Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

After arriving at the park, the group immediately began running in circles around the green space. Xiaolan and Yuanzi controlled their speed very well and were able to keep up with each other.

Things were much more chaotic around the Junior Detective League.

Genta Kojima started panting after running for a short while, but because Ayumi and Ai Haibara were in front of him, he gritted his teeth and persevered for 20 minutes.

Finally, he couldn't run anymore and sat down by the roadside, panting heavily: "I can't... I can't go on, I'm going to die if I keep running."

"Genta, we still have ten laps to go to reach our planned goal," Mitsuhiko said, turning around with dissatisfaction.

The others stopped and gathered around.

Even Ran and Sonoko, who had already run far away, turned back, worried that something might be wrong with Genta's health.

Genta: "But I really can't run anymore."

"Let's rest for 5 minutes, then we'll run again." Mitsuhiko wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking serious.

"It's only been 5 minutes, and I can't lift my arms at all, and I've lost all feeling in my legs," Genta complained.

Before Mitsuhiko could say anything more, Ran suddenly interrupted, "Mitsuhiko-kun, how about we stop practicing here for today? Stamina is important in tennis, but it would be even worse if you couldn't play tomorrow due to a muscle strain."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya: "But..."

Ran half-squatted down in front of Mitsuhiko, revealing a gentle motherly smile: "I know you value this competition very much, but isn't there a saying that being able to compete with your teammates is more important than winning or losing?"

Regardless of the outcome, as long as we all worked hard together, this memory will become more important than a winning trophy, and it will never be forgotten.

Ran's gentle tone quickly convinced Mitsuhiko.

At that moment, Mitsuhiko even had the thought, "When I grow up, I want to find someone as gentle as Ran-neechan to be my wife."

Conan quickly saw through Mitsuhiko's thoughts and stepped between him and Ran, saying, "That's right, with Genta's weight, there's a real risk of him getting injured if he keeps running."

Sonoko Suzuki clapped her hands and laughed, "Then let's go to the court to train again this afternoon. Let's have a big lunch first. How can we come to Kumamoto and not try the famous horse meat? We can also have some ice-cold beer. Wow, just thinking about it makes me feel full of energy!"

Conan: "Sonoko-neechan, you don't seem to be old enough to drink alcohol yet, do you?"

Here, you have to be 20 to drink alcohol, but you can get married at 16, and there are even quite a few married women in universities.

Sonoko Suzuki and Ran are stuck at that awkward age where they can't drink but can get married and have children.

Sonoko Suzuki said mysteriously, "You're still young now. When you get to my age, you'll understand that the most fascinating thing in this world is doing things that aren't allowed by the rules."

The three members of the Junior Detective League were completely shocked, as if a new world had been opened to them.

"Sonoko, don't set a bad example for the children," Ran complained. "Don't listen to Sonoko, or you'll end up like my dad."

The Junior Detectives' expressions returned to normal.

It seems that Kogoro Mouri's image has become deeply ingrained in people's minds.

"Oh right, I don't know where Dad went either." Ran suddenly remembered that she didn't see Kogoro Mouri in the room when she left.

Ayumi: "Uncle Mori said he was going to eat horse meat. I saw him go out when I woke up this morning."

"Has he already gone? Uncle Mori is truly a mature adult." Sonoko said with admiration.

Ran sighed, "Sonoko, sometimes I really wonder if you are really my father's illegitimate daughter."

"Hehe, that's not so bad, Ran-neechan." Sonoko Suzuki put her arm around Ran's shoulder and walked towards the park exit.

Conan rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky when he saw Sonoko's smile, which was no different from Kogoro Mouri's.

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After leaving the park, Xiaolan and her group first went to Kumamoto Castle, took photos in front of the ancient buildings, and then visited nearby attractions.

Afterwards, they took a car to Asami Temple to pray for good luck in tomorrow's competition.

The main gate of Asamiya Temple is similar to other temples, with a large torii gate standing above the stairs. Walking up the stairs will lead you to the main hall of the temple.

The kids couldn't wait to rush up the stairs as soon as they got off the bus.

Xiaolan and Yuanzi followed closely behind.

However, as Sonoko Suzuki passed the torii gate, she was suddenly attracted by something reflecting light at her feet. When she looked down, she found that it was a cell phone.

Just as she was hesitating about whether to hand the phone over to the police, someone sent the owner a love confession text message.

Sonoko Suzuki immediately became interested, and despite Conan's objections, she arranged to meet him before the match the next day.

Sonoko was thinking that after they met tomorrow, she would hand the phone to the boy who had confessed his feelings in person.

Ran initially wanted to stop Sonoko from acting recklessly, but in the end, she was persuaded by Sonoko.

Fortunately, the tennis match is at noon tomorrow. As long as I return the phone to the other party in the morning, the match shouldn't be delayed.

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That evening.

Ran and her friends, along with Kogoro Mouri, arrived at the place where Uncle Mouri had eaten horse meat during the day and ordered a sumptuous meal.

The kids immediately grabbed the horse meat on the table and started eating heartily, while Kogoro Mouri was a little more elegant and first filled his stomach with beer.

