Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

After hanging up the phone, Sato Miwako walked over and gave Takagi a sharp slap on the wrist: "Takagi, it's very impolite to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls."

Detective Takagi clutched his head: "It hurts! I was looking at the documents."

"I'm asking you, when I asked you to investigate Kazama Aoi's house last time, did you really not find anything suspicious?" Sato Miwako's expression was very serious.

Detective Takagi: "No, as I said, it's highly likely that the little girl made up a lie because of her grief over losing her loved ones. This kind of thing has happened before."

"But the doctor doesn't say that."

"The field of psychotherapy is still in its infancy, and there are many things that cannot be fully resolved, uh..." Takagi noticed Miwako's unfriendly gaze and quickly changed his lecturing tone, "I mean, what are you worried about, Sato-senpai?"

"I'm worried you'll be defeated by the manzai master, and unable to bear the humiliation, you'll hang yourself," Miwako said irritably.

"What a joke! I'm a professional detective, how could I be defeated by a manzai master?" Detective Takagi said, dissatisfied.

"You should say that to Chiba."

"Detective Chiba, what happened to him..." Takagi Wataru pressed for answers again.

Actually, he didn't hear anything at all, because when the eavesdropping first started, his attention was drawn to Sato Miwako's profile.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Just like yesterday, Wen Shui and Shu went around in circles to find the Mouri Detective Agency to go to school with Ran. However, Uncle Mouri told them in a rather unfriendly tone that Ran had taken a day off from school.

Wen Shui felt somewhat disappointed.

He hadn't eaten much meat since he transmigrated, and Shiho Miyano even stole a lot of his fried shrimp that night.

I was really looking forward to today's bento box... well, it can't really be called a bento box, so let's just call it a friendship bento box.

Judging from this, we probably won't be able to eat it until tomorrow.

Let's go to the cafeteria for curry bento for lunch today.

Oh, and don't forget to go just before class starts. That way, the cafeteria ladies will give out more of the unsold portions. These are all "poor man's life tips" from the original owner.

Wen Shui arrived at the classroom, and the class was as chaotic as ever in the morning.

The air was filled with the mixed scents of breakfast, coffee, and the perfume that a hot girl had accidentally over-sprayed.

Wen Shui noticed a girl sitting in his seat as soon as he stood at the door. She was looking down at her textbook.

This kind of thing is quite common. Before class starts, people often sit randomly so they can chat closely with their best friends.

However, it's relatively rare for someone to go to another person's seat to read.

more importantly……

Why does that person's short brown hair look so familiar?

The girl raised her head, revealing delicate features with some European or American features.

"You're here! I made a special bento for you. I put in a lot of effort to make the fried egg solidify into a heart shape." Shiho Miyano said as if she were his childhood friend who had known him for many years, as she took a bento box out of her desk.

Wen Shui noticed that almost all the boys in the class were giving him angry looks.

Sonoko Suzuki's eyes were filled with anger.

Chapter 14 The Unexpected Arrival of the Shura Field

Wen Shui was startled, instinctively thinking that the Black Organization had set a trap to capture him!

But then I thought, someone as insignificant as him doesn't seem worth organizing such a grand event.

He then looked at Shiho Miyano and noticed that she was wearing Teitan High School uniform.

I don't know if it's because the school uniform size is wrong, or because of my preconceived notions, but Shiho Miyano in front of the desk looks more like she's wearing her school clothes as a reward for her boyfriend.

She was not in the same league as the other girls in the class.

Perhaps this is why the boys in the class were all looking at him with angry eyes.

However, that's not the point. The point is why Shiho Miyano came to Teitan and pretended to be his childhood friend who knew him well.

Didn't she say last time that she was busy with something lately?

Warm water left me with a head full of questions.

Just then, Shiho Miyano walked up to him with a bento box in her arms.

Even in flat indoor shoes, she was much taller than the average girl. Her ample bosom and perfectly balanced perfume could make the hottest girls in the class feel so ashamed they would commit suicide.

"What are you standing there for? Didn't we agree last time that I would make you a bento?" Shiho Miyano emphasized the word 'agreement'.

Wen Shui then realized that she was still in a cooperative relationship with the other party, albeit under semi-coercion.

He quickly took the lunchbox: "Thank you, I'm just a little too happy."

The lunchbox was very heavy; I wonder if there was a time bomb inside.

Because she didn't know what Shiho Miyano's intentions were, and there were many people around, Awami didn't dare to speak carelessly for fear of arousing suspicion from others.

Fortunately, the homeroom teacher arrived at that moment, and everyone returned to their seats.

Shiho Miyano's seat was right next to his. She had a pink bubble puppy pendant hanging on her backpack. I didn't expect her to be so trendy.

The homeroom teacher placed the textbook on the table and cleared her throat: "We have a new student transferring to our school today, Haibara-kun. Come and say hello to everyone."

