Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

As expected of the world of Detective Conan, even the beautiful girl's feet smell sweet. It's quite "Detective Conan-esque" even in a place like this.

Sato Miwako wiggled her small, delicate toes, a comfortable expression on her face: "Ugh, my feet are so sore after a busy night."

Warm water: ?

Could this be the treasure chest reward he received after completing the dangerous racing event? Could it be that Ran and Ai Haibara told her something?

Just as Wen Shui was lost in thought.

Miwako Sato then made an even bolder move.

Chapter 84: Ran and Sonoko will be caught in a chaotic scene after being fed.

Just when Wen Shui thought the reward for tonight's high-speed chase would be a "trial version of the Metropolitan Police Department's Flower's Barefoot Photobook".

Miwako Sato voluntarily upgraded the prize.

To relax her tense muscles, she put her legs up on the dashboard and stretched her body as much as possible.

Her fair and soft bare feet rested directly on the windshield, and under the soft light of the streetlights, they had a crystal-clear texture like orange jelly.

Those model-like long, beautiful legs were perfectly proportioned, with smooth, well-proportioned, and strong calf lines.

Beneath the black office lady uniform skirt, her healthy and powerful thighs seemed poised to pounce, like a female leopard ready to unleash its power.

It makes you want to see if those beautiful legs can do anything else besides catching criminals.

Paired with Sato Miwako's refreshing and smooth short black hair and her calm expression like that of a female boss, she can easily arouse the deep-seated desire for conquest in people's hearts.

Is this the charm of a sexy older woman? I feel like I underestimated her before, Wen Shui couldn't help but think.

However, Wen Shui was unaware of the fact that Sato Miwako appeared to be very calm at this moment.

My mind was already in complete turmoil.

Because Sato Miwako had never so proactively displayed her charm in front of men, even though Miyamoto Yumi often instilled this kind of knowledge in her.

Perhaps it was because the dopamine released in Miwako's brain after the car chase hadn't dissipated yet.

In addition, Wen Shui and Shu are among the few men who make her feel very comfortable when she is with them.

Sato Miwako inexplicably used her killing move.

However, because she had little experience, after being stared at by Wen Shui's unabashed gaze, she quickly felt her cheeks burning and her heart racing.

Miwako Sato even used the anti-torture interrogation techniques she had mastered, but still with little effect.

No, if Wen Shui finds out that she's actually very shy, she won't be able to hold her head high in front of this kid.

"Oh, right," Miwako said, her voice a little hoarse, "Have you found any clues recently?"

Wen Shui: "No, didn't I tell you before?"

"Oh."

Because the two had already discussed their speculations about the case, the conversation was forced to stop.

Wen Shui suddenly remembered Officer Shiratori's earlier reminder. He felt that the atmosphere in the car was still quite harmonious, so he wanted to take the opportunity to give Sato Miwako some advice.

So Wenshui subtly inquired about Kazama Aoi, and through Sato Miwako's account, she learned the full story of what happened that day.

Then, in a relatively gentle way, try to help Miwako Sato let go of her inner conflict.

"Then, when you're free, could you go racing with me?" Miwako took her feet off the dashboard, hugged her knees, and placed her snow-white feet on the leather seat.

Wen Shui asked curiously, "Can I really reduce your psychological burden?"

Miwako blushed: "It's not that exaggerated, but I feel like my mind is clearer after the race. Maybe I'll come up with some ideas that will help with the case. It will be much easier to discuss it if you're here."

Miwako Sato found herself a suitable reason.

Wen Shui nodded: "Okay, but I'm not necessarily free every night."

"Yes, I'll make a reservation in advance. Let me treat you to dinner too." Sato Miwako smiled happily.

Her cautious demeanor made Wen Shui feel as if she were being kept by a sugar daddy.

Having resolved the issue that had been troubling her for so long, Sato Miwako completely relaxed and decided to drive Wenshui back home.

However, just as she was about to put on her shoes, her legs were dangling in mid-air, causing all of her body weight to press down on her back for a moment.

Some of the malfunctioning seat switches were triggered.

"what"

Sato Miwako gasped and fell backward, her legs lifting into the air with her toes pointing towards the roof of the car.

From the perspective of warm water, you can clearly see the lovely wrinkles on the soles of her fair and soft feet.

Then came Officer Sato's cry of anguish: "Damn it, I should have fixed this sooner!"

"Are you alright?" Wen Shui asked with concern.

Sato Miwako held her lower back with her hand, her brows furrowed: "I think I've strained my back, please help me up."

"okay."

Wen Shui reached out and grasped Sato Miwako's fair, bare feet.

Her feet were really small, like a tiny, exquisite toy in your hand, and her skin, as delicate as mutton fat jade, had just the right body temperature.

Wen Shui gently pulled on her foot, but couldn't budge it.

