Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

“That’s right, she seems to be from abroad, her name is Christine Vineyard,” Sonoko Suzuki said.

Wen Shui couldn't help but widen her eyes: "Bei..."

Wen Shui almost called out Vermouth's name, but managed to control himself at the crucial moment.

"What do you mean, 'shell'?" Sonoko Suzuki asked curiously.

Wen Shui quickly tried to salvage the situation: "Shell, I mean the seashell hair clip on your head is very pretty. Wearing it makes you look like a little mermaid princess. It's very beautiful."

"Really? I bought it on the beach in Hawaii..."

Sonoko Suzuki blushed instantly. She looked down at the toe of her brown leather shoes, her fingers repeatedly twirling the hair by her ear.

Wen Shui was about to ask further questions about Vermouth.

At that moment, a cold and piercing voice suddenly came from behind.

"No wonder I waited for you at the door for so long. Turns out you were busy making girls happy."

Wen Shui turned around and saw that Ai Haibara had appeared behind him at some point, and the baseball bat in her hand was radiating a strong killing intent.

Chapter 66 The apology, however, only made Ai's heart uneasy.

Feeling a little guilty, Wen Shui put the bun that Suzuki Sonoko had bitten into into her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then he turned around and looked at Ai Haibara.

She was still wearing the same JK uniform as yesterday, but unlike before, today Ai Haibara was wearing a pair of thick-looking black pantyhose, the kind of thickness that's only suitable for autumn and winter.

Is he trying to arm himself in this way?

But it's summer now, won't it be hot? You'll probably sweat a lot, right?

Wen Shui was filled with questions, and then he realized that Ai Haibara seemed to have noticed his gaze, and the cold light shining from her cat-like eyes became even colder.

For some reason, being stared at by Ai Haibara with that cold gaze, Wen Shui suddenly felt like he'd been caught cheating by his girlfriend.

Could it be that what happened last night subtly changed his inner thoughts?

After a few seconds of random thoughts, Wen Shui quickly focused her attention on how to break out of the predicament at hand.

The situation is somewhat dire.

Fortunately, he is very good at handling chaotic situations.

"Hey, Haibara-san, why are you holding a baseball bat? Do you want to join the baseball club?" Wen Shui deliberately raised her voice.

His plan was to attract the attention of everyone else in the classroom.

The reason for doing this was that Wen Shui was certain that Ai Haibara would not do something like beating up the male classmate sitting next to her in the classroom in order to conceal her identity.

Because that would easily get her called in for a talk by the teacher, and if rumors spread that she had beaten up a male classmate in the classroom, it wouldn't fit her plan to conceal her identity.

As soon as he finished speaking, many people in the classroom looked over curiously. There were both boys and girls.

They were probably curious as to why Haibara, who was usually called the "Ice Witch," would suddenly want to join a sports club like baseball.

Several baseball team boys even showed expressions of surprise on their faces.

Only Sonoko Suzuki was still immersed in her fantasy of becoming a mermaid, repeatedly adjusting the seashell hair clip on her head.

Ai Haibara gave him a cold look, then lightly swung the baseball bat and explained, "I'm not interested in baseball. This is just a magical tool used to cleanse impurities."

She kept her eyes fixed on the warm water as she spoke, clearly regarding it as something filthy.

Wen Shui's expression remained unchanged: "I see. But using a baseball bat as a magic tool for exorcism seems a bit out of place, doesn't it?"

"Was it blessed by a temple? I heard that recently someone used a water truck blessed by a temple to clean the streets where the Slit-Mouthed Woman attack occurred," Suzuki interjected.

Ai Haibara nodded: "Yeah, lately I feel like there are evil spirits around me, and strange noises come through the phone in the middle of the night."

Wen Shui touched her nose, pretending not to understand her sarcasm.

"Huh? Isn't that The Ring?" Sonoko Suzuki's eyes widened.

Ai Haibara smiled and said, "It might be because I've been too tired lately, but there are indeed cases in psychology where this treatment method is used to eliminate patients' hallucinations."

Sonoko Suzuki looked at her with admiration: "Ai knows so much!"

“I think even if they are evil spirits, they must have their own reasons for being so cruel. We shouldn’t hurt them in such a cruel way,” Wen Shui said, offering a different perspective.

"So, what do you think is the best way to punish them, Mr. Wenshui?" Ai Haibara's beautiful eyes narrowed into slits.

Warm Water: "Use love to influence them?"

While fiddling with the seashell hair clip in her hair, Sonoko Suzuki joked, "I didn't expect Mr. Nuku to be so kind-hearted. I'm starting to look at you in a new light."

Ai Haibara looked at Sonoko Suzuki's new hair clip.

It has to be said that this seashell-shaped hair clip does have a more girlish feel than the headbands that Sonoko often wore before, making her already vibrant temperament even more energetic.

But for some reason, when Ai Haibara looked at the cute hair clip on Sonoko Suzuki's head, her anger surged up again.

She wanted to knock the lump of water unconscious with a baseball bat even more than before.

Ai Haibara was startled. Could this be a common problem among members of the Black Organization?

