Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Sonoko Suzuki leaned closer: "Maybe I'm actually Ran's long-lost sister."

"How could such a thing happen? And stay away from me, it's so hot when we're pressed together." Ran pushed away Suzuki Sonoko, who was pressing against her.

Sonoko Suzuki then moved closer to Nukumizu: "Nuku-kun, can I take a shower at your place later?"

"Whatever, but my bathroom is very small, and the toiletries are the cheapest kind." Wen Shui shrugged.

Sonoko Suzuki: "That's great. To thank you, I'll show you what I look like wrapped in a bath towel later."

Wen Shui looked disgusted: "I don't want to watch that kind of stuff."

"Hmph, you blind fool! My photos from PE class are among the top four most popular in all of Teitan!" Sonoko Suzuki said sullenly.

Just as Wen Shui was about to ask who was ranked number one, she suddenly noticed a black Porsche 356A sedan parked on the side of the road near the apartment building.

The faces of Gin and Vodka immediately flashed through his mind.

Ai Haibara, who was standing next to her, also stopped and her expression became serious and solemn.

The two exchanged a glance.

Wen Shui looked up towards the second floor of her house and saw a man in a floral shirt frantically smashing her door with a hammer.

Chapter 31: Departure, The Bandaged Monster's Horror Party!

Looking at the vintage car not far away, Wen Shui was almost certain that it was Gin coming to find him.

Adding to the mix the man on the second floor of the apartment who was frantically banging on his door, a bad feeling began to rise in Wen Shui's heart.

Does this mean the Black Organization doesn't intend to keep him as a burden anymore?

Wen Shui began to weigh in her mind how to use the forces around her to take down Gin and Vodka. Suddenly, Ai Haibara lowered her voice and said, "Don't worry, they're probably here to find me."

At this time, Ai Haibara had not yet shrunk and was being hunted by the organization, so she was not trembling with fear when facing Gin.

Then, Ai Haibara used the excuse of forgetting to buy cola to hand the plastic bag in her hand to Warm Water.

He turned and walked toward the nearby convenience store.

After turning the corner, Ai Haibara was worried that Wen Shui would be concerned, so she sent him a text message to explain that her current research project was at a critical moment and the organization would not take action against her, so he should not act rashly.

Immediately afterwards, the Porsche 356a started up, turned around, and followed.

As they passed each other, Wen Shui could clearly feel a strange chill through the dark car window.

"Is it surprising that people still drive this kind of car? It must be a very old model!" Sonoko Suzuki asked curiously.

"Compared to that, there seems to be a strange person at your door, Mr. Wenshui." Xiaolan pointed to the corridor on the second floor of the apartment building, where the man in the floral shirt was still banging on the door with a hammer.

Wen Shui finally came to her senses and wondered what was going on with this person.

Even after Gin left, he was still banging on the door. Could it be that they're not in cahoots?

Wen Shui led her strongest fighter, Xiao Lan, up to the second floor, where they found the middle-aged man in the floral shirt and shorts standing on a stool, holding a hammer, seemingly installing a new house number on his door.

Wen Shui realized she might have misunderstood the man, so she went over and asked, "Sir, did the landlady send you?"

The middle-aged man turned around: "Yes, you're a tenant living here?"

Wen Shui nodded, relieved. It seemed the Black Organization had no intention of breaking ties completely. However, this constant scare tactics weren't sustainable; she needed to quickly find a way to solve the case, gather evidence, and improve her self-defense capabilities.

Since that's the case, I'll reluctantly enjoy Sonoko Suzuki's post-bath photos later, Numizu thought to herself.

The man in the floral shirt laughed and said, "Great! I was just wondering how to explain it to her when you came back."

After saying that, he pointed to the house number on the door and scratched his head awkwardly: "It was indeed difficult to remove, so I thought I would just pry it off and cover it with a new house number, but I didn't expect it to backfire..."

The man briefly explained his actions.

Because the original house number was not easy to remove, the uncle had a sudden inspiration: he used a hammer to forcefully pry it off and then covered it with a larger house number.

The idea itself wasn't wrong, but the problem was that the uncle got the numbers wrong during installation; the original 201 became 221.

Wen Shui looked unhappy.

However, the house number was accidentally broken by Ai Haibara. Wen Shui had already told the landlady not to come and repair it, but she still took the initiative to have someone come and help replace it, so Wen Shui couldn't say anything.

The man in the floral shirt took out two 10,000-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to Wen Shui with both hands: "Consider this an apology. Please don't tell the landlord about this. That woman's anger is like the end of the world."

"That's not a good idea. We broke it ourselves, and you don't earn money easily, Uncle." Wen Shui shook her head and refused.

The middle-aged man generously stuffed the money into Wen Shui's hand and laughed, "Don't be so polite with me. I heard you've been targeted by some bad woman in the neighborhood and want to change your lock? Then use this money to get a new lock."

I have to go now, please don't tell the landlord that I put the wrong house number.

After saying that, the uncle picked up his repair tool bag from the ground and left.

As he walked down the stairs, he muttered, "Women these days are terrifying. They actually followed young men to their homes. I never encountered anything like this when I was young."

Ai Haibara stood at the top of the stairs, radiating a cold aura.

