Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

"Why are you dressed like this?" Wen Shui exclaimed in surprise.

Yukiko Kudo: "You're still asking me? Didn't you tell me to come here to find you? I was afraid of being seen, so I had to dress like this."

"But..." Wen Shui looked you up and down, "Didn't you say you didn't bring any luggage? By the way, how did you get out of here?"

Yukiko Kudo smiled smugly: "I said someone wanted to talk to me about film production, and it just so happened that they were nearby. As for the clothes, they were lent to me by Riri. She's also an entertainer, so she usually needs to cover her tracks when she goes out."

Wen Shui nodded.

Although she understood the origin of the garment, Wen Shui still felt a little strange. After all, the combination of her classmate's mother and the suspicious trench coat easily reminded her of scenes from comics.

Wen Shui suppressed the wicked thoughts in her mind and said with a smile, "You're being too cautious. We're not out having an affair, is it really necessary?"

Yukiko Kudo's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she said with displeasure, "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by stealing or having an affair? I just lost a bet. Don't overthink it, kid. I'm not interested in a greenhorn like you."

She spoke a little loudly, which caused several customers and female shop assistants nearby to look over.

When everyone saw Yukiko Kudo's suspicious outfit, and combined it with her talk of having an affair, their eyes immediately became ambiguous.

Mrs. Kudo kept her head down, trying her best not to let anyone see her face, like a child who had done something wrong.

Wen Shui sighed, "Honestly, you always cause trouble for others."

Yukiko Kudo thought to herself, "If you hadn't sent me here, would I be the one being stared at?" But just as she was about to retort to Wen Shui's words, she noticed that Wen Shui had grabbed her hand and quickly fled the scene.

Yukiko felt sweet.

This guy may say he's disgusted, but he actually cares about her a lot... Wait, no!

Why is this the path to the fitting room?

Mrs. Kudo had a bad feeling, but she was pulled into the fitting room by Wen Shui without her noticing, and the door was locked behind her.

Chapter 235 Dead End: Mrs. Kudo is Instilled with Strange Knowledge

While Wenshui was holding Mrs. Kudo's hand, they hid in the fitting room of the sports equipment store.

Conan was idly browsing posts on the detective forum.

This forum isn't the kind of hobbyist website created by detective enthusiasts; it's a highly professional forum. To join, you need to have at least one case solved for the police to pass the assessment.

The forum is said to house not only famous detectives from all over the country, but also skilled retired detectives from the Metropolitan Police Department, who occasionally share information related to cases.

Of course, Conan definitely wouldn't be using Shinichi Kudo's account, because that would attract the attention of the Black Organization.

Conan is currently using a secondary account that his mother helped him register.

As for why Yukiko Kudo was qualified, it's actually quite simple. Once, when Conan was solving a case, Yukiko Kudo happened to be there. She wanted to experience being the Queen of Detectives, so she threatened Conan to tell her the truth.

Conan didn't care about this, since he couldn't appear in public under his current identity anyway.

As Conan scrolled through his messages, he suddenly came across a piece of information related to the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

That was a surveillance video.

The location was a hotel corridor in Shizuoka Prefecture. The video quality was very poor, but the masked woman could still be clearly seen flashing by in the footage.

The video was accompanied by a news report image, which stated that the president of a listed company had been murdered at the hotel, but all information was being kept confidential for the time being due to the involvement of the case investigation.

Conan's eyes lit up immediately.

Although the person who posted the message suspected that the incident was related to the Slit-Mouthed Woman, Conan thought it was unlikely because the location was different. Previously, the Slit-Mouthed Woman had always attacked her victims at night and had never done so in a hotel.

However, Conan searched for more information related to the case.

More than a week has passed since the discovery, and the police have not released any new information or found the murderer.

This is an interesting case. Logically, since the video shows a suspicious woman, it would be easy to find her by checking all the hotel's security cameras and questioning the staff and guests who were in the hotel that day.

Conan's curiosity and detective spirit were immediately piqued.

He looked around but didn't see Wen Shui.

I wonder where that guy went. Could he have been seduced by some random woman again?

Conan wanted to sneak off to investigate the case, but he was afraid that Ai Haibara would be unhappy and wouldn't make the antidote properly, and he would be the one who suffered.

Furthermore, Conan always feels that Ai Haibara is somewhat controlled by Wen Shui; she believes everything Wen Shui says, and if she runs away and then Wen Shui turns around and accuses her...

Considering Wen Shui's somewhat dog-like personality, it's not impossible that this is the case.

After thinking for a long time, Conan finally decided that it was best not to provoke Wen Shui in this matter.

Why not take the initiative to find Wen Shui and act cute towards him, find an excuse to leave early, and recall that Wen Shui was suddenly very nice to him today, serving him food and buying him snacks, so he should be able to grant his small request.

Conan ate all the snacks that "Uncle Wenshui" bought for him.

Then, after wiping his hands with a tissue, he left the rest area and found the female shop assistant from earlier: "Big sister, have you seen the big brother who was with me earlier?"

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In the fitting room.

After Wen Shui locked the door behind her, she turned around to scold Kudo Yukiko, but almost exposed their whereabouts.

He found Yukiko Kudo leaning against the wall inside, her hands covering her chest, looking at him warily.

