Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

This is also due to her experience of being forced to separate from her father during her childhood and being raised by her mother alone.

The thought of facing Kazami Yoshiteru's repulsive face made Amashi Ruri frown involuntarily.

However, thinking of Eri, Ruri Amashiro felt she needed to tolerate the other's rude gaze for a while.

Arriving at the door of Kazami Yoshiteru's room, Amashiro Ruri gently knocked twice, but the room remained silent with no response.

Is she asleep? Or is she still angry?

Ruri Ayashiro knocked a couple more times with a little more force, then called out Yoshiteru Kazami's name a few times, but there was still no sound from the room.

She hesitated for a moment, just about to turn and leave.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in from the window at the end of the corridor, probably because a staff member was smoking there and forgot to close the window.

The white snowflakes were blown into the villa by the wind, landing on the wooden floor and quickly melting and disappearing. This sudden gust of wind also blew open Yoshiki Kazami's door a crack.

"Huh? The door wasn't locked after all..."

Yu Cheng Liuli looked at the floor of the room through the crack in the door in surprise, and then suddenly smelled a strange odor.

It smells like blood.

Yu Cheng Liuli gently pushed open the door, and the stench of blood was even stronger. She saw Kazami Yoshiki lying on the floor, his dark red blood soaking through his suit and flowing down the floor to the doorway.

"Mr. Kazami! Mr. Kazami, how are you?" Ruri Amashiro was terrified. Although she didn't like Yoshiteru Kazami, it was a matter of life and death, so she rushed over to try to save him.

However, after shaking it twice, Yu Cheng Liu Li discovered that Kazami Yoshiteru, lying in a pool of blood, had already passed away.

Yu Cheng Liuli looked at the sticky blood on her palm.

She was stunned for several seconds.

He let out a piercing scream, just like the other witnesses in Detective Conan.

"what!"

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Let's rewind to the time when Wen Shui and Xiao Lan eloped.

Wen Shui was just acting on a whim. She felt that it was rare to see snow in this kind of weather, even rarer than a meteor shower, so she wanted to grab the only girl she could hold hands with and create some heartwarming memories together.

There's no way around it; even if Wen Shui were incredibly brave, she couldn't possibly drag Conan's mother away to see the snow in front of so many people. Mrs. Kudo probably wouldn't be able to accept such a bold thing right now either.

Wen Shui hadn't expected that she would hear Uncle Mori's roar halfway there with Xiao Lan.

It seems that holding hands with Ran in person is not yet within Uncle Mori's permitted scope, but Eri's reaction surprised Nukusui.

Could it be that his performance during this period has earned Eri Kisaki's approval?

But now is not the time to think about that. If things continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to create any unforgettable memories with Xiaolan in this snow.

We must find a way to shake off Uncle Mori and his gang.

Wen Shui turned to look at Xiao Lan, who was still at a loss, and said with a smile, "Lan, let's go to the rooftop?"

"The rooftop?" Xiaolan asked, looking confused.

Wen Shui: "There's no time to explain. You climb first, I'll drag you down from below."

The two had already come out from behind the villa. There were many places on the outer wall of the castle that people could climb. With Xiaolan and Wenshui's physical abilities, it was not difficult for them to climb up.

Xiaolan was already feeling a little dizzy from having her hand held by Wen Shui right in front of her.

With Kogoro Mouri shouting behind her, she felt a little embarrassed to face her parents, so she didn't think too much about it and, following Wen Shui's words, grabbed the bricks of the villa's exterior wall and started climbing.

After climbing a few steps, Xiaolan suddenly realized a serious problem: she was wearing a long dress today.

Although it won't affect her efficiency in climbing the wall, it makes it easy for people below to see things they shouldn't see.

Thinking of this, Xiaolan stopped climbing and was about to bend down to warn Wenshui: "Hey, you can't go up there..."

However, halfway through her sentence, she noticed that Wen Shui looked up at the starry sky with an expression of utter awe.

Xiaolan's face turned bright red instantly, and she was furious. However, it was no longer realistic to jump down and clean up the warm water, so she could only climb back up as quickly as possible.

In Wen Shui's field of vision, Xiao Lan climbed up quickly like a ninja and disappeared in a few seconds.

At that moment, the footsteps of Uncle Mori, who was chasing after them, grew closer and closer.

Following the route Xiao Lan had climbed, Wen Shui quickly reached the platform on the second floor of the villa. It was precisely because Wen Shui and Xiao Lan chose different routes when they escaped that they did not leave any footprints in the snow.

Wen Shui had originally planned to enjoy the view from the second-floor platform, but the second-floor exterior wall of the villa was too narrow for anyone to stand on. If he and Xiao Lan stood there, they would probably have to stick close together to avoid falling.

After Xiaolan discovered this situation, she continued climbing to the highest point of the villa, not daring to give Wenshui an opportunity to take advantage of her there.

The two climbed to the top floor of the villa one after the other. Although the villa was not designed with a similar open-air balcony, the top floor was flat, providing a lot of space for people to move around.

As soon as Wen Shui regained his footing, Xiao Lan kicked him in the face.

It's a standard karate side kick.

This time, Wen Shui simply stopped trying to avoid it, because there were no outsiders here, and he didn't believe that Xiao Lan would really hit him.

As the pale, bare feet gradually approached in her field of vision, Wen Shui felt as if she had entered bullet time.

Pure white snowflakes slowly fell from the night sky, and the girl's crystal-clear little feet gradually grew larger in the field of vision. The straps of the wedge sandals left shallow marks on the girl's insteps, and her neatly trimmed nails reflected a diamond-like brilliance.

