Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

The atmosphere in the boat-shaped restaurant quickly became as lively as a reunion of old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.

Laughter and the clinking of glasses filled the air.

Conan sat next to Kogoro Mouri. Because he often appeared at crime scenes, Kogoro would ask him about details of the cases he couldn't remember, and would occasionally bring up Shinichi Kudo, who had been missing for a long time.

This made Conan lose interest in even the lobster in front of him.

He kept rolling his eyes, then secretly added wasabi to Uncle Mori's dipping sauce bowl.

While everyone's attention was focused on Kogoro Mouri, Nuwa could take this opportunity to test Ran's loyalty... ah, no, I mean her affection level.

Wen Shui first placed the canned cola, which had been replaced with beer, very close to Xiao Lan's hand.

Then, while eating meat and seafood, he pretended to accidentally grab the wrong cup and took a sip.

Xiao Lan stared wide-eyed at the warm water.

Wen Shui quickly put the aluminum can back in her hand: "Oh no, I accidentally grabbed the wrong one."

Because it was noisy in the cabin, only the two could hear each other's conversation. Xiaolan could have easily pretended that nothing had happened and gotten a new drink.

Of course, she could also pick up a Coke can that had been drunk from with warm water without a care in the world.

However, the meanings behind these two choices are completely different.

Wen Shui watched Xiao Lan's next move with some nervousness, feeling his heart race, a bit like the excitement and unease he felt when he gave a girl a love letter for the first time.

Xiaolan reached out her fair and soft hand to the half-empty can on the table. Her slender fingers tried to wrap around the entire can, but because Xiaolan's hand was too small, she couldn't fully grasp it.

The small, delicate hand and the uncontrollable Coke can create a striking contrast.

It makes one want to replace "Mr. Can" and feel the lines on a girl's palm.

Xiaolan raised her hand, first giving Wenshui a charming glare, then naturally drinking the remaining half can of beer.

Boom!

The empty can fell heavily onto the table as the girl's arm dropped.

Xiaolan narrowed her large, light purple eyes slightly, a smug smile playing on her lips: "You rascal, you wouldn't be trying to steal my... hiccup, drink, would you?"

Huh, is that what you're concerned about?

Wen Shui realized that things were not quite as he had imagined, because after Xiao Lan questioned him, she grabbed the can of "fake beer" that belonged to Wen Shui on the table before he could react and drank the remaining half of it in one gulp.

The warm water instantly turned into beady eyes.

What the hell?

Has Xiaolan entered a state of "I'll fight anyone who tries to take my drink"?

Isn't this the second phase that Kogoro Mouri always enters when the dinner party is almost over?

They truly are father and daughter; she actually entered the second stage state before Uncle Mori.

But then again, could it be that Ran also has the alcoholic gene of Uncle Mori that hasn't been activated yet?

Just then, Xiaolan suddenly leaned her face closer: "Wen Shui Jun, what kind of look is that? Are you questioning my abilities?"

The girl's sweet breath made Wen Shui's heart flutter.

Especially her moist, delicate lips, with her flawless white teeth slightly nestled within them, and her tantalizingly visible, smooth tongue, which sparked the imagination.

But Wen Shui forced herself to calm down.

"No, calm down," Wen Shui whispered, "If Uncle Mori finds out, he'll tell Aunt Eri."

Wen Shui thought that bringing up Eri Kisaki to pressure Ran would have some effect.

But to his surprise, Xiaolan's way of compromising was a little different from what he had imagined.

Ran did steal a glance in Kogoro Mouri's direction and saw that Uncle Mouri was clinking glasses with Kazuyuki Kawai. She breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her voice even further.

"I was just whispering, Dad's busy bragging about his achievements, he won't notice us," Xiaolan said, moving her shoulder closer to Wenshui.

However, due to the alcohol, she didn't control her strength well and almost slipped and fell into Wen Shui's arms.

Fortunately, the girl possessed the powerful core strength of a karate captain and an instantaneous reaction ability far beyond that of ordinary people. Her slender hands instinctively braced themselves on Wen Shui's legs, preventing her entire body from collapsing into Wen Shui's arms.

However, Wen Shui seemed like a mouse whose vital point had been stepped on, freezing in place without saying a word.

His face went from white to red, and then back to a bloodless color.

Although my brief fantasy about the aluminum can came true, it seems the price was rather high.

Wen Shui grabbed Xiao Lan's fair wrist with a resentful look and straightened her body: "Honestly, you weren't this drunk last time you secretly drank. What's wrong with you today?"

These words made Xiaolan's cheeks seem even redder than before: "Stop nagging, I'm happy today, is that not allowed?"

Just as Wen Shui was about to try and persuade Xiao Lan to drink less, Suzuki Sonoko peeked over furtively: "What are you two talking about? Why are you acting so suspiciously?"

Wen Shui: "I didn't do anything. Xiao Lan said this crab is delicious."

"Really?"

Sonoko Suzuki's suspicious gaze swept across the two faces. When that scrutinizing look passed over Ran, Ran subconsciously lowered her head, and her small hands on her knees unconsciously clenched into a fist.

Warm water keenly captured this detail.

If we infer from this unusual point, it seems to break the previous assumptions again. Xiaolan may have been less aware of boundaries because she was drunk, but there are probably also active factors involved.

Was she testing me in this way too?

Wen Shui couldn't help but mutter to herself.

However, Ran kept pestering Sonoko, leaving Wenshui with little opportunity to continue testing the waters.

Wen Shui was unaware that Xiao Lan's heightened excitement was due to the effects of alcohol, which reminded her of the time Wen Shui grabbed and kneaded her feet, and the memory of him suddenly appearing in the Kumamoto warehouse to save her.