"What...what do you want? I didn't agree to any other conditions."

Yukiko Kudo hesitated for a moment before choosing a milder approach, but her small face behind her sunglasses was filled with unease.

Wen Shui walked over and took off her sunglasses: "What are you thinking? I brought you here because I was worried that your identity would be exposed and cause a commotion, and that Conan would see you."

"Conan...where is he?" Yukiko then remembered that Conan was also there.

"He's in the rest area. The things I ordered will be delivered later," Wen Shui explained. "I bought him snacks and drinks, so don't worry."

"Oh, why didn't you say so earlier?" Yukiko Kudo pouted.

Wen Shui put on the sunglasses, and her vision immediately darkened: "Hey, your sunglasses are so dark. Can you even see where you're going?"

"Don't wear my things without permission, you brat!" Yukiko said, reaching out to snatch them away in annoyance.

Wen Shui subconsciously raised her arm to block, but found that she was not grabbing Kudo Yukiko's wrist, but her slender, snow-white neck, which was thicker than her wrist but felt better to the touch.

Warm Water's hands were broad and strong; he could easily grip Mrs. Kudo's neck with just one hand.

Although Yukiko Kudo has a sexy and voluptuous figure, her neck and waist, which should be slender, are exceptionally thin.

Her snow-white, slender neck looked as if it would break at the slightest force.

The silky, soft skin pressed against Wen Shui's palm, and feeling Yukiko's perfect body temperature, Wen Shui couldn't help but want to feel the softness of her snow-white neck even more deeply.

This sense of control—the ability to decide the life and death of others at will—gained a strong sense of satisfaction and a desire for conquest within Wen Shui.

His hand unconsciously tightened its grip.

Yukiko Kudo's eyes widened instantly. The intense feeling of suffocation caused her face to turn bright red, and her fleshy lips, painted with red lip gloss, parted slightly, opening and closing like a fish out of oxygen.

However, what puzzled Wen Shui was that, besides surprise, there was also a hint of infatuation, or rather... longing, in Kudo Yukiko's eyes that Wen Shui couldn't understand.

Could she be hallucinating due to oxygen deprivation in her brain?

I had heard before that people trapped in snowy mountains would feel their whole body getting warm before freezing to death, and would even start taking off their clothes in the extremely cold environment of ice and snow.

Perhaps similar hallucinations can also be caused by oxygen deprivation in the brain.

Wen Shui was startled and quickly let go of her hand.

If I don't let go, what will happen when she starts taking off her clothes?

Although this is a fitting room, and as long as you don't make too much noise, you won't attract attention, it is precisely because of this that when the meticulous Mrs. Kudo appears in front of you, Wenshui has a hard time guaranteeing that she won't make any noise that will attract the attention of the mall staff.

After the warm water was released, Yukiko Kudo gasped for air like a fish thrown back into the sea, her face gradually turning from red to white.

However, because the fitting room was quite small, the air she breathed in carried the scent of warm water and her body.

What was originally a desire and need for oxygen turned into a craving for the masculine scent emanating from Wen Shui.

Although it's only a little bit at the moment, it's like a seed planted deep in Yukiko Kudo's heart. With the continued nurturing of warm water, it will grow into a towering tree.

Of course, neither of the two people in front of them noticed this at the moment.

Warm water focused her attention on the corner of Kudo Yukiko's eye.

A few crystal-clear tears slid down her cheeks, leaving streaks on her fair and delicate skin.

This is actually a physiological instinctive reaction caused by the lack of oxygen and neck compression stimulating the tear glands to secrete tears after a person suffocates, and it is not caused by emotions.

Huh, she's crying?

Wen Shui suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

Although Yukiko Kudo usually has a very nice personality and likes to play pranks, she is the kind of person who won't get angry even if you make the most outrageous jokes.

But she is Conan's mother after all, so perhaps she still has some boundaries. It doesn't seem right for me to bully her like this.

But then again, if she was going to cry over this, what did the longing and infatuation in her eyes mean just now?

Is it a case of dual personality disorder?

Or perhaps, after being threatened by Akira Nakai, Yukiko Kudo unlocked a new fantasy due to excessive pressure?

At a sporting goods store in Shizuoka Prefecture, although Wenshui was a step behind Conan, he also uncovered a new mystery worth investigating.

The detective's spirit, like a lukewarm stream, began to ignite.

So he decided to wait until he returned to Beika Town and then ask Ai Haibara, the scientist, to verify whether there were any similar cases.

By the way, if suffocation causes people to react in the opposite way to their usual behavior...

If he grabbed Ai Haibara by the neck, would she genuinely call him "brother"?

Wen Shui's mind was wandering.

Having absorbed the warmth and scent of the warm water, Mrs. Kudo finally regained control of her body.

After realizing what had just happened, Yukiko Kudo flew into a rage: "Damn it! Didn't I say I only agreed to take pictures with you? Don't suddenly start touching me!"

"I can't see," Wen Shui explained. "Your sunglasses are too dark."

"You bastard, I think you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Wen Shui looked completely innocent: "How could that be? If I were doing it on purpose, why would I pinch your neck? Wouldn't it be better to go a little lower?"

"A little lower?"