Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

"No way," Xiaolan laughed confidently. "It's one of my talents; my middle ear semicircular canals are incredibly durable."

That's terrible dialogue.

While mentally complaining, Wen Shui looked at Xiao Lan's small and cute ears.

No! That's going too far, even in the world of Detective Conan!

However, with Eri Kisaki present, he quickly looked away and took out his phone to see if there was anything new happening in the Literature Club.

As soon as he took out his phone, Wen Shui remembered that Kudo Yukiko had sent him many messages while he was washing his face and changing clothes.

However, she has been sending messages to inquire about the script these past few days.

I haven't even written about the lukewarm water yet, so I'll just pretend I didn't see it. Today I'm just repeating my previous behavior.

The chat history started with requests for the manuscript, but later it turned into a series of photos.

Wait, isn't this the same style as Eri Kisaki's shoes?

However, Yukiko in the photo is quite daring; she actually went to the refrigerator to find bananas and stepped on them, what a waste of food!

And has this woman become increasingly lacking in boundaries lately?

Is this a message a mother would send to the young people next door?

Not to mention you're my classmate's mother.

However, even though Yukiko Kudo has been retired from the entertainment industry for more than ten years, her aesthetic sense is still very impressive.

The taro-colored nail polish on her delicate toes gave her a dreamlike appearance under the light, perfectly complementing her flawless skin, which was as smooth as a young girl's.

It makes you want to gently massage her arches.

Even if you were to sneak a kiss, it wouldn't seem to elicit much resistance from anyone.

Wait a minute, is there a threatening message following the photo?

Wen Shui continued scrolling down the chat interface and realized that what followed wasn't the ambiguous love talk typical of midnight shows.

If you keep playing dead and not revealing the script's progress, this is what will happen to you!

Wen Shui couldn't help but feel a jolt of surprise.

Then he smiled wryly and said, "Madam, if you really did that to me, I'm worried that once your high heels are full, quite a bit will spill onto the floor."

While Wen Shui was intently appreciating

"Didn't you say you get carsick?" Eri suddenly asked, tilting her head slightly in this direction.

Wen Shui was startled. It would be troublesome if he were seen. He quickly swiped his finger up the chat history to avoid the key messages.

"Oh, so you were chatting with Yukiko." Eri Kisaki pushed up her glasses, her expression somewhat amused.

Wen Shui smiled and explained, "We were discussing the movie script."

Eri nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Conan, on the other hand, kept finding excuses to chat with him, seemingly curious about whether there was anything fishy going on between his mother and Wenshui.

After dealing with Conan, Wen Shui began to think about the most appropriate way to respond to Yukiko Kudo's threat.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly had a brilliant idea. He put his phone on silent mode and then secretly took a picture of the shoes on Eri's feet next to him.

Sorry, this level of quality probably won't motivate me enough.

Because Yukiko Kudo's previous behavior had crossed some lines, Wenshui's tone became slightly ambiguous.

However, Yukiko Kudo did not reply immediately this time.

I wonder if she's angry? Or did she really not see it?

Half an hour later, the group finally arrived at the entrance of the impressive Chinese restaurant.

I just got off the bus.

Wen Shui saw a woman with a black umbrella whose face was obscured, carrying a bottle of sherry as she walked into the restaurant.

Although she couldn't see the other person's face clearly, that familiar figure still sent a shiver down Wen Shui's spine.

In addition, there was the act of carrying a large bottle of sherry while eating Chinese food.

Could it be that……

Please take another day off

I'm so sorry, I've been quite busy these past few days and my condition hasn't been great, so I've been writing very slowly. I'll update like crazy once I've recovered!

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Chapter 148 Isn't it too early to call him "husband" now?

Wen Shui watched as the curvaceous woman walked into the restaurant. The waiter took the umbrella and the bottle of sherry from her hands.

She never turned around from beginning to end.

Therefore, Wen Shui couldn't confirm his guess. However, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Could it be Vermouth?

Because Wen Shui had only met Vermouth a few times, she was far less familiar with her than Ran and Yukiko Kudo, and couldn't tell who she was just by looking at her back.

But it always feels a bit strange that someone would bring their own wine to a Chinese restaurant and specifically choose sherry.

Could this woman have actually been monitoring his every move?

"What's wrong, Wen Shui?" Xiao Lan noticed him staring at the door and asked curiously.

Wen Shui then realized what was happening, and shook her head with a smile: "It's nothing, I just think the atmosphere here is great, and the shop's decoration is very unique."

