Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Detective Chiba was initially quite happy, thinking that someone would help him take the night shift and keep watch.

Unexpectedly, after finding Shiratori, he was taken directly to this interrogation room and interrogated about where Sato Miwako planned to go this weekend and whether she was planning to go on a date.

This put Chiba and Nobu in a very difficult position.

In fact, Detective Chiba knew some inside information. After all, he had been temporarily partnered with Miwako Sato for the past few days, and they had talked about some things more or less in their spare time.

But he dared not say it.

Sato Miwako and Miyamoto Yumi are so close that they can talk about anything, and Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko, whom he secretly admires, are also work partners.

For the sake of love, Detective Chiba has been resisting the group's threats and inducements for almost two hours.

However, if I'm not mistaken, the other party must have already planned it when they offered to cover his night shift, so tonight probably won't be so easy to get through.

Detective Chiba took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and the charming smile of Miike Naeko flashed through his mind, making him feel that his willpower had increased slightly.

Just as things were at a stalemate, the interrogation room door suddenly opened.

A detective in a disheveled suit walked in: "Officer Shiratori, we found it. We found a ticket for Dorobiga Water Park under Takagi's desk drawer."

"Takagi?" The bald detective's face turned cold. "As expected, that kid was just fooling us before."

"Alright, Chiba." Shiratori patted Detective Chiba on the shoulder. "Takagi has already given himself away. Just add a little something, and I'm sure Miike Naeko won't blame you."

Detective Chiba: "But..."

Shiratori's expression changed: "If you don't tell me, I'll pin the ticket issue on you and say that you leaked the information."

"Officer Shiratori, how... how could you do this?" Detective Chiba was dumbfounded.

Shiratori smiled faintly: "When it comes to love, humans are all selfish."

"That's right!!!!"

The unanimous answers from the other detectives were enough to demonstrate Sato Miwako's immense popularity within the Metropolitan Police Department.

Detective Chiba glanced at his colleagues, who were already in a frenzy, weighed the pros and cons, and then slowly spoke:

"Actually, I don't know much either, but Officer Sato did mention going to the Dorobiga Water Park..."

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After finishing her final report, Miwako Sato's work for the day came to an end.

She raised her slender wrist and glanced at the time on her women's watch.

It's only a little past 11 p.m.

It seems that her work efficiency has improved a lot after she was in a better mood. She used to be very bad at writing reports, but today she finished the amount of work that used to take her all night in less than 4 hours.

Eleven o'clock is still very early for her.

Normally, Miwako Sato would definitely find something else to do, or simply go through the case files of previous cases to see if she could find any new ideas.

But today, contrary to her usual practice, she chose to clock out.

The weekend is just two days away. Poor sleep will make dark circles worse and your skin condition will deteriorate.

She couldn't stand being stared at with strange looks when she walked with Wen Shui at the Dorobiga amusement park, like a mother with her son.

Miwako, who rarely uses face masks, asked Yumi for a few masks these past two days and has been using them every night before bed.

Even their diet became deliberately light, all in preparation for their weekend date.

Of course, when faced with Yumi Miyamoto's teasing, Miwako Sato explained that she did it only to mislead her mother, not because she was actually looking forward to a date with Kazuki Nukumizu.

However, when she is alone, she inevitably searches for the real answer in her heart.

Thinking of the high heels that Wen Shui had given her, Sato Miwako's lips curled into a faint smile.

She thought to herself, "I'm even a little bit looking forward to it."

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After putting the pen back in the pen holder and closing the office door, Sato Miwako twirled her car keys and walked briskly downstairs.

Then she saw Shiratori standing outside the interrogation room smoking.

Miwako Sato walked over and greeted him with a smile: "Shiratori, working overtime today?"

"Yes, Miwako, why are you leaving get off work so early today?" Officer Shiratori's expression was somewhat unnatural.

Miwako Sato: "I've been too tired lately, I should go home and rest early."

Too tired?

This is the first time such a statement has been made about Sato Miwako. She used to be known for her reckless approach to solving cases, so she is indeed very suspicious.

"By the way, have you seen Chiba?" Sato Miwako suddenly asked. "I still need him to sign that report, but I can't get through to him on his phone."

Officer Shiratori looked a little awkward: "N-I don't know, they're probably working on a case."

Suddenly, the interrogation room was filled with the screeching sound of a stool scraping against the floor.

Miwako Sato glanced inside, but unfortunately the blinds on the door were sealed shut: "What's going on inside?"

Shiratori blocked the window with his back and scratched his head: "It's nothing, we caught a biker gang member. He had narcotics on him, and Nakamura and the others are interrogating him."

