Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

However, just as she was about to ask Wen Shui what kind of photos she wanted to take...

Ran, who had been searching for the murder weapon outside, finally returned. Standing by the window, she looked at Wen Shui and Kudo Yukiko: "Eh? What are you still doing here... Huh? Aunt Kudo, why are you down here too?"

Wen Shui: "Yukiko-nee was worried that we would be attacked by bad guys, so she came to find us."

Yukiko Kudo was somewhat affected by what had happened before and didn't dare to look Ran in the eye. She forced herself to remain calm and said lightly, "That's right, just like what Wen Shui said. I'm very worried about you."

Little did she know, Ran was actually more panicked than she was, fearing that Kudo Yukiko would notice something was wrong.

Xiaolan lifted her skirt and climbed in through the window, shaking off the snow. "Wenshui, I searched as you told me, but there was no trace of the murderer discarding the weapon outside."

"This is troublesome. The killer's trick is much more sophisticated than I thought."

Wen Shui looked at Mrs. Kudo with a serious expression: "By the way, Yukiko-nee, did you see anything strange just now?"

"No, I saw you and Ran run out and immediately chased after them," Yukiko Kudo said. "But when I left, Mori and Eri seemed to say they wanted to re-examine the scene. I don't know if they found anything. Let's go upstairs and take a look."

Wen Shui nodded: "Okay, hopefully we'll get some new clues."

The three of them returned along the same route, and when they reached the main entrance on the first floor, they were suddenly blinded by a blinding ray of light shining in from outside.

Wen Shui squinted and looked outside, and saw that several police cars had just driven up to the villa, their headlights shining directly into the villa.

Xiao Lan's face lit up with joy: "Great! The police have finally arrived."

"Let's go, let's go say hello to that coral-headed officer first." Wen Shui said, taking the lead and pushing open the villa door to walk out.

Xiao Lan followed closely behind, like a shadow following Wen Shui out.

As Yukiko Kudo watched the two figures walk away, she suddenly thought to herself, "Ran and Nukumi are definitely a better match. The youthful energy they exude is something that no amount of skincare can replicate."

Huh? What am I even thinking about?!

Yukiko Kudo was startled, and then couldn't help but cover her slightly reddened face with her hands.

After taking a few deep breaths, Yukiko Kudo decided to go upstairs and call Kogoro Mouri and the others.

She climbed the wooden stairs to the second floor and saw that Kogoro Mouri and Eri Kisaki had come out of the deceased's room and were talking to director Ken Shiroyama in the corridor.

They were probably asking about the deceased's interpersonal relationships, speculating whether anyone had a grudge against him.

Yukiko Kudo walked over and said, "Mori, the police have arrived. Nukumizu and Ran are going to meet them."

"Really? That's great! I was just worried about not having anyone to help me find the murder weapon." Kogoro Mori excitedly ran downstairs.

Eri Kisaki and Conan followed closely behind.

Because Yukiko Kudo is usually quite restless, her disappearance for so long wouldn't surprise her acquaintances.

However, when Eri Kisaki passed by Yukiko Kudo.

Her gaze was immediately drawn to the oddity of the other woman's dress neckline.

Eri Kisaki, who is knowledgeable about fashion and styling and regularly reads related magazines, immediately noticed this subtle flaw.

She noticed that Yukiko's collar looked like it had been pulled hard, and the fabric couldn't fully regain its original elasticity, causing that area to become loose and baggy.

Eri Kisaki was startled.

The only people in this villa who would do something so unreasonable to Yukiko are either the murderer or Nukumizu.

And considering that Xiaolan had just walked away with Wenshui.

Could it be that……

Eri Kisaki had a somewhat absurd and bold guess: Could it be that they had been secretly keeping it from her all along?

Chapter 226 A wife suddenly acting cute is kind of heartwarming.

After Kogoro Mouri and his group left the villa, they saw Nukusui talking to Inspector Yokomizo.

From the several police cars that followed, uniformed and plainclothes detectives got out and began their work of investigating, collecting evidence, and protecting the scene.

However, one of the men, dressed in a chef's uniform and wearing a chef's hat, caught Wen Shui's attention: "Officer Yokomizo, who is that gentleman?"

Officer Yokomizo followed Wenshui's gaze and then smiled sheepishly: "This is Takahashi. He was originally on an undercover surveillance mission, but because I didn't have enough manpower, the station sent many of my colleagues who happened to be free to help me."

Wen Shui nodded, thinking to herself that it was no wonder so many of the people there were unfamiliar faces.

Presumably, they were worried that the surrounding area was full of forests, and if the murderer escaped, it would be very difficult to catch him. They couldn't do it with just a few people, so they specially arranged for so many people to come.

At that moment, Kogoro Mouri also approached with his men.

"Mr. Mori, so you're here too." Inspector Yokomizo's face lit up with surprise. "That's great. Before I came, I was worried that I'd have to stay up until dawn again. With you and Brother Nukumizu here, I guess we'll find the murderer in no time."

Kogoro Mouri: "Well, we don't have any leads yet. We'll need your men to thoroughly search the villa."

"We can't leave the area outside the villa unchecked either; the murder weapon might have been thrown within a kilometer radius," Wen Shui added.

Yokomizo nods: "Don't worry about that, leave the investigation of clues to us."

As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, Mr. Mori, last time, my good-for-nothing brother really caused you trouble. It was thanks to you that he wasn't fooled by the murderer's trick."

Uncle Mori chuckled smugly, "It's nothing. I didn't really help much; I just gave him a little reminder."

While the two were catching up, Eri Kisaki, standing behind everyone, kept observing Ran's condition.