Then he looked down and saw that Sato Miwako was slumped in her seat, her originally sharp eyes now glistening with a charming light: "I... I asked you to help me up, what are you doing?"

"Your hand is too far away, I can't reach it," Wen Shui said without batting an eye.

This reason infuriated Sato Miwako. Of course, Miwako was more ashamed and angry at the same time because of the physical reaction. It was too embarrassing that she lost her strength just by being pinched by warm water.

Sato Miwako gritted her teeth and said, "Since you like it so much, then let me show you what I'm capable of."

As she spoke, she raised her other foot and kicked Wen Shui in the face.

"Stop messing around, didn't you hurt your back?" Wen Shui easily dodged Sato Miwako's attack and asked in surprise, "Huh, how come you know Taekwondo kicks?"

Miwako snorted coldly: "I'm a professional detective. I know a little bit of most fighting techniques. Take this!"

The two then engaged in a close-quarters fight inside the car.

Under the cover of night, the red Mazda parked by the roadside began to sway gently. If someone were to pass by at that moment, they would surely assume that the people inside were doing something daring.

But the truth is, warm water became Officer Sato's sparring partner to familiarize himself with Taekwondo techniques.

I didn't get home to sleep until after 2 a.m.

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The next day at noon, at the Teitan cafeteria.

When Wen Shui walked into the cafeteria with a yawn, it was the busiest time of day. The aroma of various foods blending together was very appetizing, and the students' conversations made the place a bit noisy.

"Then I'll go save a spot," Xiaolan said, turning to Wenshui and Yuanzi while holding her lunchbox.

Wen Shui: "Please."

Xiaolan left the two and looked for an empty seat in the cafeteria.

Sonoko Suzuki suddenly leaned over and nudged Wen Shui with her shoulder: "Hey, why are you so listless? Did you do something naughty at home last night?"

Wen Shui: "I was solving a case last night, and I was busy until very late."

"I see." Sonoko nodded.

"I saw you slept through another class this morning. Did you hide in your room and do something naughty last night?" Wen Shui couldn't help but tease.

Sonoko Suzuki's face flushed red, and she snapped, "Hurry up and choose what you want to eat, or there will only be leftovers."

After saying that, she hurriedly ran to the ramen window and joined the queue.

Wen Shui was completely bewildered, not knowing how she had once again touched a nerve with Miss Suzuki.

Wen Shui certainly couldn't have imagined that Miss Sonoko had burned herself out in her warm bed last night. He also couldn't have imagined who Sonoko had chosen to be with.

At this moment, Wen Shui only had food in his eyes. He looked around and chose to queue for the curry pork chop set meal.

I was busy until late last night, so let's have something nice to eat today.

The queueing process was slower than expected, but when the cafeteria lady handed him the freshly fried pork chop rice, Wen Shui felt it was all worth it.

Carrying the food she had bought, Wen Shui found Xiao Lan and Suzuki Sonoko sitting together and sat opposite them.

Xiaolan's bento box contained fried chicken nuggets she brought from home, along with vegetables such as broccoli and carrots.

Sonoko Suzuki still has a special fondness for ramen, and this time she ordered the extra-rich miso ramen.

Halfway through the meal, Xiaolan poked at the rice in her lunchbox with her chopsticks and asked, "By the way, how did Officer Sato think of the ramen yesterday?"

Warm water is a direct indicator of this factor.

This issue is definitely not as simple as it seems. He thought for a moment and said, "She said she often ate with her father when she was little, and she even asked me to thank you."

"Oh, I see. What a coincidence." Xiaolan picked up a piece of chicken and dropped it into a bowl of warm water. "So, she took you home afterward, right?"

Wen Shui recalled the intimate moments in the car last night and shook her head guiltily: "No, she had things to do, so I went home by myself."

"Oh, I should have had Dad take a detour to bring you home." Xiaolan's face showed regret, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Then she kept throwing chicken pieces from the lunchbox into a bowl of warm water.

This reaction further convinced Wen Shui that Xiao Lan had done it on purpose last night.

It seems that this kind-hearted girl in front of me might develop into a yandere. If Shinichi Kudo continues to be obsessed with solving cases and keeps standing Ran up...

Ran might take Shinichi Kudo's head and sail out to sea on a snowy Christmas night.

Of course, now Shinichi Kudo has become Conan.

The pressure suddenly shifted to the warm water.

Sonoko Suzuki stared wide-eyed at the mountain of fried chicken nuggets in the bowl of warm water: "Hey, Ran gave them all to him? I wanted to try the chicken nuggets you fried yourself."

"I'm on a diet, why didn't you say so earlier?" Xiaolan picked up a piece of carrot and threw it into Suzuki Sonoko's ramen bowl.

“Have you forgotten? I don’t like carrots.” Sonoko Suzuki puffed out her cheeks.

Xiaolan: "You can't be a picky eater, or you won't grow tall."