“I see.” Sato Miwako nodded. “Then I’ll go find Yumi first. If you see Chiba, remember to have him sign the report on my desk.”

"No problem, I'll definitely pass on the message." Shiratori smiled and said goodbye to Miwako.

Miwako Sato came out of the Metropolitan Police Department building.

I saw Yumi Miyamoto in a patrol car parked by the roadside, seemingly on the phone with someone, and she was very engrossed in it, her face beaming.

However, as soon as she approached the patrol car, Yumi Miyamoto hurriedly hung up the phone.

After getting into the car, Miwako asked curiously, "Who were you calling just now? Why did you hang up as soon as you saw me?"

Yumi Miyamoto looked a little awkward: "Y-yes, she's the person I'm going to meet."

Miwako's eyes narrowed slightly as she stared into the other woman's eyes and slowly said, "Hmm? Yumi, you're acting suspiciously today. Why is your date behind my back?"

Yumi Miyamoto explained somewhat shyly, "It's because he's quite young and likes trendy things. I'm a little embarrassed to let you hear that."

Miwako Sato was taken aback.

I'm young and like trendy things to do, but I'm too shy to say it in front of strangers...

In Sato Miwako's mind, she immediately pictured Wen Shuizhi holding her black-stockinged little feet and enjoying them.

Could it be that Yumi has also met a boy like Wen Shui? Miwako frowned slightly, beginning to worry that Yumi might be deceived by a bad man.

However, to save face for her good friend, she did not press the matter further.

This actually relieved Miyamoto Yumi, who thought to herself that she had managed to get away with it. If Miwako had found out that she had revealed the location and time of the date to Aunt Sato, she would have been furious.

Sato Miwako changed the subject: "By the way, Yumi, could I borrow that lip gloss you said was really good?"

"Huh? That's expensive. Cheap stuff is fine for disguise and reconnaissance." Miyamoto Yumi casually took out several tubes of cosmetics from her toolbox and showed them to Sato Miwako.

"No, it's not like that. I'm going to the water park with Wenshui this weekend..." Miwako lowered her head, her voice growing softer and softer.

Yumi Miyamoto's eyes lit up: "So you wanted to dress up for Nuku-kun!"

“No, that’s not it,” Miwako said. “I was just trying to fool my mom and make the act more convincing.”

Yumi Miyamoto patted her chest and assured him, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this little thing. By the way, your clothes seem pretty conservative, don't they? Should I get you a few suitable ones? I guarantee that once that guy sees you, he'll immediately carry you to a hotel..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Take this!"

Miwako Sato pounced on him, and the two started playfully fighting inside the car.

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Mouri Detective Agency.

Wen Shui had no idea how much preparation Sato Miwako had made for their date.

Even Miwako Sato herself had no idea that her weekend date would turn into a huge riot that alarmed the Metropolitan Police Department.

Wen Shui lay on the bed where Xiao Lan's mother had slept before, under the oppressive gaze of Fei Yingli.

When I can't fall asleep and keep tossing and turning.

The door was suddenly opened.

While keeping her body still, Wen Shui squinted at the doorway and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, it wasn't the bespectacled brat wielding a machete who came in, but a barefoot girl wearing a light green nightgown who was acting suspiciously.

However, Wen Shui was still unsure of Xiao Lan's intentions, so he decided to pretend to be asleep and see what Xiao Lan was up to before making a decision.

Soon, a fragrant breeze entered my nostrils.

I don't know if it's because Xiaolan just got out of bed, but the scent on her body is a little different from usual; it's softer.

It has a calming effect on the mind.

"Wake up, I have something to ask you." Xiao Lan pinched Wen Shui's nose directly, trying to wake her up.

The lukewarm water made my mouth water.

He hadn't expected Xiaolan to be so decisive, and judging from her tone, it probably wasn't to fulfill the promise they made in Izu.

However, since the nose was already pinched, continuing to pretend would look too fake.

"What's wrong?" He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed. "Has a case been reported?"

Xiaolan put her fair finger to her lips, signaling him to keep his voice down: "How could there be a case? I'm here to talk to you."

"what's up?"

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Wait a minute."

After saying that, she tiptoed to the door and locked it from the inside.

Perhaps because she didn't want to be overheard, Xiaolan deliberately didn't wear slippers and came in barefoot.

Her fair and soft little feet stepped on the floor, like a cat's paws.

Her slender ankles are delicate and charming, and her small and cute arches are not much different from Ai Haibara's, making one want to try how smooth they are.

Wen Shui looked at Xiao Lan, who had returned to the bedside, and asked in confusion, "Why didn't you just lock the door?"

Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him: "I'm worried that if I call you to get up, you'll yell randomly, and if the door is locked, then it'll be hard to explain."