Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Kind-hearted Kazuha-chan began to pray again that Uncle Mori and the others would be entangled in the clues and not come back so soon.

Because of her father being a police superintendent and her childhood friend Heiji Hattori, Kazuha Toyama was overly protected from a young age. Almost all the negative information she could come into contact with was kept out of her life.

So the distant mountains and leaves, pure as a blank sheet of paper, were immediately stunned by this scene.

As time went by, Toyama Kazuha's consciousness began to waver.

She even had a vague feeling that the person being bullied by the warm water was not Xiaolan, but herself, and she even felt a kind of "phantom pain" on her skin.

Oh God, just kill me already!

However, just as Xiaolan thought, she had gone to bed too late yesterday, and a feeling of exhaustion washed over her.

Kazuha Toyama groaned inwardly, then drifted off to sleep again.

But things didn't end that simply. In her dream, Kazuha Toyama returned to the school's practice area. She changed into her usual aikido training clothes and was preparing to do stretching exercises.

The door to the practice field was suddenly pulled open.

Wen Shui, who was also wearing practice clothes, walked in.

"Warm-Warm Water-kun?" Kazuha Toyama's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. "What are you doing here? And wearing our school's training uniform?"

Wen Shui said tenderly, "Of course it's because you transferred here. Kazuha-chan was stretching just now, right? I happen to be good at that."

"No need, I can do it myself." Toyama Kazuha shook her head and refused.

Then she quickly realized that she seemed to have lost control of her body and could only watch helplessly as Wen Shui walked up to her and ripped off the belt of her training uniform...

"No, no, you can't!!!"

Kazuha Toyama was startled awake and sat up abruptly.

Then she noticed that Wen Shui and Xiao Lan had returned to their usual selves and were looking at her with puzzled expressions.

Xiaolan asked with some concern, "Heye, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"A nightmare?" Kazuha Toyama patted his chest, still shaken by the dream. "Y-maybe."

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, then glanced at Wen Shui and saw that Wen Shui was intently operating her phone to send a text message.

Strange, could it be that the memory of Wen Shui and Xiao Lan being intimate just now was also her dream?

Kazuha Toyama couldn't help but start to have some doubts.

At this moment, Xiaolan handed her a bottle of water and explained, "We just saw a man go into Morozumi Ryoko's house and he didn't come out for a long time. Wenshui and I were planning to go and check it out."

"Oh, okay." Kazuha Toyama, still shaken, nodded, seemingly not quite recovered from the shock.

Wen Shui put down her phone: "I've already told Hattori and Uncle Mori about the situation here. Kazuha, you can rest in the car."

After saying that, Wen Shui and Xiao Lan opened the car door and got out of the car.

The two hadn't walked more than a few steps when they heard the sound of a car door closing behind them. Wen Shui turned around and saw that it was Yuan Shan He Ye who had followed them.

“I’ll go with you,” said Toyama Kazuha.

"Kazuha, don't you need to rest a little longer?" Ran looked at her with some concern.

Kazuha Toyama shook his head: "It's okay. The air in the car isn't very good. Why don't we come out and get some fresh air?"

Seeing this, Wen Shui didn't stop him. Toyama Kazuha usually solved cases with Hattori, so being his assistant shouldn't be a problem.

The group first arrived at the door of Ryoko Morozumi's house, and were hesitating whether to find an excuse to knock on the door and pay a visit, or to sneak in secretly.

A woman with long hair and heavy makeup walked up from behind them and asked suspiciously, "What brings you all here?"

"No, we just happened to be passing by." Wen Shui quickly waved his hand, then led the girl onward.

The woman glanced at Wen Shui and the others before walking directly into Morozumi Ryoko's house.

"She didn't even ring the doorbell, so she must be someone she knows," Xiaolan analyzed.

Wen Shui nodded: "It should be."

Kazuha Toyama looked at Ran with admiration, thinking to herself that she was indeed Kogoro Mouri's daughter; after such a thrilling experience, she could immediately switch into detective mode.

Wen Shui suggested, "Let's go over and take a look; maybe we can find some clues."

The group secretly returned to Morozumi's house, only to hear the heavily made-up woman arguing with Morozumi Ryoko.

"What are you doing here, sis? Didn't I tell you not to come to my house unless it's important?" Ryoko Morozumi's voice sounded somewhat displeased.

"Ryoko, don't kick me out right away," Ryoko's sister explained in a humble voice. "I've been having some bad luck lately, could you lend me 5 to tide me over..."

Ryoko Morozumi interrupted her sister and pushed her out, saying, "Aren't you a fortune teller? If you're having bad luck, why don't you change your own fortune?"

"Wait a minute, Ryoko, Ryoko...damn it!"

A woman with heavy makeup was pushed out of the entrance hall, and the door was slammed shut by Ryoko Morozuka.

The woman cursed a few times with an unhappy expression, then turned and stormed out. Wen Shui quickly led the two away from the entrance of Zhu Jiao's house, pretending to stroll around the neighborhood.

The woman didn't even look at Wen Shui and the others, and walked away aggressively.

Xiaolan watched the other person's departing figure and said, "That lady was actually a fortune teller. I felt that she really had a mysterious power about her."

Wen Shui smiled and said, "You're just making assumptions. She probably dressed like that on purpose. Don't you think she has too many crystal accessories and her makeup is a bit strange?"

