Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

In addition, biker gangs and delinquent groups have been particularly rampant in Shinjuku recently.

In the middle of the night, you can often see scantily clad young men and women getting into a high, leaning against the roller shutters of roadside shops, and doing some indecent things.

Compared to those guys, at least Wen Shui and his companions were still wearing relatively intact clothes.

But even after seeing her uniform, that guy still said something like, "You've come at just the right time."

This was something Miike Naoko hadn't expected. Even those yakuza would at most just whistle and run away, or continue exercising without a care.

This is the first time someone has invited her to join.

We must strike hard and teach this kid a lesson about the Metropolitan Police Department's authority.

Miike Naoko pulled a revolver from her waist.

In general, traffic patrol officers are not allowed to carry firearms unless they are on a special mission.

However, due to the Shinjuku biker gangs and the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

During this period, the probability of traffic police encountering emergencies while on patrol is much higher than usual, so the authorities have specially approved the equipping of patrol vehicles with weapons such as tear gas, sidearms, and stun guns for this period.

However, in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, the Metropolitan Police Department specially developed a new type of bullet with weaker power.

The Metropolitan Police Department's small revolvers were already weak in terms of lethality, but after using special bullets...

Sometimes, the lethality is not as great as a police baton hitting a vital area.

However, its main purpose is to serve as a deterrent.

Even a mentally unstable yakuza could be jolted awake by the sight of a handgun, realizing they were confronting the police and thus effectively reducing the likelihood of officers being injured.

Sure enough, Miike Naeko found herself just as she took aim.

The boy, who looked somewhat handsome but had a dirty mind, let go of the girl's hand and began to dodge the gun's aim.

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When Wen Shui saw the other person aiming a gun at him, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Do traffic police in this world also carry guns?

Also, why did she suddenly pull out a gun and point it at me? Wasn't I just calling for help?

Wenshui quickly released Suzuki Sonoko's hand and ducked to avoid the gun barrel.

Sonoko Suzuki's feet finally touched the ground, but her legs were too weak to support her weight, and she was dragged down by Ran behind her.

The two of them fell together on the floor of the Sky Exhibition Hall, facing the angel painting on the dome.

Ran's back was against the cold floor, while Sonoko Suzuki's back was against a soft cushion.

Thinking about what Ran had done to her earlier, Sonoko Suzuki was furious. Instead of getting up, she rubbed herself against the cushion behind her.

"Yuan, Yuanzi, get up quickly!" Xiaolan's cheeks flushed slightly as she pushed him forcefully.

Sonoko Suzuki: "I'm out of energy. Let me lie down a little longer."

Miike Naeko ignored the two people on the ground and walked straight up to Wenshui: "What were you doing just now?"

"Celebrating the capture of the murderer?" Wen Shui said.

"celebrate?"

Wen Shui said while thinking, "Yes, today is the first time our, uh... our Junior Detective Club has taken action, and we didn't expect to find the culprit so quickly, so we're a little excited."

Looking at the clear eyes of the girl in the warm water, and seeing the two girls playing around on the ground, Miike Naeko easily believed his explanation.

Judging from his gentle demeanor, he was probably forced to join the celebration, right?

but……

"The Junior Detective Club? How old are you?" Miike Naeko asked, puzzled.

“I’m 18, I’m an adult,” Wen Shui explained.

He wasn't lying about that.

In this Detective Conan timeline, he and the girls around him are all over 18 years old, old enough to date freely, and even get married and have children.

Perhaps people in this world start school later.

Miike Naeko: "Then why is it called the Junior Detective Club?"

"Of course, it's to keep up with my childhood dream of wiping out all the bad guys in the world!" Wen Shui said casually.

Actually, I got stuck when I was thinking of a name, so I just borrowed the name of Genta and Conan's "Junior Detective League".

However, Miike Naeko clearly accepted this explanation.

Her gaze towards Wen Shui was full of agreement, suggesting that she may have had a similar dream when she was young: "to catch all the bad guys in the world."

Wen Shui: "By the way, officer, you must be from the traffic patrol unit, right? What brings you here?"

Miike Naoko got straight to the point: "I'm here to pass on a message. I just overheard about your situation and I have a request for you. I don't know if you'd be willing to take it."

"What request?" Upon hearing the request, Sonoko Suzuki and Ran quickly stood up from the ground.

"Oh, you must be Ms. Miike Naeko? Yumi's partner?" Ran recognized her; she was quite familiar with Miyamoto Yumi.

Miike Naeko smiled and said, "Yes, you must be Ran. Didn't your childhood friend, the detective, come?"

Xiao Lan's expression darkened.

However, she immediately smiled and grabbed Wenshui and Sonoko's arms: "Shinichi went out to handle a case. I came with my friends from the 'Junior Detective Club' today."

