Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Thinking about this, Vermouth even considered giving Wen Shui the boots she had just worn as a gift to win him over, but she later dismissed the idea.

She personally prefers to use people's inner desires to control her subordinates, rather than using her own charm as a bargaining chip.

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After the case was resolved, Wen Shui was preparing to make a quick getaway and asked Xiao Lan to be his bodyguard in order to avoid a confrontation with Vermouth.

Unexpectedly, Vermouth anticipated his thoughts and blocked Wen Shui's path in the corridor.

At this moment, the police were busy collecting evidence from the crime scene, and Uncle Mori and Ran stayed on the deck and did not come over. Only Wen Shui and Vermouth were in the entire corridor.

Wen Shui sighed: "When should I make my move tomorrow?"

“It would be best to go in the evening, but if you don’t want to go shopping with Xiaolan and the others, you can try in the afternoon,” Vermouth said.

Wen Shui nodded: "I understand. I'll go back and rest up now."

Vermouth stood with her hands on her hips, blocking the warm water without moving: "What are you doing with my clothes?"

Wen Shui couldn't help but gasp, because he hadn't yet come up with a suitable explanation.

We can't exactly say we doubt her, can we? That would really damage our cooperation.

But to say that he liked the apron Vermouth wore would feel too perverted, and Wen Shui didn't want to be seen as an underwear thief by his partner.

There was no other way but to vaguely cover up the situation with lukewarm water.

However, Vermouth was a clever woman, and she seemed to have seen through Wen Shui's thoughts long ago, and was just teasing Wen Shui on purpose.

Although she guessed that Wen Shui wanted to investigate her, Vermouth didn't bring up the topic. Instead, she generously said, "Since you like the apron I wore, keep it and play with it. Oh, and I also gave you the black stockings I just wore."

Wen Shui was startled: "Wait a minute, have you misunderstood something?"

Without looking back, Vermouth turned and walked toward the deck.

Wen Shui quickly ran back to her room, wanting to hide the black stockings Vermouth had mentioned, since it would be difficult to explain if Xiao Lan saw them.

However, when Wen Shui returned to the room, she did not find the black silk that Vermouth had mentioned had been soaked in seawater.

Was he lying to him?

Wen Shui was speechless, thinking to himself that this woman's personality was really unpredictable. If he were to be her girlfriend, he would probably be exhausted from trying to guess what she was thinking every day.

Just as I was thinking about it, Ai Haibara suddenly sent me a text message asking how the seafood feast at Nuwa was going.

Wen Shui was preoccupied with the matter of the black stockings, so she gave a few perfunctory replies.

Ai Haibara noticed that Wen Shui was being somewhat perfunctory, so she snorted and started to act up.

Wen Shui quickly switched to a smiling face: "I'm busy with a case, little Ai, I'll buy you candy when I get back."

"Come on, I'm not a kid like Genta." Ai Haibara rolled her eyes.

Then she told Wen Shui that the "Tokyo Spirits" team had won the league championship in a few days, and the Junior Detectives had decided to attend the celebration. She also wanted Wen Shui to accompany her to the street parade celebration.

At this time, Wen Shui was unaware that Vermouth had already planned to secretly send the black stockings to Ai Haibara as a gift.

Chapter 181 The dream of eloping with Ran and Eri...

After dealing with the local criminal police, Wen Shui and her group checked into a rather large luxury hotel in the area as planned.

This was because the Mori family was invited by Kazuyuki Kawai to a banquet at the boat-shaped house.

Sonoko Suzuki, who came to join in the fun, naturally benefited from Kogoro Mouri's generosity. In gratitude, Sonoko Suzuki had frequently invited the Mouri family to various villas and dances.

Kogoro Mouri specifically chose a well-known luxury hotel in the area and booked two luxury suites.

However, since it wasn't peak tourist season, and Xiaolan had grabbed discount coupons online in advance, the final price wasn't that outrageous.

Originally, Uncle Mori planned to let Ran and Sonoko share a room, while he and Conan, that little brat, would share a room.

After the group arrived at the hotel reception and verified their identities, a new problem arose.

Wenshui "coincidentally" met Suzuki Sonoko, but as a result, the people who sneaked in together didn't have rooms to stay in because the luxury suite that Xiaolan had booked was the kind with a single bedroom and a king-size bed.

If Wenshui were to join Kogoro Mouri and his group, even the extra-large deluxe double bed would feel a bit cramped.

In addition, Conan had just been caught in a fishing net, and the fishy smell on his body was a bit off-putting, so Wen Shui really didn't want to live with Conan and the others.

"How about I squeeze in with Xiaolan?" Wen Shui said half-jokingly.

"Can't!"

"Damn it, what are you planning to do to Xiaolan?"

Conan and Kogoro Mouri immediately reacted, casting unfriendly glances at Nuku.

Xiaolan deliberately put on a stern face and said coldly, "Wen Shui Jun, our relationship shouldn't be at that level, right? This is a bit of a letdown."

Sonoko Suzuki chimed in, "That's right, even though I was in the room, they only mentioned Ran's name."

"Sonoko, what are you talking about?" Ran asked helplessly. "The problem isn't even about the name being mentioned first."

Wen Shui smiled and said, "I'm not joking anymore. Everyone must be tired. I'll book my own room."