Xiaolan tilted her head: "Thinking about it carefully, it seems so. I think I've seen that makeup somewhere before."

“Many fortune tellers in movies are like that,” Wen Shui said.

Xiaolan looked enlightened: "So that's how it is. As expected of Wen Shui-jun, you are so observant."

Kazuha Toyama couldn't help but complain, "Ran, you're too easily influenced by others. And can you two please stop showing off your love in front of me?"

"Is...is it?" Xiaolan lowered her head a little shyly, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, clearly thinking of something.

Kazuha Toyama puffed out her cheeks, too embarrassed to talk about what had just happened in the car.

Wen Shui came to the rescue, saying, "Alright, let's go to Morozumi Ryoko's house and see. That man hasn't come out for so long; maybe it's because of him that Morozumi Ryoko changed her mind and canceled the commission."

Kazuha Toyama: "But, wouldn't it be a bad idea for us to just go in?"

Wen Shui: "People who are too well-behaved can't be detectives. Murderers don't obey the law."

Kazuha looked at Ran and found that Ran didn't intend to stop Onami. Instead, she started to observe where would be a good place to jump over the wall.

Is this how detectives in Tokyo investigate cases?

Kazuha Toyama couldn't help but think of her childhood friend, Heiji. Could it be that Heiji lost because of something like this?

When Ryoko Morozumi's sister left, she didn't close the courtyard gate, so Wen Shui and the others didn't need to climb over the wall to go out.

The group of people sneaked around from the area where flowers and plants were grown in the yard to the back of the house, and peeked into the room through the window.

Before them lay what appeared to be a study, with a dark red leather sofa in front of a transparent glass coffee table, upon which sat an exquisite tea set, and a wool rug at their feet that also looked very luxurious.

The room also features two large bookshelves against the wall, containing books in glass shelves as well as two amateur baseball trophies.

In front of one of the wooden bookshelves, there is a photo of a middle-aged man in a suit.

Wen Shui immediately recognized that the person in the photo was not the man who had just gone in.

This is probably the male owner's study, but unfortunately no one is in the room. Ryoko Morozumi is probably meeting with that man in another room.

Just as Wen Shui was about to lead the girls into the next room, the door suddenly opened.

The man who had just visited Ryoko Morozumi sneaked into the study and began rummaging through the bookshelves, under the sofa, and under the carpet.

Wen Shui and the others stopped again and squatted by the window to continue observing.

Before long, Kazuha Toyama's attention shifted from the man to Wenshui and Xiaolan.

Kazuha Toyama took a breath of fresh air and, after calming down a bit, overturned her previous theory of "two dreams".

The two of them must have been secretly getting intimate while she was asleep.

Kazuha noticed that Ran's complexion was much rosier than before, and her eyes were brighter, like a well-fed dog.

On the other hand, Wen Shui Jun looked rather listless, as if the food he had just eaten hadn't even had a chance to be converted into energy before being excreted through protein.

Unfortunately, she fell asleep at the most crucial moment and has no idea what shady things those two did.

At that moment, a woman's voice interrupted Kazuha Toyama's reverie: "It's no use. No matter how hard you search, you won't find that thing. After all, it's a videotape that proves our intimate relationship."

Soga Misao, who was squatting down looking for something, was startled, then stood up with a stern face:

"Liangzi, why did you do this? Why did you secretly keep the video of us together?"

"Why?" Ryoko Morozumi smiled. "Of course, it's to ensure that you'll stay with me after you divorce your wife, teacher."

Soga's expression turned even uglier.

“Alright, teacher, it’s still early, let’s help you relax in your favorite way.” Ryoko Morozumi walked over affectionately and hugged Misao Soga.

To Wen Shui's dismay, Soga Misao, who had just been wearing an expression that said, "I don't want to be with you, you bad woman," quickly turned the tables and took the initiative.

He held Ryoko Morozuka's still-attractive body in his hands.

The two of them were openly having an affair in Ryoko Morozumi's husband's room.

Wen Shui clicked her tongue in amazement, thinking to herself that it was no wonder that Ryoko Morozumi's husband wanted to plot to kill the two of them; anyone would probably be unable to bear such a thing.

These two probably do this kind of thing often; their movements were incredibly skilled, and in no time, their clothes were all thrown to the ground.

"Quick, look! Didn't you love doing that in front of my husband's picture?" Ryoko Morozumi shouted excitedly.

Soga Misao remained silent, pressing Morozumi Ryoko against the bookshelf, as if he wanted to vent his anger from earlier.

The trophy on the bookshelf swayed gently, and the selfie became the perfect prop for adding to the festivities.

Ran and Kazuha, who were crouching by the window, had already turned into beady eyes. Their cheeks were flushed, and their slightly open mouths clearly showed that they had not expected to stumble upon such a thing while infiltrating for reconnaissance.

The scene was so exaggerated that the two of them even forgot to run away, and just stared in disbelief at the two people in the study.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wen Shui was preparing to take the two away.

When he turned his head, he found the two of them watching the farce unfolding in the room with great interest.

Huh, no way?

Could it be that these two have inexplicably awakened some incredible fetish?

Chapter 316 Even when going out to investigate a case, he won't forget Mrs. Kudo.