Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

"It's not that. I just received a notification from above that the son of the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department's Superintendent has been kidnapped. Although we've always had a strained relationship with the Osaka Prefectural Police, this is still my jurisdiction."

If anything really happens to that kid, I'll definitely be implicated.

Everyone looked towards the distant mountains and leaves in the crowd.

Kazuha Toyama scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "Inspector Megure, you must have misunderstood. I just called Uncle Hattori, and he only said to ask two people he knows to help with the investigation. It doesn't need to involve such a big scene as a helicopter, does it?"

Sato Miwako, who was wiping the mud off her calves, explained with a smile, "Actually, the helicopter was specially dispatched to track down another hostage-taking case. We just stopped by the Kusukawa family to check on the situation."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the helicopter pilot waved goodbye to Inspector Megure and then flew away.

The street downstairs quickly returned to calm, and vehicles drove past Youjiuzhuang in an orderly manner.

“Officer Sato is right. The patrol officers in Beika Town said that while on patrol, they saw a young man with dark skin squatting here for a long time. They thought he was a thief, but after asking him, they found out that he was the son of the Osaka Prefectural Police Superintendent.” Inspector Megure explained why they were able to find this place so quickly.

Wen Shui glanced at the helicopter taking off and breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene just now looked like the climax of a Conan movie. He hadn't eaten enough that night and was worried about getting involved in some big incident, but it turned out he was just passing by.

However, to be fair, Tokyo's security situation is really terrible. We just finished dealing with a kidnapping case in the afternoon, and only a few hours later, a hostage situation occurred that required a helicopter to resolve.

"I see." After hearing the explanation, Toyama Kazuha suddenly understood.

However, although the acquaintance that Hattori Heiji asked for had arrived, Toyama Kazuha, who had just witnessed Kataoka Jun's kidnapping case, had no trust in the good-natured fat police officer in front of her.

Instead, she placed her hopes on Wen Shui, since it was Wen Shui who had just found the culprit hiding behind the scenes.

While Wenshui was explaining the current situation to Inspector Megure, Sato Miwako walked up to Ran, her eyes lighting up as she looked at the brown paper bag Ran was holding: "Oh, there are crepes to eat?"

"Officer Sato hasn't had dinner either, has he? I bought a lot, please don't be shy," Ran said with a smile.

Officer Sato reached in and grabbed a roasted chestnut crepe, ready to devour it.

Conan couldn't help but remind him, "Officer Sato, that's what Wen Shui-ge left over from eating; there are still teeth marks on it."

Sato Miwako glanced at it and sure enough, there were teeth marks on it. She smiled and said, "Oh dear, I didn't even notice until you pointed it out. I almost kissed the warm water indirectly."

As she spoke, Miwako calmly put the crepe back into the bag.

Ran, being a bit slow on the uptake, didn't grasp the problem in the other person's words. Instead, Yukiko Kudo revealed the look of a lioness on the savanna when facing an intruder.

Wenshui then led everyone back to Mr. Nanchuan's house. Since the only clue they had was that Hattori Heiji had stayed there for a long time, the best approach was to start their investigation from Nanchuan's house.

With the help of the Metropolitan Police Department, their actions became legal.

But just as Inspector Megure and Uncle Mori were about to break down the door, Nuku suddenly shouted:

"Wait a minute, look what's that?"

The two stopped and looked in the direction Wen Shui was pointing. They noticed a very inconspicuous piece of transparent tape at the bottom of the door, a clue that no one had noticed before.

Wen Shui pointed to the tape on the door and said, "This should have been left by Mr. Nan Chuan to make sure that no one entered the room when he left."

I suspect that Nanakawa's caution stems not only from his profession as a detective, but also from the important matter he discussed in the letter he sent to Hattori Heiji's father a few days ago.

Inspector Megure: "As expected of Wen Shui, you discovered a new clue right away."

Conan looked unhappy. He could tell at a glance that Wen Shui had already seen the clue, but just hadn't said anything.

