Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

"Wait a minute, but you asked me to help you find the keys first..." Wen Shui wanted to say that you asked him to help you find the keys, but before he could finish speaking, Kudo Yukiko rushed over and blindfolded him with the cloth in her hand.

Warm water could have resisted.

But the rich milky aroma seemed to possess some kind of magic, freezing him in place.

Normally, people feel uneasy after losing sight, let alone when Wen Shui has just offended the other party. But for some reason, the sweet and cloying aroma that wafted over seemed to soothe the soul, making Wen Shui feel no tension at all.

But how exactly does Yukiko intend to punish him?

Wen Shui subconsciously tensed her muscles to prepare for the impending attack.

However, after waiting for a long time, what finally came was a pair of fleshy lips that pressed against him, and a tongue that unreasonably pried open his teeth.

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Two days later, at the Mori Detective Agency.

Wen Shui and Xiao Lan carried the groceries they bought from the shopping street and chatted about the literature club as they walked up the stairs to the second floor.

As expected, after being forcibly kissed by Mrs. Kudo two nights ago, Yukiko Kudo hid away and pretended that the incident never happened.

Fortunately, the key to the rental apartment had already been returned to Wen Shui, so even if there were work-related matters, Kudo Yukiko could remotely control him to help her via phone.

Based on Wen Shui's understanding of Mrs. Kudo, she must have felt extremely ashamed and indignant afterward for taking such initiative to get close to her.

It will probably take at least a week to recover.

Wen Shui also focused his energy on Xiao Lan during this time. Since that night when he had a deep spiritual connection with Xiao Lan, the relationship between the two has become even closer than before.

Even though Xiaolan tried her best to hide it, it was still easy for people to see through her disguise.

This made Conan very dissatisfied, and he called Yukiko Kudo more than once to ask what exactly happened that night. However, Yukiko Kudo's response only made Conan more uneasy.

Upon reaching the second-floor platform, Xiaolan handed her belongings to Wenshui, then took out her key and opened the door.

"Huh, is there no lock? Could it be that a customer has arrived?"

She gently pushed open the door and, standing in the entryway, could hear Kogoro Mouri talking to a strange man.

Because there were outsiders present, Xiaolan felt embarrassed to squat down and help Wenshui change her shoes. Instead, after changing her shoes, she carried the groceries she had bought and went straight into the kitchen.

After changing her shoes, Wen Shui went to the living room and saw Kogoro Mouri sitting behind his desk smoking. A middle-aged man in a suit and glasses was sitting opposite Kogoro, who seemed to have come to ask Kogoro to help investigate something.

Conan got out of school earlier than Wen Shui and the others, and since there were no Junior Detective League activities today, he was lying on the sofa reading a comic book.

As soon as Wen Shui entered the second-floor living room, she immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

The bespectacled man turned and glanced at Wen Shui, asking curiously, "Mr. Mori, you have a son? I never knew! Your son is quite the handsome young man..."

“Wait a minute, Mr. Onodera, this kid isn’t my son.” Kogoro Mori quickly interrupted, “He’s my daughter’s classmate, and he occasionally comes to my house for a meal.”

“Oh, I see. I misspoke. But speaking of which, Mr. Mori, you have a lot of people coming to your house for a free meal,” Mr. Onodera said with a smile.

Conan, who was lying on the sofa reading comics, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Wen Shui smiled and said, "Because Xiao Lan is very good at cooking."

Uncle Mori gave him a sour look: "That's true, but haven't you been coming here too often lately?"

"Really?" Wen Shui feigned ignorance. "Oh, right, Uncle, I bought you some of your favorite snacks to go with your drinks when I passed by the izakaya earlier."

Kogoro Mouri snorted coldly, his expression softening slightly: "Go help Ran cook. I have some things to discuss with Mr. Onodera."

Wen Shui nodded, put her schoolbag on the ground, and went into the kitchen.

Conan watched Wen Shui's departing figure and couldn't help but roll his eyes again. This uncle is too easy to bribe, isn't he?

Although Conan was a little worried about Wen Shui and Ran being alone in the kitchen, the strange incident that Mr. Onodera had encountered also piqued Conan's curiosity. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still felt that Wen Shui probably wouldn't dare to make a move on Ran in front of so many people.