Just as Xiaolan's foot was about to kick Wenshui's face.

Her slender, beautiful legs seemed to have been frozen in mid-air, motionless.

In the realm of karate, achieving this level is actually more difficult than simply kicking an opponent away. After all, controlling the force requires much more practice, and a slight mistake could injure the opponent.

Normally, Wen Shui might have praised Xiao Lan's karate skills and said a few nice things to cover up the fact that she had accidentally seen the teddy bear patterned underwear.

But Wen Shui had no time to think about sophistry.

Besides the dazzling fragrance wafting from Xiaolan's soft little feet.

The romantic atmosphere of the falling snow made Wen Shui feel that she should do something so that she wouldn't have any regrets when she looked back on it many years later.

Wen Shui didn't think much of it and lowered her head slightly.

He gave Xiaolan's fair instep a light kiss.

A few snowflakes landed on Xiaolan's fair and delicate skin. The snowflakes melted quickly upon touching the girl's skin, but the cool sensation combined with her soft and delicate skin created a taste that was unforgettable.

I only intended to give it a light kiss, but the taste was simply too irresistible.

Not to mention, Xiaolan's little feet are naturally fragrant and soft, with a sweet scent. Whenever there's an opportunity at home, Wenshui would deliberately find an excuse to play with them a little longer.

Not to mention in such a romantic setting.

Wen Shui grabbed Xiao Lan's slender ankle to prevent her from escaping, and then gave her another deep kiss next to the previous hickey.

"Pervert!" Xiaolan exclaimed in surprise, the blush on her ears quickly spreading to her entire body.

Even his warm lips could feel Xiaolan's rising body temperature, which made him even more fond of the soft, chewy ice cream in his hand.

On the other hand, Xiaolan was so shocked by this bold move that she couldn't move. She used all her strength to maintain her balance and prevent herself from collapsing and falling.

However, for some reason, Xiaolan was surprised to find that she did not seem to mind the use of warm water.

Deep down, she actually enjoyed it a little, which made Xiaolan feel even more shy, and her ten delicate, translucent toes couldn't help but curl up together.

Immediately after noticing that Wen Shui's gaze was about to shift from the back of her feet to her curled toes, Xiao Lan suppressed her embarrassment and said in a trembling voice, "Have you...haven't you made enough of this?"

Wen Shui smiled and said, "How could that be enough? I'd never get tired of it. Besides, don't you think we should do something romantic in such a romantic setting?"

Although she said it was a bargain, Wen Shui still let go of Xiao Lan's hand and gently put her ankle down.

Xiaolan's body went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Wen Shui reacted quickly and went over to support Xiao Lan's shoulder, but the distance between the two became somewhat ambiguous.

"Who would kiss a girl's feet in such a romantic setting?" Xiaolan couldn't help but refute Wenshui's sophistry. A few snowflakes fell on her delicate eyelashes, fluttering with each blink, looking incredibly alluring.

Wen Shui said softly, "So what do you think is the most appropriate thing to do in this kind of environment?"

Xiao Lan's body trembled, clearly feeling the impact of the warm water tonight, but she was still a little confused. She had almost let out a strange moan when her feet were kissed earlier.

If it were something even bolder...

That would be absolutely unbearable, wouldn't it?

Xiaolan's eyes lit up, and with a sudden burst of strength, she broke free from the warm water's grasp: "Of course, I'll take a picture with my phone and save this beautiful scene!"

Xiao Lan ran briskly to the edge of the rooftop.

Then she realized that people downstairs might be able to see her from there, so she stepped back a little. At the same time, Wen Shui followed her.

However, since the atmosphere had been broken just a moment ago, Wen Shui had no choice but to patiently wait for the next opportunity.

The two stood side by side on the roof of the villa, surrounded by a dark, dense forest. Snowflakes swirled and fell in the night, quickly forming a white blanket on the ground.

Xiaolan looked on with longing: "It's so beautiful! I never thought I could see such a beautiful view here."

"Then hurry up and take a picture with your phone!" Wen Shui said, taking out her phone, only to find that there was no signal. No wonder Uncle Mori hadn't called to ask about it even though they'd been up here for so long.

Xiaolan noticed this too, and she asked with some worry, "Won't Dad be worried?"

Warm Water: "No, you were dragged away by me. Uncle Maoli is only worried that I might lay a hand on you."

"That's serious." Xiaolan looked at Wenshui with a helpless expression. "Why do you seem so indifferent? If Dad misunderstands, aren't you afraid he'll throw you over his shoulder?"

Wen Shui thought that with his body now enhanced by the cheat, Uncle Mori might not be able to beat him. Over-the-shoulder throws are usually used in matches where the strength difference is huge, or when trying to win in a risky situation.

However, he said, "Because I'm prepared to be thrown over his shoulder."

"W-What do you mean?"

Xiaolan keenly sensed that Wen Shui's tone was off. Today's Wen Shui was different from the usual Wen Shui; he was hitting her with straight lines.

Wen Shui smiled and looked into the girl's sparkling eyes: "Is this what you're worried about? Do you want to take pictures now? If not, I'll start now."

"No, we still..."

Xiao Lan's body trembled slightly, her cute horns on her head seemed to be steaming, and even her ears turned bright red.

However, while she was saying no, she was also thinking about breaking free from the warm water.

However, the physical reaction was simply to obediently put the phone back in his pocket.

Wen Shui put his arm around Xiao Lan's slender, soft shoulders again. Through the thin fabric of the white dress, Wen Shui could clearly feel the elasticity of the girl's skin.

The soft marshmallow nestled close to her chest made Wen Shui feel the unique youthful energy of a girl her age.