Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Jun also chimed in, "Um... those shoes were actually a birthday gift from my father to both of us. My brother doesn't usually like these kinds of things."

Genta and Mitsuhiko looked even more embarrassed.

Just then, Ayumi, who had crawled under the bed in Conan's place, suddenly exclaimed, "Come and see! There are so many strange paintings in here!"

Conan had given up hope this time, but he still went over to help Ayumi move the oil painting out from under the bed.

Conan was stunned when he saw the row of oil paintings spread out on the floor of the room.

Ayumi frowned slightly: "This painting looks really strange. I can't tell what it's about at all. Junya, did you draw this?"

“It’s Picasso.” Ai Haibara walked up to the frame. “He’s a very famous artist.”

Mitsuhiko, whose knowledge far surpasses that of the other two, finally found an opportunity to strike up a conversation with Ai Haibara: "It's true, and the other paintings here are also the most classic masterpieces by famous artists."

Van Gogh, Monet, Gauguin… they are all world-renowned artists.

After saying that, Mitsuhiko looked at Ai Haibara's profile.

I noticed that her expression was unusually calm, as if she hadn't heard anything at all.

At this point, Jun also explained, "These were actually drawn by my older brother. He has loved drawing since he was little."

"Do you like drawing?" Conan frowned slightly, thinking this might be a useful clue, and then he carefully observed all the paintings in the room.

Finally, the focus shifted to a painting that was completely different from the other oil paintings around it.

A sketch of Natsume Soseki.

"Did your brother draw this too?" Conan asked.

“Yes, this is my brother’s favorite author. He recently exhibited this painting and got praised for it,” Jun said happily.

Conan immediately perked up: "Did your brother tell you what kind of person the other person is?"

Jun thought for a moment: "It seems to be about a very strange woman, wearing a black hat like a witch, and all her clothes are black."

The older brother guessed that the other person might also be an artist, otherwise they wouldn't be dressed so strangely.

"A woman in black?" Conan exclaimed in surprise.

The images of Gin and vodka subconsciously surfaced in his mind.

Ai Haibara behind her also clenched her small hands. Although her expression remained relatively calm, her heart was beating very fast, and her hands behind her back were beginning to tremble slightly.

Conan immediately rushed over, grabbed Junya's shoulder, and asked with a very serious expression: "When did your brother meet that woman? Were there any other men in black with her?"

"It seems so, and my brother said those two men seem to be that woman's subordinates."

Conan froze on the spot.

He glanced back at Ai Haibara, his eyes asking her how likely it was to be Gin and Vodka.

After calming down, Ai Haibara gently shook her head and used her eyes to tell Conan that it shouldn't be them. If it were Gin and Vodka, they couldn't have made so many mistakes.

If it really was Gin and Vodka who made the move, Shunya's brother probably wouldn't have left any trace.

They simply vanished without a trace.

However, Conan was still not giving up, and he felt that Haibara might have a preconceived notion.

What if it really is Gin and vodka trying to raise funds this way?

Conan carefully inquired about where Junya's older brother usually went, and then, together with the Detective Boys and Junya, they went to those places to inquire about Junya's older brother.

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After getting into the car, Sato Miwako sat in the passenger seat, looking somewhat absent-minded.

Officer Chiba couldn't help but ask, "Sato-senpai seems a bit listless today. Is it because you finally get a weekend off?"

Miwako snapped out of her reverie: "No, I was wondering where Toshiya's brother would go, and who made that phone call."

Officer Chiba smiled and continued the previous topic: "By the way, where is Sato-senpai planning to go this time? I heard that Takagi is also off this weekend. You two aren't planning to go on a date together, are you?"

"How is this possible?!"

Sato Miwako suddenly widened her eyes, then realized that her reaction was a bit too much: "I've been too tired lately, so I plan to stay home and keep my mom company, and watch TV dramas."

"I see."

Detective Chiba didn't quite believe what the other person said, but he didn't press the matter further.

Sato Miwako's thoughts drifted back to Onamizu and Kazuki.

Actually, one night when Wenshui was vacationing in Izu, she called Wenshui, but he hung up quickly, saying he was investigating a case.

I thought that Wen Shui would call her back after things were over, but I didn't expect to hear from her at all. Even though she's been back for several days, she hasn't contacted me first.

The matter of weekend leave mentioned by Detective Chiba weighed heavily on Miwako Sato like a mountain.

She had originally intended to casually remind Wen Shui of their date next week over the phone.

But the date is fast approaching, and she hasn't sent out any invitations yet. She wonders if that little rascal has forgotten about it.

If it were when they first met Wen Shui, Sato Miwako wouldn't be so conflicted. She would most likely have sent Wen Shui the date address directly and jokingly told him to dress up nicely.