Ai Haibara shook her head, clearing her mind of the random thoughts: "No, I think an evil spirit is an evil spirit, and it's more appropriate to use physical exorcism for such filthy things."

Wen Shui couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

It seems that words alone are not enough to persuade the Ice Witch before me.

Wen Guo immediately activated Plan B, shifting the topic to apples: "By the way, you got up so early this morning, you probably haven't eaten yet, right? I brought you some apples from home."

Ai Haibara actually saw the apple on the desk as soon as she entered the classroom.

But let's not even talk about how this guy actually had the absurd idea of ​​using an ordinary apple to cover up what happened yesterday.

If I'm not mistaken, she bought this apple last week when she visited Wen Shui's house at the shopping street.

Would someone use a gift from another person as an apology?

Ai Haibara couldn't help but grumble to herself, then suddenly a possibility occurred to her...

Wait a minute, doesn't this bastard know that she bought the apples and the eggs and steak in the fridge?

Because the Suzuran Detective Club had previously decided to hold their meeting at Wen Shui's house, they would also help Wen Shui, who wasn't very good at cooking, solve her food problem.

So whenever Ran and Sonoko Suzuki visit Onami's house, they usually bring some food for everyone to eat together. Any leftovers are given to Onami as a venue usage fee.

Ai Haibara suddenly felt like she had done someone else's favor.

Coupled with the humiliation she suffered last night, Ai Haibara suddenly felt a faint sense of grievance and dissatisfaction, which made her expression even colder.

The person with warm water was even more confused.

Why did Ai Haibara's anger intensify when she mentioned apples? Shouldn't she normally express her disgust while carefully eating the apples?

Does Ai Haibara not like apples?

Xiaolan walked into the classroom with her schoolbag on her back and saw Wen Shui and the others gathered together. She went straight over and said, "Xiao Ai, why do you look so pale?"

Sonoko Suzuki: "It seems like Ai is possessed by an evil spirit."

"Huh? R-really?" Even though there were many people in the classroom, Ran's face was still a little pale. Then, she grabbed Ai Haibara's arm with concern. "Is it the Slit-Mouthed Woman? Are you alright?"

Ai Haibara sighed as she looked at Ran's anxious expression: "I'm not the Slit-Mouthed Woman. I'm just too tired lately and have a bit of neurasthenia."

"Oh, I was scared." Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief.

After learning that the group was just chatting and not discussing the case, Xiaolan went back to her seat.

Wen Shui frowned slightly as she watched Xiao Lan's retreating figure. Normally, Xiao Lan would definitely join the conversation until the teacher walked in, but today her demeanor was clearly a bit off.

Have you encountered any difficulties?

Ai Haibara also picked up an apple, and like Sonoko Suzuki, she sniffed it, asking suspiciously, "You wouldn't have put some kind of drug in the apple that can make women submit, would you?"

Warm Water: "That's a bit hurtful, Haibara-kun."

"Your behavior yesterday really made me have to be careful." Ai Haibara gently stroked the smooth surface of the apple with her fair and slender fingers.

Sonoko Suzuki: "Yesterday? You guys left me behind again yesterday to go investigate?"

When Suzuki Sonoko got off the plane yesterday, it was almost midnight. She didn't know that Numizu had solved the murder case at the coffee shop, nor did she know that Numizu and Ai Haibara had dinner at home.

They thought Wen Shui and the others had gone to investigate the case again while she was on vacation.

Wen Shui: "No, it's just that I encountered a murder case on my way to the coffee shop, and I also ran into Xiao Lan's mother..."

Wen Shui could only offer a vague explanation.

Ai Haibara didn't expose Nuwa's true colors, because even she wasn't sure if she was overthinking what happened last night, let alone explain it to Sonoko Suzuki.

She thought of the low, hoarse roar from Wen Shui and Shu that kept her up all night.

Ai Haibara was immediately enraged. She treated the apple in her hand like a bucket of warm water and took a big bite.

Very sweet.

It would be even better if she hadn't bought it with her own money.

The good news is that it seems she has inherited her fruit-picking skills from her older sister, Akemi.

Just thinking about her older sister, Akemi Miyano, made Ai Haibara smile. Even the apple in her hand tasted sweeter, and her resentment towards Nuwasaku lessened considerably.

This subtle facial expression led Sonoko Suzuki, who was standing nearby, to misunderstand that Ai Haibara was enjoying being fed warm water.

It's just an ordinary apple, is there any need to be so happy?

She had just made Wen Shui-kun eat the meat bun that she had bitten, and a feeling of joy welled up in Suzuki Sonoko's heart.

Huh? Wait a minute, why am I having such a pathetic thought?

Miss Suzuki suddenly felt her cheeks burning, and without saying a word, she ran back to her seat.

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The first class in the morning was math class, and the math teacher was a middle-aged man who looked a bit like Hiroshi Nohara from Crayon Shin-chan.

He stood on the podium, lecturing with great enthusiasm, his spittle flying everywhere.

Unfortunately, Wen Shui had no interest in this subject and gave up after less than ten minutes.

I guess I'm only really suited to be a detective.