Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Because these two detectives arrived at the explosion scene later.

At that time, for some reason, Sato Miwako was standing so far away from him. To a stranger, it would probably have looked like Sato Miwako had discovered the situation of innocent passersby affected by the explosion.

That woman, Sato, is really inexplicable.

Just moments ago he was being allowed to touch her thigh, but in the blink of an eye he was indifferent to the victims hit by the bomb. Wen Shui couldn't help but grumble to herself.

The young detective Sasaki, being straightforward, said without thinking, "Sorry, I really didn't notice."

The middle-aged man driving couldn't help but glance at Wen Shui lying in the back seat through the rearview mirror, his expression also showing some confusion.

After his initial surprise and confusion, Detective Sasaki quickly recovered: "Officer Sato, she should be going to the hospital later too. Is there something you need from her?"

Wen Shui: "I have something related to the case that I want to tell her."

Detective Sasaki scratched his head and smiled, "Oh, I see. Just tell me then, and I'll pass it on for you."

Wen Shui thought to herself that she was having a hard time talking right now. She realized that explaining the bomber's background to this police officer would take a lot of effort. Wen Shui forced herself to shake her head and said, "Well, I'll just send her a text message myself."

"You...you wouldn't happen to be Officer Sato's suitor, would you?" Sasaki looked at Wen Shui suspiciously.

Wen Shui thought to herself, "You guessed half right. We are actually attracted to each other."

However, Detective Sasaki felt that Wen Shui's expression made him think he had guessed correctly.

Detective Sasaki looked somewhat displeased, but still found Sato Miwako's contact list and handed it to Wen Shui: "I bought this for 5000 yen, and I haven't used it even once yet. Don't betray me later."

Wen Shui's brain was a little slow to process what was happening.

It took me a while to realize that this Sasaki was also one of Sato Miwako's admirers, and had even spent 5000 to buy Sato Miwako's phone number.

However, since it wasn't a phone number he actively requested, calling it would expose the truth, which is why Sasaki reminded Nukumi not to betray him.

Wen Shui suddenly felt that the young criminal police officer in front of her had the air of a weird otaku.

"This kind of thing is normal!"

Under the strange gaze of Wen Shui, the young Sasaki felt a little embarrassed: "Actually, every new recruit to the Metropolitan Police Department will more or less find some senior members of the Metropolitan Police Department to be their idols in order to integrate into the new work environment as quickly as possible."

Wen Shui: "So your idol is Miwako Sato?"

Sasaki nodded: "Yes, most of us new recruits are told by our seniors that Officer Sato has won the title of Metropolitan Police Department's Flower of the Year for several consecutive years, but when we see her in person, we find that she is even more beautiful than we imagined."

Wen Shui imagined what Sato Miwako looked like.

It doesn't seem that exaggerated.

Perhaps because he is surrounded by so many beautiful girls, Sato Miwako only stands out for her "short hair" and "police officer" traits.

When Sasaki started talking about this topic, it seemed like he had opened up: "Besides Sato-senpai, the second most popular person in the Beika Metropolitan Police Department is Inspector Megure. Actually, I initially wanted to work towards Inspector Megure's direction, but later I felt that people need to have dreams to go further."

The lukewarm water was startled.

Even though he was injured and unable to move easily, he still stepped back to keep his distance from Officer Sasaki.

Sasaki looked displeased: "Why are you like those people? Every time I mention this, you give me an uncomfortable look."

Because your words are inherently prone to ambiguity.

"No, I'm quite open-minded. I believe in the freedom of human desires," Wen Shui encouraged.

Sasaki: "I already said it was a misunderstanding. I just initially wanted to idolize Inspector Megure and become an excellent inspector like him."

Wen Shui was even more shocked: "Um... do you have some misunderstanding about Inspector Megure?"

“I know you mean that Inspector Megure isn’t actually that good at solving cases,” Sasaki said. “But the fact that he managed to maintain his position as an inspector in the Metropolitan Police Department’s First Investigative Division under these circumstances, and that he wasn’t transferred to Hokkaido to clear snow even though the Kuchisake-onna case wasn’t solved in normal times, shows that he’s definitely got a lot of social skills.”

Wen Shui: "I see. You seem very mature."

"Hehe, but after thinking it over, I still think Sato-senpai is more charming, don't I?" Sasaki said excitedly. "You think so too, right?"

Wen Shui: "Of course, after all, she is Sato Miwako."

Wen Shui thought back and realized that he had almost been blown up, probably because he had been bewitched by Sato Miwako, that vixen in a police uniform.

Actually, Wen Shui is a little scared now.

When he got out of the car to get some fresh air after Sato Miwako left, he noticed that the farther away he was from the car, the slower the words flashed in his mind.

After a thorough inspection, they discovered a plastic bomb hidden under the car.

The bomb wasn't timed; it was probably installed in a rush and without any anti-tampering devices. It was simply taped to the car chassis.

Wen Shui was having a bad time; she had only disassembled half of the package when the frequency of the keywords flashing through her mind became frighteningly high.

He probably acted impulsively at the time, not wanting Sato Miwako's father's belongings to be destroyed, so he risked dropping the bomb on an open ground, but was still affected by the aftershocks.

Fortunately, his body is being specially trained by the [Mihua Sword Saint] every day, which not only improves his attack power in combat, but also makes his body very resistant to blows.

