Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Just then, the sound of someone accidentally stepping on and breaking branches came from the woods behind them.

"It looks like Conan," Wen Shui said.

Ai Haibara called out to the other side, "Conan, come and help!"

There was silence for a moment.

Conan reluctantly emerged from behind the tree.

Ai Haibara smiled brightly: "Great, this time it will be even faster."

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While things were bustling with activity at the warm water station.

Beika Town, the Suzuki family's mansion.

Sonoko Suzuki sat on the bed, hugging a pillow, her eyes glued to the laptop screen in front of her.

The screen is playing a slow-motion replay of a tennis player's shot.

After watching it several times, Sonoko Suzuki would raise her arm and wave it in the air, seemingly imitating the opponent's hitting technique.

dong dong.

With a knock on the door, Ayako Suzuki pushed it open and walked in.

"Sis, what's wrong?" Sonoko rubbed her dry eyes.

Ayako Suzuki brought over a beautiful cream pudding and placed it on the bedside table: "I'm telling you, no matter how hard you work, you need to take a break. You've been sitting in front of the computer for more than ten hours since this morning."

Sonoko yawned: "There's no way around it, the match is about to start, I have to hurry up and study my opponent's hitting techniques."

"Try it, Mom just made it." Ayako Suzuki smiled and handed the plate of pudding to Sonoko.

Yuanzi's eyes lit up, and she grabbed the plate, ready to dig in.

But just a second before the spoon in her hand touched the cream pudding, she suddenly stopped: "No, no, no, eating this kind of thing will affect my performance."

Ayako Suzuki sighed, "Sonoko, it was just a charity match, there's no need to take it so seriously."

“How can that be? I’m the tennis queen of Teitan! If I can’t even win a small charity tournament, how can I be called the sports queen duo of Teitan with Ran?” Sonoko Suzuki said seriously.

"That 'Queen' thing, you didn't just make that up, did you?" Ayako Suzuki smiled wryly. "It sounds like a term a primary school student would use."

Sonoko Suzuki blushed: "Oh, sis, don't expose me!"

Sonoko, the young lady, said she didn't want to hold Ran back.

But Sonoko's real purpose was to show Kazuki a different side of herself at the charity tennis tournament held by the Kumamoto Prefectural Assembly a few days later.

Seeing that her younger sister was adamant, Ayako Suzuki changed her strategy: "But you still need to eat something, right? How about I have Beika Restaurant send over some of your favorite dishes?"

Sonoko Suzuki shook her head: "No need to trouble yourself, I'll go back to the kitchen and cook chicken breast later."

"Cooked chicken breast?"

Ayako Suzuki paused for a moment: "Didn't you hate it the most when Mom made you eat it when she was on a diet?"

“The situation is different now.” Sonoko blushed slightly. “Now I want to do better in the competition and make everyone look at me in a new light.”

Ayako Suzuki offered a few more words of advice, then came out of her sister's room carrying the pudding.

Sonoko Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief: "That was close. I almost called my older sister back. The power of the cream pudding is just too terrifying."

Sonoko Suzuki patted her cheeks to regain her focus.

Then, staring at the laptop screen, I pressed play.

Although the allure of cream pudding is hard for Sonoko to resist.

But the opportunity to show herself to someone she likes is now more important to her than anything else in the world.

Chapter 158 Ai's Wake-up Service

Sonoko Suzuki watched the tennis match videos on her hard drive until midnight.

She went to the kitchen, put the frozen chicken breast from the freezer into a pot and cooked it, then used chopsticks to put it on a plate and added a little salt and black pepper.

Squeeze in a little more of Ayako Suzuki's secret dipping sauce.

Although the meat was a bit tough, the taste was still acceptable.

Sonoko Suzuki stood in front of the stove, eating while gazing at the starry sky outside the window, and a feeling of exhilaration welled up inside her.

She seemed to finally understand the feelings described by her hardworking classmates.

Sonoko Suzuki actually envied them quite a bit. They could work hard for the goals they wanted, and although they would encounter failures and setbacks, they lived a fulfilling life every day.

Unfortunately, her family background and personality prevented her from being interested in anything other than love.

Perhaps this is just the inherent weakness of human nature.

When most material desires are readily available, people naturally turn their attention to things that money can't buy, such as love.

If it weren't for wanting to show off her skills in front of warm water, Miss Sonoko wouldn't have gone through all this trouble.

Oh right, I don't think I called Xiaolan today.

Sonoko Suzuki ate the rest of the chicken breast in one bite, then gulped down a mouthful of water and ran back to her room upstairs.

He grabbed his phone, leaped onto the bed, and dialed Xiaolan's number.

