Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

That evening, Inspector Megure and his group of people returned to Sachiko Shimamura's rented apartment.

Because the group had already conducted thorough simulations.

Therefore, the reasoning process went exceptionally smoothly.

However, Wen Shui did not appear this time, but instead left the task of solving the case entirely to Kogoro Mouri.

Objectively speaking, Uncle Mori was also used as a pawn by the murderer. Letting him personally bring the murderer to justice would at least save some face for him.

Since the warm water has already won the bet on the hot spring trip, it's not a bad thing for Kogoro Mouri to show off a bit, and it can also make a good impression on Ran.

Faced with overwhelming evidence, Sachiko Shimamura quickly knelt on the ground and began to repent:

"It's all that woman in Takenaka's fault..."

Two detectives walked over, handcuffed Sachiko Shimamura, and put her in a police car.

Inspector Megure: "Brother Mori, we really owe you a lot this time. I bet you already guessed the killer's method yesterday, and you only said that to avoid alerting the culprit, right?"

"Ah, well..."

Kogoro Mouri blushed and scratched his head, then secretly glanced at Wen Shui, only to find her looking at him with encouraging eyes.

Although Xiao Wu didn't show it on his face, he was still somewhat grateful.

If this case is solved by someone else, and the news spreads that the famous detective Kogoro Mouri was used as a tool by the murderer to create an alibi, it will likely damage his reputation.

The detective profession is all about building a reputation.

The greater one's reputation, the more high-priced commissions they can receive from wealthy individuals who have plenty of money, which directly affects how much money they can earn each month.

Surprisingly, this kid didn't steal the spotlight this time.

Uncle Mori's impression of warm water changed quite a bit.

While Uncle Mori was being flattered, Ran quietly walked up to Wen Shui and said, "Thank you, Wen Shui-kun."

Wen Shui smiled and said, "It's okay. I've already won the hot spring trip. It's good for Uncle to show off in this little thing."

Xiao Lan looked at Wen Shui with a complicated expression.

This man and his childhood friend, a mystery enthusiast, have completely different ways of looking at cases. If it were Shinichi Kudo, although he would try his best to help her find the culprit, he would most likely not give the right to interpret the case to her father in the end.

Wen Shui suddenly spoke up: "Um, you'll be going on the hot spring trip too, right?"

Xiaolan paused for a moment, then nodded: "Of course, didn't we agree to go together?"

Wen Shui asked with a smile, "Will you wear a sexy yukata?"

"B-Yukata?"

Xiao Lan was surprised when Wen Shui suddenly steered the conversation to another topic. Her mouth opened slightly, and her fair face was filled with surprise. Her cheeks, full of collagen, made people want to touch them to see how soft they were.

However, we're still at the crime scene, so pinching her face directly might not be appropriate.

Warm water had to be used as a second choice.

He secretly grabbed Xiaolan's small hand and gently kneaded it a couple of times.

The girl's cheeks immediately flushed red, and her beautiful eyes quickly filled with alluring tears as she looked guiltily at her father.

Chapter 123 It rained, and then I stayed overnight at Xiaolan's house.

In the chaotic rented room, Wen Shui, using the camera that the detective had placed on the table as cover, gently kneaded Ran Mouri's soft little hands.

Actually, he originally intended to quit while he was ahead.

After all, there are so many people here. If Uncle Mori and Conan see them, even if they manage to fool them in the end...

They also had to be wary of Uncle Mori's revenge under the influence of alcohol, and the possibility of a tranquilizer dart being shot from the shadows at any time.

However, his thoughts shifted somewhat after he touched Xiaolan's soft little hand.

It was just an ordinary human woman's hand.

Yet it makes one want to handle it closely.

Her fair skin was as smooth as silk, and her fingers were slender and long, making her seem perfect for playing the piano.

A gentle poke with the soft flesh of a hand would cause the girl's body to tremble slightly, and her adorable horns on her head would sway gently in response.

Add to that Xiaolan's adorable appearance, where she dared not utter a sound and desperately bit her crystal-clear lips to try and endure it.

Wen Shui gradually began to enjoy the feeling of being bullied.

Finally, Xiaolan couldn't help but turn around and stare at him, gritting her teeth as she said, "When are you going to stop playing?"

"Oh? I thought you were enjoying it too." Wen Shui quickly let go of the girl's small hand.

Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief: "Why do I like being bullied by you, you rascal?"

“But you didn’t resist just now,” Wen Shui said. “And the smile on your face just now was exactly the same as the smile you had when you ate the ice cream.”

Ran frowned at first, then quickly realized that Wen Shui was clearly teasing her about the incident last night, when Wen Shui looked at Kudo Yukiko with the same smile as when she saw fried noodles.

I didn't expect this guy to hold a grudge.

