conan. "I'm just making a bold guess. He's been unwilling to let me get in, so I think Tanaka Kazuyu might be dead."

"Then why didn't you just tell Inspector Megure directly, instead of making me explain?"

"Really? I just glanced at you."

Xia Chuan naturally wouldn't admit it, glancing at it and letting Conan figure it out for himself.

This is something Conan realized himself; it has nothing to do with me...

Conan: "."

Silence fell over the car. Natsukawa focused on driving, while Conan looked at him with a strange expression.

There's definitely something wrong with this man.

"Conan, remember to take your medicine on time when you get home. You'll grow taller once you're better."

Anya said this as Conan got out of the car.

Conan: "???"

"I know everything!" (^_)☆

What do they know?

Before Conan could speak, Natsukawa had already turned and driven into his own parking garage.

Conan was left bewildered in the wind.

What did Anya find out? Could it be about me shrinking?

But why did she say to remember to take your medicine on time, and that you'll grow taller once you get better? Is she trying to remind me of something?

Are Natsukawa and Anya members of the Black Organization?
A whole host of thoughts flashed through Conan's mind, but there were no clues, no evidence, no ideas, and no reasons.

Anya's speech was incoherent, leaving Conan unable to deduce anything.

night.

At the Xia Chuan family's dining table.

Xia Chuan asked, "Ania was naughty today. She cried all the time at someone else's house. She's a six-year-old little adult, how can she still be such a snotty-nosed child?"

"Ania was just scared by that murderer uncle." o(￣▽￣)d

Strange kid.

Xia Chuan clearly remembered that after he arrived at the Tanaka family's house, Anya acted very arrogantly and did not seem scared at all.

"I won't be scared if my father is here."

“Even if I’m not here, Anya, don’t cry. Look at Ayumi, she’s a girl too, and she didn’t shed a tear. If you cry so loudly, Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Conan will stop playing with you.”

Anya jumped off the dining chair, stormed over to Natsukawa, and stomped on his slipper. "Ayumi and the others will never stop playing with Anya! Father is such a jinx, he's so mean!"

Back in her chair, Anya suddenly seemed to lose her appetite, slumping her head against the table.

Xia Chuan glanced at it but ignored it and continued eating. She always did this when she wanted peanuts and a baby; he had developed a resistance to it.

Since arriving in Japan, Natsukawa has mostly cooked for himself. Having lived through so many years, it had been a long time since he'd cooked for himself, but fortunately, this skill was ingrained in his bones, and he quickly picked it up again.

The taste is still good, and I'm not just bragging, it really is.

Seeing that Xia Chuan ignored her, Anya finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Father, when are you going to have a mother?!"

Anya's words were so surprising that Xia Chuan's hand trembled, and his chopsticks fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Are you alright, Father?"

Anya obediently jumped off the chair and stood behind Xia Chuan to pat his back.

Xia Chuan coughed lightly twice, then stroked Anya's pink hair and said, "Why does Anya need a mother? Is it because her father did something wrong?"

"Of course not!" Anya jumped up and down anxiously and climbed onto her chair, looking directly at Xia Chuan. "Because Father is very busy, if Mother were here, she could help Father share some of the pressure of taking care of me."

Sometimes Anya would be inexplicably thoughtful. When Xia Chuan heard this, he felt a warmth in his heart. This little girl was becoming more and more like a warm and comforting coat.

However, there's definitely nothing that can be done about it.

It's already bizarre enough for a spy to adopt a daughter, let alone get married. At least Xia Chuan didn't have that idea before he actually retired, and even after retirement, it's something that needs to be carefully considered.

After all, you're a spy; you can't guarantee you'll never be exposed.

If his wife is just an ordinary person, she will inevitably become his weakness. By adopting Anya, Xia Chuan will indeed face some dangers.

The danger isn't really that great, but rather that there's a sense of apprehension.

Spies who have reservations have weaknesses, and if these weaknesses are discovered by hostile personnel, the consequences could be disastrous.

“And all the other students have it…” Anya tapped her index fingers together, her eyes full of hope.

"Nonsense. Look at Conan, he doesn't have a mother, no, he doesn't even have a father. But he still eats and drinks as usual. You already have a father, so overall you're better off than Conan."

"Not the best, but better than the worst!" Xia Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he had Conan, who popped out of a rock, to compare himself to.

"But Conan said that his parents are just living abroad."

"Then you'll be living at Mr. Mori's house now, which is no different from not having parents." Xia Chuan waved his hand, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Anya's mouth. "Don't mention this. I can take good care of you by myself, don't worry."

After patting the little cutie's pink hair, Xia Chuan began to clean up the mess and wash the dishes.

Anya nodded thoughtfully, pondering the thoughts she had just heard from Xia Chuan.

Does Father mean that spies can't have ordinary wives?
In this case!

Anya is determined to help her father find an extraordinary wife.

And you must truly love Anya.

Suddenly it feels so difficult!
After finishing her meal, Anya stayed in her room deep in thought.

However, the only woman she could think of was their homeroom teacher, Ms. Kobayashi.

Thinking of Ms. Kobayashi's strictness in class, Anya immediately dismissed the idea!

She did not agree to the marriage.

Think of something else!

Sister Xiaolan?

But I think I heard Sonoko mention before that Ran-nee already has a husband.

Conan also likes Ran, and she absolutely cannot let her father steal someone else's love, since Conan is her good friend!
If that's the case, where should we look for our mother?
"Wangwang!"

Suddenly, Bond appeared out of nowhere and stared straight at Anya.

Anya suddenly jumped up excitedly, "I'm going back to my room, Father!"

After saying that, she pulled Bond and ran back to her room.

boom!
Anya’s door made a loud noise.

Xia Chuan peeked out from the kitchen and looked up at the stairs. "Kids these days, I really don't know what they're thinking." "Bond, tell Anya who's the future mother! Who will be Father's wife!"

Inside the room, Anya listened intently to Bond's thoughts, hoping to use Bond's ability to foresee the future to glimpse her future mother.

"Wang?"

Bond stuck out his tongue and licked Anya's cheek, then tilted his head and acted cute.

Bond had no idea about his mother or wife.

"Bond, hurry up and foresee the future, or I'll eat all your dog food!"

Anya's expression was somewhat complicated.

She went all out for the role of a mother.

Although the dog food wasn't bad, it certainly wasn't delicious either.

Don't ask her how she knew; just tell her she secretly ate it.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

I tried hard to listen to my inner voice, but still gained nothing.

Well, Anya thought she should wait and see; perhaps a catalyst was needed.