Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

I haven't even touched Xiaolan's hand yet, and that bastard Wenshui actually dared to...

Uncle Mori, seeing this, also realized what was happening. He picked up the bottle beside him and angrily said, "Damn it, Ran, you weren't... done to by that kid...?"

The two seemed to have the same idea.

The innocent Xiaolan tilted her head, looking at the two of them with a puzzled expression, while at the same time picking up a tuna sushi and putting it in her mouth.

Chapter 22 Instructions for Using the Xiao Ai Brand Pillow

The misunderstanding was caused by Xiaolan accidentally saying the wrong thing.

Conan called Shiho Miyano late at night, questioning whether she had been seriously helping to look after his childhood friend, and even threatened to refuse to have his blood drawn.

So the next morning.

Wen Shui woke up in the bedroom and, as soon as she opened her eyes, saw Ai Haibara standing at the head of the bed, wearing a black dress.

Her fair and delicate skin looked even more captivating against the backdrop of the black fabric.

"You're wearing black today, it really suits your style," Wen Shui said, squinting her eyes and speaking in a sleepy tone.

Ai Haibara looked at him coldly: "You often dream about me?"

"What are you talking about? Don't you always come to my dreams on your own initiative, and you even wear strange clothes?" Wen Shui didn't realize the difference between dreams and reality, probably because she was too tired lately.

Ai Haibara had already picked up the alarm clock from the bedside table.

Then, feeling that the quantity was insufficient, they replaced it with a vase.

"But speaking of which, you look much prettier today than before, almost as beautiful as that cold, aloof witch in the real world." Wen Shui rubbed her eyes.

Suddenly, she realized that the Ai Haibara in front of her was exceptionally real.

Whether it was the porcelain-like white and delicate skin texture or the faint fragrance wafting towards him, it all gave him a sense of being there.

Because it's summer, and there's no air conditioning at home, we usually sleep with the windows open and curtains to block out the light.

The wind rustled the white curtains, and sunlight streamed in through the gaps, casting irregular patterns of light on her smooth, shapely legs.

Warm Water, hovering between dreams and reality, is extremely relaxed at this moment. She can even summon Agumon in her bedroom with her willpower, all in this relaxed and comfortable atmosphere.

He was like a cat attracted by a cat toy.

He couldn't resist gently grabbing a handful of the shimmering light spots on Ai Haibara's slender, beautiful legs.

It feels incredibly soft; you can sink your fingers into its snow-white skin with almost no effort. The excessively delicate touch makes you subconsciously pull back, unwilling to disturb the beauty of this work of art before you.

But then again, isn't this feel a bit too realistic? Even when I was mistaken for a fried shrimp and fell into the abyss, it didn't feel this satisfying.

"abnormal!!!!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the apartment building.

Meanwhile, next to the utility pole in front of the apartment building, Xiaolan and Yuanzi, who were using their phone maps to find Wenshui's address, looked up in the direction from which the scream came.

Xiaolan: "Okay, it seems like we don't need to look anymore."

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After washing up, Wen Shui and Shu sat on the sofa in the living room.

Ai Haibara sat on the other side of the sofa with her legs crossed. This time, she didn't come in wearing high heels, but was barefoot.

Her fair and soft bare feet swayed gently in mid-air, stirring up a faint fragrance.

The situation was similar a week ago, but the relationship between the two had changed dramatically.

Wen Shui said with dissatisfaction, "How did you get in? If you do this again, I'm going to change the locks."

"I knocked on the door, but you were sleeping too soundly, and there was a suspicious-looking old man staring at me from the window while I was standing in the hallway," Ai Haibara explained briefly.

I see. I guess I've been too tired lately.

Wen Shui got into a fight yesterday and then spent half the day at the Metropolitan Police Department. After returning home, she simply cooked a bowl of noodles and went to sleep. After midnight, the phrase "Everyone is an armored knight" started to take effect again.

Wen Shui thought he might have fainted from hunger.

Just thinking about this made his stomach rumble.

Seeing this, Ai Haibara took out a food box from behind her back. Inside were delicate pastries: "I bought these at the pastry shop yesterday. They even have the shop's pattern on them."

Wen Shui felt that she was implying that he should throw away her lunchbox.

Ai Haibara picked up a pastry, broke it in half, ate one half herself, and put the other half on a plate.

The more she tried to calm herself, the more guilty she felt. Maybe the person who brought her lunchbox last time was really trying to ease the tension between them.

No, it could also be the tactics of a bad woman.

The warm water suppressed the guilt in my heart, and I picked up a piece of pastry, put it in my mouth, and chewed it gently.

The sweet but not cloying cream flavor spreads in your mouth, a taste only a pastry shop could make.

"Why did you come to see me so early in the morning?" Wen Shui asked while eating, perhaps to make up for his guilt last time, he ate with extra care.

Ai Haibara hesitated for a moment, then said, "You should know that Shinichi Kudo and I also have a collaborative relationship, right?"

"I know, I saw it at Dorobiga Amusement Park that day." Wen Shui picked up another pastry, the name of which she didn't know, and popped it into her mouth.

