Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Wen Shui had come here specifically to eat meat, and seeing this, he pinned Xiao Lan against the wall near the entrance and kissed her all the way down her slender neck to her lips.

The girl's body, fresh from her bath, smelled sweet and soft, making her even more alluring than usual.

Xiao Lan initially struggled symbolically for a few moments, but soon her body went limp in Wen Shui's arms, her hands tightly protecting the fortress in front of her.

Unlike when she was outside, Xiaolan changed into relatively conservative pajamas when she went back, but she was completely naked underneath, and even the slightest touch would elicit a strong reaction.

As for why I wasn't wearing close-fitting armor earlier?

Even Xiaolan herself didn't quite understand. Could it be that she had come to like the feeling of being bullied by lukewarm water?

Xiao Lan quickly got into the swing of things, and later even snatched the stocking from Wen Shui's hand and used it as a rope to wrap around Wen Shui's neck and pull on it.

Wen Shui was completely stunned.

What the heck is this?

Could it be that Ran also possesses the queenly genes hidden within Eri Kisaki, who is known as the "Invincible Queen of the Legal World," and will eventually evolve into the "Queen of the Karate Club"?

Although Wen Shui didn't have any strange tendencies, he found it quite amusing to see the usually silly and cute Xiao Lan doing such unusual behavior, so he didn't stop her.

Just as the two were expressing their love for each other, Kogoro Mouri's voice came from the living room: "Ran, where have you been? I'm hungry, cook me some noodles..."

The two people who were embracing in the entryway froze on the spot.

Although Kogoro Mouri was drunk, his detective instincts seemed to have not disappeared. After seeing that no one was in the living room and kitchen, he actually walked straight towards the door.

Meanwhile, downstairs at the Mori Detective Agency, an inconspicuous red car was parked on the side of the road.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Yukiko Kudo lowered the car window and looked up at the "Mouri Detective Agency" sticker on the second-floor window.

Chapter 269 The midnight snack was Ran's stockings.

In her panic, Xiaolan tried to hide the stockings wrapped around Wenshui's neck in her pocket, but when she looked down, she realized that her pajamas didn't have any pockets.

In her haste, Xiaolan even forgot about handing the "evidence of the crime" to Wenshui. Instead, she crumpled the soft black fabric into a ball and stuffed it into her muscular pectoral muscles through her neckline.

Wen Shui was completely dumbfounded.

Is this how you play?

Wen Shui suspected that Xiao Lan was deliberately teasing him, so he decided to let her put on those stockings herself and let him savor the experience.

Just then, Kogoro Mouri staggered to the junction of the entrance hall and the living room: "What? What are you doing in my house? Damn it, you're not planning to take advantage of me while I'm drunk, are you?"

Kogoro Mouri was about to rush over and teach Wenshui a lesson, but he only took two steps before falling to the floor.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ran went over to help her father up and helped Kogoro Mouri back to the sofa on the second floor of the office.

Wen Shui followed to help: "Uncle, have you forgotten that I'm the one who brought you back?"

Kogoro Mouri, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Oh, then why aren't you leaving yet?"

Wen Shui glanced at Xiao Lan's pectoral muscles and said without changing his expression, "Didn't you just say you wanted to have a midnight snack? I happen to be hungry too, so I'll just tag along for a bite."

Kogoro Mouri's brain hadn't fully recovered yet. After listening to Wen Shui's explanation, he nodded and said, "You wretched kid, haven't you been coming to my house for meals a bit too often this month? Ran, shouldn't we charge him for his food?"

Xiaolan: "Dad, didn't I buy you beer when Wenshui came last time?"

Kogoro Mouri didn't notice his daughter's siding with outsiders; instead, his eyes lit up: "Oh yeah, I remember there were some in the fridge..."

"No!" Xiaolan interrupted Uncle Mori's chanting beforehand, "You've already drunk a lot today, and you've used up your daily allowance."

Kogoro Mouri glanced down at the wall clock: "If it's past midnight, will the share be reset?"

Wen Shui was both amused and exasperated. This uncle really would do anything to get a drink. Unfortunately, Xiao Lan ruthlessly rejected his request in the end.

Xiao Lan turned and went into the kitchen, and soon the aroma of rich noodle soup wafted out.