Xiao Lan smiled with her eyes narrowed, while pinching the soft flesh around Wen Shui's waist:

"I almost forgot. Didn't I tell you to come to the equipment warehouse after school today? Why did you go straight to the Literature Department?"

"I was dragged away by Sonoko before I even left the teaching building." Wen Shui shrugged. "There was nothing I could do. You didn't want Sonoko to find out about us, did you?"

Xiao Lan glared at him through gritted teeth.

I thought to myself that this guy was definitely doing it on purpose, but even if he got away with it this time, I was determined to find out the whole story tonight.

Last night, Shinichi Kudo unusually called her. This time, Shinichi Kudo went straight to the point and asked Ran whether Kazuki Nuku and his mother were getting too close.

Without a doubt, Ran guessed that Conan must have been the one to tip her off.

Even without Shinichi Kudo's help, Ran was determined to get to the bottom of this matter.

Because Ran didn't want to see Wen Shui go astray. After all, Aunt Kudo was a married woman. Although this kind of thing was very common in the entertainment industry, there were quite a few female idols who dated or even married younger men.

But it's unbelievable that something like this happened to someone close to me, especially since both parties were people Xiaolan was very close to.

It was still a bit hard for Xiaolan to accept.

Of course, she didn't care who Wen Shui dated; she was simply concerned about her fellow members of the detective team.

Oh, and I should also teach Conan a lesson tonight.

Ran felt that it was really too much for Conan to secretly become Shinichi Kudo's spy after she cooked such delicious meals for him every day.

As Xiaolan thought to herself, she increased the pressure on her hands.

"Be gentle, it hurts." Wen Shui winced in pain and gently slapped Xiao Lan's little hand away.

Fortunately, everyone was busy discussing the case with the famous detective Kogoro Mouri and didn't notice the subtle power struggle between the two people near the door.

Soon, the Metropolitan Police Department's investigation and evidence collection work came to an end.

The group came out of Sachiko Shimamura's apartment building and stood by the roadside waving goodbye to Inspector Megure and his group.

"Brother Mori, are you sure you don't need me to give you a ride?" Inspector Megure asked, his chubby body wedged against the car window.

Kogoro Mouri: "I won't trouble you this time, Inspector Megure. We're planning to go to the izakaya up ahead to buy some of my favorite snacks to go with our drinks."

"I see. Then we'll be going now."

After saying that, Inspector Megure waved his hand and led his detectives back to the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Alright, to celebrate solving another case today..." Kogoro Mouri suddenly paused, "Strange, Ran, why is your face so red?"

Xiaolan waved her hands in a panic: "Ah? No, no, it's probably because the room was a bit hot just now."

As she spoke, she deliberately pulled up her collar and fanned herself.

"Is it hot?" Kogoro Mouri glanced at his suit, then at Ran's short skirt, looking puzzled.

Conan also cast a questioning glance his way.

"Oh, it's raining!" Xiaolan suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the roadside.

The road, shrouded in night, was quickly dampened by the rain, and a faint, fresh scent of earth wafted through the air. Across the street, a tipsy commuter held his briefcase above his head and jogged toward the bus stop.

Before long, the rain started to intensify.

The group took shelter under the awning at the foot of the apartment building.

Conan looked up at the overcast and rainy weather: "Uncle, is it still possible to call Inspector Megure back now?"

"How could that be? They're not there specifically to serve us." Kogoro Mouri gave Conan a small red bump on the head.

Conan covered his head and hid behind Ran.

Kogoro Mouri stretched his hand out from under the eaves to keep out the rain, and the rain was noticeably heavier than before: "Damn it, this rain feels like it's just raining on me."

A hot spring trip is already expensive, and at this time of day, taxi fares are outrageously high. Kogoro Mouri had planned to walk home, but that's probably not going to be an option now.

Xiaolan: "Dad, don't be so stingy. We're all still hungry."

Kogoro Mouri sighed, "Alright, but Ran, you really want to go on a hot spring trip, right? Could you perhaps..."

Xiao Lan shook her head decisively: "No way, this is your bet with Wen Shui Jun. Since you lost, the cost of the hot spring trip will be deducted from your usual drinking expenses."

"what?!"

Uncle Mori's eyes widened as if he had lost the whole world.

Wen Shui and Conan covered their mouths and chuckled.

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It was half an hour later when they returned to the Mori Detective Agency.

Uncle Mori reluctantly went to his favorite izakaya (Japanese pub) and bought his favorite snack set to go with his drinks, along with two extra bottles of beer.

Although he lost the bet with Wenshui.

But at least he wasn't made a tool for the murderer to escape punishment; besides, he really stole the show tonight.

Kogoro Mouri was in a good mood and decided to treat himself a little.