Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

That's why Wen Shui subconsciously put herself in the state of plotting with Ai Haibara and locked the door from the inside.

Because every time he discussed important matters with Ai Haibara, they would go to a place where they wouldn't be eavesdropped on, and then lock the door before talking.

Vermouth casually ripped off the black stockings from her legs, then asked while wiping her feet with a towel, "I just received a reply. That man named Cheng Zengjian will be staying at a hotel near the port for the next couple of days. Go and scout it out tomorrow, and I'll try to provide you with some information."

Wen Shui frowned: "Do I really have to complete this task? Is someone watching us?"

“No, it’s not that. I just think this is an opportunity for you to get some experience. After all, you’ll be accompanying me on another mission soon, so I’ll test your abilities first so I can have a better understanding of your capabilities,” Vermouth said.

Wen Shui sighed inwardly; it seemed unlikely that he could take advantage of the situation this time.

Since that's the case, let's make good use of the abilities that have been enhanced during this period, at least to show enough power in front of Vermouth, so that he and Ai Haibara can be safer.

Wen Shui instructed Vermouth to send the information related to Cheng Zengjian to his phone after she returned home that evening.

The target would be staying at the nearby port for a few more days, so Wen Shui wasn't in a hurry to look at the information and decided to enjoy her vacation first.

Before leaving, Wen Shui noticed that Vermouth's clothes, which she had changed out of, were placed in a bamboo basket next to her.

He suddenly remembered how the scent on her body had caused him to lose control of his emotions.

So he started thinking about how to get it over to Ai Haibara for testing.

Warm Water: "By the way, I just discovered something."

"what's up?"

Vermouth stood in front of the mirror adjusting her clothes. Because it was Ran's JK uniform, she had to adjust many things so that no one would notice the problem.

Warm Water: "It's not certain yet."

Vermouth turned around and looked at Wen Shui with a puzzled expression: "Do you want to stay here longer to see me wearing Xiao Lan's clothes? Should I change into Sherry's white coat?"

"No, you misunderstood." Wen Shui smiled wryly. "I have a feeling that a case might happen later. It's a detective's intuition. Anyway, you'd better be prepared for the police to come and check."

Vermouth glanced at Wen Shui with a complicated expression, seemingly not quite believing the kid's offhand fabrication.

"Alright, I'm leaving now." Wen Shui said, pushing the door open to leave.

Vermouth said from behind, "I understand. I'll get rid of the disguise props."

Wen Shui nodded and then came out of the room. Logically, he should have rushed to Xiao Lan's place to check on the situation immediately, but in order to obtain a sample, Wen Shui went straight to the kitchen to grab something, and then quietly returned and hid in the shadows of the corridor.

Not long after, Vermouth came out of the room carrying a black package.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was something heavy hanging down from the bottom of the package, probably an extra weight added to prepare for throwing the items into the sea.

Wen Shui watched Vermouth's figure disappear from sight, then tiptoed into her room.

The room was almost exactly the same as before, and the clothes on the floor that were soaked by seawater had not yet been cleaned.

Wen Shui swapped the apron she brought from the kitchen, which was soaked in water, with the one Vermouth had taken off. Although it had been soaked in seawater, Wen Shui could still clearly smell the lingering, peculiar scent when she picked it up and smelled it.

Take this back and let Ai Haibara examine it with the equipment; maybe she'll find some clues.

Although Wen Shui is currently cooperating with Vermouth, this woman is too unpredictable, and Wen Shui dares not entrust her entire back to Vermouth.

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While secretly sneaking into his "female boss's" room to steal clothes, he used warm water.

Ran and Sonoko also went into the kitchen and dining room of the boat-shaped house.

Actually, if Wen Shui had gone to the kitchen a little later, he might have run into Xiao Lan and the others. Luckily, he was fortunate.

Once in the kitchen, Xiaolan easily found the spice area where ginger was kept, and then picked up the pot next to it to boil water.

The reason the two of them gave up watching the fireworks and ran to the kitchen was actually to make ginger soup to warm up Wenshui and Haiyuan, who had fallen into the cold seawater.

Sonoko Suzuki: "Should we add cola? Do you want some candy?"

"There's brown sugar here, so we don't need to add cola to neutralize the flavor." Xiaolan picked up a cleaver and started slicing ginger. "Yuanzi, could you please keep an eye on the water in the pot for me?"

“No problem, I’ve got it covered.” Sonoko Suzuki nodded.

The two sisters busied themselves in the kitchen, and because it was just a simple dish of ginger soup, it was ready in no time.

However, when Suzuki Sonoko was putting the ginger soup into the bowl, she suddenly noticed that one of the ginger slices had been cut into the shape of Ran's chibi cartoon character with cute horns on top.

Sonoko Suzuki: "Huh, what's this?"

Xiaolan blushed and said, "I... I thought this would help Wenshui get better faster. We need him to carry our bags when we go shopping tomorrow."

Sonoko Suzuki suddenly switched to a shy expression, lowered her head and said, "Then get one for me too, I want that kid to owe me a favor."

"Uh... I actually tried it just now, but Sonoko, your image is really hard to sculpt." Ran scratched her head, and the cute little horns on top of her head twitched.

Sonoko Suzuki gazed at Ran with a resentful look.

Xiaolan: "Okay, I'll get you another one that's about the same size."

Xiaolan picked up the kitchen knife again, cut another slice of ginger, and then carved it into a chibi version of Sonoko Suzuki's cartoon character. Although it didn't look very much like her, if Wenshui had been told beforehand, she would still have been able to tell the difference.