Conan pretended to flip through the comic book, then focused his attention on the conversation between Kogoro Mouri and the client.

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As soon as Wen Shui entered the kitchen, he hugged Xiao Lan from behind.

Tonight's dinner is fried chicken with mayonnaise, stewed potatoes and meat, stir-fried vegetables, and Wenshui's favorite Mapo Tofu.

Xiaolan just put the beef into the pot to blanch it, and now she's stirring the mayonnaise in the bowl.

"Stop it, Dad and the others are outside." Xiaolan struggled a few times symbolically, then let the warm water encircle her waist and continued stirring the mayonnaise in the bowl.

Wen Shui rested her chin on Xiao Lan's fragrant shoulder, smelling the shampoo in her hair, and said softly, "What are you afraid of? Uncle Mori is talking to a client, and Conan is reading a manga. No one will come in to disturb us."

With a helpless expression, Xiaolan had no choice but to listen carefully to the sounds outside the door. Then she added some more onions to the bowl and continued stirring the mayonnaise.

However, Wen Shui's hands soon became unsatisfied with merely holding Xiao Lan's waist, and gradually moved upwards, engaging in intimate interactions with Mei Jiang and Mei Ying Jiang.

Xiaolan froze on the spot, the whisk in her hand almost slipped and fell into the sauce. She bit her lip lightly: "Honestly, you spent so much time in the gym equipment room at noon, aren't you satisfied yet?"

At noon today, Wen Shui took the opportunity of eating lunch to drag Xiao Lan to the sports equipment warehouse. Although there was no intimate contact like in the comics, he still made Xiao Lan blush before letting her go back.

On the way back, they ran into Ran's junior from the karate club.

The two female students were looking at them with ambiguous expressions, making Xiaolan so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear into nowhere.

"How could I possibly be satisfied?" Wen Shui smiled. "It's like eating. Who can stay full after a meal? I'm hungry again now."

Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh. Besides the satisfaction of being adored by the person she liked, she also felt a touch of helplessness.

Although Xiaolan is not the career-oriented type of girl, she has to shoulder a lot of responsibilities due to her family situation, and with the training in the karate club, she can't just hang out with her boyfriend after school like ordinary girls and not have to worry about anything.

This afternoon, she turned down an assignment from the karate club teacher to spend time with Wen Shui, and when she came back, her junior saw her.

However, Xiaolan couldn't bring herself to tell Wenshui to restrain herself. Besides enjoying being teased by Wenshui herself, she also couldn't bear to see Wenshui in pain.

Sigh, if only someone could share the burden of Wen Shui's affection.

Wait a minute!

Xiaolan suddenly realized that her idea seemed a little off.

What's even more strange is that after this thought came to mind, why were there so many potential candidates, like Sonoko, Ai, and Kudo-san, that popped into her head?!

Chapter 273: Sato Miwako's lovingly prepared bento box leads to a chaotic scene.

Xiaolan vaguely felt that it was wrong for her to have such thoughts, but Wenshui hugged her from behind and kept blowing air into her ear.

This made it difficult for Ran to concentrate, and she couldn't even pay attention to what her father and the client were talking about in the living room outside the door, or whether Conan had come over to observe secretly.

Finally, the sound of the kettle boiling water on the stove interrupted the act of enjoying the pre-dinner dessert with warm water.

"You've messed up my hair." Xiaolan glared at Wenshui angrily, then went over and turned off the gas stove, taking the kettle off and setting it aside.

Wen Shui: "Then I'll help you tidy it up again."

"No!" Xiaolan shrank back. "Stop messing around. Didn't you just say you were hungry? At this rate, when will we ever get to eat?"

Wen Shui revealed an expression like that of a child who hadn't been praised by the teacher.

Seeing this, Xiaolan couldn't help but smile wryly: "Really, just bear with it a little longer, wait until after dinner... then we'll talk about it~"

Looking at the shy yet longing look on the face of the beautiful girl in front of him, who was wearing an apron and exuded a wifely aura, Wen Shui couldn't help but recall the scene in the manga that Senior Kosaka had lent him not long ago.

