Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Wen Shui frowned slightly, not expecting to encounter this person here.

(P.S.: Thank you all for your suggestions. I will try my best to write a storyline that you will like. OR2)

Chapter 58: A date with Eri Kisaki, then being followed by Ran.

Wen Shui looked past the waitress's shoulder and at the woman who was smiling and greeting him.

She possesses the standard tall and sexy figure of a European and American woman, with deep-set features and a sharp glint in her eyes that is not common among women. She wears retro-style black-rimmed glasses.

Her clothes were slightly wet from the rain, and there were some mud spots on her calves, indicating that she had run all the way here after getting off the bus.

Wen Shui pretended to think for a moment, then suddenly realized, "It's you! You're that supernatural being..."

“It’s Judy, the editor of the Supernatural Files,” Agent Judy added immediately, then feigned anger. “You really are forgetful, Detective Warm Water. I’ve been waiting for your call.”

Wen Shui smiled and said, "Sorry, I've been under a lot of academic pressure lately, and my brain isn't quite working properly. By the way, did you need something?"

Judy glanced at Miwako Sato, and information about the police inspector from the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division immediately came to mind.

But she pretended not to know the other person's identity and smiled apologetically: "Sorry to interrupt your date. I was on my way to interview someone at a nearby haunted house with my colleague. I just happened to see you when I passed by and thought I'd come over and interview you about the Slit-Mouthed Woman case."

Wen Shui naturally didn't believe this explanation at all.

However, he couldn't directly expose Ms. Judy's identity, and Wen Shui was also a little curious as to why the FBI was so concerned about the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

So he gave Miwako Sato a wink, agreeing to her interview request.

To make it easier to talk, Wenshui moved to the sofa opposite and sat down with Sato Miwako.

A waitress approached with a glass of iced water and asked the new guests what they would like. Ms. Judy ordered a cappuccino.

While taking small bites of her pasta, Miwako Sato curiously observed the female editor opposite her.

Ms. Judy: "Warm Water, I heard that the leader of the Majima Group was detained by the Metropolitan Police Department, and it seems to be closely related to the Slit-Mouthed Woman serial murder case. And you were involved in this as well, right?"

Because the Metropolitan Police Department has blocked all information about the Slit-Mouthed Woman case.

Therefore, given Judy's public identity, this level of information is already the limit.

But Wen Shui knew that the other party was deliberately putting on an act. As an FBI agent, it would be incredibly easy for Judy to find out the inside story.

Wen Shui looked troubled: "Well... the Metropolitan Police Department told me before that I can't reveal too much about the case."

"Then tell me your opinion. The Majima Group has been investigating for several days, and the culprit has not yet been caught, which means that the evidence we have so far is insufficient to find the mastermind behind it all, right?"

As Agent Judy asked the questions, she turned on the recorder.

With Miwako Sato nearby, Wenshui could only pick out some trivial information to talk to her about, while subtly probing what Agent Judy's group's purpose was.

Even though Wen Shui was very careful with her words.

During the process, he was quietly reminded several times by Miwako Sato not to disclose too much information about the case to journalists.

However, to Wen Shui's dismay, Sato Miwako's way of reminding him was to gently step on the back of his foot under the table with her high heels.

Although it doesn't hurt, there's clearly a more convenient option: "secretly poking his thigh with my hand."

Is this woman experiencing too much work pressure, causing her to develop some strange fetish?

Wen Shui couldn't help but complain in her heart.

After chatting for about 20 minutes, Agent Judy got up to leave, and this time she specifically asked for Wen Shui's bank account details.

"Thank you so much. I'll transfer the fee to you soon. If you have any new discoveries about the Slit-Mouthed Woman, or any other interesting paranormal events, please contact me immediately."

Wen Shui smiled and said, "No problem."

Agent Judy stepped out of the café and jogged to a black sedan parked on the side of the road. The car quickly disappeared into the rain.

Wen Shui returned to the seat opposite him. Since he had finished his steak while they were chatting, Wen Shui took out paper and pen from his bag, preparing to continue the deduction that had been interrupted.

Unexpectedly, Miwako Sato suddenly complained, "You're really going too far, kid."

Wen Shui looked completely innocent: "I didn't say anything crucial. She can find out these things if she wants to."

“I’m not talking about that.” Miwako glanced at the waitresses gathered at the entrance of the cafe, whispering among themselves. “Look at them, they’re probably gossiping about how I was confronted by another woman while I was on a date with my boyfriend.”

Warm Water: "Aren't you overthinking it?"

"Don't underestimate me, detectives are the best at reading people." Sato Miwako said dejectedly, biting the straw of her white peach juice. "I wonder what they'll say about me, they'll probably think I'm a weak person?"

The way she blew bubbles into the juice in the glass while biting the straw was surprisingly cute.

This created a strong contrast with her sexy office lady uniform.

A thought flashed through Wen Shui's mind, and a novel idea popped into her head: "A strict senior detective, who secretly has a people-pleasing personality but doesn't dare to get angry even after discovering her boyfriend's infidelity?"

"Then guess what I'm thinking right now?" Wen Shui asked casually.

Without hesitation, Miwako Sato replied, "The strict senior detective is actually a people-pleasing person who doesn't dare to get angry even when she discovers her boyfriend is cheating."

Wen Shui was immediately shocked: "You...you really know magic?"

Sato Miwako sneered and snatched the paper from his hand: "You've already written it on the paper, you little bastard!"

