Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Well, considering that Wen Shui might not be able to beat Xiao Lan in her power spike right now, it seems like they can only exchange karate fighting tips at most.

Just then, Conan's footsteps came running around the table: "Ran-neechan, have you found it yet?"

Wen Shui and Xiao Lan quickly separated, but because their movements were too synchronized, their foreheads accidentally bumped together.

Wen Shui and Xiao Lan sat there, rubbing their foreheads with teary eyes.

Sonoko Suzuki was busy exchanging pleasantries with another finance company president, Tsuneo Yamazaki, and didn't notice what was happening here. Furthermore, thanks to the table providing cover, the intimate interaction between Nukumizu and Ran hadn't been seen by anyone.

However, Conan noticed that Ran's face was noticeably flushed, which was obviously due to something that happened under the table and with the warm water.

"Brother Wen Shui, didn't you say you found the parts?" Conan's tone was a little stiff.

Wen Shui: "I misread it. That doesn't look like a part; it's the shadow of the table."

Conan looked incredulous.

However, since the part was in his hand, Conan couldn't use it to question Wen Shui, so he had to suffer in silence. In the end, he put on a show to find the part on the fishing rod and ended the farce.

Conan put the fishing rod aside and sat down at the wooden table to try his luck.

Although Xiaolan has temporarily escaped the clutches of Wenshui, she can't suppress the emotions that were just stirred up.

Xiaolan thought it might be because of the warm water next to her, so she decided to calm down by herself: "I'm going to the restroom."

As she spoke, Xiaolan stood up from her seat and walked towards the restroom.

Those small feet, encased in black stockings, gently stepped onto the tatami mat, but their slender legs seemed a little awkward as they walked.

Of course, to outsiders, Xiaolan's legs might have gone numb from kneeling for too long, and no one would have guessed that it was actually the work of Wen Shui.

Seeing this, Wen Shui also stood up: "I'm going to the restroom too."

Sonoko Suzuki: "Then I'll go too."

Wen Shui pressed a hand on Yuanzi's shoulder: "Your foot is injured, so don't go yet."

"okay."

Sonoko Suzuki obediently sat down again.

She was initially quite happy, thinking that the warm water was a sign of concern for her health, but she quickly realized what it meant.

Injuring your foot and going to the toilet are not mutually exclusive, are they?

That bastard! He actually left me all alone to try and please Xiaolan.

Although reason tells Sonoko Suzuki that she must go and stop that bastard Nukumizu from doing something reckless, her emotions prevent her from making that decision.

Because Ran deliberately ignored Onami and didn't confront Sonoko Suzuki about it, Sonoko unilaterally believed that Ran was still angry with Onami because of the kidnapping incident during the previous tennis match.

Sonoko Suzuki would be more than willing to let Wenshui and Xiaolan reconcile.

Of course, this didn't stop her from secretly dropping warm water into Xiaolan's bowl, recording it in her little notebook, and waiting for the opportunity to settle scores with that bastard.

Thinking of this, Sonoko Suzuki grabbed Conan, who was trying to sneak over, and said, "Hey, you brat, are you going to cause trouble again?"

"No, Sonoko-neechan, I also want to go to the toilet." Conan tried to squeeze his legs together, pretending to be sad.

Sonoko Suzuki remained unmoved: "We'll go later. Bring the fishing rod over here so I can check if you've damaged anyone's things."

Conan was speechless.

He had no choice but to go back and get the fishing rod, while waiting for Sonoko Suzuki to check it, and keeping an eye on his watch.

If the danger threshold is exceeded, even if it means getting beaten up by Uncle Mori and Sonoko together, Conan will never allow Nukumi to touch Ran's body.

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Aside from wanting to explain things to Xiaolan, Wen Shui did have some ulterior motives.

I wanted to take advantage of the break in explaining to have another brief conversation with Xiaolan.

Unfortunately, as soon as he reached the bathroom door, he found Vermouth, disguised as a waitress, standing in the hallway with her arms crossed.

Vermouth had a kind smile on her face when she was with Ran, but when Ran brushed past her and it was Wen Shui's turn, she immediately switched to a sharp look with a warning.

Vermouth clearly figured something out, but she didn't want Ran to be bullied by that bastard Wen Shui.

Wen Shui had no choice but to pretend she hadn't noticed Vermouth's warning, but she obediently went into the men's restroom to take care of her business, then washed her hands and returned to the cabin's living room.

When Xiaolan finally managed to adjust her mindset and prepare to welcome Wenshui after dawdling for a long time, she found that Wenshui seemed to have already gone back.

Strange, doesn't he have anything to say to me? Xiaolan stood in the corridor, her face full of surprise.

Besides being puzzled, the girl also felt a faint sense of loss and longing deep down, because her subconscious had already made the judgment that she might be taken advantage of by Wen Shui here.

Damn it, why did you leave me here all alone?

Xiao Lan grumbled to herself as she washed her hands and returned to the cabin's living room.

Just then, I overheard Kawai Kazuyuki calling in a square-faced man. Judging from his attire, this man must be the captain: "Kaihara, everyone's here. Let's set off now."

Captain Fukuo Kaihara nodded: "Okay, I'll go set sail now."

