Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

The commotion caught Kogoro Mouri's attention. Under her father's watchful eye, Ran blushed and punched both Wen Shui and Conan on the head. Then she walked over, grabbed Kazuha Toyama's arm, and walked away without looking back.

Conan looked at Wen Shui speechlessly. Why did he get beaten up too?

With a look of shared indignation, Wen Shui said to Conan, "Ran-chan's temper is really bad."

"You can't call me Ran-chan, that's a name only I can use!" Conan said angrily, tugging at Wen Shui's arm.

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As they spoke, Wen Shui and her group walked down the corridor to the vicinity of the restroom.

Several people who looked like reporters were smoking and chatting in the corridor outside the restroom. The smell of smoke was rather unpleasant. In a corner not far away, a female model was making a phone call with a sweet expression.

Yukiko Kudo was still standing in front of the sink, rinsing her hands with water.

Wen Shui was shocked, thinking that this woman was being too dramatic. It had been about twenty minutes since he left, and she was still washing her hands.

Ran walked over and asked, "Miss Kudo, are you... injured in your hand?"

"Ah, it's Ran." Yukiko was startled, then smiled. "No, I accidentally touched something dirty while changing in the fitting room, so I washed it a few more times."

"Yes, I see."

Ran looked down at Kudo's fair and delicate hands, feeling they were prettier than most of the girls in her class. Crystal-clear water droplets clung to her skin, and her slender fingers were like white jade, full of artistry.

No wonder he's a retired idol with immense popularity; he's maintained his physique remarkably well.

Xiaolan suddenly realized that the skin on her hands might become rough soon because she cooks every day, and she felt a little uneasy.

"Something dirty? Could it be bugs?" Toyama Kazuha asked curiously.

Yukiko Kudo narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly, "I didn't see it clearly at the time either, but it was probably just a small insect."

She deliberately emphasized the word "small".

This made Wen Shui look a little unhappy. It's obviously a big deal, you were just startled.

Kogoro Mouri then interrupted the conversation, explaining to Yukiko that Heiji Hattori had gone missing. In the end, they decided to take a taxi to Yukiko's apartment to pick up her car, and then drive together to Beikacho.

After saying goodbye to Sachiko Yamazaki and Shigeru Kataoka, Nukumizu and his group came out of the fashion show venue and stood by the roadside to flag down a car.

Perhaps because the area is a commercial district, and it was the time when couples were deciding whether to go home or to a love hotel after their date, Xiaolan and Uncle Maoli couldn't hail a taxi after trying for a long time.

"Damn it, I should have just asked Mr. Kataoka to take us back," Kogoro Mouri grumbled.

Xiaolan: "Dad, they were just being polite. There are so many things to do after the fashion show, it's not good to keep bothering them."

Listening to the father and daughter's daily arguments, Wen Shui came to Mrs. Kudo, whose face was cold and like an ice sculpture, and whispered, "Hey, why do you look so unhappy?"

Yukiko Kudo glanced at him, her eyes conveying the message, "Stay away from me, you bug."

Wen Shui cried out in protest: "You were the one who grabbed me, and you even washed your hands for ages. You've really hurt my feelings."

"Who...who told you to stick your tongue in? I...I was worried you'd take advantage of me, so I was taking precautions," Yukiko said, blushing.

Wen Shui couldn't help but click her tongue. Was it because she was afraid of being cut by swords that she deliberately held the blade with her hand?

That's ridiculous. Besides, he didn't get Yukiko's hands dirty like he did with Ran this morning. Why the big reaction?

Wen Shui looked unhappy and watched the passing traffic without saying a word.

Yukiko Kudo was also in a state of turmoil because she had "accidentally" touched something that didn't belong to her. However, when she saw that Nuwa had put on a cold face, a faint fear welled up in her heart.

Is he... really angry?

Chapter 303 Accidentally Caused Yukiko Kudo to Develop PTSD

Is that kid Wen Shui angry?

The moment the thought popped into her head, Yukiko Kudo couldn't help but sternly warn herself that this was wrong. Judging from Nuwa's past behavior patterns, this kid was definitely playing hard to get.

But looking at the indifferent expression on Wen Shui's face, Kudo Yukiko felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out, and a strong sense of unease enveloped her mind.

An inexplicable sense of dependence kept welling up from the depths of my heart.

Ultimately, the idea formed that "if this boy gets angry, the consequences will be severe."

While everyone's attention was focused on the passing taxis, Yukiko Kudo walked over and nudged Wen Shui with her elbow: "Hey, why are you being so stingy? I'm not really complaining about you."

A hint of joy flashed in Wen Shui's eyes.

But just as he was about to speak, Yukiko Kudo interrupted him, saying, "What I mean is, our relationship... we can't do that kind of thing."

The lukewarm water was startled.

He was about to leave after receiving a call from Xiaolan, but you rushed over and pinned me against the locker room door.

Were all those things you just did within the bounds of our current relationship?

Yukiko Kudo knew that her words were untenable, but she had no choice but to say them anyway, otherwise, where would her dignity as an elder be?

However, when she met Wen Shui's sharp eyes, Yukiko couldn't help but recall the details that had just happened in the locker room.

Her small, delicate ears, hidden beneath her long, curly hair, turned bright red instantly.

Seeing his wife's anxious and helpless expression, Wen Shui couldn't bear to upset her any further: "Alright, I understand. Next time, I'll be more careful to control your emotions and prevent you from doing anything that goes beyond our relationship."

Yukiko Kudo turned her head to the side, her delicate eyelashes fluttering twice.

Although his tone was sincere, something about the content felt off.

What does it mean to pay attention to controlling my emotions?

