Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Wen Shui nodded: "Okay, then Xiao Lan, you should get some rest."

Afterwards, Wen Shui and the female doctor with long curly hair left the ward and went into the corridor.

Wen Shui: "Where do I go to sign?"

"I left my things in the office upstairs," the female doctor said, heading towards the staircase. Wen Shui followed closely behind.

After turning around, Yukiko Kudo, disguised as a female doctor, immediately revealed a cold smile.

She originally intended to pretend to be a doctor to elicit information about whether producer Kawabata Shiro's death was related to warm water.

Judging from Xiaolan's appearance just now, could it be that these two have already...

Mrs. Kudo suddenly felt a little flustered.

She was the one who came first... Well, regardless of who came first, they're both so young, how could they do that kind of thing?

Yukiko Kudo put on a stern face, deciding that she would teach Wen Shui a lesson later.

Chapter 152 The Magic Potion for Mrs. Kudo

Wen Shui followed the long-haired female doctor to the innermost office upstairs.

I don't know what kind of ward this floor is, there aren't many lights on on the whole floor, and the wards near the offices are empty.

As soon as I opened the door, a faint smell of disinfectant hit me.

However, Wen Shui was already immune to this smell, because the female doctor was emitting a strong, pungent smell of disinfectant and medicine. She wondered what she had been doing and why she had used so many disinfectants.

Could it be an autopsy?

The female doctor skillfully located the switch on the wall, and once the light was turned on, the entire room was instantly as bright as day.

This office is not large, and it doesn't look like the kind of place for receiving patients. Rather, it's a place specifically prepared for hospital executives to handle official business.

Even so, two human skeleton models were still placed in the room.

The curtains were drawn, and it was unclear whether it was still raining outside. The walls were covered with medical-related posters, and the thick stack of folders on the desks suggested that the hospital was usually quite busy.

The female doctor pointed to the swivel chair in front of her desk: "Please sit down first. I need to find a form. Please wait a moment."

"it is good."

Wen Shui sat down in the swivel chair.

The female doctor ran to the metal cabinet by the wall, rummaged around for a while, then took a form and walked over to Wen Shui, picked up a pen and started writing quickly.

Soon, a form that was half printed and half handwritten appeared in front of Wen Shui.

"Check if the patient's information is correct," the female doctor said to Wen Shui while twirling the pen in her hand.

Wen Shui nodded: "Okay, let me see."

Just as he was about to concentrate on reading, the female doctor accidentally dropped her pen. She bent down to pick it up from behind the chair.

The warm water suddenly smelled a fragrance different from that of disinfectant and medicine.

It had a subtle sweetness, like a mixture of milk and citrus, enhanced by the warmth of summer sunshine.

Yukiko Kudo?

Wen Shui was startled, and the image of that unreliable classmate's mother immediately flashed into her mind.

Just as he was about to turn around to confirm his judgment, he found a strong rope wrapped around his body.

The reaction time is very short.

In less than half a second, the rope tightened instantly, with a force as strong as ten muscular men who practice martial arts exerting their strength together. Even a body in warm water could not break free.

"Hahaha, you didn't expect that, did you, kid?" Mrs. Kudo laughed triumphantly, walking around to face Wen Shui and tearing off her disguise.

Wen Shui looked speechless: "Are you bored?"

Yukiko Kudo sat on her desk, her long, beautiful legs swaying gently beneath her white lab coat: "This victim, it seems you haven't quite grasped your situation yet."

"What situation?"

Kudo Yuki lifted her leg, used the tip of her shoe to lift Wen Shui's chin, and chuckled, "I bought this equipment from Professor Agasa. Even an elephant couldn't easily break free from it. You're my puppet now."

Wen Shui's expression remained unchanged:

"So, ma'am, what outrageous thing do you intend to do to your son's classmate?"

Upon hearing this, Yukiko Kudo angrily walked over and grabbed Wen Shui by the collar: "Damn it, don't be ungrateful. I have something very important to ask you."

With the distance closed, Wenshui was able to more closely appreciate Mrs. Kudo's smug face.

The face in front of me was so exquisite that it seemed to have been created by AI. Her thin lips, coated with an unknown flavor of lip balm, were crystal clear. She had a pert nose and curly bangs that curled up in front of her forehead.

Objectively speaking, the woman in front of him does indeed fit the public's ideal of the ideal wife next door.

It's a pity she's someone else's mother.

"What are you thinking about?" As Yukiko Kudo spoke, her sweet breath wafted through her pearly teeth onto her warm face.

I feel like taking a bite.