Damn it, I lost to him again!

"But this tape doesn't prove anything, does it? We already know Hattori-nii was here." Conan was determined to get back at them.

“Indeed.” Wen Shui nodded, then changed the subject, “But one other thing is certain: Hattori Heiji should have passed by this house.”

As she spoke, Wen Shui reached out to grab the doorknob.

"Wait a minute." Sato Miwako stopped him. "Why are you being so reckless again? Be careful not to leave fingerprints."

Just when everyone thought she was going to open the door for Wen Shui, Officer Sato skillfully took out gloves from his pocket and handed them to Wen Shui, the action as natural as if the two had done it countless times before.

Ran and Yukiko Kudo couldn't help but show suspicious expressions.

Why put warm water on the gloves? Shouldn't the police handle this kind of situation themselves?

Sato Miwako's actions easily evoke the image of a "wife who doesn't want her man to lose face in public."

Wen Shui didn't think too much about it, because he had done this kind of thing countless times with Sato Miwako during the time they were investigating the Slit-Mouthed Woman. After putting on gloves, Wen Shui gently pushed the door open.

Just as Wen Shui had predicted, Hattori Heiji had indeed entered this room.

Furthermore, during the subsequent search, Wen Shui quickly discovered that there were marks on a sticky note on the table where the writing had penetrated the back of the paper.

After he filled the surface with color with a pencil, the dents immediately appeared in Kenbashi-cho, Ito-ya.

Although no one knows the meaning of these words, if we're not mistaken, Hattori Heiji's sudden disappearance is definitely related to this note.

After discussing it, everyone decided to head to Kenshō-chō immediately.

In order not to alert the enemy, Wenshui specifically instructed Inspector Megure not to bring anyone with him and to conduct the investigation privately.

Inspector Megure and Miwako Sato arrived by helicopter, without any other means of transportation. Fortunately, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department took the case very seriously, and Inspector Megure made a phone call to have two patrol motorcycles sent by nearby patrol officers.

Looking at Sato Miwako, dressed in an office lady pencil skirt and black high heels, riding her motorcycle with such a dashing and heroic air, Wen Shui couldn't help but feel a little tempted to try riding a motorcycle herself.

Sato Miwako also keenly noticed Onami's somewhat greedy gaze lingering on her legs.

"Warm Water Guy, how about trying out the speed of the police motorcycles?" Sato Miwako teased deliberately.

Warm water: "This..."

“He gets carsick, so we don’t need to,” Mrs. Kudo said with a smile, helping Wen Shui answer the question, and then pulled his arm toward the car.

Wen Shui muttered softly, "When did I ever get motion sickness on a motorcycle?"

“I was just talking nonsense, but I’m doing this for your own good,” Yukiko Kudo said. “Riding a motorcycle is too dangerous.”

Wen Shui looked at the puddle-filled road surface with a puzzled expression: "Is it because of the rain?"

"No, it's because of the look in your eyes just now that I might have been unable to resist bumping into you," Mrs. Kudo said bluntly.

Warm water: "..."

Wen Shui was speechless for a moment, but Mrs. Kudo's jealous look was quite cute. When no one was paying attention, Wen Shui lightly patted her plump, upturned buttocks.

A mesmerizing wave of flesh rolled and rippled.

"No, you can't do things that violate traffic rules," Wen Shui said sternly.

Yukiko Kudo glared angrily, but dared not speak out, her soft, trembling breasts heaving violently.

Chapter 305: Investigating a case with Ran and Mrs. Kudo, they suddenly stumble into a maid café.

Twenty minutes later, Wenshui and his group arrived at Kenshoshi Town.

This place isn't very big, but it's about half the size of Beika Town. It wouldn't be easy to conduct a thorough search for Hattori Heiji's whereabouts here. Moreover, considering the presence of the kidnappers, they can't make a big show of it.

So Inspector Megure and Miwako Sato parked their motorcycles in an inconspicuous spot and then split up with Nukumizu and the others to visit the households with the surname Ito.