Shiho Miyano walked to the podium and introduced herself: "My name is Ai Haibara, nice to meet you all."

Her concise introduction, combined with her cool and aloof demeanor and sexy figure, instantly garnered the enthusiastic attention of more than half of the boys in the class.

Wenshui's homeroom teacher is named Hiratsuka Ryoka. She is in her twenties, single, and a somewhat eccentric woman.

She often likes to confide in them about the troubles she encounters in her life during her free time between classes.

However, even this peculiar teacher, Hiratsuka, felt the atmosphere become a bit awkward after seeing Ai Haibara's self-introduction: "Uh, Haibara-san transferred from a well-known university in Europe. Her chemistry grades are excellent, and she was recently invited to observe and learn from a research project she was collaborating with at that university."

This is a slight addition.

Even the top-performing girls in the class started casting curious glances at Ai Haibara.

After her cold self-introduction, Ai Haibara returned to her seat and, like everyone else, took out her books and began to study the blackboard intently.

Because many people were still secretly observing the new transfer student after class, and Ms. Ryoka Hiratsuka's gaze was also frequently drawn to this side, there wasn't much interaction between Nukumizu and her.

As always, Wenshui chose to slack off.

He took out his notebook and wrote down his future plans. Perhaps it was the influence of his detective skills, but he now really liked this way of thinking that involved summarizing and generalizing.

Shiho Miyano... uh, she should be called Ai Haibara now.

I don't know why she came up with this pseudonym. Can a person's personality really influence their aesthetic sense?

But now that her name has been changed, will she become smaller?

I really want to wait until she shrinks down, then pinch her soft, pink cheeks and see her puffed-up face...

Wait a minute, why am I starting to have random thoughts?

It must be that her perfume contained a poison that "makes people think wildly".

Wen Shui glanced at the blue sky outside the window and brought her thoughts back to the important matter at hand.

First, let's rule out Ai Haibara's claim that the method of surveillance was transferring schools and becoming his childhood friend.

Wen Shui didn't think he had such influence that a genius scientist from the organization would personally come to monitor him. You know, Gin had only sent his peripheral members before.

Ai Haibara must have had something more important to do when she transferred schools.

Perhaps it was precisely in order to better accomplish that task that she chose to cooperate with him.

Unfortunately, he had too little information, and Wen Shui couldn't deduce anything even if he tried. So he simply shifted his thoughts to his current predicament.

First, regarding the "Curator" entry I obtained yesterday, I haven't yet discovered where the 999 attack power points are added.

Wen Shui speculates that it is highly likely to be a unique attack power boost for a certain type of fighting technique.

Considering that the curator pinned people to the wall with a sword, he decided to try the kendo club first.

Joining a club means even less free time, plus sometimes you have to go out to gather materials.

Wen Shui decided to quit her part-time job at the convenience store.

Thanks to the bubble puppy given to him by Sonoko Suzuki, his current financial situation should be just enough to ensure he can eat meat every meal if he sells it and receives regular living expenses from the Black Organization.

Not eating meat is not an option, and Wen Shui discovered that her "cheat code" was surprisingly scientific in some ways.

Besides the fact that excessive mental exertion during reasoning can lead to hypoglycemia.

While the phrase "Everyone is an armored knight" increases muscle mass daily, it also consumes calories.

Because I ate a little less last night, I almost fainted from hunger this morning. I fainted from hunger in a physical sense.

However, the choice of club should be carefully considered.

Joining the literary society is a must, mainly to give him a good reason to gather material, since "Campus Mystery and Detective's Trial is a Battlefield" also includes parts of everyday campus romance.

Moreover, writing novels seems to be a way to make money.

He also had some "copying gift packs" he had inherited from his previous life, but unfortunately his Chinese language skills were too poor to write them down for the time being.

"I should go ask about joining the club after school," Wen Shui thought to herself, looking at Hiratsuka-sensei's slender, beautiful legs encased in black stockings on the podium.

Even so, I will not marry you.

Suddenly, Ai Haibara's voice came from beside me.

Wen Shui frowned slightly. This woman actually wanted to marry him? That was wishful thinking.

He looked at Ai Haibara with a puzzled expression: "What are you talking about?"

Ai Haibara gently gestured with her chin towards his desk.

Wen Shui looked down and saw that her notebook was filled with words like "Ai Haibara, evil scientist, really big, seems to have a little belly..."

Oops, I accidentally wrote down what was on my mind.

He looked at Ai Haibara awkwardly and smiled, "I was just kidding. Actually, I can't see your belly from this angle."

Ai Haibara's eyes were icy: "Come to the chemistry lab at noon. I have something to tell you."

Wen Shui thought to herself, "This is bad. Could it be that they're planning to assassinate me?"