Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 664 Anya's Guilty Feelings
Frank's living room.

The curtains were drawn, and only a faint yellow light fell from the ceiling.

Xia Chuan and Frank sat on the sofa, discussing information about Granwitt.

"It's Mihana and Beika again. Not only are there frequent cases in these two places, but there's also a mysterious member from a brewery active there."

Xia Chuan couldn't help but sigh, realizing he had underestimated Karasuma Renya.

As expected, he had other channels besides Gin.

The appearance of Granwitt, along with the driver and Torada Eita he had seen at the Twilight Villa, all these living, breathing people, all indicated that Karasuma Renya was not as simple as he had imagined.

"Although we've narrowed down the search area, we still can't confirm who Granwitt is. We're completely clueless."

"It's alright, every clue helps. Let's just leave it for now."

"What should we do with Yoshiaki Daimon?"

"Let's use the old method, leave no trace, and give him a quick death. While we're on the high seas, let's contact the people who trade gold on the dark web and get rid of this batch of gold. It's not safe to leave it here."

"it is good."

"Speaking of which, with this money, I could buy some things for Joel. Where do you think I should propose?"

Xia Chuan posed his question.

Proposing marriage requires careful consideration; it's best to listen to other people's opinions.

He's an absolute master at espionage, but when it comes to dating and proposing marriage, he's actually a bit timid.

Frank smiled and said, "Finally, something that makes you nervous. It seems that Joel is really important to you."

“Of course, just like your IRS girlfriend,” Xia Chuan looked Frank up and down. “You’d better control yourself. I see you have dark circles under your eyes, and your lips are pale and a bit chapped. Be careful.”

Frank gets angry just thinking about it!
"You think I'm like this because of excessive indulgence? Isn't it all your family's fault? I haven't had a single good night's sleep lately. I'm monitoring Teitan Elementary School during the day and keeping an eye on the dark web at night. The worst part is that I also have a job as an intelligence broker. How can I not stay up late and have dark circles under my eyes?"

"And there's also Wakasa Rumi's situation; we really can't take care of everything."

Frank was speechless when he noticed that Xia Chuan was completely absorbed in his own thoughts, showing no sign of guilt whatsoever.

However, since he was doing logistical work and Xia Chuan was at the forefront, he couldn't say anything more.

Especially since I just acquired this batch of gold, I could make tens of billions of yen by selling it, so all my all-nighters were definitely worth it.

For most people, this kind of reward after a week or two of staying up all night would make them incredibly happy.

It was already evening when Natsukawa got home. During this period, it had inexplicably snowed and entered winter break. Anya and Ai Haibara didn't have to go to school, and Frank could also relax a little.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Anya waiting at the door.

"Father, you are back."

Seeing Anya carrying a foot bath basin, Xia Chuan smiled knowingly: "Ania is so good."

Holding a foot bath basin and waiting at the door, a sense of advertising immediately arises.

However, this time Xia Chuan was not in a hurry, but first tested the temperature.

Yes, the temperature is around 45 degrees Celsius, and it's not plain water.

"Father, would you like to wash your feet?"

Anya's attitude puzzled Xia Chuan.

After searching the living room, they found nothing broken, only Joel flipping a wok in the kitchen.

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"???"

"What's going on?" Xia Chuan's smile suddenly froze. It's true that he's been practicing his tolerance to the Yoel's cooking lately, but it shouldn't be three dishes and a soup, right?

Meeting Xia Chuan's gaze, Anya lowered her head shyly.

“I’m sorry, Father. Aunt Joel suddenly said she was bored this afternoon, so I said she could do something she likes, and Anya is with her.”

"So, it turns out that cooking is what Joel likes?"

No wonder Anya was waiting for him at the door with hot water; it turns out she did that.

"Hey, I recently invented a special cold medicine for working people. After taking the medicine, you'll develop cold symptoms, and then we'll all be hospitalized together, so we won't have to eat any special meals."

Ai Haibara suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Although she spoke without expression, Xia Chuan could still see fear in her eyes.

I can hold on for a bit, but if it were Anya or Ai Haibara, they probably wouldn't last a second and would collapse.

"If all else fails, we'll ask Uncle Mori and his family to come over and share the burden," Anya said with determination.

"So you're saying we'll die together?" Ai Haibara sneered. "But do you think Conan will fall for it? Besides, Aunt Joel's cooking is so bad it'll knock you out in one bite. Even if all three of them came, they wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure."

The sound of slippers hitting the floor came from the kitchen, and Joel came out.

She was wearing a red knitted sweater with an apron over it, and her black stockings were smooth and flattering to her legs. Her slippers were extremely cute.

She gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, her expression like that of a virtuous wife seeing her husband return home. A feeling surged through Natsukawa that Yor, now married to him and a housewife, was diligently fulfilling his duties.

My God, this is the life he's always dreamed of.

"Natsukawa, you're back. I'm already cooking. This time, I learned how to cook from a friend in an online chat room about making chocolates. It definitely won't be like before."

Joel clearly had a clear understanding of himself, though not entirely, because he always felt that the problem with cooking was with the people he was learning from, not with himself.

It's really strange. It looks and smells delicious, but it contains some kind of toxin that can't be detected.

Xia Chuan's situation can only be attributed to the aftereffects of scholarly research.

Although this aftereffect is strange, it is not a serious problem.

Natsukawa couldn't bring herself to refuse the meal that Yoel had gone to so much trouble to prepare.

"Father."

Anya tugged at Xia Chuan's sleeve. Now her father had to refuse. If he agreed to Aunt Joel's request, this day next year would be the anniversary of their deaths.

Ai Haibara also looked at Natsukawa with hopeful eyes.

However, when she saw the bewitched look in Xia Chuan's eyes, she knew it was hopeless.

The last time I saw this kind of emotion in my sister's eyes was when she was completely overwhelmed and almost lost her life.

A bad feeling crept into Xia Chuan's mind, and he really couldn't refuse Joel's offer.

However, he still maintained a sliver of rationality, saying, "How about I try the taste first?"

In the end, Xia Chuan will have to bear it all alone.

This is a good idea!
Anya nodded vigorously. "My friend is not me, and my father's constitution is what it is, he will definitely be fine."

Ai Haibara silently returned to the research institute in the basement and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

"Find some first-aid supplies. Uncle Xia Chuan is definitely going to be in trouble, and it will take a long time to get an ambulance."

As she flipped through the pages, Ai Haibara suddenly paused, her gaze landing on a medicine jar.

The medicine jar was not labeled with a name; it was just marked with a red patch, leaving its meaning unclear.

(End of this chapter)