Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Wenshui and Haibara Ai also casually ordered two dishes, while Amuro Tooru took the extra menu back to the front desk.

Ding Dong!

The announcement at the restaurant entrance played pleasant music, and another man and woman entered the restaurant.

The man was exceptionally burly with a fierce-looking face, but he didn't seem very intelligent. His female companion wore square-framed glasses, and even in casual sportswear, her ample bosom was still visible.

When Wen Shui looked up, her expression immediately turned strange.

Sonoko Suzuki looked towards the doorway and said, "That person is huge, like a small mountain."

"Hmm, maybe it's an athlete," Xiaolan guessed.

"I don't know how his girlfriend can stand it," Sonoko Suzuki said curiously.

Xiaolan blushed: "Yuanzi, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ai Haibara noticed that Wen Shui's expression was off and comforted her, "Don't worry, Gin and Vodka are abroad these days. This person just looks like Vodka."

Wen Shui thought to herself, "Of course I know it's not vodka."

He recognized the two people standing at the door immediately as FBI agents Judy and Carmel.

Besides Carmel's easily recognizable figure, Ms. Judy's curvaceous figure even in sportswear, and her old-fashioned square-framed glasses, are also very distinctive.

When Wen Shui was young in her previous life, she watched Detective Conan and was shocked by the stunning figure of Jodie, who had just taken a bath, from the perspective of Conan and Heiji Hattori.

So it left a deep impression on me.

But then again, with so many people gathered here tonight, it feels like something bad is about to happen.

Just as she was thinking, Wen Shui suddenly noticed that Agent Judy, who had already walked towards her seat, was suddenly walking towards them.

Chapter 23 The Tragic Battlefield Triggered by the Slit-Mouthed Woman

Wen Shui just wanted to reminisce a little about her childhood.

Unexpectedly, after taking a few more glances, she attracted Ms. Judy. Although Judy Sterling was not teaching English at Didan yet and could not be called "teacher," Wen Shui was used to it and decided to accept the title in her heart.

Wen Shui adjusted his facial expression, preparing to deal with this excellent FBI agent.

"Hello, I'm Judy Starling, the editor of the 'Supernatural Files' column." Ms. Judy walked up to the group, her first words spoken in somewhat awkward Japanese.

"Supernatural Files?" Xiaolan looked at the woman who suddenly spoke to her with curiosity.

Ms. Judy adjusted her glasses: "That's right, this is a very popular paranormal program in Europe, and I'm the person in charge for the Asian region."

She paused, then continued, "My colleagues and I came here today to gather information about the 'Slit-Mouthed Woman' serial murders. Are you also here on an adventure?"

She clearly mistook Wen Shui and the others for young people who were drunk and looking for thrills near the murder site.

Xiaolan shook her head and politely introduced herself: "No, we are actually detectives, and we are here to investigate the murderer."

“That’s right, the Suzuran Detective Club refers to us,” Sonoko Suzuki added.

No one would know this name, and wasn't it said that it was renamed after being sponsored by the Suzuki Foundation? Wen Shui thought to herself.

"A detective?" Ms. Judy seemed surprised by this possibility, looking at them with delight. "Cool! You must have found some interesting clues, right?"

Wen Shui shook his head: "Sorry, we haven't found any valuable clues either."

"Don't worry, I won't let you help for nothing." Ms. Judy rested her hands on the edge of the table, her curves accentuated by her sportswear. She lowered her voice and said, "Our team will pay those who provide high-quality material!"

She leaned over, revealing a very friendly smile.

Wen Shui's gaze unconsciously fell on the other person's astonishing size, which was full of European and American female characteristics.

Then the woman next to her, who was one-quarter European, couldn't sit still anymore. Ai Haibara also subconsciously puffed out her chest, revealing a fullness under her black dress that was even more astonishing than Jodie's.

Xiao Lan, sitting opposite, was kicking the warm water under the table with all her might.

At least take off your shoes first, and no matter how much you attack me, I won't make your thing get bigger, Wen Shui thought.

Ms. Judy placed two Franklin bills on the table: "If you can provide more exciting news, the price will be even higher."

The girls all looked at the warm water.

Because Sonoko Suzuki and Ai Haibara don't have much desire for money, and although Ran comes from an average family, she is a very traditional woman who will actively seek the opinions of the men around her when it comes to money.

Wen Shui shook his head: "We really didn't find any clues, otherwise we wouldn't have come here to rest."

Although he is short of money, he doesn't really want to get involved with the FBI right now.

Although the FBI is portrayed as the righteous "good guys" in the Detective Conan story, in this parallel world, even Miwako Sato will exploit legal loopholes to deal with criminals.

Not to mention the corruption within the Metropolitan Police Department and the rampant black money politics in this country.

These are all parts that cannot be covered in the original "Detective Conan" manga, but which actually exist.

Wen Shui wasn't sure how accurately this part would be recreated in this timeline, but since he was now considered a semi-outsider of the Black Organization and had Sherry, an important scientist from the brewery, by his side, it was best to be as careful as possible.

Ms. Judy regretfully put the money away.

Then she took out a business card and handed it to Wen Shui, smiling as she said, "This is my business card. If you find any valuable clues, you can contact me."

