Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Sonoko Suzuki smiled mysteriously and didn't continue.

However, Conan, who had been standing nearby, immediately became alert: "Sonoko-neechan, what are you talking about?"

Ran blushed slightly, turned around and punched Conan on the head: "Do you want to be a traitor, Conan-kun?"

Conan covered his head, feeling a bit bitter.

Sonoko Suzuki glanced at her watch: "Alright, let's hurry up and get going. It wouldn't be polite to keep Mr. Michiwaki waiting too long."

Xiaolan nodded, and then the two of them, holding an umbrella, prepared to head to the hotel by the sea.

Just then, Sonoko Suzuki suddenly realized that she had forgotten her wallet, so she went back to her room alone to retrieve it.

Ran and Conan waited under the eaves by the door.

Conan crossed his arms, still somewhat concerned about what Sonoko had just mentioned.

Did Wen Shui and Xiao Lan secretly do something to betray him while he was away?

Conan decided to use a large Shinichi Kudo phone to call Sonoko before going to bed to ask her about what had happened.

However, right now, Conan is more concerned about that guy named Michiwaki Masahiko.

Conan was dragged back to the shore by Kogoro Mouri to help him with a back massage, and he didn't see Masahiko Michiwaki invite Ran and Sonoko.

Although he didn't witness the scene, Conan still felt something was off.

A playboy like Michiwaki Masahiko could never be interested in Sonoko!

Logically speaking, the gentle Ran should be more popular with these playboys, but considering that Masahiko Michiwaki witnessed Ran's feat of driving away the shark, it might have deterred him from trying to flirt with her.

However, no matter what, it was rather strange that Masahiko Michiwaki took the initiative to invite Sonoko.

If Conan hadn't already spotted the chubby man who had been following them around several times, he would have even raised the possibility that Masahiko Michiwaki was the serial killer to the highest level.

However, no matter what, there must be something wrong here, and Conan decided to find a way to investigate during dinner later.

Just as I was thinking this, a scream suddenly came from the second floor of the hotel.

"what!"

Conan and Ran exchanged a glance: "It's Sonoko!"

The two quickly ran to the room on the second floor and found that the door to Sonoko's room was open and the lights were off.

By the light of the corridor, you could vaguely see Sonoko Suzuki sitting on the floor, opposite her a woman wearing a loose white T-shirt and with short brown hair.

"Stop! Let go of the garden!" Xiaolan delivered a knee strike to the other person.

Unexpectedly, the woman raised her head and said in a soft, warm voice, "It's me, Xiaolan. Don't do anything!"

"Huh?" Upon hearing the sound of warm water, Xiaolan immediately reduced the pressure on her leg and changed direction.

However, because she was worried about Sonoko, she had used all her strength, and due to inertia, her body crashed directly into Sonoko Suzuki.

Sonoko Suzuki let out a cry of pain.

Immediately afterwards, the two women became entangled on the floor of the hotel room.

pat!

Conan, who followed closely behind, turned on the light and saw a situation that he found hard to understand.

Ran and Sonoko Suzuki were hugging each other, as if they were practicing wrestling. Onami was wearing a brown short wig, a neutral t-shirt, and her face was smeared with something that looked like blood.

"Brother Wen Shui, what exactly is going on?" Conan asked, dumbfounded.

Wen Shui took off her wig and sighed, "It's a pity that he still managed to get away in the end. I had a feeling that someone was watching Sonoko, but I couldn't find any trace of them, so I deliberately hid in the shadows to protect Sonoko and try to lure them out. I didn't expect that I would guess right."

Ran and Sonoko sat up from the ground: "But why are you wearing a wig and pretending to be a woman?"

Wen Shui, without blushing or skipping a beat, said, "Of course, this is to confirm whether the other party is indeed the killer who likes to attack brown-haired girls."

Sonoko Suzuki nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Awami with a gentle gaze that seemed to melt him.

This feeling of being secretly protected by someone you like made Sonoko Suzuki very happy.

When Sonoko first returned to her room, she saw a dark figure rush in through the window with something that looked like a dagger.

Sonoko was so frightened that she couldn't move.

Unexpectedly, a woman with short brown hair emerged from the corner of the room. The shadowy figure was so frightened by the sight of her that it turned and ran away.

Sonoko smelled a familiar scent, so she wasn't scared. She just didn't expect it to be Nuku in disguise.

After Wenshui explained the situation, everyone sat around in Suzuki Sonoko's room.

Suddenly, Xiaolan looked at the cartoon T-shirt Wen Shui was wearing and couldn't help but ask, "Huh, why does this shirt look so familiar?"

Wen Shui: "Of course, this is what I found in your room."

Xiaolan's eyes widened, her fair cheeks flushed red: "You, you actually... how could you wear my clothes?"

