Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 812 She Wants to Be Your Wife

Anya felt that the two little people were saying some incomprehensible things that she couldn't understand. She would forget these words in the blink of an eye while watching TV because she simply couldn't comprehend them.

The two little figures rolled their eyes speechlessly, deeply worried about their host's intelligence.

They all said in unison: "Just tell the truth."

"oh oh."

Anya nodded gently, her inner turmoil finally over.

"how's it going?"

Xia Chuan had no idea what Anya was thinking; he only knew that his lovely daughter had been offline for about five minutes, which was a little worrying.

Could it be that Baileys's inner thoughts were too evil and scared the child?
I shouldn't have let Anya eavesdrop. What good people could possibly be in an organization like the brewery? I might even end up needing to see a psychiatrist later, which would be even more troublesome.
Xia Chuan's sorrow was short-lived, because Anya's next words snapped him out of his reverie, leaving him standing there dumbfounded, unsure of what to say.

"This wicked auntie likes Father."

The little girl blinked her clear eyes, her lips parted and closed, her voice was crisp and clear, and her words were full of childlike innocence, as pure as the warm spring sun, without any impurities.

But what he said was shocking and outrageous, at least it terrified Xia Chuan.

"what did you just say?"

Xia Chuan picked at his ears, thinking he might have misheard.

No, she hadn't misheard. Anya must have misinterpreted what the other person meant again. Maybe Baileys was thinking about how to kill her.

"Ania said that this aunt must like my father."

Anya's clear and crisp voice echoed through the corridor once again.

Even Baileys inside heard it.

Her eyes turned into beady eyes.

Without even considering why Anya knew what she was thinking, she was in a state of utter confusion, her mind completely blank.

This time, Xia Chuan heard it clearly.

He looked at Anya with suspicion, but received a firm look back from her.

So, is it true?

I am handsome, that's true, but not enough to make Baileys interested in me, right?

An organization like a distillery has lost all humanity when it comes to killing; what kind of so-called "love" could it possibly have?

Xia Chuan remained silent, momentarily hesitant.

"You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Baileys's originally pale face suddenly turned bright red, and she unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes with both hands, her knuckles turning white.

I wanted to explain something, but found my mind blank. My throat felt blocked, and I couldn't make a sound. My feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, and I stood frozen in place, with only panic raging in my heart.

It's worth mentioning that this panic is actually in the shape of a deer.

Although he couldn't see Baileys's expression, Natsukawa could tell from her tone.

Is she being shy?
what is this?
I have almost no connection with Baileys, so why would Baileys be interested in me?

Could it be love at first sight?
This is too surreal.
"I didn't, you little brat, don't talk nonsense." Baileys denied it twice.

Anya blinked her big eyes, showing her disdain for this blatant denial.

“Father, this aunt likes you and wants to be your wife. But Anya likes Aunt Yor more. Aunt Yor is Anya’s future mother.”

Anya's tone was serious, as if she was worried that Natsukawa would really be snatched away by Baileys.

She grabbed Xia Chuan's trouser leg, her eyes bright and cute, looking at Xia Chuan with a pitiful expression, as if trying to melt Xia Chuan's heart.

"..." "Baileys, you'd better open the door and explain yourself to me."

Anya may make inaccurate statements, but she will not lie.

So what she said is true.

Then it's even more necessary for him to talk to the other party.

Baileys remained silent, leaning against the cold cabin door, her heart pounding and her body temperature rising as if she had a fever.

Like a red apple's cheeks showing a beautiful curve under the light, the person slowly curled up on the ground.

Having one's feelings exposed gives one a distinct sense of social humiliation.

"I won't open the door unless you tell me why you saved me and then want to kill me, and what your reason was for saving me in the first place."

Xia Chuan had doubts, and so did Baileys.

Ah, this.
Xia Chuan hadn't remembered it until the other party mentioned it.

It seems like it was during the Sally Beth incident; he did indeed save her once when Baileys was being attacked by killers from the zoo.

However, his purpose at that time was very simple: to keep the codenamed members of the distillery more stable, since he had only been disguised as Tequila for a short time.

The instability of the team members at the time could have affected his work, so the best approach was to avoid personnel changes and allow him to establish himself first.

However, Xia Chuan remembered that he should have been very discreet at the time, and his face should not have been seen at all. Moreover, Baileys was in a coma at the time, so how could that be?

Xia Chuan frowned, his thoughts turning to: Where did I, a dignified spy named Twilight, go wrong that allowed an ordinary code name member from a winery to see through my identity?

Constantly reflecting on oneself is a habit of Xia Chuan.

Although he had no bottom line when it came to Anya, he was still very principled at other times.

"Answer me!" Baileys shouted, her heart pounding in her chest.

This sound seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and she collapsed to the ground, too weak to even lift her hand.

“Uh, it was different back then,” Xia Chuan said without stating it directly.

Baileys' heart skipped a beat, interpreting the sentence as: You are different from others.

"So, it really was you who saved me."

That feeling of helplessness vanished instantly, and Baileys, like a beautiful rose rejuvenated in its second spring, wore a charming smile.

Even when she had tried to confirm before, it was still just a guess. Now that she had finally received confirmation from the other party, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.

Xia Chuan stared silently at the closed hatch for a long time, then suddenly asked, "So, the person who left a message about the distillery next to my house was you, right?"

He suddenly remembered this old story.

At the time, on a rooftop not far from his home, he found a note in a glass bottle that detailed the winery's actions against him.

I've never been able to figure out who left this message, but now I can finally confirm it.

But why did they test the waters with the tequila label a while ago?

The two people were talking through a door; the person outside the door had mixed feelings, and so did the person inside.

So, should I still kill Baileys?

Now I feel that Baileys might not be without the possibility of reforming.

Of course, it wasn't a proper reformation, but rather joining his team and becoming his subordinate.

His small team was indeed lacking a killer role like Baileys.

He's not some legitimate "red" faction, so there's no need for him to be righteous; as long as he's obedient and has strong execution skills, that's enough.

(End of this chapter)