"That won't do." Ran hurriedly stopped her, then looked at Kogoro Mouri, "This time, Wen Shui-kun was invited by our Mouri family. If you have to pay for it yourself, where will my father, the famous detective Kogoro Mouri, put his face?"

Kogoro Mouri's lips twitched, and he suddenly felt that his daughter was siding with outsiders.

However, Xiaolan is right. Uncle Mori is a celebrity now, not too young and not too old. Although he doesn't like Wenshui very much, he is, after all, a rascal who may become his son-in-law in the future.

"Alright, stop arguing." Kogoro Mouri generously pulled out his wallet and handed it to the receptionist. "Miss, give this kid, whose detective skills are inferior to mine, a suite just like mine."

Is it redundant for someone whose crime-solving abilities are inferior to yours?

Wen Shui couldn't help but complain.

"No need, Uncle," Wen Shui quickly stopped her. "Just give me the cheapest one. I'm not picky about the room."

Kogoro Mouri: "How can that be? You are my guest today, the famous detective Kogoro Mouri. How can I let my guest stay in a bad room?"

Wen Shui lowered her voice: "Uncle, you can save the extra money to go eat barbecue tomorrow. Wouldn't it be better to use it to buy beer and meat?"

Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up, and his gaze towards Wen Shui softened considerably: "Ahem, since you don't like staying in large rooms, let's just book him a standard room."

The receptionist took Wen Shui's ID card and started operating the computer.

Ran and Sonoko Suzuki exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

Conan, standing nearby, couldn't help but roll his eyes and mutter to himself, "Uncle is too easy to bribe. Have you forgotten what that guy Wenshui did to Ran just now?"

Although the bold remarks made earlier while drinking ginger soup with warm water were later clarified.

However, Conan still felt that it was a bit abnormal for someone to say such mushy things to ginger slices. Either there was something wrong with the person who said it, or there was something wrong with the ginger slices in that bowl of ginger soup.

But the food had already been swallowed with warm water.

There were only three people present at the time: Wen Shui, Xiao Lan, and Sonoko, so it would probably be difficult to find out the truth.

Conan decided to stop thinking about it and find an opportunity tomorrow to help "Shinichi Kudo" gain favor with Kogoro Mouri, so that he wouldn't be overtaken by this guy Nukumizu through a different route.

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The next morning, Vermouth had the cleaned JK uniform delivered to Ran's hotel in a package.

When the hotel receptionist delivered the warm water to the room, she happened to come face to face with the female server.

So Wen Shui took the clothes from him.

A green and black plaid skirt and a white shirt are layered together, the soft fabric smelling of detergent, and if you smell it closely, you can also faintly smell Ran Mouri's unique fragrance.

It seems that Vermouth wasn't so perverted as to switch Ran's clothes and keep them as collectibles.

Warm water breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Just then, her phone vibrated in her pocket. Wen Shui took it out and saw that it was a threatening text message from Vermouth.

"If you dare to steal it, I'll tell Xiaolan about you and Shirley."

Wen Shui looked around, wondering where she was hiding that allowed her to see the hotel corridor.

Could it be that the waitress we just saw was Vermouth in disguise?

After thinking it over, Wen Shui decided that since he was upright and had nothing to hide, he simply went to Xiao Lan's room and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Sonoko Suzuki's lazy voice came from inside, sounding as if she were shouting from her bed.

Wen Shui: "It's me. Miss Haiyuan brought Xiaolan's clothes."

"Oh, here it comes."

As Sonoko Suzuki finished speaking, footsteps approached from afar.

But just as Wen Shui heard the doorknob being turned...

Ran's exclamation came from inside the door: "Wait a minute, Sonoko, you're only wearing your underwear!!"

Sonoko Suzuki's hand trembled, and she turned the doorknob inside out and locked it: "Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you in a bit."

After saying that, Sonoko Suzuki blushed and walked to the sofa where she kept her clothes. At that moment, Ran was washing up, otherwise she would have been able to see right through Sonoko's expression of regret for her failed plan.

Wen Shui stood awkwardly in the doorway for a while, clutching her clothes, when Suzuki Sonoko, wearing white pajamas and barefoot, appeared at the door.

"Warm Water Guy, would you like to experience how soft the bed in the luxury suite is?" Sonoko Suzuki said with a mischievous smile as she took the clothes.

"It's not like I haven't slept before." Wen Shui smiled. "Where's Xiao Lan? Is she still sleeping?"

Sonoko Suzuki: "I'm washing up. Oh, by the way, we're not having breakfast at the hotel. Ran said she found a really good snack shop."

Wen Shui nodded, then her gaze finally fell on Suzuki Sonoko's soft little feet, which were covered in sunburn marks and had delicate nail polish painted in a charming diamond star pattern.

Warm Water: "Hey, don't you have disposable slippers in your room?"

Sonoko Suzuki paused for a moment, then pouted, "I don't like wearing it. Humph, go find Uncle Mori and the others."

With that, she closed the door.

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Wen Shui looked at the closed door and said, "Didn't you say you wanted me to experience the hotel bed?"

"Now you don't want to anymore." Sonoko Suzuki's dissatisfied voice came from the doorway, startling Wen Shui.

Were those footsteps just now a hoax?

Wen Shui touched her nose, wondering what she had done to offend this young lady.