Wen Shui shrugged: "What does it matter? It's just disguised reconnaissance. Didn't you wear my clothes when we investigated the Slit-Mouthed Woman last time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Conan and Sonoko Suzuki, who were standing next to him, also looked at Nukami with unfriendly expressions.

"Warm Water, how come I didn't know about this?" Sonoko Suzuki said coldly. Only then did she realize that the familiar scent from earlier was actually the fragrance from Ran's clothes.

And yet, her best friend's intimate clothing was worn by the boy she had a crush on...

Damn it, you've already ambushed me in my room, why aren't you wearing my clothes?

Sonoko felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out, and she felt a pang of sadness.

At the same time, green flames also ignited above Conan's head.

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After Michiwaki Masahiko escaped from the window of the Kawaraya Hotel.

He ran wildly along a secluded path for a long time until he saw the lights of an izakaya (Japanese pub) by the roadside, at which point he calmed down a little.

After all, any murderer would be terrified if they saw a woman they had killed before appearing in front of them with her face covered in blood while committing the crime.

However, after regaining a sense of the city's atmosphere, Masahiko Michiwaki calmed down considerably.

How is that possible? How could there really be something like a ghost in this world?

I must be seeing things, or someone is playing a prank.

But it's no use thinking about it now. Not only did he fail to find Sonoko Suzuki's camera, he also missed the chance to kill her to silence her.

He must return to the agreed-upon hotel as soon as possible and find a way to create an alibi; otherwise, that famous detective Kogoro Mouri is no pushover, and it would be troublesome if he discovered any flaws in his story.

Masahiko Michiwaki wiped the rain off his face.

Then, looking down at the obvious water stains on his pants, a flush of anger instantly rose on his face.

hateful!

After being frightened, he reflexively urinated again. Although it wasn't very noticeable in the rain, the humiliation was still unbearable for Masahiko Michiwaki.

Not to mention, this would also delay his time to go back to the hotel to change clothes.

He suddenly felt a strong urge to kill Sonoko Suzuki to vent his anger.

But reason told him that he couldn't be too impulsive, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Calm down, calm down, calm down...

Michiwaki Masahiko took a deep breath to calm himself down, and was just about to put the dagger away when suddenly, a woman with an umbrella walked into the secluded path.

The woman lifted the outer edge of her umbrella, revealing a delicate face. Her slightly wavy brown short hair looked very fashionable, and her voluptuous figure made people want to take a second look.

Michiwaki Masahiko held the dagger with a somewhat embarrassed expression. The first thought that flashed through his mind was that he was worried about whether the other party had discovered that he had wet his pants.

At the same time, Yukiko Kudo looked up, her eyes wide: "Eh? You're not that..."

Masahiko Michiwaki charged forward, brandishing his dagger.

Chapter 111 Venting anger on Yukiko Kudo for her mistake

Yukiko Kudo's original plan was to go to the Kawara Inn that night to find Kazuki Onami and avenge her previous humiliation.

But I didn't expect it to start raining in the afternoon.

Since it's impossible to go out in this kind of weather, Mrs. Kudo guessed that Onami would most likely stay at the hotel with Ran and the others to play cards.

Even if she went, she probably wouldn't find any opportunity to make a move, and might even alert the enemy.

So Yukiko Kudo changed her revenge plan to tomorrow.

She lay in her hotel room until after 6 p.m., but Yukiko Kudo couldn't stand the loneliness anymore. After all, she was all alone and had no one to play cards with.

After much hesitation, Yukiko Kudo finally decided to try her luck.

What if we could block the lone, warm water?

However, to Yukiko Kudo's surprise, halfway there she encountered the bastard who attacked her the night before.

Surprised, Yukiko Kudo instinctively gasped.

However, today, Masahiko Michiwaki was even more decisive than yesterday. He charged at her directly with a dagger in hand. The dagger, gleaming with a cold light, sliced ​​through the rain, its sharp blade sending chills down one's spine.

Because the distance is just too close.

Yukiko Kudo had no room to dodge, and the two collided in less than half a second.

crackling crackling crackling

Accompanied by a series of crisp sounds.

The dazzling light, like lightning, stood out starkly in the dark alley.

Masahiko Michiwaki froze, an incredulous expression on his face, before collapsing to the ground.

Yukiko Kudo's face was pale, but she still held tightly to the stun gun.

After a while, she finally recovered from her initial shock, then walked over and kicked Michiwaki Masahiko, who was lying on the ground, only to find that he had been electrocuted.

Mrs. Kudo breathed a sigh of relief.

I was relieved that I had been cautious enough and had carried a stun gun after hearing the recent rumors about a serial killer.

She placed her finger on the stun gun switch, remaining alert for the other person to wake up, and then began to sized up the assailant.