Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 4: The First Meeting with Conan

"Aren't you going to your new villa? I remember you were really looking forward to it."

Xia Chuan sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at Frank.

He remembered that Frank had been very enthusiastic about his villa before he came, so why did he look so dejected now?

"I'm not in the mood at all. I'm almost driven to the brink of a mental breakdown by your daughter. I've never seen a child like this before. I simply can't understand her. Will adopting her really help with the mission?"

Anya was already exhausted and asleep in her room on the second floor. She was fast asleep, her posture not very elegant, but she was clearly having a sweet dream, with drool dripping from her mouth.

Frank began to express his dissatisfaction with Anya, saying, "Her stubbornness is beyond my ability to teach."

Xia Chuan shrugged. Frank was just being wishful; it wasn't like he was the one who asked Frank to teach Anya.

After these few days of contact, Xia Chuan has a pretty good understanding of Anya.

She loves peanuts, enjoys daydreaming, and has a hard time doing anything well; all she does is cause trouble. But her intentions are good, and Xia Chuan can sense that.

Last night, Anya even washed his feet, supposedly something she learned from TV, as a way for a daughter to show filial piety to her father. Xia Chuan, who had lived two lives, was moved to tears.

The result was quite touching; Xia Chuan almost died on the spot from being scalded by boiling water.

Fortunately, he was quick to step forward, otherwise his trip to Japan would have been delayed. A top-notch spy almost fell into the hands of his own daughter; it would be a laughing stock if word got out.

He definitely couldn't tell Frank about this, otherwise that guy would laugh at him.

Today, when he saw the other party teaching Anya, he was watching with amusement, and sure enough, he saw the joke. Frank's curly hair almost turned straight from anger.

Anya is actually quite good; it's just that the orphanage didn't teach her properly. Maybe she'll be much better after she starts elementary school.

Xia Chuan still held a sliver of hope, believing that elementary school teachers were more experienced in teaching children, and that he could only entrust this matter to Ms. Kobayashi.

Thinking of this, Xia Chuan raised his eyebrows and asked Frank, "How is Teitan Elementary School? When can Anya enroll?"

"Xia Chuan, are you hiding something from me? I feel like you've been acting very strangely lately."

Frank adjusted his glasses but did not answer the question. Xia Chuan still hadn't explained the connection between Anya, Kogoro Mouri, and the Black Organization.

The three are completely unrelated. He has investigated them over the past two days and found that there is absolutely no connection between them.

If we had to pinpoint a connection, it would only be between Kogoro Mouri and the Black Organization. After all, Kogoro Mouri is a detective, and he might have uncovered clues about the Black Organization during his investigations. But how did Natsukawa know this?

There's something strange about this: Natsukawa had asked Kogoro Mouri to keep an eye on him five years ago, so he shouldn't have any connection with the Black Organization.

The other side had been obtaining all their intelligence from him for a long time, and this was the first time he felt utterly useless. Did Xia Chuan already have another intelligence officer? They promised to be each other's angels...
Or perhaps Natsukawa had been interested in the Black Organization for a long time, and Kogoro Mouri's rise to fame was the catalyst, with the Black Organization's assistance playing a part?

That's possible, after all, he has all the information on the other party over the past five years. He was just a down-on-his-luck detective who was looking for cats and dogs to catch cheaters, but in the blink of an eye, he made a brilliant transformation and became one of the top detectives in Japan. If the other party had a master mentor behind him, then it wouldn't be surprising.

Xia Chuan had no idea what Frank was thinking, otherwise he would have definitely admired the other's imaginative thinking.

You should know Shinichi Kudo, right?

Xia Chuan asked.

"of course."

Frank answered without hesitation, explaining that as a fan of Yukiko Kudo, he had some understanding of her interpersonal relationships.

Her husband is the world-renowned novelist Yusaku Kudo, and her son is Shinichi Kudo, the savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Furthermore, during his investigation of Kogoro Mouri, he discovered that Kogoro Mouri's daughter and Shinichi Kudo were childhood friends, and as time went on, they would inevitably get married in the future.

"Could there be some connection between the Black Organization and Shinichi Kudo? Could Yukiko Kudo also be an assassin for the Black Organization?!"

Frank's imagination ran wild, and his thoughts quickly transformed the image of the Kudo family in his mind into that of assassins.

He had long suspected that Yusaku Kudo was suspicious!
"No, but there is a connection."

"What connection?" Frank's eyes lit up; he really wanted to hear gossip about his idol's family.

"You don't need to know this. If I tell you, it will probably be all over the dark web by tomorrow."

Xia Chuan hadn't found an excuse yet, so he could only give this perfunctory answer for now. But what he said wasn't wrong. Frank was an information broker. If the washing machine turned into Conan, the entire dark web would probably know about it by tomorrow.

This is not the result he wants to see.

"cut."

Frank spat, feeling very dissatisfied with Natsukawa's concealment, but Natsukawa did not completely hide it, at least revealing that the three of them were connected to the Kudo family.

Frank left drunk and went to his villa.

Xia Chuan didn't go with them; he had other things to do.

Besides his business at the brewery, he also came to Japan with the intention of enjoying a leisurely life. Since he wanted to live a leisurely life, he was bound to buy some things.

