The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

One woman is equivalent to five hundred ducks; three women are a whole show.

Under Kaoru Kazama's influence, even the usually gentle and virtuous Ran drank quite a bit of sake.

The three drunken female hooligans were ruthless and invincible.

In the end, it was the uncle who woke up from the sofa who settled them in.

This shows that the seemingly drunk and confused uncle was actually not truly at ease at all.

How could anyone let their precious daughter get drunk and be alone with a man?

Chapter 344 You'd better consider getting married first.

When I woke up the next day, I had a splitting headache.

I never imagined that sake, which doesn't seem to have a high alcohol content, could have such a strong aftereffect.

Kazama Kaoru was filled with regret. By the time she came to her senses, the strong smell of alcohol on her body had almost woken her up.

Looking around again, I saw Xiaolan and Heye sleeping soundly.

The three of them slept on the floor. The morning sunlight touched their cheeks, making them look fair and rosy, highlighting their youth and vitality.

Despite her headache, Kaoru Kazama got out of bed, looked around to confirm the location of the toilet, and then staggered in.

That night, I was probably sleeping in a bad position, or maybe it was the aftereffects of the sake, but my whole body ached.

In addition, with the stench of alcohol all over him, if he doesn't take a proper shower, he'll basically look no different from a drunkard on the street.

As a result, when Kaoru Kazama was halfway through her shower, she saw a sleepy-eyed Ran turn the bathroom doorknob, then stagger into the bathroom, take off her pants, sit on the toilet, and then look up to see Kaoru Kazama lathering her hair.

Because of the foam, she turned off the shower, which is why the bathroom was completely silent.

"Ah~~~"

"Sister Xiaoxun, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. I didn't expect there to be anyone in here. I'm really sorry."

Xiaolan was busy apologizing when she stood up abruptly, forgetting to pull her pants up.

As a result, after she discovered this fact, another high-pitched scream pierced the sky, waking up almost all the neighbors nearby.

In stark contrast to Ran's panic, Kaoru Kazama remained remarkably calm.

She didn't even stop applying foam while the other person was screaming, which was quite eye-catching.

Then, Xiaolan's face turned bright red.

Although she is a woman, Xiaolan has never had the experience of bathing with other women in the past ten years because of her parents' divorce.

Kaoru Kazama's eight-pack abs aren't the kind of weird, bulging muscle blocks. On the contrary, they follow the curves of her body, perfectly combining feminine grace with masculine strength, making them a work of art.

"Shouldn't you go out for a bit?"

Kaoru Kazama's tone was somewhat cryptic.

She never imagined that Xiaolan would also have the potential to be a lovesick woman.

Although she herself didn't care about this, or rather, she didn't realize that she should maintain a certain level of reserve even in front of other women.

This sense of half-concealing oneself, like a pipa player playing a pipa, is precisely the key to highlighting a woman's charm.

However, her open and unpretentious actions highlighted her unique charm, and confidently displaying her charm is also a manifestation of self-confidence.

Of course, Kaoru Kazama simply lacked self-protection awareness in front of women.

Or rather, she felt that it was Xiaolan who should be protecting her after seeing her like this.

Actually, the farce was almost over when Ran looked up and saw Kaoru Kazama.

After turning on the tap and rinsing off the foam from his head and body with clean water, Kaoru grabbed the towel that Ran had hung on the doorknob, wrapped it up casually, and stepped out of the bathroom.

Of course, she did wrap the towel above her chest.

This kind of thing was already forcibly trained during the Salty Fish System era.

Back then it was to avoid being exposed; now, it's purely an unconscious action.

"Xiaolan, are you going to take a shower?"

Kazuha was still asleep, sprawled out on her futon on the floor.

Ran stood somewhat timidly in front of Kaoru Kazama, her head bowed deeply, and she even bowed 135 degrees to express her apology.

"It's nothing, go take a shower."

He gently placed his hand on Xiaolan's head, his movements precise and his tone gentle—a perfect head pat, scoring 99.99 points.

Of course, she dodged the inexplicable sharp corner on Xiaolan's head.

It wasn't that she was worried about hurting her palm. She had asked Xiaolan, and it was just that there was a whorl of hair there, making her hair look a little strange. There were no other reasons that netizens were imagining.

Anyway, Shinichi Kudo definitely won't get pricked to death by that sharp corner when he hugs Ran.

The morning sun was shining brightly, and it felt warm and cozy on my skin.

