Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Xiaolan felt that Wenshui wasn't the type of person who would be unfaithful.

Furthermore, a normal person wouldn't choose to express their attitude in such a situation.

Sonoko Suzuki's expression suddenly changed, and she whispered in Ran's ear, "But Ran, what that guy said, shouldn't you consider it?"

"what?"

"Together for life."

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "You mean you and Wen Shui?"

“It’s you and me,” Sonoko Suzuki’s voice rose slightly. “If we can live together for the rest of our lives, I’m willing to suffer a little loss.”

Sonoko Suzuki spoke of her wildly imaginative fantasies.

Ran looked helpless: "That kind of thing is impossible, right? Okay, the banquet is about to start, let's go over there." With that, Ran walked towards Uncle Mori: "Conan, follow me, don't run off."

Conan nodded obediently.

Sonoko clung tightly to Ran's arm, saying, "How will we know if we don't try?"

"I already said it won't work..."

"Oh, right, if you end up choosing Shinichi, then just pretend I didn't say anything," Sonoko Suzuki added. "I don't want to live with that mystery fanatic."

Conan couldn't help but roll his eyes. "I don't want to live with a woman who can't move when she sees a handsome guy either."

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The birthday party started promptly at 18:00 PM.

Today's protagonist, Yotsubi Reika, wore a red floor-length gown and slowly walked down from the second floor, followed by two maids who helped hold her dress.

Although Yotsubi Reika didn't have the same natural beauty as Ran and Sonoko, her appearance, enhanced by both her makeup skills and her status, still drew gasps and admiration from many.

This naturally includes Yotsubi Reika's three biggest simps.

The chairman of the Yotsubi Group was a chubby man. He walked to the huge cake in the middle of the hall and, together with his daughter, completed the cake-cutting ceremony.

"Today is my little girl's birthday, and I am truly grateful that everyone has come from so far away to celebrate with her. I hope you will continue to support our Yosui Group in the future. Thank you all."

Chairman Yosui looked around and addressed the guests.

The guests present burst into applause, which immediately drowned out the birthday song playing in the hall.

Meanwhile, at a table slightly further back, Kogoro Mouri was enjoying a hearty meal, a large chicken leg in his left hand and a glass of red wine in his right.

He simply didn't have a spare hand to clap.

Xiaolan felt a little embarrassed by the strange looks from those around her: "Dad, everyone is clapping, can you please stop eating for a moment?"

Uncle Mori swallowed the meat in his mouth and took a sip of red wine: "You guys should eat quickly too. This chicken leg tastes even better than lobster meat. Such high-quality ingredients are not something you can usually eat."

At this moment, Chairman Yotsubi, standing in the middle of the crowd, suddenly said, "By the way, I have also invited a special guest today, Mr. Kogoro Mouri."

"Kogoro Mouri? Could it be that famous detective?"

"I didn't expect him to come too. I've been wanting to get to know this famous detective for a long time."

The guests whispered amongst themselves, their curious gazes falling on Chairman Yoshii. Normally, after Chairman Yoshii finished speaking, Detective Mori should have stepped into the spotlight as a matter of etiquette.

However, no one showed up after waiting for a long time.

Xiaolan lowered her voice: "Dad, everyone is waiting for you."

Uncle Maoli clutched his neck, his face pale. "I know, but I have a chicken bone stuck in my throat. Can you help me out?"

"How can I help with something like this? I've told you not to eat too much already," Xiaolan complained, then patted her father's back.

Of course, this was to prevent her father from doing something that would damage the image of a famous detective again.

Xiaolan used one-third of the force she could have used to break a telephone pole.

"W-That's enough, my bones are going to break!" Uncle Mori said, his eyes wide, coughing and struggling.

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The banquet lasted until nearly nine o'clock.

Kogoro Mouri, having drunk too much, sat on the sofa in the living room to rest. The others, including Nukumizu, stayed by his side.

At the villa entrance, Yotsuba Reika and her father saw off the guests who had come to her birthday party. Several of Yotsuba Reika's suitors, along with Vermouth disguised as Rokuda Shoji, were also by her side.

When most of the guests had left, the security guard rushed over in a panic.

"Chairman, the car Miss was in suddenly had a flat tire and can no longer get down the mountain."

"What?" Chairman Shijing's face darkened.

Immediately afterwards, one of Reika Yoshii's suitors spoke up: "It's alright, let me take Miss Reika home in my Ferrari."

Takashi Ichiya, who had been chatting enthusiastically with Uncle Mori and his group, chimed in: "Let's go with my Porsche. I just installed a new suspension system, so even on mountain roads, it won't be bumpy at all."

Several other suitors also offered to drive Yoshii Reika back home in their own cars.

Security guard: "But all of your cars also had flat tires."

"What? How is this possible?" the group exclaimed, then rushed towards the parking lot. Yoshii Reika and her father followed.

Since all the guests had already gone down the mountain, the only cars parked in the parking lot, besides the two cars belonging to the Yoshii family, were the cars of Yoshii Reika's suitors and the car rented by Uncle Mori.

After carefully inspecting the car tires, the group...