Sonoko Suzuki then smiled happily and dropped the ginger slices into the bowl of warm ginger soup.

The two people, one in front of the other, were carrying food trays when they came out of the kitchen and saw Wen Shui walking towards them.

Wen Shui: "Where did you two go? I searched the deck for ages, I thought you two had fallen into the sea too."

Sonoko Suzuki immediately retorted, "What are you talking about? Do you think we're as stupid as you?"

"What are you saying? I was just trying to help and accidentally messed up," Wen Shui couldn't help but retort.

The two were about to start a new round of argument about this matter.

Ran quickly nudged Sonoko Suzuki with her elbow: "Sonoko, didn't you say you wanted to let Onami try your cooking?"

"Oh right, I had forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it." Sonoko Suzuki's momentum instantly diminished.

Wen Shui also smelled the ginger soup at this moment. Looking at the bowl of ginger soup on the tray in front of her, her gaze softened: "Thank you, it's so kind of you to cook this."

Xiaolan: "Hurry up and drink it while it's hot. The bowl on the left is yours."

He picked up the white porcelain bowl with warm water and took small sips to savor it.

"How is the warm water? Is the ginger soup that Ran and I made together the best you've ever tasted in your life?" Sonoko Suzuki asked impatiently.

"That's true so far." Wen Shui smiled. "But speaking of which, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so much better than I imagined, Sonoko. By the way, didn't Ayako-nee invite me to your house for dinner before? Could you cook a few dishes for me to try then?"

Sonoko Suzuki blushed slightly: "Um, let's talk about that later."

He picked up the bowl of warm water and took another big gulp, only then noticing two oddly shaped slices of ginger at the bottom of the bowl.

He immediately recognized one of them as Ran's shape, and although the other was less obvious, he could guess that it was Sonoko Suzuki's shape.

Wen Shui looked up and saw Xiao Lan holding a tray, head down and silent. Suzuki Sonoko was also twirling a strand of hair behind her ear with her fingertips, her eyes constantly darting back and forth across the walls of the corridor.

Wen Shui exclaimed with delight, "Wow, there's an Easter egg here!"

Just as Ran was about to explain, Sonoko Suzuki interrupted, "That shape that's not very distinct is my face, don't get it wrong."

"I can't be mistaken, I recognized her at a glance," Wen Shui said. "Isn't that Xiao Lan with the horns?"

"What horns? That's hair, okay?" Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him. "Hurry up and eat, I still need to take some to Miss Haiyuan later."

Wen Shui nodded and drank all the ginger slices and ginger soup, including the broth.

Sonoko Suzuki squeezed in and asked eagerly, "How are you feeling?"

Warm water: "It's so warm, it feels like all the chill in my body has been dispelled."

Sonoko Suzuki: "I was asking you how the ginger slices tasted."

Since the ginger soup had already been cooked, Xiaolan threw in the carved ginger slices from Suzuki Sonoko. These were definitely different from ginger slices that had been stewed for half a day. Suzuki Sonoko wasn't sure if the raw ginger slices would taste good, so she couldn't help but ask.

Wen Shui reminisced while glancing at Xiao Lan beside her.

He noticed that Xiaolan was also looking at him expectantly, as if she wanted to get feedback from him.

Wen Shui thought for a moment: "Xiao Lan's is very soft and sticky, and the flavor has been infused into it. It melts into juice with just a light lick."

The ones from the garden are a little firmer, but they're chewier, especially around the headband area, which seems to have a unique, sweet aroma.

The words had barely left her lips, and before Ran and Sonoko could even react to Wenshui's assessment...

Suddenly, a furious shout came from behind: "You little bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

When Wen Shui turned around, he saw a drunken Kogoro Mouri charging towards him in a fit of rage.

Wen Shui quickly dodged, avoiding Uncle Mori's first charge.

Ran wanted to support her father, but she was carrying a plate and another bowl of ginger soup. Kogoro Mouri's appearance was also very abrupt, without any warning to give Ran any advance notice.

So Xiaolan instinctively moved aside.

Sonoko Suzuki took the opportunity to hide behind Ran.

And so, Kogoro Mouri stumbled and missed, falling to the floor of the corridor.

"Damn it, how dare you do that to my daughter! I will never forgive you!" Uncle Mori quickly struggled to his feet and was about to pounce on Wen Shui.

Xiaolan had already put her plate aside and rushed over to stop her father: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly fighting with the warm water?"

Kogoro Mouri looked at Ran with a pained expression: "What else could it be? That bastard... that bastard actually dared to lay a hand on you! I'm so sorry, Eri!"

Xiaolan then realized, "Dad, you've misunderstood. It's not what you think."

Wen Shui quickly rushed over to explain, "Dad, you've misunderstood."

Sonoko and Ran turned and glared at Wen Shui.

Kogoro Mouri roared in fury: "Don't call me dad! I don't have a son-in-law like you!! How old are you two? How could you do something like this, and both of you were taken advantage of by this kid..."

Wen Shui never expected that his casual comment would cause such a misunderstanding. Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly felt two cold killing intents coming from behind him.

Wen Shui hurriedly turned around and saw two figures, one large and one small, hidden in the darkness in the corridor not far behind her.

The little brat wearing glasses had faint green flames rising from his head, and even the light reflected from his glasses had a slightly greenish tint.

Meanwhile, Vermouth, who was disguised as a waitress next to Conan, also looked very unfriendly, not to mention that she was carrying a wet apron.

Wen Shui couldn't help but rub her forehead.

Why did everything have to happen all at once? Can't you take it one step at a time and give me some breathing room?

Just then, a piercing scream came from the deck at the bow of the ship.