This gave Kaoru Kazama a sense of cleansing purity after her bath, but the sunlight on Kazuha's face was not so pleasant.

The consequences of her hangover began to show on her.

Kazuha, who had been sleeping soundly, frowned deeply, indicating that she was starting to have a headache.

Seeing this, Kaoru Kazama smiled helplessly. With Christia's reminder, she naturally wouldn't make a short film.

The other party even played a clear video of her pretending to be a love guru, and the scene of two girls vying to become her apprentice.

It's fair to say that I personally forced many of them to drink sake.

It's wrong to offer a toast when formally accepting a disciple, but it caused the young girl a headache. You bear some responsibility for that.

As if to atone for his sins, Kaoru Kazama squatted down, put his middle and index fingers together, and gently massaged Kazuha's temples.

The other person's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and their eyelashes began to tremble, indicating that they were about to wake up.

"Hey, Sister Xiaoxun?"

After passing through the hazy moment of opening my eyes, and the classic questions deep in my heart about "Who am I?" and "Where am I?", what came into view was Kazama Kaoru's stunningly beautiful face.

Even if you always look up with your chin, there won't be any flaws; instead, it gives you a novel feeling of appreciating art from a different angle.

"You drank too much last night."

Kaoru Kazama knew, of course, that the other person was awake; in fact, she was in the midst of a mental struggle.

If there were a notification now, it might show that Kazuha's progress is already 80%.

This always gave Kaoru Kazama the strange feeling that he was putting a hat on Heiji Hattori.

"Sister Xiaoxun, you're so gentle. If I were a man, I would definitely marry you."

I made this remark by chance.

Kaoru Kazama is the kind of person who only teases others; she's never the one being teased.

After hearing Kazuha's words, he simply said softly:

"You should think about getting married first."

The girl in his arms sat up abruptly, her face flushed, muttering to herself.

"W-What marriage? It's too early to talk about that now. How could I possibly marry someone like Heiji? Really..."

“I didn’t say it was Hattori Heiji, you said it yourself.”

With a slight smile, he finished his daily teasing of the pretty girl.

Seeing their shy expressions is a real treat.

Indeed, this good habit should be maintained.

Chapter 345 High-End Version of Kogoro Mouri

"The weather was fine this morning, how come it's raining now? The weather is so unpredictable."

Looking at the dark, overcast sky, Kaoru Kazama thought for a moment and then went back upstairs to get an umbrella.

Work can be boring because the feedback cycle is too long.

Just like learning, when you spend several hours solving a math problem, the sense of accomplishment instantly fills every corner of your heart.

However, there was no joy in this process.

The reason why joyful times feel so short is precisely because the feedback from the outcome is so fleeting.

Take short video apps as an example. The longest video is only a dozen seconds or so, and you can feel happy and keep watching. This is obviously much more interesting than boring and tedious studying and working.

Through this continuous process of triggering and feedback, the time will gradually be shortened.

Of course, there's no short video app these days that's specifically designed to make you happy.

To be honest, Kaoru Kazama's phone doesn't even have an app that you could call a real app, so it's only slightly interesting when a case happens.

When Kaoru received Ran's call while he was painstakingly copying the report, he was in a good mood.

Finally, she could get rid of these trivial matters, but as Xiaolan recounted what had happened, her mood gradually sank.

"What did you say? Kazuha and Hattori have disappeared?"

Kaoru Kazama raised her voice slightly, attracting the attention of those around her.

She then realized it wasn't appropriate to talk about it here, so she quickly lowered her voice, hurried out of the office, and went to a secluded spot to ask for more details.

"So you told Kazuha and Kazuha to go find someone named Kusunoki after breakfast, and then they couldn't get through to him on the phone, right?"

“That’s right. About three hours after they left, I couldn’t get through to them when I tried to call them. I was worried that something might have happened to them.”

Xiaolan's worry was not unfounded.

Although Hattori Heiji is a bit more impulsive than the great detective, as a detective with excellent reasoning and observation skills, he naturally wouldn't lose contact as easily as an ordinary person.

Things like having their wallets and phones stolen, or being robbed on the street, shouldn't cause them to lose contact.

After all, Hattori Heiji is a master swordsman, and Kazuha has always practiced Aikido.

Their off-the-charts fighting prowess is unmatched, a perfect combination of husband and wife. It's a wonder they don't try to rob others.