Xiaolan: "Of course! This is a very famous Chinese food street. You can eat almost all the famous Chinese dishes here. I heard that there are also traditional Chinese medicine bone-setting shops and Chinese medicine shops at the end of the street."

Looking at the familiar decor around her, Wen Shui felt as if she had returned to her hometown.

Bai Ri Hong Restaurant, An Shou Yuan Restaurant, Huanan Restaurant, Almond Tea House...

The sight of Chinese characters, which he could see every day, pieced together with the familiar structure of warm water, stirred up his emotions.

Although it was already dark, there were still many tourists with umbrellas coming and going on the street.

It seems that this light drizzle did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm.

After Kogoro Mouri parked the car, he and Eri Kisaki walked over and saw Wenshui and Ran standing at the door: "Hey, what are you two standing there like idiots for? Hurry up and come in."

"Oh, I'm here." Xiaolan held Wenshui's hand, and with her other hand held the umbrella for him. "Let's go, didn't you say you were hungry?"

Wen Shui nodded gently: "Yes, we'll have to have a good meal later."

Xiao Lan's face also showed an expectant smile.

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When Wen Shui and his group stopped at the restaurant entrance.

In a Chinese restaurant, four men sat at a mahogany round table, looking worried and distressed.

Film producer Shiro Kawabata stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the table: "It's really a headache when something like this happens. Our leading lady has to stay in bed for three months because of a car accident, but filming is about to start. Where am I supposed to find someone to replace her?"

Director Isokai Shizo also sighed:

"I feel this matter is not so simple. It may be possessed by an evil spirit. I think we should just let it go this time."

"Forget it?" Kawabata Shiro slammed his hand on the table. "I went through a lot of trouble to get several big investors to invest this time, and the script is excellent. It's a business that's sure to make a fortune. How can I just stop it like that?"

The screenwriter next to him also chimed in, "But we can't find a suitable actress right now. The female lead's temperament is a particularly important part of the script for this film. If we replace her, the quality of the movie might suffer."

“I’ve already sent people to look for actors, including college students who haven’t graduated yet and sex workers in brothels.” Kawabata Shiro suddenly picked up his water glass and took a sip. “I refuse to believe we can’t find an actor who fits the role.”

Director Iso Shizō frowned even more upon hearing this.

Casting inexperienced actors only adds to the director's difficulties.

If the film is not well made, most of the criticism from the audience and the pressure from public opinion will fall on the director.

It might not be so easy to get a good script again.

As for producer Shiro Kawabata, he won't be affected much. As long as Kawabata still has connections to attract sponsors, he can have a steady stream of movies to make.

That wretched guy, just like a year ago.

At the time, it was clear that a body double could have been used for the female lead, Li Hua, in the film, but Shiro Kawabata pretended that this didn't happen, which ultimately led to Li Hua's unfortunate death due to a filming accident.

Actress Rika was an actress that Isokai Shizo really liked. He even had a beautiful fantasy of making her famous and then proposing to her.

But it was ruined by this megalomaniac who didn't like movies at all.

Thinking of this, Iso Shikai's murderous intent intensified.

Just then, Kawabata Shiro suddenly looked towards the door and said, "Hey, look at that girl, doesn't she perfectly match the temperament of the female lead in our play?"

The others looked towards the restaurant entrance and noticed that the girl with cute horns on her head seemed to be arguing with a waiter.

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"What? You're saying this meal voucher can't be used?" Xiaolan stood in front of the service counter at the door, her face full of disbelief.

The bespectacled waiter said, "I'm so sorry, miss."

Xiaolan: "But this is clearly your restaurant voucher! Doesn't it have your restaurant's name and phone number written on it?"

The bespectacled waiter: "Well... the address is correct, but the problem is..."

Before the bespectacled man could finish speaking, Uncle Mori walked over with a disgruntled look on his face: "Hey, are you deliberately making things difficult for us? I came all the way from Beika Town in the rain, and you're just dismissing us with a 'we can't use it'? That's just too much!"

The bespectacled man was intimidated by Kogoro Mouri's imposing aura and took a step back.

At this moment, a burly man, a head taller than Uncle Mori, walked over, placed his hand on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, would you please talk outside?"

This statement, coupled with the other person's fierce appearance, made it seem as if they wanted to kick them out of the restaurant and beat them up.

This kind of situation often occurs in izakayas in Shinjuku. It's usually a tactic used by yakuza to deal with customers who come looking for trouble on their own turf.

It won't affect the hotel's operations, and even if some excessive methods are used outside the hotel's premises, there's no need to worry.