Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Conan asked curiously, "Mr. Tian, ​​to maintain this turf like this, it should need to be mowed every day, but why is it shaped like a chessboard?"

Tian Shengnan explained, "I'm not too sure about that. I just trim the lawn every day as Master Aman instructed. But I heard that this rule was set by the old master who passed away fifteen years ago."

"It's definitely related to the treasure." Sonoko Suzuki whispered in Awami's ear without anyone noticing.

The warm breath hitting his ear canal, which was filled with lukewarm water, made him shiver involuntarily: "Don't blow air into my ear, it's so itchy."

"Huh~"

Sonoko Suzuki made a mischievous face, grabbed Onami's shoulders and wouldn't let go, continuing to blow air into his face.

Because Wenshui turned her face around, Sonoko Suzuki's breath hit Wenshui's face directly.

The subtle citrus scent is refreshing and pleasant.

Her unmade-up face was full of youthful energy typical of girls her age, and her crystal-clear lips, under the sunlight, had an enticing, jelly-like texture that made one want to take a bite.

at the same time.

Ai, who was standing nearby, tried to lift a stone statue twice her size and use it to pin the two people down as a form of self-reflection.

Unfortunately, her small arms and legs failed her. Not only was she exhausted and panting, but the Junior Detective League also misunderstood that she had discovered something and surrounded her to interrogate her.

However, Wen Shui still sensed a hint of murderous intent.

So he parted ways with Sonoko Suzuki with a serious expression.

Wen Shui looked up at the room on the second floor. If she remembered correctly, Conan would fall into the secret passage in the room on the second floor later. She wondered if this world would trigger it.

"What are you looking at? Has something happened?" Sonoko Suzuki followed Wenshui's gaze and analyzed the situation with a serious expression.

Wen Shui rubbed the back of her head helplessly: "Don't think about it. I just think that going to the second floor will give you a better view of the entire chessboard and pieces in the square than going around in circles here."

"That seems to be true." Sonoko Suzuki suddenly realized.

At this moment, Ayumi pointed to the original spire and asked, "Mr. Tian, ​​that tower looks like it has burn marks. Did something happen before?"

Tian Shengnan looked up at the tower, a hint of fear in her eyes: "Yes, that tower was once hit by a fire."

"Fire?"

Everyone's attention was drawn to this topic.

Tian Shengnan: "That's right, that was actually the bedroom of our Master Aman's wife, that is, our lady. Unfortunately, a fire broke out four years ago."

The lady, her friends, and the servants from the castle—a total of more than a dozen people—were burned to death.

"Oh? So pitiful?" Ayumi grabbed Conan's shoulder.

Sonoko Suzuki leaned closer again, all mysterious: "So, isn't there a lot of mystery here? Aren't you excited?"

Wen Shui nodded: "Hmm, it does seem interesting."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up and go to the second floor to see the whole chessboard," Sonoko Suzuki said impatiently.

At that moment, Genta, who had overheard the conversation, shouted, "Go up to the second floor! We can see the whole chessboard in the yard. Maybe we can find some clues there. Junior Detective League, let's go!"

"set off!"

The kids ran excitedly into the castle, and of course, Genta didn't forget to drag Conan, who always managed to find clues, along with them.

"Hey, you kids, wait a minute! This idea was... that Wen Shui and I came up with together." Suzuki Sonoko also chased after them.

Professor Agasa and Katsuo Wada were worried that the children would run off, so they followed them.

Ai Haibara finally broke free from the encirclement, and walked up to Wen Shui with a stern face: "Didn't I tell you to tone it down a bit?"

Wen Shui looked completely innocent: "You've misunderstood. We were just discussing the secret of the treasure."

"Is that how you talk about it? Please pay some attention to your image in front of the children and set a good example for them." Ai Haibara looked unconvinced.

Wen Shui nodded: "Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."

Ai Haibara looked displeased, clearly feeling that Wen Shui's promise was somewhat perfunctory.

"By the way, what were you doing moving those stones just now?" Wen Shui asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to cover up something dirty," Ai Haibara said calmly.

That's such a harsh way to put it, but the way she looked all red and tired from moving things was actually quite cute, Wen Shui couldn't help but think.

.

They walked into the castle hall together with Ai Haibara.

A giant portrait painting hangs directly opposite the door; if I'm not mistaken, it must be the builder of this castle, Lord Mamiya.

The two oil paintings of a man and a woman hanging on the walls on the second floor are probably of the master’s daughter and his first son-in-law.

Wen Shui noticed that Yuanzi and the others did not go directly to the second floor, but instead gathered together at the entrance of the stairs on the first floor.

An elderly woman in a wheelchair was having a polite conversation.

If I'm not mistaken, this person should be the maid Mutsumi Nishikawa who had plastic surgery to look like an old woman.

Although I was somewhat prepared.

However, when Wen Shui got closer and saw the old woman's wrinkled face, the strong visual impact still made Wen Shui shiver.

Would anyone really go to such lengths to find treasure, only to end up looking like this?