Am I your pet? Shouldn't you be more mindful of your emotions? Yukiko Kudo couldn't help but think to herself.

Because she always felt that the reason she lost her composure just now was because Wen Shui had deliberately made the topic very ambiguous, and the dressing room was an enclosed space, which could easily make people lose control. Didn't this bastard know that?

He absolutely did it on purpose.

At this moment, Xiaolan flagged down a taxi and invited them to get in together.

Yukiko Kudo's initial desire to debate with Nukumizu again was suppressed.

After taking a taxi back to their rented room in Onamizu, they transferred to Yukiko Kudo's car and headed towards Beika Town.

After the car entered Beika Town, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky, and the car windows were quickly covered with a layer of fine water droplets, which, when illuminated by the colorful neon lights on the street, presented a very charming color.

However, judging from the extent of the water accumulation on the ground, the rain may have started as early as the afternoon, and it was quite heavy.

"Uncle, you didn't bring an umbrella today. Didn't you get wet in the rain?" Wen Shui asked curiously.

Kogoro Mouri: "I bought an umbrella at a convenience store, but I gave it to someone else before getting into the taxi."

"Dad, although umbrellas aren't expensive, please consider our family's financial situation," Xiaolan couldn't help but scold.

Uncle Mori: "There's nothing I can do. That guy said he was just fired from his company and is now rushing to apply for another job. He looks very anxious."

Xiaolan sighed: "Oh, I see. Then why don't you take him part of the way in a taxi, Dad?"

Kogoro Mouri crossed his arms and said with dissatisfaction, "No matter what I do, it's wrong, isn't it? I feel like you're deliberately picking on me?"

“But Mom taught us that we should show a certain degree of kindness to strangers,” Xiaolan said.

“Eri isn’t here now, but what your father told you is the common sense that ‘even seemingly insignificant strangers could be henchmen of human trafficking rings,’” Kogoro Mouri righteously refuted Eri Kisaki’s statement.

"Dad, you're so cold." Xiaolan moved a little closer to the warm water.

At this moment, Kazuha Toyama, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That's so nice, Ran-chan. Your relationship with your father is the best I've ever seen."

"No, not really. I'm actually quite troubled too. I go to the pachinko parlor several times a month, and sometimes I even have to go to the police station to carry my drunk father home..." Ran began to recount her daily life as if it were her own treasure, making Toyama Kazuha laugh.

"Xiao Lan, there are outsiders here, and you don't need to remember everything so meticulously."

Kogoro Mouri blushed and couldn't help but retort.

After entering Beika Town, Yukiko Kudo, under the direction of Kazuha Toyama, drove to an area near an apartment building. The apartment buildings here were noticeably older than the low-rent apartment in the Numizu family's house.

The bottom part of the wall is still made of wood veneer, and the outdoor staircase leading to the second floor is made of pure iron railings, which have turned rusty after being corroded by rainwater.

"This should be it. I see a sign for Hatosou." Kogoro Mori looked out through the rain-soaked car window.

Kazuha Toyama: "Yes, Mr. Kusukawa's house is room 202."

Yukiko Kudo parked the car on the side of the road, and everyone went up to the second floor with umbrellas. There, they found a note stuck on the door of room 202.

I should be back before noon. Please leave any mail with the landlord, Nanchuan.

Wen Shui looked at Yuan Shan and Ye: "Was there this note on the door when you came yesterday?"

“No, when Heiji and I came here yesterday, the door was locked. We knocked for a long time but no one answered, so we gave up,” Toyama Kazuha said.

Wen Shui squinted and analyzed, "So, this paper was posted here by Mr. Nan Chuan at noon, and if it hasn't been taken down yet, it means he hasn't come back?"

“But if it’s really as you guessed, that kid from Osaka…” Kogoro Mouri pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up, “Could it be that he found no one here and went off somewhere to play pachinko?”

Ran: "Dad, Hattori-kun would never be like you, going off to play pachinko halfway through investigating a case."

"I was just saying it offhand, why are you taking it so seriously?" Kogoro Mouri muttered to himself.

Wen Shui's gaze fell on the square note pasted on the door, where there was a faint mark: "No, Hattori must have been here today. Look, isn't this mark the mark on his hat?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the warm water's fingers, and Xiaolan thoughtfully took out her phone to help provide light.

Indeed, as Wen Shui said, there is a damp mark on the door, which has been preserved to this day because it is a wooden door and the weather has been raining.

After taking a look, Kazuha Toyama looked at Wenshui with some surprise: "It's true! Wenshui-kun, you actually remember this pattern. I thought no one would notice Heiji's baseball cap."

As if triggered by some automatic reaction, Ran and Yukiko Kudo both frowned slightly in unison.

However, the two of them quickly returned to their normal state.

"It's nothing." Wen Shui smiled. "I guess Hattori didn't bring an umbrella, and his hat got wet and left a mark on the door. Look, there's a mark on the bottom of the door that's almost as tall as Conan. He must have made that mark when he got impatient and squatted down by the door."

Everyone crouched down to take a look, and sure enough, there was an identical mark.

Although Wenshui discovered through details that Hattori Heiji had indeed been here and stayed for a long time, she was currently unable to contact him by phone, and the situation suddenly became deadlocked again.

After thinking for a moment, Kogoro Mouri decided to call a few gamblers he knew to ask if they had seen Mr. Kusukawa at a casino or pachinko parlor today.

Ran glanced at the time, worried that everyone was hungry, so she went with Toyama Kazuha to a nearby restaurant to buy food.

Wen Shui took this opportunity to recall information related to the case.

Not long after, Ran and Kazuha returned here carrying a brown paper bag filled with bread.

"Will you eat here or go back to the car to eat?" Xiaolan asked.