Although there were no obvious signs of damage, the fact that all six vehicles had tire blowouts at the same time seemed rather suspicious.

"How is this possible? Is someone trying to sabotage us?" Chairman Yoshii said coldly. "What kind of work are you doing? Why aren't you keeping a close eye on the guests' cars?"

Security guard: "Because there were too many customers today, I was pulled to the kitchen to help out."

"Damn it." Chairman Yoshii then remembered that he himself had given the order. "In that case, we can only use the car with the flat tire to take everyone down the mountain first."

However, that vehicle is a bit small; it might take several trips to get there.

At this moment, Yotsubi Reika threw a tantrum: "I don't want to ride in that kind of crappy car. Today is my birthday! Riding in that kind of car will bring me bad luck for the whole year."

Yoshii Reika usually has her own car, the interior of which is all in her favorite bright red, and the speakers are specially tuned.

The only vehicle available to drive on-site, belonging to the Yotsubi Group, was the one they used to pick up and drop off clients, which naturally made it difficult for Yotsubi Reika to be satisfied.

The chairman looked troubled: "But Lihua, there's no other way in this situation."

Reika Yoshii: "Then I'll stay at the villa tonight. Let Aunt Mi stay and take care of me. I'll have someone fix my tires tomorrow morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the suitors expressed their intention to stay.

Chairman Yotsuki thought for a moment, then looked at Rokuta Shoji beside him and said in a joking tone, "I'm actually a little worried about these guys. In that case, Rokujo, you stay here to protect Reika."

Vermouth's heart sank.

She has other things to do tonight.

But to avoid arousing suspicion, she immediately nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, Chairman, I will definitely protect Miss Lihua."

After the chairman finished speaking, he and the driver left.

Vermouth looked at the damaged cars and had a bad feeling. She wasn't one of those sycophants who only knew how to fawn over Yotsubi Reika. She had already figured out that someone had deliberately damaged the tires.

But why would they do that?

Vermouth frowned. If she were to get involved in some inexplicable incident, besides the risk of her identity being exposed, it would also affect her standing in the eyes of that diplomat.

She went to great lengths to persuade the other party to agree to trade intelligence with her.

Hopefully nothing bad will happen tonight.

Chapter 76: Making Vermouth Lower Her Proud Head

When Yotsuki Reika returned to the living room, she saw Kogoro Mouri and his group sitting on the sofa, their eyes glazed with drunkenness, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey, Sonoko, you guys haven't left yet?"

Sonoko Suzuki pointed at Uncle Mori and shrugged helplessly: "Uncle Mori has had a bit too much to drink. We want to wait until he's sober before we go back."

"But driving at night after drinking is dangerous, isn't it?" Yoshii Reika asked with concern. "Why don't you just stay here? There are plenty of rooms in the villa. You can leave tomorrow morning."

Although Yotsuki Reika was spoiled from a young age, her spoiled princess temperament was hard for people to accept.

But having grown up in a family like the Yotsubi Group, how could she possibly let go of such an opportunity to cultivate a good relationship with the Suzuki Group?

If I can use this opportunity to become friends with Sonoko Suzuki.

Next time she attends a ball, those arrogant young masters from wealthy families will probably ask her to dance.

Despite Yoshii Reika's warm invitation, Suzuki Sonoko felt somewhat conflicted.

She felt that her personality didn't quite mesh with that of Yoshii Reika, and that her interactions at the banquet were just for show; she really didn't want to continue pretending.

Just as Suzuki Sonoko was about to refuse, Wenshui suddenly interjected, "I think it's good for you to stay. Uncle has drunk so much, it's really a bit dangerous for him to walk on the mountain path at night."

Sonoko Suzuki swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue, then exchanged a glance with Wenshui before slowly nodding, "Alright, then I'll be troubling you today, Ms. Reika."

The subtle reactions between the two surprised many people, including Yotsubi Reika.

Especially those suitors of Yoshii Reika.

Who is this kid named Wen Shui? How come he could get the second young lady of the Suzuki Group to seek his opinion?

Wasn't he just using Kogoro Mouri's connections to freeload a meal?

Reika Yotsuki was the first to react, and she laughed happily: "Great! It's still early, let's play cards to pass the time."

Sonoko Suzuki nodded in agreement.

Takuya Mifune, who had a small braid, shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, and walked upstairs: "I'm not playing anymore. I drank quite a bit earlier, so I'm going to my room to rest."

Reika Yotsuki's expression changed, and she chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, "Oh dear, you're already losing your temper? I just didn't ask you to dance earlier. Actually, I thought you had a good chance."

Takuya Mifune chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm only here today to support Chairman Yotsubi. I have absolutely no interest in becoming your husband."

"What did you say?" Yotsuki Reika's face turned completely cold.

Takuya Mifune walked upstairs without looking back: "I'm going to rest now. Have a nice night."

Yotsuki Reika watched the other person's retreating figure and said coldly, "You can go back to sleep if you want, but I will have my father sever all ties with your company. You can decide what to do."

"What do you mean by this?" Takuya Mifune had no choice but to stop. "Weren't you already with Nikaido two years ago?"