However, as their relationship deepened...

After several high-speed chases, Sato Miwako's attitude towards Nuku was no longer so casual.

The thought that Wen Shui hadn't contacted her for several days after returning made Miwako feel a little depressed.

Because she had no experience in dating, she subconsciously attributed her depression to excessive work pressure and didn't investigate further.

but.

If Sato Miwako knew that the gift Onami specially brought her from Izu was a pair of sexy high heels, I wonder what she would think.

As she was thinking this, Sato Miwako looked through the car window and saw several young men and women in Teitan uniforms standing in front of a convenience store across the street, eating ice cream.

The girl in the lead had cute horns on her head, and next to her stood a girl wearing knee-high socks and a light yellow headband.

Hey, isn't that Ran and Sonoko?

Sato Miwako's heart skipped a beat. Because the boy who was feeding Ran ice cream with his back to her looked a bit like Wen Shui and Shu.

"Chiba, drive slowly." Sato Miwako's voice unconsciously carried a hint of coldness.

Detective Chiba slowed down the car, and Sato Miwako, after observing the boy's profile, realized it was indeed that bastard, Numizu.

Because he needed to drive, Chiba didn't dare to take his attention too far away from the front, and because of the angle of his peripheral vision, his view was blocked by Sato Miwako.

"Is there something wrong with that person?" Detective Chiba couldn't help but ask.

Sato Miwako sneered, "This bastard has a lot of problems."

Officer Chiba immediately went into battle mode because he mistook the faint murderous aura emanating from Miwako Sato for that of the criminal who had escaped the previous night.

So he seized the opportunity and immediately performed a drift.

The police car sped towards the entrance of the convenience store.

When Detective Chiba discovered that it was Ran and Wenshui standing at the door, he immediately stepped on the brakes, but the car was still carried forward by inertia.

Wen Shui was also startled.

He wondered what was going on, why the Metropolitan Police Department's car was heading straight for him.

Could it be that a police car was involved in a murder on the street?

Chapter 117: Ai pointing a gun at me is a scene of carnage.

While Sonoko Suzuki was still enjoying the sweetness of the strawberry ice cream, her mind hadn't yet processed why the police car was suddenly rushing towards them.

Xiaolan and Wenshui reacted simultaneously.

The two men grabbed Suzuki Sonoko's wrists and pulled her toward the side of the road.

However, because the incident happened suddenly, Wen Shui and Xiao Lan chose different directions. Suzuki Sonoko's body was torn in two by the enormous force.

"what"

Sonoko Suzuki let out a scream.

This also brought Wen Shui and Xiao Lan's rescue operation to a standstill, forcing the three of them to remain on the road the car was traveling on.

Fortunately, the people in the police car were also desperately slamming on the brakes at that moment.

Finally, the car stopped just in front of them.

After regaining her senses, Sonoko Suzuki broke free from the warm water's grasp, walked over, placed her hands on the hood, and glared angrily at the people inside the car:

"Hey, how are you driving...wait, what are Officer Sato and Officer Chiba doing here?"

Sato Miwako quickly got out of the car and ran over, asking anxiously, "How are you? Did I scare you?"

"No, not at all," Sonoko Suzuki said, rubbing her arm. "But why did you run us over with your car?"

Ran and Wen Shui looked at Sato Miwako with puzzled expressions.

Sato Miwako looked somewhat embarrassed.

At this moment, Detective Chiba also got out of the car, came to the group, bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear what Officer Sato said clearly and thought there were criminals here. I'm really sorry."

Miwako bowed along with her, saying, "I'm sorry, I also bear some responsibility."

Wen Shui: "Oh, I see. I thought I had offended too many murderers and was being targeted."

"But weren't all the murderers you caught sent to prison?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

Wen Shui: "Even murderers have friends, right?"

Xiaolan frowned slightly, seemingly seriously considering the risks involved in this issue.

At this moment, Sonoko Suzuki suddenly interjected, "Hey you two, were you trying to tear me in half just now?"

"Oh? Did I hurt you?" Ran quickly rubbed the bones near Suzuki Sonoko's shoulder with her hands. "But in that emergency situation just now, there was nothing we could do."

Sonoko Suzuki was just making a casual comment; she was actually quite happy to feel Ran and Nuku's concern for her. However, the spot on her shoulder that was pulled really hurt, and she probably wouldn't be able to go to tennis club practice for the next few days.

Wen Shui watched the changes in Yuanzi's expression and reached out to the girl's shoulder: "Let me massage it for you too."

"Wait a minute!"

Ran and Officer Sato simultaneously ordered Wen Shui to stop.