Ai Haibara: "Then you should also know that Ran Mouri is his childhood friend, right?"

Wen Shui frowned slightly, vaguely guessing that Conan's jealous nature had kicked in, and asked, "What's wrong? Did he contact you?"

Ai Haibara hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Shinichi Kudo suspects that you fed Ran something strange."

"Something strange?" Wen Shui looked at her in confusion.

A rare blush flashed across Ai Haibara's face as she hesitated to speak.

Wen Shui suddenly realized that perhaps the misunderstanding stemmed from the crumpled paper that Xiao Lan ate yesterday. So he told Haibara Ai about the misunderstanding that had happened yesterday.

Ai Haibara looked at him speechlessly: "I see. That's quite in line with your usual style."

"What kind of talk is that?" Wen Shui slammed her hand on the table in dissatisfaction.

"You were eating random things in the music room last time." Ai Haibara's expression remained unchanged as she picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.

She was probably referring to the incident where she accidentally ate the fried shrimp.

"By the way, if I really develop feelings for Xiaolan, whose side would you be on?" Wen Shui asked curiously.

Without hesitation, Ai Haibara replied, "Of course I'm on Ran's side."

"Huh? I thought you two didn't get along." Wen Shui said in surprise.

"I don't really have any improper relationship with Shinichi Kudo." Ai Haibara rolled her eyes at him. "Besides, you've misunderstood. Whether it's you or Shinichi Kudo, if you have any further thoughts, I will find a way to break you up."

What a terrifying woman.

Wen Shui thought to herself, "How could I possibly think of breaking up a loving couple?"

Ai Haibara seemed to sense his thoughts: "Have you forgotten your current situation? Don't think of the Black Organization as a yakuza group like the Majima Group."

When the Black Organization gets serious, they really will erase everything in this world that's connected to you. I am…”

She didn't finish her last sentence, but Wen Shui knew she was talking about her parents.

Wen Shui said seriously, "Actually, I already made it clear to Xiao Lan yesterday that I have no plans to be in a relationship for the time being. I plan to deal with the Black Organization problem first before considering anything else."

"Did I already say that? I'm starting to look at you in a new light, Numizu-kun." Ai Haibara gave her an approving look. "If people like us get too entangled with others, we'll only hurt them."

Relaxed, Ai Haibara reached for the pastries in the food box.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became harmonious.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Wen Shui got up to open the door, but before he even reached the entryway, he heard Suzuki Sonoko calling out from outside in the tone of an Osaka detective from a movie:

"Listen up, Mr. Wen Shui inside. We have evidence of your crimes. If you choose to resist, a missile will be hitting your head in 5 seconds."

Did they just load a missile directly?

And 5 seconds is way too short, do you want to die with me?

Wenshui opened the door, and Suzuki Sonoko and Xiaolan appeared in the doorway, both dressed casually today.

Xiaolan wore a sweatshirt and super short denim shorts, her long and straight cartoon-like legs were very charming, and her fair little feet in white strappy sandals were also very cute.

Sonoko Suzuki was wearing a tank top, and her headband was the same light yellow color as her clothes.

"Why are you here?" Wen Shui asked.

Xiao Lan was carrying a food box. She smiled and said, "Dad ordered sushi yesterday, but we couldn't finish it, so I thought I'd bring it to you to try."

"You're too kind, please come in." Wen Shui ushered the two inside.

When Ran and Sonoko saw Ai Haibara, they didn't seem too surprised.

Ai Haibara used the same excuse as Ran: she had an abundance of pastries at home and wanted to bring them over for him to try.

This made Wen Shui feel like a stray cat, waiting to be fed by a passing pretty girl.

Since Sonoko Suzuki hadn't brought anything, she volunteered to make the tea.

However, with four people, the sofa in the living room would be a bit cramped, since Wen Shui's sofa isn't actually that big.

So the group moved all their belongings to the low table in the bedroom, sat on the tatami mats, and enjoyed the warm morning sunlight while drinking tea and eating snacks.

The atmosphere in the room was very harmonious.

"By the way, since everyone's here today, why don't we go investigate the Slit-Mouthed Woman?" Wen Shui suddenly suggested.

The main reason is that in last night's case, the Slit-Mouthed Woman killed the victim for the first time, which made Wen Shui think that she might be able to find some clues from this abnormal behavior.

Besides, he now has a talisman given to him by Miwako Sato, so he might as well use it.

"Is the investigation going to happen today?" Xiaolan's expression instantly changed from enjoying the sunshine to a faint unease.

Sonoko Suzuki, on the contrary, was full of enthusiasm: "Yay! The newspaper this morning reported that the Slit-Mouthed Woman killed her first target, and the media even speculated that it was all because her retirement pension was too low."

"You read the newspaper every morning?" Wen Shui asked curiously.

He felt that Sonoko Suzuki and something like a morning newspaper were completely unrelated; she'd be more like a bishoujo magazine.

"You seem to be thinking something very rude," Sonoko Suzuki said in an unfriendly tone.