Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

The two chased each other towards the changing room. After Yukiko Kudo took off her high heels, her two clean and smooth bare feet were quickly covered in dirt from the dust on the ground.

Fortunately, the models were changing clothes in the conference room on the other side today, so the private changing room was empty; otherwise, we would have been absolutely stunned by what we saw.

"Wait, don't run, this is it." Yukiko Kudo said breathlessly, one hand on her knee and the other holding her stiletto heels that she had taken off.

Wen Shui stopped and looked at the door in front of her: "Is this the one?"

Yukiko Kudo nodded, then put her high heels in one hand, turned the doorknob, and went inside.

Wen Shui naturally walked in and sat on the low stool where the models were changing clothes.

Standing at the door, Yukiko Kudo blinked and asked, "Why did you follow me in? I need to change my clothes. Aren't we going out for barbecue tonight?"

Wen Shui looked at her with a puzzled expression:

"Huh? Didn't you text me to come over just so I could watch you change clothes? Isn't this a reward for the post-battle settlement?"

"That won't do. How can simply changing clothes express my gratitude to you?" Kudo Yukiko sneered, walked over, and placed her fair and soft bare feet on her warm knees. She looked down at him with a queen-like indifference. "Lick them clean."

Chapter 301 The Disappearance of Hattori Heiji and the Downfall of Mrs. Kudo

In the lobby of the fashion exhibition, Yukiko Kudo's sudden appearance brought the atmosphere of the fashion show to a climax. Even though she had been gone for a long time, the audience and reporters present were still talking about topics related to Yukiko Kudo.

After watching Ms. Kudo's fashion show, Kazuha Toyama suddenly thought of her childhood friend and took out her phone to call Heiji Hattori.

The phone rang and rang until it automatically disconnected, but no one answered.

Kazuha pouted and said angrily, "That Heiji guy, if he's going to investigate a case, he should at least send us a message first."

Xiaolan, who was sitting next to her, asked curiously, "What's wrong, Kazuha?"

"Heiji's phone might be on silent. That guy, he knew we were going to have dinner together tonight, why didn't he send a message before investigating?"

Ran's expression changed slightly, and she said with some worry, "Could something have happened to Hattori-kun? Didn't he say he was going to investigate Mr. Kusunoki's disappearance when he left this morning?"

Kazuha Toyama thought for a moment, then shook her head: "Probably not. Heiji often does that. He doesn't like being interrupted when he's investigating a case, so he puts his phone on silent..."

Oh, and he also flips his baseball cap around. Ugh, always trying to look cool with those useless things.

Because of her previous habitual thinking, Kazuha Toyama did not consider the possibility that Heiji Hattori would be kidnapped. This was thanks to the quick thinking of the female lawyer "Misari Ito" who kidnapped Heiji Hattori, who did not turn off the phone she had taken.

Ran smiled but didn't respond to Toyama Kazuha's teasing.

Kazuha Toyama blinked and asked curiously, "So, Ran, does your childhood friend have any habits when investigating cases?"

Ran thought back for a moment, and then she was surprised to find that her memories of Shinichi Kudo seemed to have faded a lot. If she tried hard to recall, only her childhood memories were relatively clear, while her memories of her adulthood became less clear.

"What's wrong, Xiaolan?" Yuanshan and Ye Wen asked.

Ran snapped out of her daze and shook her head: "It's nothing. Shinichi always leaves me behind when he's investigating a case. The only thing I can remember is being alone at the amusement park, queuing up with a bunch of couples for ice cream."

"That's really terrible." Toyama Kazuha sighed. "Actually, I'm in a similar situation. Heiji, that blockhead, always brings up the case whenever we go out to play."

Xiaolan comforted her, "Maybe all detectives are like that."

At that moment, Kogoro Mouri, who was sitting next to him, suddenly stood up and waved his handkerchief at the model walking towards them: "Look over here, beautiful lady, I am the famous detective Kogoro Mouri..."

Kazuha Toyama scratched his head awkwardly.

Xiaolan's lips twitched slightly: "Uh, my dad used to be a criminal police officer, so he's a bit special compared to ordinary detectives."