"Sonoko? Didn't you say you wanted to watch a tennis match video today?" Ran's clear voice came through the phone, and Uncle Mori's drunken voice could also be faintly heard on the other end.

"Yes, I've finished watching it." Sonoko Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, was the restaurant you went to last night good?"

Xiaolan sighed, "Don't even mention it. That restaurant's food was pretty good, but we've run into another murder case this time."

"Eh!" Sonoko Suzuki exclaimed dramatically, then pressed, "So in the end, Nuwa must have solved the case cleanly and efficiently, right?"

"Yeah, that's about right, but the process is quite complicated."

Xiaolan didn't tell Yuanzi about her fainting yesterday. She was almost fully recovered and there was no need for Yuanzi to worry about her anymore.

The two then chatted for a while about tennis matches.

Sonoko Suzuki paused for a few seconds, then whispered, "Ran, could we not tell Nukumi about our trip to Kumamoto for the tennis tournament for now?"

"Huh?"

Ran was taken aback at first, but quickly realized that Sonoko probably had prepared some kind of surprise for Wenshui. For some reason, a complicated emotion welled up in her heart.

"Okay, but you have to practice hard, or you'll embarrass yourself." Luckily, it was over the phone, and Xiaolan's voice was as gentle as ever.

"Of course! By the way, Ran, will you come with me to the tennis court for practice in a few days?" Sonoko happily rolled around on the bed.

Xiaolan: "It's possible, but I'm not good at tennis."

"It's okay, as long as Ran is by my side, I'll have inexhaustible energy," Sonoko Suzuki said with great enthusiasm.

Xiaolan: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaolan stood in front of the stove in the kitchen, feeling a mix of emotions.

Because she realized that, without her noticing, Wen Shui's position in her heart had become almost equal to that of Sonoko, and what made Ran a little conflicted was whether the two of them had been getting a little too close lately.

It would be great if these two people could blend together perfectly.

Huh, wait a minute!

Choosing both... doesn't seem like a good idea, does it?

At this moment, Uncle Mori walked over with an empty wine bottle: "What? So you're here. I called for ages and no one answered. I thought you'd been called out by that brat Wen Shui again."

"N-no, no." Ran was startled. "I was on the phone with Sonoko. Isn't she going to Kumamoto to play tennis soon?"

Kogoro Mouri: "There's no more liquor in the fridge. Where did you hide the liquor I bought last time?"

"Oh, the wine? It's under the bed. I'll go get it now." Xiaolan blushed as she walked out of the kitchen.

Kogoro Mouri looked at his daughter's retreating figure with suspicion:

"Strange? Why are you so agreeable this time? You always used to lecture me before."

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While Uncle Mori was completely confused.

Wen Shui has finally finished setting up the detective team emblem, and fireflies are now flying towards them.

Conan sat panting on the riverbank, his face and trousers covered in mud.

Ai Haibara was quite clean, because her main responsibility was to stand on high ground and direct the two people to dig the pit, ensuring the pattern was neat.

Wen Shui clapped her hands: "Alright, we've rested enough. We need to wake Yuan Tai and the others up quickly, or we won't be able to see the fireflies if it rains later."

Conan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Wen Shui, thinking to himself, "You go and chase your girls, why do I have to be dragged into this mess?"

However, he only dared to grumble in his heart, since he was now counting on Ai Haibara to help him research the antidote.

Back at the camp, the detectives were still patrolling in shifts.

Ai Haibara and Conan went to call Professor Agasa and Ayumi.

When Shancun Cao saw Wen Shui return from outside, covered in dirt, his eyes lit up: "Brother Wen Shui, have you found a clue about the culprit?"

Warm Water: "Not yet, but I have a way to get him to come out on his own."

"He came out on his own?" Yamamura Misao exclaimed in surprise. "That's unlikely. Escaping from prison is a serious crime. If you get caught and brought back, you'll have to extend your sentence. Even if he's stupid, he wouldn't come out on his own, would he?"

"Give it a try, you guys don't have any other good ideas right now, do you?" Wen Shui shrugged.

Yamamura Misao thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright, is there anything we can help you with?"

Wen Shui: "I've made all the arrangements. You just need to keep watch near the stream at the bottom of the cliff. If the criminal shows up, he might be there."

Yamamura immediately organized the people resting at the camp and those patrolling outside.

Genta and Ayumi, having also gotten dressed, followed Wenshui and the others, still somewhat dazed, toward the cliff.

Out of curiosity about how Wen Shui would lure the prisoner out, Yamamura Misao did not choose to stay with his men at the bottom of the cliff, but instead followed Wen Shui toward the cliff.

Fifteen minutes later, the group climbed up the cliff, panting heavily.

The humidity in the air had reached a critical point, and rain would likely fall soon. As a result, the moon had long been obscured by dark clouds.