Wen Shui couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

He just said it casually, but suddenly I have a feeling that I'll have to carry this title for the future.

"Are you also a member of the Detective Boys?" Naeko Miike asked in surprise. "Could it be that Kudo-kun is also...?"

“No, he’s not!” Xiaolan interrupted him. “Right now, it’s just the three of us.”

After speaking, Xiaolan straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, put on the detective agency receptionist mask, and smiled:

"Our detective team has just been established, and the first 50 clients can have their service fees completely waived."

Miike Naeko: "Huh, it's free? I was worried that using a shopping card issued by the Metropolitan Police Department as payment would be too abrupt."

Wen Shui quickly and secretly tugged at Xiao Lan's clothes from behind.

That's a shopping card; you can buy lots of discounted eggs with it.

No, maybe I can buy more things. We don't have much toilet paper left, and we also have shampoo.

Perhaps it was her obsession with discounted eggs that caused Wen Shui to lose control of her strength, accidentally making Xiao Lan's neatly arranged clothes even more disheveled.

The girl's snow-white shoulders appeared before him, with light pink lace straps peeking out from under her.

"Stop fooling around, Mr. Wen Shui. Now is the time to talk about serious matters." Xiao Lan turned around and glared at him, then pulled her clothes back up on her shoulders.

Wen Shui looked away with a regretful expression.

"Miss Miike, please tell us about the trouble you've encountered." Ran addressed Miike Naoko as a client instead of a client.

It seems she does a lot of client reception work at the firm.

Michiko frowned slightly.

She always felt that this detective named Wen Shui was not quite the same as she had imagined. Generally speaking, shouldn't a young detective of this age be more interested in mysterious cases?

Would there be a teenage detective who would be more interested in supermarket gift cards?

However, the world is so big, not everyone is like Shinichi Kudo.

When Miike Naeko was chatting with a colleague who was on a business trip to Osaka, she heard that the son of the Osaka Prefectural Police Superintendent was a high school detective who could hide his body in the darkness of night.

Perhaps this Mr. Wenshui also has some unknown secrets.

And that's not important. The reason she wanted to entrust Wen Shui with the task was mainly because she valued his extraordinary ability to make a girl who had just broken up with her boyfriend laugh.

Miike Naeko hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Actually, it's not my business, it's about my cousin..."

Through Michi Mieko's account, Wenshui and the others roughly understood the whole story.

Miike Naeko has a distant cousin named Kazama Aoi, a student at Teitan Junior High School. She lost her mother in a traffic accident six months ago, and feeling depressed, Kazama Aoi chose to take a six-month leave of absence from school.

Recently, Aoi Kazama said that all the toys in her room come to life at night.

Just like in Toy Story, the teddy bear and Captain Dinosaur each lead a group of minions and start a war.

This made her afraid to sleep every night, staying up until dawn before going to bed, and her mental state got worse and worse.

After listening, Wen Shui couldn't help but say, "These symptoms sound like chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)."

"If it were just a case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), I wouldn't have bothered to ask you for help," Miike Naeko sighed.

“Just last week, Aoi’s father called me and said that there were cut marks on her body, and when I asked, I found out that she had been accidentally injured by a teddy bear.”

"Has he already shown signs of self-harm? Could it be a mental illness or something?" Xiaolan asked worriedly. "Wouldn't it be better to go to the hospital?"

“I went, but the examination results showed that her mental state was perfectly normal, and she had no cognitive problems.” Miike Naeko thought for a moment and added:

"I also asked Takagi-senpai to investigate Aoi's room, but unfortunately we didn't find anything wrong."

Wen Shui asked curiously, "Then why not throw away all those toys? Maybe the illness will get better then."

“Because those things are precious keepsakes left by her deceased mother.” Miike Naeko sighed. “The psychologist also said it’s best not to touch those toys, as it might cause her mental state to really deteriorate.”

Wen Shui also sighed.

What a pitiful girl with a tragic fate.

"So, Ms. Miike, what would you like us to investigate?" Ran asked.

Miike Naeko: "Go investigate the truth behind the toy's resurrection."

"You also believe that the toy comes back to life in the middle of the night?" Wen Shui asked, looking at her with suspicion.

“I’m not sure, that’s why I wanted to ask you to investigate.” Miike Naoko looked at Wen Shui. “Right now, everyone is vaguely showing that they don’t believe in Aoi.”

If a detective of similar age were to help investigate at this point, even without any results, it would make her feel a little better.

"And I've heard you're a very talented manzai (stand-up comedy) master. Even if you can't find a solution, please try to make that child a little happier."

After Miike Naeko finished speaking, she waited quietly for their response.

Wen Shui and the others exchanged glances, and then they all saw the answer in each other's eyes.