Wen Shui then realized that he had originally intended to write a case analysis, but he had accidentally written down the inspiration that was in his mind.

Wen Shui smiled sheepishly: "I've been thinking about submitting my novel to the magazine lately, and before I knew it, I had written it."

Sato Miwako frowned slightly as she looked at the title on the paper: "Do young people like this style nowadays? I feel like I'm falling behind the times. When I was in school, the classic love stories of princes and princesses were all the rage."

Wen Shui: "There are classic love story types now, but these are easier to catch the eye and achieve results."

Miwako Sato nodded thoughtfully.

Then, she tentatively asked, "So... this is just something you came up with to make money, right?"

Wen Shui paused for a few seconds before realizing what her subtext was: "Of course, a female protagonist with this kind of personality could never exist in reality."

Sato Miwako breathed a sigh of relief, her face regaining its bright smile: "Of course, being a detective isn't an easy job. If I ever find out my boyfriend is cheating on me, I'll definitely give him a taste of German-style slamming."

So is that why you've been single all this time?

Wen Shui wanted to make this comment, but she was afraid of being tackled by her in a German-style tackle, so she only thought it to herself.

At that moment, the waitress walked towards their table with the bill.

Sato Miwako quickly slipped the piece of paper with the suspicious title into her pocket. If this were seen, it would probably only make the waiters more curious about the relationship between the three of them.

Miwako Sato doesn't care what others think.

Her main concern was that she might leave an impression on these young girls, which could cause unnecessary trouble if they were recognized during a disguised investigation later.

The waitress smiled and said, "Hello, the lady just paid her bill. Here is the bill."

"Huh? Did she pay the bill?" Wen Shui asked in surprise.

The waitress smiled without saying a word, looking at Wen Shui with an expression that said, "That's why we think you're so amazing."

Miwako Sato nodded: "Understood, thank you for your help."

The waitress took small, quick steps back to the bar area and chatted with a few colleagues.

Sato Miwako picked up the bill, her brows furrowing slightly: "This is troublesome. I was going to thank you, but you've ended up treating me instead."

Wen Shui smiled and said, "It's okay, you can treat me next time."

"How about we go to the amusement park next week? I'll treat you to a big meal while we're at it." Sato Miwako took the opportunity to bring up their previously arranged date.

"An amusement park?" Wen Shui asked doubtfully. "Don't you have a case to investigate?"

Miwako Sato sighed: "Inspector Matsumoto is worried that our bodies can't handle it, so he's forcing us to take turns on leave. To prevent anyone from disobeying orders in their eagerness to solve cases, we also have to hand in photos of ourselves with our families."

In fact, the Metropolitan Police Department's measures were to temporarily freeze its investigative authority and confiscate its credentials.

But Sato Miwako thought this was a perfect excuse to take some photos with Onami and fool her mother, who always wanted her to go on blind dates.

Wen Shui thought for a moment, although the Dorobiga Amusement Park incident was over.

But he remembered that in the original work, it seemed like something would happen to Miwako Sato every time she took a vacation.

Moreover, Conan has aired over a thousand episodes, and there are quite a few cases that he can't remember. It's possible that he might come across a case that he can use as material.

"That's fine. I've been too tired lately, it's good to take a rest." Wen Shui nodded in agreement.

“Okay, I’ll let you know when I’ve set my break time,” said Miwako Sato, then looked at the blank notebook on the table. “Alright, now can you tell me what you were thinking about?”

Wen Shui picked up a pen and wrote down her speculation in the notebook.

Because Aoi Kazama was different from the other murdered girls, her body was hidden, so the perpetrator must have had a reason to ensure that Aoi Kazama's body was not discovered.

In other words.

Even if Aoi Kazama's body is disguised as if she was attacked and killed by the Slit-Mouthed Woman, it could still expose the true identity of the murderer.

That's why the other party had no choice but to do that.

Wen Shui wrote "The Slit-Mouthed Woman Serial Murder Case" and "The Toy Bear Resurrection Case" on a piece of paper, and then connected the two words together with a line.

“I think these two things may be related in some way,” Wen Shui said.

Sato Miwako's eyes lit up: "That's a very bold guess. What are your thoughts?"

Wen Shui shook her head: "Not yet, but I think we can investigate in this direction and see if there are any commonalities..."

The two then began to speculate about this possibility. However, not long afterward...

"I hate my mom the most! I hope she never comes back!!"

Suddenly, I heard a little girl crying behind me.

Wen Shui turned around and saw that the father and daughter at the next table were arguing.

The little girl, who looked a bit younger than Conan, suddenly threw a tantrum. Judging from what she was saying, her mother, who was supposed to go to the movies with her, suddenly had to go out of town and couldn't come.

The father, who clearly had taken leave from work, was trying his best to cheer up his daughter, but he was obviously losing control of the situation.

Many guests around them cast curious and disapproving glances at them, which made the father even more embarrassed.

"Kids these days are really hard to please," Wen Shui remarked.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Sato Miwako got up and walked towards the father and daughter. The little girl stopped crying as soon as she noticed someone approaching and looked up at the older girl in front of her.

Miwako Sato smiled and extended her hand to the little girl.

She performed the milk-ball magic trick again, but this time she used a freshly folded paper crane. The little girl was immediately captivated, then quickly stopped crying and started laughing, chasing after Sato Miwako to ask for the secret of the magic.