After watching Kaihara Fukuo leave, Ran asked curiously, "Mr. Kawai, I noticed that the other private rooms were empty. Are we the only guests this time?"

The ship is neither small nor large, but it can accommodate fifty or sixty people dining together at the same time.

But Xiaolan saw that many private rooms were empty along the way.

Kazuyuki Kawai said with a smile, "Actually, I originally planned to charter the entire ship to treat my company's employees, but unfortunately, I suddenly received a big order a few days ago, so the employees couldn't come."

But reservations can't be cancelled at the last minute, so I thought I'd invite all my friends who like fishing to come along and have some fun together.

Xiaolan nodded: "I see, but this is too much of a burden for you..."

"Haha, it's alright. Mr. Mori helped me out of this trouble. I could charter this ship a hundred times over with no problem," Kazuyuki Kawai said with a smile, then immediately lit a cigarette for Kogoro Mori.

Kogoro Mouri smiled sheepishly, "Hehe, not at all, I didn't help much."

Wen Shui and Conan looked at Kogoro Mouri with suspicion.

Uncle Mori slammed his hand on the table: "Damn it, what kind of looks are you two giving me? Are you questioning the abilities of the great detective Kogoro Mori?"

Xiaolan: "Dad, watch your image..."

The club presidents also burst into hearty laughter.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the boat slowly sailed away from the shore.

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In less than half an hour, the ship arrived at the designated sea area and anchored there.

Standing on the deck, you can vaguely see people on the shore setting up the fireworks display.

Several similar boat restaurants occasionally pass by in the nearby waters.

Besides being a great spot for catching plump fish, this place also offers one of the best views of the shoreline fireworks festival. Because of the reflection in the sea, it's said to be even more beautiful than the fireworks seen from land.

Of course, this was said by Vermouth, who was disguised as a waiter, when she served the food.

Therefore, Wen Shui felt that this statement was somewhat questionable.

Wen Shui only found out later that because there weren't many guests this time, apart from the captain, the only staff on the ship were a chef and Vermouth disguised as a waiter.

Vermouth carried trays back and forth, bringing the sumptuous dinner to the table.

During the event, Kazuyuki Kawai, the organizer of the gathering, also went to the kitchen to help out a few times.

Soon, Vermouth appeared before everyone with the last dish, a platter of lobster sashimi.

Kazuyuki Kawai was holding a tray with cans of cola with straws in one hand and two bottles of red wine that looked expensive in the other.

“I bought these two bottles of wine at an auction. I heard they’re over ten years old. Everyone, please have a taste.” Kazuyuki Kawai said, opening the bottles of red wine in front of everyone and then handing them to Vermouth.

Then, he placed the Cokes on the tray in front of Wen Shui and Xiao Lan and the others, saying, "These ladies and Mr. Wen Shui, please have some soft drinks."

Wen Shui looked at the straw suspiciously, then brought the can opening close to his nose and took a sniff.

It's beer?

Meanwhile, Ran and Sonoko had already taken a sip, and both of them showed expressions of surprise.

Kawai Kazuyuki secretly winked at the group and put his finger to his lips as if to be quiet.

It seems he was the one who did it.

However, with Vermouth watching over them, there's probably no need to worry about him putting something in their drinks. Kawai Kazuyuki probably wants Ran and the others to be tipsy so he won't be noticed when he kills them later.

Once all the dishes were served, Vermouth, disguised as a waitress, politely bid farewell to everyone, saying that they could call her if they needed anything, and then left the private room.

A large table laden with seafood dishes, and the sea breeze blowing in through the half-open window, create a refreshing and invigorating atmosphere.

The atmosphere in the restaurant reached a climax almost without any fanfare.

"cheers!"

"I'm going to catch the biggest fish later!"

The clinking of glasses and the laughter of everyone chatting carried through the wooden windows of the cabin, echoing across the sea.

After two glasses of wine, Xiaolan's cheeks immediately flushed.

The girl's once pure and innocent eyes now held a hint of allure due to the alcohol, her long eyelashes fluttering as she glanced at the warm water from time to time.

At first, Wen Shui didn't pay much attention, thinking it was just a normal reaction caused by drinking alcohol.

But after a while, especially when Xiaolan used her chopsticks to pick up the sashimi from the farthest point, the snow-white, soft flesh exposed at her neckline was at an angle that only he could see.

Is Xiaolan hinting at something to me?

Wen Shui, having drunk several cans of switched, unknown brand beer, has become much bolder than usual.

But he decided to test the waters. Even if he guessed wrong, it wouldn't be a loss. If he guessed right, today might be the most important moment in his life.

Chapter 177 Will the Absinthe's Black Stockings Create a Shura Field?

The company presidents present were all very good at socializing, and Kogoro Mouri was the kind of person who would forget his own worth if he was praised even slightly.

After a few drinks, Uncle Mori began to recount the murder cases he had solved before.

Although he sometimes can't remember most of the details, fortunately, there are always case files available for him to look through after Conan finishes anesthetizing him.

It is much easier to deduce the reasoning process by working backward from the result. It is precisely this mechanism that prevents Uncle Mori from embarrassing himself in public, such as when being interviewed by reporters. Naturally, small gatherings of two or three people are even less of a problem.