Even if you gain money but lose your youth, what's the point?

Humans are indeed terrifying animals.

Mutsumi Nishikawa, disguised as the first wife Masaki Mamiya, said a few strange and nonsensical things to the guests, and vaguely hinted that the castle was somewhat eerie, before leaving in a wheelchair.

Wen Shui thought she was deliberately playing tricks, trying to prevent guests from lingering and getting their hands on the treasure she had been guarding for over ten years.

However, this time Mutsumi Nishikawa is likely to miscalculate.

Today's guests include him, the real detective, and Sonoko Suzuki, his assistant.

There's also the trio of teenage detectives with their insatiable curiosity who always get caught up in cases, and the elementary school student who seems to encounter a death god wherever he goes.

Tonight is destined to be a night that will not be quiet.

Wen Shui was even thinking that she should take a nap when Conan fell into the secret passage.

The maids in the castle led the guests to their rooms and helped them put away their luggage.

Wen Shui then went up to the second floor and, together with the Junior Detectives, observed, analyzed, and deduced about the lawn in the yard.

Unfortunately, I couldn't come up with any clues.

Just as Wen Shui was hesitating about whether to make an excuse to go to his room to rest, Suzuki Sonoko secretly grabbed his arm and called him out of his room on the second floor.

"What's wrong? Did you discover some secret?" Wen Shui asked curiously.

Sonoko Suzuki shook her head: "No, we definitely won't find any clues by investigating like this. Come with me first."

As they spoke, the two arrived at Sonoko Suzuki's guest room. Upon entering, Sonoko immediately locked the door from the inside.

Wen Shui raised an eyebrow and moved slightly closer to the wall.

Sonoko Suzuki ran into her suitcase and, after rummaging through it, actually pulled out two sets of Sherlock Holmes-style outfits.

"No, why did you bring all this?" Wen Shui asked in shock.

Sonoko Suzuki laughed smugly, "Hehe, I was so farsighted, wasn't I? I always feel like something happens every time I go out with Awami. This time I prepared the clothes in advance. Wearing these to solve a case in a castle like this should feel even better."

Wen Shui then remembered that Suzuki Sonoko had apparently put a large suitcase into Professor Agasa's trunk.

"But..." Wen Shui really didn't want to wear this, feeling that Conan would laugh at her.

“I’ve noticed that Ran has been smiling to herself a lot ever since she came back from the hot springs in Kii Prefecture.” Sonoko Suzuki looked at him with a piercing gaze. “Warm Water, do you know why?”

Feeling guilty, Wen Shui had no choice but to compromise: "Uh, okay then."

Soon, the two changed their clothes in their respective guest rooms.

"Warm Water, look here." Sonoko Suzuki held up her phone. Warm Water had no choice but to smile at the camera.

The two were pressed tightly together, looking like a couple playing a special themed cosplay game.

After taking the photos, Sonoko looked down and fiddled with her phone, her slender fingertips tapping the screen incessantly.

"What are you doing? Don't post this on social media. It'll be troublesome if people see your identity, won't it?" Wen Shui said somewhat uneasy.

Sonoko Suzuki replied without looking up, "Of course, I'm not that stupid. I just posted it in the literature club's discussion group."

Wen Shui breathed a sigh of relief: "That's not too bad..."

Wait a minute!

The Literature Club's discussion group? Isn't that the group where Ran and Ai are both in?!

Chapter 142 After deciding on the child's name, Ai fed him strange food.

Beika Town, Mori Detective Agency.

Ran Mouri is preparing ingredients for dinner. Since Conan went camping with Professor Agasa, it will be just her and her father, Kogoro Mouri, tonight.

At that moment, Uncle Mori, who was watching Yoko Okino's concert in the living room, suddenly turned down the TV volume: "Hey, is this Yukio? Why are you calling me..."

Xiaolan turned off the tap and eavesdropped on who her father was talking to on the phone.

Xingxiong?

If I'm not mistaken, it should be Uncle Ayashiro Yukio, whom I met in Kiku Prefecture a few days ago. Could it be that he was talking to my father about Mr. Nakamichi's lawyer matter?

Just as he was thinking, Kogoro Mouri suddenly exclaimed, "What? You said Noriko is pregnant?"

Ran recalled the image of Ayashiro and his wife playing billiards in the pool hall, as well as the memory of bathing with Mrs. Ayashiro in the hot spring. She felt that she couldn't quite tell back then.

Kogoro Mouri's voice came from the living room: "Congratulations! By the way, have you decided on a name for the baby? I think the ones we mentioned when we were drinking last time were pretty good. What, you've decided on Kenta...?"

Xiaolan turned the tap back on and continued washing the vegetables in the basket.

But my thoughts had already drifted off in a strange direction.

Although the Ayashiro couple got married a bit late, they seem very much in love, and they must have worked hard for a long time to confirm each other's feelings.

Thinking of this, Xiaolan's mind began to wander unconsciously.

If she gets married and has children in the future, what would be a suitable name for the child?