Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Watching the two chasing and playing, Sonoko Suzuki suddenly felt a pang of envy. This was actually something she and Nukumi used to do most often.

But at some point, she was no longer able to show herself in front of the warm water without any restraint.

Especially a few days ago in the room at the Blue Castle, after Wen Shui saw her body.

How could she possibly act more naturally? Sonoko Suzuki returned to her seat, somewhat dejected.

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The last class ended quickly.

After school, Wen Shui went home, changed into clean clothes, and took a shower to get rid of the sweat.

After all, they were going to a high-end Chinese restaurant in Yokohama, and Eri Kisaki would also be there, so he didn't want Ran to lose face.

Almost simultaneously with drying her body with warm water.

A car horn that sounded exactly like Kogoro Mouri's horn rang out downstairs. Wen Shui quickly dried herself off and ran downstairs.

Unexpectedly, he found it was already drizzling when he went outside. However, Wen Shui had forgotten where his umbrella was, and since not having an umbrella would give him a reason to ask Uncle Mori to take him back, he rushed into the rain without looking back.

When the warm water is halfway through.

Xiaolan, who was in the car, urged Fei Yingli to open the car door.

Sitting in the back row with Ran, Eri frowned slightly: "You child, can't you calm down a little? This makes your kindness seem cheap."

Xiaolan stuck out her tongue and said coquettishly, "But that's just my personality, and Wen Shui isn't an outsider."

Eri sighed and opened the car door a crack.

A cold wind and rain immediately rushed in, and the two women's identical pure white chiffon dresses swayed in the wind.

Wen Shui took a quick step and stepped onto the last stone slab by the roadside.

She nimbly slipped through the gap in the back door and sat on the back seat of the car, which of course couldn't be Eri Kisaki's long, shapely legs.

The entire car body suddenly sank a few centimeters and then swayed twice.

Kogoro Mouri turned around and stared at him: "Hey, you little brat, why didn't you bring an umbrella in the rain?"

"I forgot where I put my umbrella." Wen Shui scratched her head.

Xiaolan: "It's in the bottom shelf of the bedroom cabinet, together with the raincoat and socks."

The car was completely silent.

Wen Shui could faintly hear Conan's heartbroken voice sitting in the front seat.

Warm Water: "Oh, I hadn't even remembered where I put it. I'd completely forgotten."

Kogoro Mouri glanced at Eri Kisaki's face and, finding her expression calm and unwavering, said nothing more.

With a press of the accelerator, the car headed towards the highway leading to Yokohama.

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After getting on the bus, Wen Shui realized that Xiao Lan and Fei Yingli were wearing the same clothes today.

They are all pure white chiffon off-shoulder long dresses.

The slightly translucent texture seems to reveal the truth of the world, but upon closer inspection, it is merely a visual illusion.

From the outside, all you can see are two graceful curves, the girl's long, slender, white legs, and plump legs that are as smooth as her skin.

The only difference was that their shoes were different.

Eri Kisaki wore a pair of elegant pointed high heels. The pure black leather looked very expensive, and most of her snow-white instep was exposed. The strap design at the ankle was the finishing touch.

Xiaolan's outfit, on the other hand, was much simpler.

White casual canvas shoes are a favorite among girls of this age. Although they are the simplest style, they can give people a feeling of returning to their youth.

Conan sat in the front passenger seat.

Normally, Conan would stick close to Ran and sit in the back row, but today, perhaps because Eri was also there, Conan had a bit of a psychological aversion and chose to go to the front.

However, because Eri Kisaki was in the middle, Wenshui couldn't whisper to Ran.

He had no choice but to look out the car window at the rain.

The rain made the road surface much more slippery than usual, and Kogoro Mouri's driving speed was also much slower than usual.

At this rate, it will probably be almost dark by the time we get to the hotel, Wen Shui thought to herself.

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At the same time, Yukiko Kudo arrived at the rented house next to the Wenshui family's house, carrying a large box of things.

Put the things you'll need in the next few days on the bedroom floor.

Yukiko Kudo dialed a number, and as soon as the call connected, she immediately switched to a social media-friendly smile: "Is this Katsuhisa? Has Mr. Kawabata Shiro replied to what I asked you to say to him?"

"Huh? You mean he rejected me?"

As the call continued, Yukiko Kudo's expression grew increasingly grim, and she finally hung up the phone politely.

Mrs. Kudo tossed her phone onto the bed and sighed deeply.

The feud between Yukiko Kudo and film producer Shiro Kawabata happened more than ten years ago. Although the incident caused quite a stir back then, she was just a newcomer and didn't understand many things, so it was inevitable that some grudges would form.