Perhaps it was the psychological manipulation that Sato Miwako used on him that had an effect.

After all, he gave her plenty of perks. Every time he went racing with her, she was always wearing black stockings or flesh-colored stockings, which made Wen Shui feel uneasy every night when she went back to sleep.

Oh well, I haven't been seriously injured anyway.

Wen Shui made up her mind to figure out how to make up for the emotional distress caused by Sato Miwako after the case was over.

After exchanging a few words, Sasaki handed his phone to Wen Shui: "You really have Officer Sato's phone number?"

It seems he still doesn't quite trust warm water.

Wen Shui smiled and nodded: "Of course, Miwako and I are very close comrades-in-arms."

Sasaki was skeptical, but he didn't press the matter further.

Afterwards, Wenshui used Sasaki's phone to tell Sato Miwako everything he knew, and then lay down in the back seat of the car to rest with his eyes closed.

Whether it was because the car was driving too slowly or because Wen Shui's physical condition was amazing, she had already recovered to about 70-80% by the time they arrived at the hospital.

When the patrol car came to a steady stop in front of the hospital, Wen Shui even thought about whether to do a simple check-up and then go catch those bastard robbers.

However, this idea was interrupted as soon as it came to mind.

As soon as Wen Shui got out of the car with the help of Detective Sasaki, she saw Sato Miwako, who had been waiting at the hospital entrance. She must have taken a shortcut to overtake the patrol car.

Sato Miwako had long since wiped away her tears and regained her dashing policewoman demeanor.

Before the driver could even get out of the car, Sato Miwako came over and took the warm water from Sasaki's hand, saying, "Sasaki-kun, thank you for your trouble. Leave this bastard to me."

Just as Wen Shui was about to retort, he noticed that Sato Miwako was helping him up in a very close manner.

Even through the fabric of the suit jacket and white shirt, the warm water could clearly feel the amazing softness of the cushioning pad.

What the hell?

Wen Shui remembered that yesterday, Miwako had been very reluctant to act too intimately with him in front of colleagues and acquaintances, saying that it would be too troublesome to explain.

Why did you suddenly change your mind today?

Could it be because he just saved the car her father left behind?

The warm water felt the softness of Miwako Sato, and the refreshing perfume scent emanating from her slender, snowy neck.

Although he was somewhat enjoying the feeling, it was still far from what he had expected. He had almost been blown up earlier, so at least this time he should get a taste of it.

Wen Shui walked inside, his mind wandering. Just as he reached the top of the steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned around: "Sasaki-kun, thank you very much for your help, but I think it would be better if you changed your dream as soon as possible."

Detective Sasaki, standing next to the patrol car, had his mouth agape in an "O" shape, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable.

What's going on? Was everything this person said in the car true?

Sato Miwako and he were truly close comrades-in-arms, and the kind of comrades who didn't shy away from physical contact.

Detective Sasaki felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether he felt more disappointed or envious.

Even the taciturn middle-aged detective stared in shock at Sato Miwako, who was being helped by Wen Shui, until Wen Shui was helped into the hospital lobby.

Sasaki turned to his companion and said, "I won't go in. You go and help."

The detective said, "Are you sure you don't want to try again? This is one of the few opportunities you can have to get in touch with Officer Sato."

Sasaki shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Forget it, I'll change my target. By the way, you said you sold Inspector Megure's photos before, do you still have them? I want to put them on the wall to inspire me to become a detective like that."

The detective's eyes lit up, then he coughed and said, "5000, plus Inspector Megure's private number."

"make a deal."

Years later, Sasaki, who had become a police inspector in Gunma Prefecture, would still feel emotional when he recalled this incident.

It was the stimulation of the warm water that led him to make the most important decision of his life.

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After undergoing initial examinations at the hospital, Wen Shui was found to have no other fatal injuries besides a slight concussion and abrasions.

The mature female doctor who examined Wen Shui, after learning that Wen Shui had been hit by the aftershocks of a bomb at close range, pinched Wen Shui's arm with an envious look: "Are you a martial artist? How come you are so strong?"

Wen Shui: "I know a little bit, maybe it's a talent."

The female doctor smiled and glanced at Sato Miwako, who was sitting next to Wen Shui: "Tsk tsk, I really envy your girlfriend."

Wen Shui looked puzzled.

Standing next to her, Sato Miwako blushed and lowered her head, saying, "I... I'll go out and get your medicine first."

After saying that, she hurriedly walked out, but accidentally bumped into a mannequin: "Ouch, that hurts."

Sato Miwako rubbed her forehead, her teary eyes looking rather cute.

Wen Shui sighed, "Watch your step. It's so worrying."

This time, Sato Miwako didn't even say what she usually did when she argued with Wen Shui; she simply opened the door and ran away.

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After being diagnosed by a doctor and receiving test results, Wen Shui can choose to rest at home or in the hospital.

But actually, Wen Shui was somewhat interested in participating in the operation to capture those criminals.

It was mainly for revenge.

Unfortunately, Sato Miwako refused the request with a stern face, and even made him stay in the hospital ward to recover first, and then have a follow-up examination the next day before being discharged.

Wen Shui was initially reluctant, but Sato Miwako said she would bring him a late-night snack to keep him company after she finished her work that evening.

The warm water immediately gave in.

Of course, he just didn't want to cause trouble for Sato Miwako, and definitely didn't want to eat something else while having a late-night snack.