A young girl's thoughts are always sentimental.

Under the influence of alcohol, this emotion was amplified countless times, which led Xiaolan to do things that she would never have dared to think of under normal circumstances.

Of course, her brush with Wen Shui earlier was just an accident. Xiao Lan even thought she had only briefly rested on Wen Shui's lap.

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An hour later, Kogoro Mouri and his friends had almost finished their drinks.

Wen Shui and the others had already eaten and drunk their fill.

Perhaps worried that they might have drunk too much and something might happen on the boat, Kawai and Yuki kept the number of "beers" they switched within a safe range.

It could make Wen Shui and the others dizzy and unable to notice subtle sounds from the outside world, but not to the point that they would do anything too outrageous while drunk.

Kawai Kazuyuki had come here to fish many times before, and there had been quite a few incidents of young people getting drunk and accidentally falling into the sea and drowning.

However, more often than not, it was due to the effects of alcohol that the harassment of other female guests on the ship escalated into a fight.

Although Wen Shui and Suzuki seem to have a good relationship, he can't bear the responsibility if something goes wrong because of drunkenness, and it could easily ruin his murder plan.

The fireworks display was about to begin.

Kazuyuki Kawai put down his glass and suggested, "It looks like the fireworks festival is about to start. How about we move the battleground to the deck?"

Upon hearing this, Yamazaki Tsuneo immediately agreed: "Great! Let's take the beer to the deck and continue drinking. We can fish and drink while watching fireworks. Is there anything more enjoyable in the world?"

His words were echoed by several other fishing enthusiasts.

Laughter erupted again in the cabin.

Kawai Kazuyuki proudly took out a long, rectangular box from the side and carefully opened it: "This is a fishing rod that I specially prepared for tonight. It is made of carbon fiber, which is not only very light but also very strong. It can pull up any fish, no matter how big it is."

Tsuneo Yamazaki: "Great! With this, I'm sure I can catch a big fish today."

Kawai Kazuyuki looked troubled: "Well... because it's the latest model, I only managed to buy one. But I've prepared a lot of other brands of fishing rods, so everyone can choose the one they like."

Yamazaki Tsuneo's face darkened.

Then, with a forced smile, he patted Kawai Kazuyuki on the shoulder and said, "Hey Kawai, we're such good friends. I even lent you money to tide you over your company's crisis. It shouldn't be a problem for you to lend me your new fishing rod, right?"

Kawai Kazuyuki clenched his fists, looking humiliated, but in the end he sighed and said with a smile, "Of course, if it weren't for your help, my company would have gone bankrupt long ago. Consider this fishing rod a gift from me to you."

Yamazaki Tsuneo: "Hehe, then I won't be polite."

Then, Yamazaki Tsuneo picked up the fishing rod and started fiddling with it, his face full of smugness.

Kawai Kazuyuki then took out a large number of fishing rods, tackle, bait, and fishing lines from well-known brands from the cabinet and laid them out on the tatami mat for everyone to choose from.

Because the lighting outside wasn't very good, everyone chose and adjusted their fishing rods inside the room.

Kogoro Mouri chose a light gold fishing rod, believing it would bring him good luck.

As for Kawai Kazuyuki, although he appeared to be seriously assembling the tools on his fishing rod, his mind was not on the sea fishing that was about to take place.

Moreover, a cold glint would occasionally flash in his eyes.

He was still hesitating about whether to kill Yamazaki, but this bastard's behavior just now was exactly the same as before, treating him like a slave.

Since that's the case, I'll send you on your way with that carbon fiber fishing rod you particularly like. Kawai Kazuyuki's eyes turned cold and resolute.

However, to his surprise, before he even left the cabin, Yamazaki caused trouble again.

The incident started because the drinks in the room were almost finished, and Yamazaki Tsuneo wanted to ask the waiter to bring the beer from the refrigerator to the deck, but no one responded after he called several times.

This was somewhat unacceptable to Yamazaki Tsuneo, who was used to being domineering and arrogant.

"Damn it, where did that stupid woman run off to? Doesn't she know that only by serving her well as we, her esteemed guests, can she get a full meal?" Yamazaki Tsuneo slammed his hand on the table, spilling all the dishes.

Xiaolan's skirt was also stained with soy sauce from the dish, but she didn't dare to say anything because of her status.

On the other side, Wen Shui's gaze toward Yamazaki Tsuneo was even colder than before.

Even if Kawai Kazuyuki doesn't make a move today, Numizu won't let this guy off easy.

However, on the other hand, with the addition of the assassination target Cheng Zengjian and Vermouth disguised as a waitress, things were already quite chaotic, and Wen Shui didn't want to make things even more complicated for the time being.

Let's see how things go first.

However, Wen Shui was worried that Vermouth might not be able to control her temper, so she took the initiative to stand up and go to the kitchen: "I'll go to the kitchen and see, she might be busy with something else and didn't hear me."

When Yamazaki Tsuneo saw that Nuku had stood up, he smiled apologetically and said, "This is not a good idea. Mr. Nuku is also a guest. I think we should let Brother Kawai take a look later."

During the meal, Yamazaki Tsuneo had already noticed the relationship between the detective named Numizu and the second young lady of the Suzuki family.

He certainly wouldn't pass up this opportunity to curry favor with the Suzuki Group.

"It's alright, I was just about to ask what other desserts are available that would be good to eat while watching the fireworks." Wen Shui smiled as she stood up and then pressed down on the shoulder of Suzuki Sonoko, who was trying to follow her.