After saying that, Xiaolan pulled Uncle Mori down: "Dad, there are a lot of reporters here, please be mindful of the situation!"

Kogoro Mouri looked reluctantly at the female model walking backstage: "Damn it, why did you pull me back? That lady looks a bit like a character from Yoko's TV drama, didn't you notice?"

Xiaolan picked up the canned coffee next to the chair and crushed the can with one hand: "It might make the newspaper. If Mom sees you doing this in the newspaper, she'll definitely be angry, right?"

Uncle Mori broke out in a cold sweat and said somewhat guiltily, "Hmph, really, it's not uncommon to come to an occasion like this, so it's okay to be a little unrestrained."

"Alright, Uncle, let Heiji keep you company for a few more drinks tonight," Kazuha Toyama advised.

Although Hattori Heiji is not yet of legal drinking age, he is the son of the Osaka Prefectural Police Superintendent, so he can completely disregard this rule. In fact, Hattori Heizo and his wife Hattori Shizuka would encourage their son to learn to drink early so that he could get to know the younger generation who might one day control the country at banquets attended by various zaibatsu and politicians.

Of course, compared to Conan, Heiji Hattori is actually quite law-abiding.

After all, Heiji Hattori did not fly planes or yachts without a license, nor did he regularly inject innocent middle-aged men with anesthetics.

Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri's eyes immediately lit up. He glanced at the time and said, "I think it's about time. When I came in, I saw that the fashion show was going to run until 8 p.m. Should we go backstage to say hello to Ms. Sachiko Yamazaki and invite them to come and have some barbecue too?"

Xiaolan looked at her father suspiciously: "You wouldn't be trying to take this opportunity to get the contact information of that model from earlier, would you?"

"It wouldn't hurt to invite him as well," Uncle Mori said.

"No, I refuse." Ran directly rejected Kogoro Mouri's request.

Kogoro Mouri pursed his lips: "By the way, why hasn't Heiji Hattori arrived yet? I made an appointment with the yakiniku restaurant at nine o'clock. Did that kid get lost?"

"He might be investigating a case. I'll call him again after the fashion show," said Kazuha Toyama.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man dressed in a fashion show staff uniform came over and said that someone at the door claimed to be a family member of Kogoro Mouri and was being stopped from entering the venue.

Ran and Kazuha initially thought it was Heiji Hattori who had come looking for them, but when they got to the door, they found that it was Conan who had come.

"Isn't the Junior Detective Club supposed to have a strategy meeting tonight? Why did you come here?" Ran asked.

Conan scratched his head and grinned foolishly: "I wanted to eat barbecue with Uncle Mori more, so I sneaked away."

"It's not good to abandon your companions like this," Xiaolan said, hands on her hips.

Conan: "I'll apologize, but Ran-neechan, please let me eat the barbecue with you."

Perhaps moved by Conan's desire for food, Ran sighed and said, "Alright, then let's eat more meat tonight."

Conan smiled brightly. Actually, he hadn't come for the barbecue at all; he was just a little worried about Yukiko Kudo's situation.

Also, Heiji Hattori said he wanted to share the progress of the investigation into Mr. Kusukawa, but Heiji Hattori hasn't sent him a single message since they parted this morning, and he didn't answer the phone just now, which made Conan feel uneasy.

After returning to the fashion show hall, Conan's unease intensified when he didn't see Nukumizu and Yukiko Kudo.

"Wen Shui-gege, you've been in the bathroom for way too long!" Conan tried to divert everyone's attention with a topic. Perhaps because he often did this kind of thing at crime scenes, he was very skilled at it.

Xiaolan frowned slightly: "That's true. Could that guy have gotten involved in some case too?"

Xiaolan picked up her phone and dialed Wenshui's number.

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If we rewind a bit, when Conan was rushing here by car, Wen Shui was already facing a difficult choice.

The bare feet on his knees were delicate and small, with pale blue veins faintly visible beneath the almost transparent white skin. The neatly trimmed toenails were painted an alluring red, and a pleasant fragrance wafted into the warm water's nostrils.

If you ignore the dust on Mrs. Kudo's feet, at first glance it looks a bit like a cream cake decorated with strawberries.