Wen Shui looked at the colorful business card with the logo of the "Supernatural Files" program printed on it and nodded: "No problem."

Ms. Judy turned and left.

At this time, the food that Wen Shui and the others ordered arrived, but for some reason, Xiao Lan and Suzuki Sonoko both ordered a cup of papaya milk.

Ai Haibara picked up her juice, gently biting the straw, her face filled with an enigmatic confidence.

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"You think there's something wrong with that kid?" Andre Cameron's food hadn't arrived yet; there was only a menu on the table.

Ms. Judy shook her head: "It's not certain yet, but they said they're here to investigate the Slit-Mouthed Woman murder case."

Carmel dismissed it, casually picking up the menu: "You're being too suspicious. I think he's no different from those energetic kids we just met; they're all here looking for thrills."

Ms. Judy shook her head: "But the way he looked at me just now was a little strange."

“That’s strange. Didn’t you notice he’s surrounded by women?” Cameron looked at Wen Shui, who was chatting intimately with the girls. “He doesn’t seem to be investigating anything at all. I think he’s just using this as an excuse to pick up girls.”

Agent Carmel instinctively associated the lukewarm water with the people in his hometown who used playing rock and roll as an excuse to spend their days hanging out in bars and similar places.

Perhaps in this country, detectives are like rock bands—something that can attract girls.

Ms. Judy shook her head again: "But don't you think it's a coincidence? The reason we came here is because the criminal psychology experts in the department judged that the killer's next target might be in this area."

"Perhaps it's because the desserts here are delicious?" Carmel guessed.

"Don't underestimate the high school detectives in this country. The famous Shinichi Kudo even attracted the attention of headquarters, but he was later rejected because of his unstable personality," said Ms. Judy.

This was the first time Carmel had heard of this, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

However, he still doesn't believe that a kid who has only lived for a little over ten years, most of which was spent in an ivory tower, can have the same judgment as a criminal expert in the FBI.

With a tragic past and having been trained by the FBI since childhood, Andre Cameron has an inexplicable confidence in the FBI organization.

Seeing this, Judy didn't say much. She was only temporarily partnered with the other person, and their relationship wasn't particularly close.

Moreover, what Carmel said wasn't impossible. During their interactions, Judy also noticed that the boy's eyes were exceptionally sincere when he looked at her chest and the two banknotes.

He was also secretly playing around with the long-haired girl under the table.

At least in terms of behavior, it is very much in line with Carmel's judgment.

Ms. Judy changed the subject: "By the way, what happened when Detective James went to Metropolitan Police Department headquarters to meet with the higher-ups there?"

"No news. The Metropolitan Police Department is also at a loss." Carmel shook his head, then asked, "Speaking of which, is it really necessary for us to come all this way to investigate a murder case in another country?"

Judy was about to speak.

A waiter with dark blond hair rushed over with a cup of coffee, saying in a hurry, "I'm so sorry, the coffee machine broke down. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting... Ah!"

Amuro Tooru ran so fast that he spilled his coffee all over Cameron.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Amuro Tooru kept apologizing, and even took out tissues from his apron to wipe the other person's face.

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At the same time, Wen Shui, who was drinking a beverage, also looked over there.

Did Amuro Tooru realize something was wrong after all?

They even deliberately spilled coffee on the other person, and I wonder if there will be the classic "planting a listening device" segment. Wen Shui looked curiously at the commotion over there.

At this moment, Sonoko Suzuki suddenly said, "Warm Water, we're here to investigate a case. Don't let yourself be seduced by a strange woman."

Wen Shui thought to himself, "How could I be so casual? She really is quite knowledgeable," but he said aloud, "I'm observing and analyzing whether what she said is true or not."

Sonoko Suzuki looked incredulous.

Then, in order to get Wenshui's attention back, Sonoko started talking about the case again.

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It was almost 10 p.m. when we left the family restaurant.

The four members of the detective team split into two groups and began the second round of investigation.

Normally, Ran and Sonoko should be in one group, and he should be in another group with Ai Haibara. But somehow, Sonoko and Ran secretly decided to separate.

Nuwa guessed that Suzuki Sonoko probably wanted to help Ran by testing Ai Haibara's attitude and identity, and asking Ran some questions that Ran was too embarrassed to ask.

The group parted ways at the restaurant entrance and turned to walk in different directions.

The area is mostly residential, with old apartments and dilapidated detached houses lining both sides of the road, and very few shops. So the streets become quite deserted at night.

Wen Shui and Xiao Lan searched the area for half an hour but found no clues.

"Wen Shui-kun, where should we go next to investigate?" Perhaps because two of her companions were suddenly gone, Xiao Lan seemed a little uneasy and stayed close to Wen Shui.

Wen Shui took out the map and glanced at it: "Forget it, let's go to the park ahead to rest for a while, and ask the gardeners how they are doing."

Xiao Lan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded obediently.

The two walked along the empty street for about 5 minutes, and a small park with complete facilities came into view.

Cement sculptures shaped like dinosaurs, elephants, and turtles, painted in different colors, stand near the park entrance. Further inside are recreational facilities such as children's slides and seesaws.

The innermost part of the park is the fitness area, which has parallel bars, horizontal bars, and other simple fitness equipment.