Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

"Mr. Wen Shui, is this a bad idea?" Vermouth suddenly changed her voice, feigning panic. "I'm a little afraid of heights, could you put me down first?"

Warm water: ?

What's going on? Why has the art style suddenly turned into that of a delicate and beautiful girl?

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Wen Shui's mind didn't process it immediately, but his sixth sense was much sharper than his brain.

Within 0.1 seconds before her consciousness could even process Vermouth's unusual behavior, she sensed two powerful killing intents behind her.

Like a robot, she turned around as if by conditioned reflex to the warm water.

Ran and Sonoko Suzuki were found standing at the cabin entrance at the stern of the ship, both with their heads down, and a terrifying red phantom seemed to emerge behind them.

The moonlight cast shadows on the side of the cabin, obscuring Ran and Sonoko's faces. While Awami couldn't see their faces clearly, the murderous aura that made the air near the stern deck almost freeze spoke volumes.

Oh no, I've been set up by that wicked woman.

Wen Shui thought to herself, "This is bad...you two, let me explain...ah!"

Wen Shui had already drunk some alcohol, and in her haste, the phrase "Maori elimination method" flashed wildly in her mind, causing her body's sugar levels to be rapidly depleted.

As everything went black, my body instinctively fell backward.

The wooden crate lost its balance, and Vermouth, who was standing on it, was very skilled, but because she didn't want to reveal her identity to Ran, she had to act in a manner befitting a female cook.

He fell off the wooden crate and into the sea.

When Wen Shui heard the sound of water, he realized that the wooden box in his hand had become lighter. He quickly ran to the side of the boat and looked down, where he saw Vermouth floating on the sea, glaring at him angrily.

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When Xiaolan and Sonoko saw someone fall into the water, they immediately regained their senses and rushed over, each leaning on the gunwale to look at the dark sea.

Because at that moment, a wave of moderate size surged in.

Vermouth was forced to drown in the sea.

Xiaolan's face turned deathly pale: "You...you killed her?"

The lukewarm water was startled.

I wondered why Xiaolan's thought process was also becoming abnormal. Could it be that there was something wrong with the magnetic field of this sea area?

Just as Wen Shui was about to explain, Suzuki Sonoko grabbed him: "Don't worry, Wen Shui-kun, I'll call my mom right now."

Wen Shui was suddenly a little moved.

Sonoko Suzuki probably still doesn't know that he and the waitress are innocent. Even so, when she saw the person being swept away by the sea and their fate unknown, Sonoko still chose to stand by his side immediately.

Wen Shui suddenly felt a little guilty; he should have treated Yuanzi better before.

Sonoko Suzuki continued, "Don't worry, I'm here and I won't let you suffer. I heard from my older sister that the Suzuki Group has sponsored several modern prisons. The food there is very good, and I heard that you can even play video games for two hours on Saturdays."

Wen Shui: "Wait a minute, why did you send me straight to jail?"

"That's just a last resort. We'll still try our best to get you exonerated," Sonoko Suzuki said, looking aggrieved.

Warm Water: "Thank you so much."

“Innocent… Right, I should call Mom now.” Xiaolan immediately took out her phone, then looked at Wenshui with a nervous expression. “Oh no, there’s no signal here.”

Wen Shui couldn't hold back any longer: "You two calm down first, the person isn't dead yet, quickly find something like a swimming ring."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the previous wave receded, and Vermouth, disguised as the cook "Sayori Umihara," returned to the surface of the sea, patting the waves for help.

Seeing this, Xiaolan immediately braced herself against the side of the boat and was about to jump overboard to save the person.

Wen Shui grabbed Xiao Lan: "Wait, let me do it. The seawater is too cold for your body to handle."

As she spoke, Wen Shui jumped into the sea first, and while in mid-air, she didn't forget to tell Yuanzi and Xiaolan to go find life jackets and swimming rings.

Xiaolan nervously clung to the side of the boat, watching as Wen Shui gradually swam towards Miss Haiyuan. She realized that the rescue plan was about to succeed; Wen Shui was dragging the other woman along, and it seemed that she was no longer in danger.

Ran and Sonoko then turned around and went to look for life-saving equipment.

However, on the way, Wen Shui's words kept popping into her mind: "My body can't take it... Could he... could he think I'm on my period these past few days?"

Xiaolan blushed more and more as she thought about it, and almost bumped into the mast on the deck while running.

But actually, Wen Shui didn't think that much about it.

The reason he didn't want Xiaolan to jump into the sea to save people was because he was worried that Vermouth's disguise would be exposed.

However, to Wen Shui's surprise, Vermouth's disguise was actually waterproof: "Wow, that's amazing. You didn't know you might fall into the sea and prepared in advance, did you?"

Vermouth was furious and gritted her teeth, saying, "Deduct the money. There's no funding for this event, and the castle is gone too."

Wen Shui: "No, it's not entirely my fault. You insisted on putting on a show for Xiao Lan. I couldn't help it if I accidentally dropped the box."

Vermouth ignored the lukewarm water and said coldly, "Hurry up and let go of me, everyone's gone."

Wen Shui released Vermouth: "What do we do now? Can you keep it from the people on the ship?"

"It's alright, my disguise won't cause any problems for now." Vermouth said seriously. "We can talk about the castle later, but there's definitely no funding for this event."

Warm water: "..."