There are 11 households named Ito in Kenshō-chō. The piece of paper found in the Kusukawa family's house only had the surname "Ito" written on it, so everyone had to investigate house by house.

I don't know if it was a trick of fate or just a coincidence.

Among the people Wen Shui was assigned to investigate was Misari Ito, whom he remembered.

The rain outside had subsided by then, and the drizzle meant that even without an umbrella, one wouldn't get wet for a short time. However, Xiaolan and the other girls still opened their umbrellas.

Uncle Mori led the way, while Conan kept his head down, seemingly deep in thought about the case.

However, the actual investigation revealed a less optimistic picture than anticipated.

"What, a boy with a Western accent? He's never come to visit me..."

"No Kansai-accented boys came to visit us today. Hmm, you wouldn't happen to be the sleeping Kogoro, would you?"

"I didn't see any Osaka kids. I'm busy today, so don't bother me again!"

After visiting several households named Ito without obtaining any useful clues, Uncle Mori became somewhat impatient.

"Hey, Mr. Wen Shui, do you think that note on the table was just something Mr. Kusukawa wrote casually?" Kogoro Mouri analyzed.

Wen Shui shook her head: "Probably not. The pencil marks on the table are obviously new. If it were Mr. Nan Chuan, there would be no need to use this method to look at the contents of the note."

"Let's continue, Ran. Where is the next family with the surname Ito?" Kogoro Mouri took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but did not light it.

Ran took out her phone and looked at the message Inspector Megure had sent: "It's on this street too, the owner of the house is named Misari Ito... Hmm, why does that name sound so familiar?"

"Hmm? Let me see." Uncle Mori leaned closer, but after looking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

Wen Shui smiled and said, "Maybe Xiao Lan's good luck this time will bring us new clues."

"I hope so." Xiaolan glanced at Toyama Kazuha, whose face was somewhat heavy, and sighed.

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Following the address on Xiaolan's phone, Wenshui and his group arrived at the door of Misari Ito's detached villa.

This place is significantly more spacious than the previous apartment buildings. The yard alone is half the size of Shinichi Kudo's family's yard, and it's filled with neatly trimmed flowers and plants.

The three-story building, composed of off-white and light purple tones, presents a sophisticated visual effect after being washed by rain, and it looks like it was built not long ago.

Xiaolan rang the doorbell, and a woman's calm voice quickly answered from inside.

Not long after, a plump woman wearing black-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses that looked very much like Eri Kisaki arrived at the door, carrying a Siamese cat in her arms.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Misari Ito asked, somewhat confused.

Kogoro Mouri: "Sorry to bother you, but a friend of mine's son had a fight with his girlfriend and ran away from home. He said he came here to find a friend named Ito. I don't know if you've seen a dark-skinned kid who speaks with an Osaka accent."

Uncle Mori took out the story he had prepared earlier.

The reason for saying this is to avoid unnecessary trouble. If we directly say that the person is missing, it might alert the kidnappers hiding in the shadows, which would be problematic.

Misa Ito's expression remained unchanged, as if she was thinking about something. Soon, she shook her head: "I'm really sorry, I stayed at home with my cat all afternoon. No one came to disturb me, and I didn't go out."

"Is that so?" The other person's calm reaction, coupled with the cat in their arms, made Kogoro Mouri subconsciously choose to believe them.

Mainly, he didn't think that a woman living in such a nice house and with such a scholarly air could be a kidnapper.

Just as the group was about to turn and say goodbye, Ran looked at the badge on Misari Ito's clothes and suddenly realized, "I remember now, my mother also has this badge on your chest. You must be the lawyer, Ms. Misari Ito?"

"Huh? No way." Kogoro Mouri was also taken aback.

Clearly, Uncle Mori also knew the name of this lawyer, Ito.

Conan and Kazuha were completely bewildered as they looked at the woman in front of them. Kazuha's hopes were dashed when she learned that the woman was an acquaintance of Ran.