But Wen Shui held back. He said with a straight face, "Xiao Lan is still in the ward. Can you stop making a scene? I just teased you a little this afternoon. Is it really necessary to tie me up?"

"Do you think I'm that kind of shallow person?" Yukiko Kudo took a step back, crossed her arms, and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Yes."

Wen Shui took a deep breath and said in a serious tone.

"Damn it, you brat!" Kudo Yukiko was furious, but she quickly suppressed her anger because she did have something more important to confirm with Nukumizu.

That is, is the death of Kawabata Shiro, the film producer with whom she had a grudge, related to Nuku Shui?

Although the probability of this is so small as to be almost impossible.

However, because the object was lukewarm water, Yukiko Kudo still had to be cautious.

After all, he's a highly intelligent and eccentric man who prefers older women, so it's not impossible for him to do things that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

However, Yukiko Kudo knew that even if Wen Shui was the one who did it, or was indirectly involved, he definitely wouldn't tell the truth if she asked him directly.

That's why she changed the location of the "interrogation" to here.

Although the plan was somewhat bold and embarrassing, it was ultimately her own business. If Wen Shui really killed someone because she fell in love with her, then this favor would be too difficult to repay.

wrong!

The priority now is to find a way to put him on the right path in life.

Yukiko Kudo took a deep breath, moved behind Aya, gently rested her chin on the top of his head, and gently massaged his shoulders.

However, because Yukiko Kudo has a particularly good figure, gravity almost completely obscured Onami's view.

Wen Shui was completely shocked.

What's going on? Wasn't this supposed to be an interrogation?

Just a moment ago he had a scary expression, how did he suddenly start having a meatball attack?!

This was the first time Wen Shui had interacted with Yukiko Kudo at such close range, and it was even more overwhelming than she had imagined. No wonder she was a former popular idol.

However, thinking that Xiaolan was still waiting for him in the ward, Wen Shui felt somewhat guilty.

Yukiko Kudo said softly, "I heard Shinichi say that your parents passed away a few years ago, right?"

So what? Is this your reason for attacking me?

Seeing that Wen Shui remained silent, Kudo Yukiko continued, "I understand how you feel. Having lost your support in life and having no one to confide in, it's natural to develop special feelings for older women..."

Warm water: ?

Wait a minute, why are you adding random settings to my settings again?!

"You've misunderstood, I actually..."

As Wen Shui finished speaking, her slender, cool fingers gently touched his lips, and Kudo Yukiko's gentle voice sounded in his ear: "However, these things should be kept within reasonable limits and should not cross the legal boundaries, don't you think?"

Yukiko's idea was to appeal to his emotions and offer him a warm, motherly understanding and care so that he would voluntarily confess what had happened.

But unexpectedly...

Wen Shui blinked, looking completely bewildered.

Yukiko Kudo gritted her teeth, thinking to herself that this kid was not so easy to fool after all.

Although she was reluctant, she still took out the trump card she had prepared beforehand and placed it on the desk in front of Wen Shui.

Wen Shui looked at the graduated glass beaker in front of her with a puzzled expression, blinked, and asked, "What do you mean? You want to burn me to ashes, put me in a glass beaker, and take me away?"

"Who would be so disgusting? Can't you think of anything positive?" Yukiko roared.

Wen Shui: "How can you say such a thing after tying someone up here in the middle of the night?"

Yukiko Kudo took a few deep breaths, suppressing her anger, and switched to the mode of a caring older sister: "I know you're under a lot of pressure. It's just the two of us here."

Didn't you text me this afternoon saying you were going to fill up my shoes?

Those shoes were bought with Eri's help; they were expensive, so I can't give them to you as toys. But here's a beaker; I can help you test your physical fitness.

The lukewarm water was startled.

This woman actually took his joke seriously?

A mature woman is indeed incomparable to a young girl; she only blushed slightly when saying such things.

But why did she suddenly change so drastically? There must be something wrong here.

Wen Shui was not swayed by the beauty before her. After calmly analyzing the situation, she asked, "What exactly do you want? Just say it."

"Of course, it's because I have a question for you." After all that buildup, Yukiko Kudo finally revealed her true colors. "Did you kill producer Shiro Kawabata just now?"

Warm water: ?

Seeing the still puzzled look on Wen Shui's face, Kudo Yukiko circled back behind her, using her soft, fleshy belly as an interrogation instrument: "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret. After all, you did this because of me, right?"

With the external distractions, Wen Shui managed to gather her thoughts a little.

Then it dawned on me.

"You think I killed Kawabata Shiro?" Wen Shui turned to look at Kudo Yukiko with a shocked expression, but the view was blocked by the mountains.