"What are you doing?" Xiaolan asked as she watched Yuanzi take a picture with her phone and then look down at her phone.

Sonoko Suzuki: "Take a picture of the delicious food and give it to warm water."

Xiaolan lowered her voice: "Have you forgotten? That thing?"

Sonoko Suzuki then realized that she couldn't let Nukumi know that they had come to Kumamoto.

“Okay, let’s save it and show it to him when we get back. Oh, right, he’ll be coming tomorrow too, so let’s come back for dinner again tomorrow?” Sonoko Suzuki said.

"Great! Horse meat with beer is fantastic!" Uncle Maori immediately raised his glass in approval.

Ran sighed as she looked at her father, then helped the Junior Detective League pick up some meat, her thoughts drifting to the dilapidated apartment in Beika Town.

I wonder what Wen Shui is doing right now. Does he eat properly by himself? Is he going to just eat a convenience store bento box again?

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Meanwhile, the warm water wasn't actually in the apartment.

He had dinner with Yukiko Kudo last night and discussed the script. He was planning to have dinner with her again today.

However, she politely declined, saying that she was going to get her hair done with Eri, and asked if Onami wanted to come along.

Wen refused decisively, then randomly selected a close friend from her contacts whom she hadn't been in touch with much recently.

Miwako Sato.

Miwako Sato was on duty today, but she still had time to eat out in the evening. The two of them went to a ramen shop next to the Metropolitan Police Department.

The ramen tasted good, and the owner was very welcoming. However, the way he looked at Wen Shui was a bit strange; he probably mistook him for Sato Miwako's boyfriend.

It's a bit of a shame that this isn't the "incredibly delicious ramen" place, otherwise I could have sped up the ingredient gathering process.

Miwako took a bite of noodles, then casually asked, "By the way, about that time my mom asked you to come over for dinner, do you have time tomorrow?"

Wen Shui suddenly remembered this matter; he would have forgotten about it if Miwako hadn't mentioned it: "Tomorrow might not be possible; I have to go to Kumamoto."

"Is there a case?"

Wen Shui smiled wryly: "No, it's for film work. I'm accompanying the boss to Kumamoto on official business."

Miwako had just drunk several mouthfuls of ramen soup, her face flushed, and she blinked: "Accompanying your boss, you wouldn't be being sexually harassed, would you?"

"How could that be? I have my bottom line." Wen Shui said with a straight face.

Miwako stirred the noodles haphazardly in her bowl with her chopsticks, without looking up: "So... the other person is a woman?"

“She’s Shinichi Kudo’s mother, and I’m currently working with her on a script,” Wen Shui explained.

Sato Miwako seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's Ms. Kudo Yukiko. I'm relieved."

"Don't worry? What are you worried about?"

"N-nothing. By the way, when are you free?" Sato Miwako suddenly seemed flustered.

Wen Shui thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait until I get back from Kumamoto. You can pick a time."

Sato Miwako nodded gently: "Okay, I promised to tell you. By the way, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"There's nothing in particular I want to eat, so I don't need to go to too much trouble," Wen Shui shook her head.

Miwako licked the meat soup from the corner of her mouth, squinted her eyes and smiled, "How can that be? You helped me a lot last time, I can't let you down."

Wen Shui looked at her sophisticated profile, which was both capable and sexy.

My heartbeat seemed to slow down.

Rumors about Miwako flashed through his mind, and he blurted out without thinking, "Let me see if your bed is soft?"

Chapter 164 The cunning Mrs. Kudo must be firmly controlled.

This ramen shop called Daikichi is located near the Metropolitan Police Department building and is surrounded by many office buildings.

Therefore, the customer traffic during the evening rush hour is even more intense than that of the stores on the commercial street at noon.

The ramen shop is filled with office workers who are exhausted from working overtime, as well as many uniformed police officers and plainclothes detectives.

The ramen chef kneads the dough into long strips in the open kitchen facing the entrance, then stretches it repeatedly, quickly turning it into thin but very chewy ramen noodles.

The air was filled with the aroma of pork bone broth mixed with beer.

Because they arrived late, Wenshui and Sato Miwako sat in a secluded spot near the kitchen.

The man in the seat in front of them was a man in a suit who was eating noodles while checking stock trends on his phone.

Behind them sat a family of three. The little girl, who was about the same age as Ayumi, praised Sato Miwako several times, saying that she was like the policewoman in the recently released police and gangster movie who could dodge gun bullets at close range.

Sato Miwako was a little embarrassed by the praise.

Actually, the atmosphere during the meal was quite harmonious.

But for some reason, Wen Shui said something a bit presumptuous, causing the atmosphere to plummet to freezing point.

Sato Miwako put down her chopsticks, her expression complicated: "What did you just say?"

"Uh, I just said it offhand," Wen Shui quickly explained.

"Just saying that? How do you know my bed is soft?" Miwako stared at Wen Shui with an intensely intimidating gaze.

But her rosy cheeks and lips covered in the grease of ramen soup softened her aggressiveness considerably.