Unfortunately, she had run barefoot the whole way, and she was so dirty that it didn't really whet anyone's appetite.

Honestly, at least wipe it clean before sending it over.

Wen Shui slapped away Kudo Yukiko's little foot and said disdainfully, "Who would lick something like this? Take it away."

"Huh, she actually refused?" Yukiko Kudo seemed a little surprised, but she obediently moved her leg away, then walked barefoot to the table where her bag was, took out a cleaning wipe and threw it into the warm water.

Warm Water: "What now?"

"Help me clean up, my back hurts a bit and it's uncomfortable to bend over," Yukiko Kudo said, blushing. Then she moved a stool over and put her ankles on her warm thighs.

Wen Shui looked speechless: "Why didn't you just not chase after me?"

"Who told you to say those infuriating things? Anyone would have been unable to resist, right?" Yukiko pouted and gently wiggled her snow-white little feet.

I opened the package of the cleaning wipes with warm water, took out one wipe, pressed it against Yukiko Kudo's feet, and then gently wiped them.

To Wen Shui's surprise, after wiping his feet, Kudo Yukiko still kicked him out, which made Wen Shui feel a little resentful.

However, the thought that even Xiaolan, with whom he had already done more intimate things, would blush and push him out of the room when changing clothes made Wen Shui feel a little better.

Not long after, Yukiko Kudo opened the door to the changing room on her own initiative.

Mrs. Kudo, who appeared before Wen Shui, had changed back into her previous outfit. The miniskirt and pure white shirt made her look as if she were ten years younger. The black over-the-knee socks, just like those worn by Ran and the others, covered her slender legs, adding a touch of girlish charm to her.

"What, you've never seen me wear this kind of clothes before?" Yukiko looked at Wenshui's stunned expression with a hint of smugness.

Wen Shui: "No, it's just that I'm not used to this style all of a sudden."

Yukiko smiled slightly: "So which one do you think is more attractive?"

“Then it’s more attractive to be naked.” Wen Shui said without thinking, and then Kudo Yukiko punched her on the head with her little fist.

"Don't treat me like Conan, you idiot," Wen Shui complained.

Yukiko Kudo snorted coldly: "Conan may be a bit mischievous, but at least he wouldn't say such rude things to me."

Wen Shui thought to herself, "Of course! If Conan really said that, then that would be the core of the protagonist's worldview."

"Alright, let's go back. The performance is probably over soon," Yukiko Kudo said, starting to walk out.

Wen Shui braced himself against the doorframe, blocking her way. He asked in confusion, "Is that all?"

"Yes, Ms. Yamazaki Sachiko said we can just leave the clothes here and go straight back," Yukiko Kudo said, feigning ignorance.

Wen Shui: "No, you called me over just to have me change clothes with you, and through the door no less? What about the reward for talking to me after the battle?"

"As a reward, you can spend time alone with a retired female idol. How about it? Tempted?" Yukiko smiled mischievously and bent down to crawl out from under Wen Shui's arm.

Wen Shui immediately stopped her and carried her in a princess carry: "Of course I'm tempted, but how can I not take action after being tempted?"

Wen Shui slipped into the room and then closed the door with her body.

"Ugh~"

Yukiko Kudo first let out a gasp, and then her soft lips were covered by warm water, leaving her only able to make weak moaning sounds.

After a long-awaited deep kiss, Wen Shui gazed affectionately at Mrs. Kudo in his arms: "You seem to have gained weight?"

"Damn it, if you can't speak properly, shut up!"

Yukiko Kudo gritted her teeth and was about to pounce on him.

Seeing her angry expression, Wen Shui realized she might have been right. No wonder she suddenly became more diligent about going for a run at night the day before yesterday; it turned out she had a problem with her weight management.

Wen Shui quickly changed the subject: "But I think being a little chubby is good too, chubby is cute... Ouch, don't bite me!"

Yukiko Kudo grabbed Wen Shui's arm and bit him, leaving shallow teeth marks on his skin.

"If you call me fat again, I'll throw you off the 30th floor." Yukiko Kudo glared at him. "Put me down right now."

Wen Shui thought to herself, "So this lady is a Beika citizen who likes to dump bodies from high-rise buildings. That's a bit dangerous."