The clothes were fairly neat, with mud spots under the skirt, but they must have gotten dirty during the investigation.

Because Ran wasn't wearing makeup, Eri couldn't determine from the unusual makeup whether Ran and Wenshui had done anything she had explicitly forbidden.

Instead, after observing Ran for a while, he turned his attention to Yukiko Kudo.

Yukiko, how could you be so foolish!

Eri Kisaki couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Eri Kisaki secretly made up her mind that even if it wasn't for Ran's happiness, she would find a way to remind Yukiko Kudo of the huge gap between her and Nukumizu.

After exchanging a few words with Inspector Yokomizo, Kogoro Mori discovered that Yokomizo knew nothing about the case.

I guess Eri Kisaki called earlier and I didn't have a chance to say it.

"Actually, I'm here to participate in the recording of a TV program." Uncle Mori turned around and began to introduce, "The people behind me, including the deceased Yoshiteru Kazami, are all crew members and actors of the production crew."

Yokomizo Sango looked at Ameshiro Ruri, who was standing closest to Kogoro Mouri, and said with a smile, "Hello, Mrs. Mouri. I'm Officer Yokomizo Sango from the Shizuoka Prefectural Police Department. Mr. Mouri and I are old friends. I didn't expect Mrs. Mouri to be so young..."

"Wait a minute!" Kogoro Mouri interrupted hastily. "She's not my wife."

Yokomizo Sango: "Huh? It's not like that? I saw her standing next to you, looking like she was trying to interject."

Yu Cheng Liuli's face darkened: "I'm really sorry, the reason I stood so close was because I wanted you, officer, to help clear my name."

"Oh, I see. I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous." Yokomizo Sango scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Yu Cheng Liuli: "It's alright. I still need to ask you to find the murderer this time. Otherwise, if the reporters find out about this, I'm afraid I'll become the subject of everyone's discussion again."

"A reporter?" Yokomizo Sango looked at Amashiro Ruri's face and suddenly realized something. "You, aren't you that super famous healing female singer, Ms. Amashiro Ruri?"

"Actually, it's not that amazing, but the person you're talking about is indeed me." Aura Ruri felt a little embarrassed by the other person's gaze and took a step back to hide next to Eri Kisaki.

Yokomizo Sango turned his gaze to Nagumo Akira and the others, and said in surprise, "Eh? I think I've seen this old gentleman on TV before, and this young lady too..."

"Wow, so many famous actors were involved in the filming of the show that Mr. Mori participated in."

Yokomizo looked surprised.

However, because he had been looking at the people next to Ruri Amashiro in the order they were standing, he didn't notice Yukiko Kudo standing on the other side of Eri Kisaki.

The retired popular idol, feeling neglected, coughed somewhat irritably: "Speaking of which, let's go back to the villa first."

"Ah, if I'm not mistaken, this must be Ms. Yukiko Kudo." This time, Yokomizo Sango did not mistake Yukiko Kudo for Kogoro Mouri's wife.

Yukiko Kudo brushed a strand of long, curly hair behind her ear: "That's right, I was the one who swept the film and television industry eighteen years ago, and was known as..."

“That’s right, it’s her.” Eri Kisaki interrupted Yukiko’s spellcasting.

Yukiko Kudo puffed out her cheeks in a huff.

Wen Shui witnessed this adorable scene perfectly. It has to be said that when a mature older sister suddenly acts cute, her charm is no less than that of a young girl.

Wen Shui even had a slight urge to pinch her rosy cheeks and see which one felt softer compared to Ai Haibara's.

But that's definitely not possible now.

With a quick dart of her eyes, Wen Shui's mischievous intention—to take a screenshot of Mrs. Kudo's fair face—was set on taking a picture of her as a screensaver.

At this moment, Wen Shui walked over and said, "Officer Yokogawa, let's go in and take a look at the body too."

"it is good."

Yokomizo nods, then, along with a few trusted confidants, enters the brightly lit villa with Wen Shui and the others.

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After half an hour.

Apart from the detectives who were still searching for clues, everyone else came to the large living room where the filming had taken place earlier.

Because there weren't enough chairs, everyone chose to stand on one side of the room.

Wen Shui and a few others stood at the very front of the crowd.

Yokomizo Sango held the on-site investigation report: "The deceased was named Kazami Yoshiteru, 28 years old. The cause of death was massive bleeding caused by a sharp weapon severing his left carotid artery."

The estimated time of death is around 19:20 p.m. The deceased had a habit of locking the door when going to sleep, but we did not find any signs of forced entry on the door lock.

In other words, this case involves a person Yoshiteru Kazami knew who killed him the moment he turned around after opening the door.

Yokomizo Sango recounted the general situation.

There is now a basic consensus that crimes are committed by acquaintances.

Yokomizo Sango walked over to the director, stared into his eyes, and exclaimed, "Someone actually died in a mystery detective show! This kind of plot feels just like something out of a mystery novel. If it airs, it'll definitely get high ratings."

Director Ken Shiroyama: "Well, maybe, but can we air it?"

“No.” Yokomizo Sango shook his head. “The law stipulates that television programs or dramas adapted from real cases need to obtain prior permission before they can be broadcast.”

Shiroyama Ken was speechless, thinking to himself, "Why are you saying this if I can't broadcast it?"

Eri pushed up her glasses, thinking that this police officer seemed a bit unreliable. She decided to let Nuku and Kogoro think of a solution later.

The director looked helpless, thinking to himself that this police officer was truly unique.

Yokomizo Sango made a small joke, easing the tense atmosphere in the room.