Ten minutes later, the captain and Kogoro Mouri and the others ran to the stern to participate in the rescue.

They pulled Vermouth and Wenshui up using a rope ladder. Seeing the waitress fall into the water, Yamazaki Tsuneo, who was initially angry, didn't say anything and instead took the initiative to show concern for Wenshui.

As for why Wen Shui was holding the wooden box and Vermouth, the two of them had already discussed their strategy below.

Ms. Haiyuan wanted to text her newly acquainted boyfriend, and since she happened to see Wenshui, she asked the kind-hearted Mr. Wenshui for help. He managed to smooth things over with just a few words.

As for how to eliminate the consequences of this incident, let Vermouth worry about that alone.

Sayori Umihara has her own room on the ship, but Vermouth didn't bring many clothes with her this time because of the sudden incident.

In the end, Xiaolan lent Vermouth a JK uniform from her suitcase, which Xiaolan originally planned to wear when she went shopping the next day.

Since I didn't bring any change of clothes, I had no choice but to wear Kogoro Mouri's suit for the time being and figure out a solution when I got back to the hotel.

After changing his clothes, Wen Shui came out of the room and found that Xiao Lan and Yuan Zi were not guarding him at the door.

That's strange, I just accepted the explanation.

Is she angry again?

Wen Shui walked down the corridor toward the restaurant, wanting to see how things had progressed and whether Yamazaki Tsuneo was still alive.

On the way, they saw Vermouth with a hairdryer, and she was wearing a JK uniform that didn't suit her age. Her long, beautiful legs, clad in slippers, were covered in black stockings soaked with seawater, and a strange fragrance filled the air.

Wen Shui was stunned: "Wait a minute, why do your clothes look so familiar?"

Vermouth sneered, "It was Xiaolan who lent it to me."

Wen Shui: "Oh, by the way, where did Xiao Lan and the others go?"

"The fireworks festival is about to start, they've gone to watch the fireworks." Vermouth suddenly pointed the hairdryer at the warm water. "Where are you looking, you little rascal?"

"Sorry, the smell is a bit strong." Wen Shui touched the tip of her nose and looked away from those slightly translucent black legs.

Vermouth's eyes were slightly cold, but she quickly switched to a languid, alluring gaze:

"What, are you interested in my body? If you abandon Sherry and stand on my side, I can give you a little treat. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm wearing Ran's clothes."

Wen Shui initially wanted to refute this.

But perhaps he'd just fallen into the sea and gotten water in his brain, because what came out of his mouth was:

"What a coincidence, the clothes I'm wearing also happen to be Uncle Mori's...?"

Chapter 179: Eating Ran and Sonoko together will lead to a chaotic scene.

When Wen Shui said this, both he and Vermouth were stunned.

Vermouth was clearly analyzing this statement, which sounded perfectly reasonable but somehow felt off, trying to figure out exactly what was wrong with it.

Perhaps because she had been soaking in the cold seawater for half a day, Vermouth's mind was a beat slower than usual.

She was stunned for several seconds before she realized that Wen Shui was teasing her: "Believe it or not, I'll throw you into the sea right now."

Warm Water: "I don't believe it."

After saying that, Wen Shui jumped back slightly in anticipation, just managing to dodge Vermouth's sweeping kick.

Because he was so focused, Wen Shui felt as if he had entered bullet time, and the toes of a black stocking-covered foot with red nail polish flashed past his eyes.

Her black-stockinged legs, soaked in seawater, seemed to absorb the scent of the ocean.

Fortunately, he had prepared warm water in advance and held his breath to prevent the "magical attack" from damaging his brain.

Vermouth aimed the hairdryer at Wen Shui's head and said coldly, "I really want to shoot you."

"You were the one who said you'd give me a little something, how come you turned on me like that?" Wen Shui couldn't help but click her tongue in surprise.

Vermouth: "I mean if you give up on Sherry."

"That won't do, I'm a very loyal person," Wen Shui said half-jokingly. "Is there any reward you can get without giving up on Shirley? Like a raise or something?"

Vermouth frowned slightly: "Dream on. Forget about your salary, I've even canceled your funding for this mission."

"No way, I came all this way, I should get some compensation for all that hard work." Wen Shui said with a bitter face.

Just as Vermouth was about to say something, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the end of the corridor, probably from a guest going to the restroom: "Let's go back to the room first."

With that, Vermouth led Wen Shui toward the lounge at the end of the cabin.

Although it's a lounge on the ship, it's actually a ship-shaped restaurant. The design took into account the possibility of overnight stays, so the rooms, though small, are quite clean and tidy.

At first glance, it feels like I've entered a budget hotel.

The room was brightly lit, and Vermouth's work clothes, which had been soaked by seawater, were casually tossed on the floor.

“Come in, and then close the door,” Vermouth said to Warm Water, who was peering in from the doorway.

Wen Shui gently closed the door and then locked it from the inside.

"Why are you locking the door? It increases the risk of exposure." Vermouth had just taken off half of her damp black stockings when she suddenly realized that the warm water had locked the door, and she quickly spoke up to stop her.

Warm Water: "Sorry, I'm used to it."

Wen Shui quickly unlocked the door again and then sat down on the stool by the wall.

He had long suspected that Vermouth had called him to her room because she had serious business to discuss, and it was definitely not something like offering him a bribe.