I really want to see Xiaolan wearing only an apron, lying on the stove, and then bully her from behind.

Of course, this is something that can only be fantasized about in one's mind. Given Xiaolan's shy personality and super strong fighting ability, she probably won't be able to achieve this in the short term.

Wen Shui even felt that Mrs. Kudo had a better chance of achieving this than Ran.

After all, Kudo Yukiko had taken the initiative to come over a few nights ago, and she was someone else's mother, so her acceptance level should be much higher than that of Ran, a girl with little experience, Wen Shui thought.

"Okay, then I'll help you. I can manage to chop vegetables, though." Wen Shui said, picking up a cabbage from the side and then skillfully finding a large razor-shaped shredder in the kitchen cabinet to start processing the cabbage.

With the help of warm water, Xiaolan made dinner much faster than expected.

After Kogoro Mouri's customer left, Conan also dropped his comic book and ran into the kitchen to join in the fun, only to be pulled over by Wen Shui to help him.

Throughout the conversation, Wen Shui kept asking Conan about his relationship with his mother and whether his father often went out for social events. Although Conan knew that Wen Shui didn't know about his shrinking body, he was still terrified by what he heard.

After having a meal at Ran's house, Wen Shui wanted to spend some time with Ran, but Ai Haibara kept calling him, saying she had something important to discuss with him.

I don't know if it was Conan's doing, or if Ai has already noticed that something is wrong between Ran and him.

Thinking of this, Wen Shui suddenly felt a headache coming on. The trouble with the Black Organization had not been resolved yet, and the entanglement between Ai Haibara and Shiraito Pharmaceutical had not been figured out. Now was definitely not the best time to confront them.

Sigh, I wonder how things are going with Vermouth. Wen Shui suddenly felt immense pressure.

In the end, Wen Shui didn't get to enjoy the belated dessert. He only gave Xiao Lan a farewell kiss when she saw him off downstairs.

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The next morning, Wen Shui was still half asleep when she was woken up by a piercing telephone ring.

Wen Shui reached for his phone on the bedside table, pressed the answer button but didn't put it to his ear. Instead, he chose to play it on speakerphone because he sensed a hint of murderous intent in the ringtone.

Sure enough, as soon as the call connected, Officer Sato's roar came through: "What the hell did you say to Inspector Megure? Why was I suddenly notified that I'm on leave?!"

Wen Shui was suddenly jolted awake, realizing she had almost forgotten about it. It seemed Inspector Megure was very efficient.

However, Miwako doesn't sound very happy; she probably wants to investigate the case.

Wen Shui sat up in bed and comforted her, "I didn't say anything. I just mentioned at the crime scene last time that you had dark circles under your eyes and hadn't been getting enough rest lately."

Sato Miwako gritted her teeth: "Damn it! I was almost able to find that little thief, and now I'm forced to take leave. I have to leave it to that brat Takagi to handle. You bastard!"

Wen Shui: "But I'm also worried about your health. What if you suddenly die one day from working so hard? And staying up late all the time will make your skin age faster, you rascal!"

Sato Miwako, on the other end of the phone, was immediately rendered speechless by Wen Shui's somewhat domineering concern.

Wen Shui thought for a moment and pressed her advantage: "By the way, we're going to a hot spring inn in Gunma Prefecture in a few days. Why don't you come with us?"

"A hot spring trip?" Miwako's tone softened slightly. "You didn't plan this all along, did you?"

Warm Water: "No, that's not true. But when Inspector Megure was chatting with me the other day, I did think about whether I should go out for a walk with you or something."

"Hmph, at least you have a conscience." Sato Miwako muttered under her breath. "Alright, then I'll go for a walk with you. Maybe clearing my mind will help me find a new angle on the case I'm working on."

Wen Shui yawned: "Then it's settled. I'll send you the time later."

"Okay, then you can go back to sleep." Miwako had obviously realized that Onami had been woken up.

Wen Shui looked displeased: "Why are you still sleeping? You've already killed my sleepiness. I think you did it on purpose."

Sato Miwako said with a grin, "Hehe, it was on purpose, what can you do about it?"

"I'll make you pay when we get to the hot spring hotel," Wen Shui said maliciously.