Furniture, decorations, kitchenware, bedding, and the like—all of these need to be prepared.

Xia Chuan waited for two hours until Anya woke up from her afternoon nap before preparing to go out.

"Come on, Anya's going shopping!"

Six-year-old Anya has a life enthusiasm beyond that of ordinary children, and she was very excited throughout the journey.

The neon lights were a completely new environment for her, but she greeted passersby as if they were old neighbors.

She Niu.

No.

No, a social terrorist. Passersby, however, all liked Anya. Anya's adorable appearance naturally had a certain charm that even adults found irresistible, and everyone thought that Xia Chuan was incredibly lucky to have such a lovely daughter.

What else could Xia Chuan say?

All I can do is smile. Stripped of her irritable and messy nature, Anya is indeed a good girl.

“Father, Anya wants to eat peanuts.”

At a certain corner, Anya stopped in her tracks, and her eyes turned into peanut shapes.

"Buy it!"

What else can I say? This damn cute little devil!

Does Father like Anya, who loves peanuts?
Anya, who had overheard her thoughts, smiled broadly. Sure enough, girls who love peanuts are lucky; the father she met liked her because she loved peanuts.

"Father, where are we going to buy things?" Anya asked while eating.

"How about getting Anya a new bed, and preparing a nest for Bond? There are so many other things to buy."

Ten minutes later, the two stopped in front of the Mihana Department Store.

"There will be a Kamen Rider performance this afternoon. Interested guests are welcome to go to the third floor to watch the show."

Xia Chuan looked up at the radio, then looked down at Anya.

"Ania doesn't like Kamen Rider ￣へ￣."

Anya shook her head like a rattle-drum.
"What does Anya like?" Xia Chuan took Anya's little hand and walked into the Beika Department Store.

"Phantom Thief Kid, Lupin III, Spy Bond! Anya named him Bond because she likes Bond!"

This is all what and what.

A phantom thief, a robber, and a spy! And if Bondman knew he shared the same name as a dog, I wonder if he'd be so angry he'd climb out of the TV like Sadako!
"(「▼皿▼) Anya doesn't like watching horror movies."

"I didn't say you had to watch horror movies." Xia Chuan sighed and touched his soft pink hair.

Anya sneered inwardly. Her father hadn't said it, but he had thought about it! What a liar father, saying one thing and meaning another.

It seems she needs to have a mother soon, otherwise her father will definitely trick her into watching horror movies.
As the two walked into the elevator, Anya's train of thought was suddenly interrupted.

[Tonight's the night! If I can successfully rob the jewelry on the sixth floor and the antiques on sale on the seventh, I'll be set for life!]

Σ(⊙▽⊙"a
"Ania, what's wrong?"

Seeing Anya grab his leg so precisely once again, Xia Chuan had gotten used to it.

Anya, like a monkey, climbed from his trouser leg onto Xia Chuan's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Father, the sister next to me just said she's going to rob someone."

吾？
Xia Chuan glanced back at the elevator hostess, who was wearing a red professional uniform, her hands alternately placed in front of her lower abdomen, and she had a signature smile on her face, looking perfectly fine.

Besides the father and daughter, the only other person in the elevator was the elevator operator, so Anya must have been referring to the other person.

But he clearly didn't hear anything. The elevator is so small; he should have been able to hear any noise. He's a spy named Twilight; his hearing has been trained, and he wouldn't miss the slightest sound.

How Anya heard it.

"Ania, did you really hear that?" Xia Chuan asked softly.

“Yes, Anya really heard it.”

The little one nodded frantically, clinging to Xia Chuan's neck and refusing to get down, clearly terrified.

Could it be that I've been neglecting my hearing lately and it's caused a decline in my hearing?
Department store, elevator hostess, robbery.
After a few elements flashed through Xia Chuan's mind, he was certain that this was a Conan storyline.

It seems that there is such a thing.

If that's the case, the Junior Detective League should be here too. I just heard there was a Kamen Rider performance, so that must be it.

Perfect timing, let's take Anya to 'bump into' them.

"Hello, we're going to the third floor. Kamen Rider should be there, right?"

Xia Chuan turned to look at the elevator operator, whose professional smile remained on her face. If Anya hadn't reminded him, Xia Chuan would never have guessed that this woman was actually a robber.

He seems to be a bandit leader.

The other person had no calluses on their hands and walked very unprofessionally, suggesting they hadn't received any training. It seemed that even if they were to commit robbery, they would only be a half-baked amateur.

So, the other robbers must have been only half-baked, right?
"Okay, the performance venue is on the left side of the third-floor sales area."

The woman, completely unaware that the two people, one big and one small, had seen right through her, maintained a professional smile, and remained impassive.

Stepping out of the elevator, Anya finally relaxed. "Father, aren't we going to arrest him? W(oo)W"

"There might be another gang. Let's go check out Kamen Rider first."

There were many children on the third floor, and the scene was very noisy. Some children with their parents were fine, but those without parents were quite noisy.

In particular, following the direction of Genta's voice, Natsukawa saw a chubby boy with bald patches on his head shouting loudly.

There were three children, two men and one woman, standing nearby.

Conan's signature suit shorts are particularly eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)