Wen Shui was curious about what she would do with the two pieces of fabric. Would she hide them in some corner of the kitchen, or would Xiao Lan keep them on her body, constantly being immersed in that rich milky scent?

While lost in thought, Wen Shui chatted with Uncle Mori about the Slit-Mouthed Woman case. Although there had been little progress in the case recently, the level of attention from all sides had not decreased.

Halfway through the conversation about his views, Kogoro Mouri suddenly received a phone call. The caller was someone who had previously asked Kogoro to help investigate infidelity. The caller said that to thank Mr. Mouri for his help, he was specially invited to a hot spring inn in Izu for a vacation.

Although Kogoro Mouri was drunk, he was still rational. He asked suspiciously, "Mr. Tokumaru, I remember that you made up a lot of excuses to reduce the fee for the last case by 20%. Why are you suddenly being so generous this time?"

Mr. Tokumaru on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then let out a hearty laugh:

"As expected of Detective Mori, the reason I invited you this time is to have you as a special guest to help me promote my newly built outdoor hunting ground over there."

Kogoro Mouri said with a straight face, "I'm sorry, our last collaboration wasn't very pleasant. I've been very busy lately and don't have time."

Mr. Tokumaru hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, Mr. Mori, how about I pay double the commission this time, and I'll cover all the expenses at the hotel!"

Uncle Mori pondered for a moment: "Then the money should be transferred first this time. I don't want to travel all that way and work hard for half a day, only to have half of my salary deducted."

Mr. Tokumaru: "No problem, no problem, I'll have someone send the money over tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Xiaolan just brought two bowls of noodles out of the kitchen and placed them on the table.

Wen Shui took the bowl of noodles and said with a smile, "Great, Xiao Lan, we can go on vacation to the hot spring hotel again."

“You little rascal, I never said I was going to take you with me,” Kogoro Mouri couldn’t help but retort.

Wen Shui: "But didn't they say that family members can come along?"

Uncle Mori slammed his fist on the table in anger: "The problem is, you've only ever been one to freeload off me. What kind of family member are you to me? You're infuriating!"

Xiaolan had overheard some of it in the kitchen and clapped her hands happily: "Dad, don't be so formal! It's more fun with more people. I think we should invite Mom to come along too."

Xiaolan then eagerly sent a message to Feiying, but unfortunately, she didn't receive a reply for a long time. She guessed that the strong woman was still busy with work.

What Onami is really interested in isn't just traveling to a hot spring inn, but also stumbling upon a case from the original Detective Conan series. After all, each case provides valuable material for research, which is quite important.

Wen Shui wasn't actually very hungry, but since it was a late-night snack made by Xiao Lan herself, he still wanted to try it.

After having a late-night snack with Kogoro Mouri, Wenshui was about to get up and say goodbye, but unexpectedly, Kogoro Mouri fell asleep on the sofa.

Xiaolan sighed, "I knew it would be like this. Wenshui, can you help me carry Dad back to his room?"

Wen Shui nodded and, together with Xiao Lan, helped Uncle Maoli back to his room. Xiao Lan covered her father with the blanket, turned off the room light, and then quietly closed the door.

After Xiaolan took the bowl of noodles to the kitchen to wash it clean, she returned to the living room and looked at Wenshui, who had not mentioned leaving.

Wen Shui's gaze lingered unabashedly on Xiao Lan's ample bosom, which was encased in a light green nightgown.

Xiaolan blushed and glared at him: "What are you looking at? Be careful, or I'll tell Daddy!"

Wen Shui smiled and said, "I'm a little curious about how you handled it later?"

Xiaolan bit her lip lightly, a light pink blush gradually spreading from her ears to her slender, snow-white neck. Then, with a reluctant expression, she took out the crumpled black stocking from her "arms": "We almost got caught. Can you be more careful next time?"

Wen Shui didn't hear Xiao Lan's complaints at all; his attention was entirely focused on those thin black stockings that smelled of milk.

“I want to see you wear this.” Wen Shui’s gaze met Xiao Lan’s with intense intensity.

Xiaolan: "Huh? Are you... are you crazy?"

"No, you always said I liked girls' stockings, so it's time for me to collect some interest." Wen Shui revealed a mischievous smile.