Over the years, Shiro Kawabata has become a highly respected figure in the industry.

Furthermore, after learning that Yukiko Kudo was returning to the film industry and wanted to establish a film company, he stated more than once in private that he would try to trip her up.

Therefore, Yukiko Kudo wanted to find a mediator to reconcile with the other party and put an end to their past grievances.

But I was firmly rejected.

Moreover, what the other party said was so offensive that even the middleman, Mr. Hōki Katsuhisa, couldn't repeat it.

Yukiko Kudo's mood plummeted.

I've read several scripts over the past few days and felt they lacked potential; the production was likely to be all talk and no action. Plus, some industry insiders are deliberately making things difficult, so this film production project probably won't go smoothly.

Moreover, her first project after returning to the entertainment industry is very important.

If you can make a name for yourself, things will be easier later on; if you fail miserably, you might not have any more opportunities.

Looking out at the continuous drizzle, Yukiko Kudo hoped that the old acquaintance she was meeting that evening would give her some hope.

But it's still early, what should we do?

Mrs. Kudo thought for a moment, then pounced on the bed with a thud, grabbed her phone, and sent a message to Wen Shui asking about the script's progress and whether he wanted to have dinner together that evening.

But after waiting for a long time, the kid still didn't reply.

Strange, he should be back by now. Could he be on a date with a female classmate? Or is he hiding in his bedroom watching adult films under the bed?

Yukiko Kudo went to the door of the Nuwa family's house and knocked, but no one answered after knocking for a long time.

That wretched brat, I wonder where he's run off to again.

Yukiko Kudo had no choice but to return to her rented apartment. She stood angrily in the entryway, when she suddenly noticed a pair of strappy high heels on the floor.

She bought this a few days ago when she went shopping with Eri Kisaki.

The price is enough for an average family to enjoy a few days at the beach.

Actually, she hadn't planned to buy such expensive shoes, since it was a time when she needed money anyway.

However, because Yukiko Kudo always buys new products without hesitation, she is a little worried that Eri Kisaki will see through her and expose her relationship with Akira Nakai.

So I gritted my teeth and bought these shoes.

However, unlike the clothes and shoes she bought before, which would at least keep her interested for a few days, this time she had no interest in these shoes at all, and her attention was entirely focused on the movie script.

But then again...

This thing must be extremely damaging to warm water and trees, right?

Yukiko's eyes darted around, and a mischievous, girlish expression reappeared on her face.

She kicked off her slippers, walked barefoot to the high heels, picked them up with her fair toes painted with taro-colored nail polish, took a picture, and sent it to Wen Shui.

Still no reply?

That wretched guy! Has this level of leniency failed to impress him? It's all her fault for spoiling that brat too much and giving him too many perks.

Yukiko Kudo felt a little disappointed, but she couldn't explain why.

Driven by her emotions, Yukiko Kudo carried her high heels into the kitchen.

He took a banana out of the refrigerator and threw it at his feet.

Her fair, jade-like feet gently pressed against it.

She quickly stomped on the banana, then took a picture of the moment and sent it to Wen Shui.

Unfortunately, I waited for a long time but still didn't get a reply.

Yukiko Kudo glanced at the mess on her feet and became even angrier. "You wretched brat, if you don't reply to my message in half an hour, next time I'll make you eat the salad I made with my feet."

Mrs. Kudo stormed off to the bathroom to take a shower.

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Meanwhile, in the car of the Mori family of three.

What is the name of the picture book depicting the Buddha's miraculous appearances?

"It seems to be a welcoming picture..."

Not long after boarding the bus in Wenshui, Xiaolan took out her history textbook from her bag and began reciting it, while also holding a pen in her hand to take notes at any time.

While driving, Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but say, "Ran, when are you going to stop reading? My head is starting to hurt."

"What can I do? The history exam is tomorrow, and I still don't understand a lot of the material." Xiaolan looked out at the rain. "I've been so busy with clubs lately, I haven't had much time to study."

“Then why don’t you just study at home?” Kogoro Mouri said.

Xiaolan rolled up the book in her hand: "What are you talking about? I won this lottery myself. I finally don't have to cook dinner, why would I stay at home?"

Kogoro Mouri: "No, I meant you can watch it when you get home after dinner."

Xiaolan: "There's simply not enough time. I need to make the most of my time on the road and try to finish reading the second unit."

At that moment, Conan suddenly turned around and asked, "But Ran-neechan, don't you get dizzy reading in the car?"