Xiaolan wanted to refuse, but Wen Shui's burning gaze made it impossible for her to speak. Moreover, she had been interrupted twice today while being intimate with Wen Shui, and Xiaolan felt a little itchy and uncomfortable.

"Then, let's talk about it in the room."

Xiaolan stood up shyly from the sofa, clutching the two wads of fabric in her hands, and walked towards her room without looking back.

Wen Shui was overjoyed and stood up to follow.

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This wasn't the first time Wen Shui had been to Ran's room. He had stayed overnight at the Mouri Detective Agency more than once before. Although Conan was keeping a close watch on him, Wen Shui still managed to sneak in and whisper sweet nothings to Ran.

However, this seems to be the first time it's happened without Conan present.

No longer worried about the risk of being stabbed in the neck with an anesthetic needle by the bespectacled kid, Wen Shui's mood relaxed as he looked around Xiao Lan's room.

A single bed is placed near the window. The posters on the wall are of famous professional karate fighters, and the photo on the headboard is a group photo of Ai Haibara and the others when they were still in the "Suzuran Detective Club".

Wen Shui remembered that in the original Detective Conan manga she read in her past life, Ran's bedside photo was always a picture of her and Shinichi Kudo.

He didn't know when Ran had switched to this world, but the first time he came here, it was already a group photo of the Suzuran Detective Club.

Xiaolan sat on the edge of the bed, holding a stocking in her hand, and suddenly froze.

Because the pajamas she was wearing were the standard style with separate pants and top, she would have to change the pants if she wanted to show off her stockings.

Xiaolan looked at Wenshui pleadingly: "Can I wear this?"

"Then we won't be able to see it at all." Wen Shui shrugged. "I'll go outside and wait for you. You can change your clothes."

After saying that, Wen Shui opened the door and walked out. She stood in the corridor for about 5 minutes when Xiao Lan suddenly opened the door behind her.

When Wen Shui turned around, she saw that Xiao Lan had changed out of her pajamas into her usual blue suit uniform, but she wasn't wearing a coat; she was only wearing a white shirt and tie on her upper body.

Through the semi-transparent fabric of the shirt, Wen Shui could vaguely see the tip of Mei Jiang's nose.

Wen Shui's gaze shifted downwards, and he noticed Xiao Lan's slender, fair legs beneath her pleated skirt. However, he was puzzled because Xiao Lan hadn't put on the stockings he wanted; instead, she was barefoot on the floor.

The fair and soft bare feet were exposed to the warm water without reservation, and the veins could be vaguely seen through the delicate skin on the instep.

Warm Water: "Hmm? Why didn't you change?"

"Since you like it, why don't you help me put on my socks yourself?" Xiaolan gave him a charmingly disdainful look, then turned and went into the room.

In that instant, Wen Shui once again felt the shadow of Eri Kisaki in Ran.

After Wen Shui entered the room, she casually closed the door. When she turned around, Xiao Lan was already sitting on the edge of the bed, her two fair little feet dangling in the air, swinging gently like a swing.

Wen Shui walked over and picked up the pair of long stockings that had been damaged for a long time. She sat directly on the floor, reached out and grabbed Xiao Lan's slender ankles, and gently kneaded them in her hands.

Xiaolan immediately curled up her toes shyly: "Stop it, it's itchy."

Wen Shui laughed: "I haven't even started yet, Lan-chan, you're too fragile."

Xiaolan was already a little shy, and Wenshui's teasing only made her shyness soar to the threshold her brain could handle.

So Xiaolan simply lifted her leg and used her soft soles to block Wen Shui's mischievous grin.

It would be much better if I couldn't see it, just like last time when I was hurt by warm water with my eyes closed... That's what Xiaolan thought to herself.

However, the actual situation was not quite what she expected. Xiaolan soon felt the warmth of the lips from the soft soles of her feet. Her slender waist tensed up subconsciously, and her small, cute toes curled up as well.

"Don't do that, Mr. Wenshui, it's dirty there..." Xiaolan couldn't help but exclaim.

Wen Shui held the girl's slender, soft ankle in her hand, and looked up at the youthful girl: "No way, Xiao Lan smells wonderful all over."