It seems she heard what the uncle said earlier.

Wen Shui scratched his head awkwardly, glanced downstairs, and noticed that Gin and Vodka had already left.

Then he happened to see the middle-aged man in the floral shirt loading tools into his car: "Hey? Look, that mechanic's car is so fancy!"

Ai Haibara glanced at him indifferently, but still looked downstairs in the direction he pointed.

"If he can afford to drive such a luxurious car, why would he do such a hard job?" Xiaolan's eyes gleamed with the brilliance of a master detective.

At this moment, Sonoko Suzuki, who had been silent for a while, suddenly realized and said, "I remember now, this uncle is the president of a candy company. I saw a report about him in a magazine."

"President?" Wen Shui's face showed a surprised expression.

However, this uncle never seemed to mention that he was a repairman. In addition, he was generous with his money. Although he was a little timid when talking about his landlady, it was clear that they were not in a superior-subordinate relationship.

Could this middle-aged man be the landlady's lover?

The more Wen Shui thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Although the landlady was a bit older, she was very well-maintained and looked to be only in her thirties. She had the charm and temperament of a mature woman and was the kind of woman who could make men swoon.

When Wen Shui first transmigrated, the landlady kept him chatting for more than two hours. At the time, he thought she wanted to sexually harass him and make him pay the rent with his body.

I watched the man drive away.

Wen Shui turned around and said seriously, "Alright, let's talk about business first."

Xiaolan nodded: "Yes, let's go in and discuss the case of Xiaokui and the Slit-Mouthed Woman."

Ai Haibara: "No, the bigger threat now is obviously that woman who lives nearby and wants to dissect Luminous Water and then throw her into a pot to make soup."

Wen Shui: "Don't you care about my house number?"

And dissections are going too far. Do scientists all have this kind of fetish? Wen Shui added in her mind.

"What does it matter? I'm melting already! Come on in and let me take a shower!" Sonoko Suzuki said impatiently. "Besides, I remember that Sherlock Holmes' apartment in the novel was number 221, which matches your detective identity perfectly."

Xiaolan corrected, "It's 221B Baker Street."

She's been reading Sherlock Holmes stories lately.

Just as Wen Shui was about to say something, Ai Haibara seemed to suddenly think of something: "I also think this is a good idea. Why don't we just make this place the Detective Club's secret base? It's inconvenient to discuss things at the coffee shop every time."

Ran and Sonoko's eyes lit up at the same time.

Wen Shui knew that Ai Haibara didn't really want to frequently appear in public places like cafes.

But he still complained somewhat unhappily: "Hey, can you give me some personal space?"

Ai Haibara smiled and continued, "Since we're using the Wenshui family's property, I'm sure everyone will bring something with them every time they come. Wenshui-kun will be able to eat dishes made by the beautiful girl herself quite often."

Wen Shui's expression changed swiftly: "Please be sure to bring plenty of meat; I'm at the age where I'm growing."

“I thought you were going to say, ‘Please make sure everyone wears stockings,’” Sonoko Suzuki teased.

Wen Shui: "I've already told you I don't have that kind of fetish!"

Ai Haibara couldn't help but smile as she looked at the harmonious atmosphere among everyone.

Before coming to Teitan, she only regarded this transfer as a task, but she never expected that things would take such unexpected turns after she was accidentally bumped into by Onomizu and Kazuki.

However, this feeling seems quite nice; Ai Haibara has already begun to vaguely like this relaxed and pleasant school life.

But at this moment, Xiaolan, who was standing next to her, suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if something she loved had been taken away.

Even though this detective team was established by her and Wen Shui, the reason she brought in Ai Haibara was actually to keep an eye on this philandering cat.

But now the situation has somewhat reversed.

Although after getting to know her, Ran discovers that beneath Ai Haibara's cold exterior lies a gentle and kind soul.

But isn't love inherently selfish?

Shinichi's matter can wait; at least we need to seize the initiative with Nuku-kun and the Suzuran Detective Club first.

Thinking of this, Xiaolan suddenly stepped forward, tore off the logo, the letter B, from the backpack her mother had given her, and held it up to the door number on tiptoe.

“That’s right. Although the colors are a little different, the important thing is that we built this detective group together, right?” Xiaolan said earnestly.

Looking at the "221b" door number gleaming with metallic luster, Wen Shui wondered if this was the beginning of the legendary turning of the gears of fate.

Will he become Sherlock Holmes in the world of Detective Conan?

I feel like if I hang up this address, all sorts of strange things will soon come knocking on my door.

Sonoko Suzuki, eager to take a shower, immediately urged Wenshui to open the door and get the hammer.

Seeing Ran's happy expression, Ai Haibara couldn't help but say, "Your bag is very expensive..."

Xiaolan smiled and said, "It's okay. This bag was given to me by my mom. Besides, I think the most important thing is that everyone is happy together."

Ai Haibara nodded in agreement, then added, "It has to be 100,000 yen, if it's new."

Xiaolan froze on the spot.

Then she said with a pained expression, "It's okay, it's alright. I was never going to sell it anyway. Besides, I've caused so much trouble for Wen Shui-jun, so this little thing is nothing."

At this moment, the warm water carrying the hammer returned to the entryway.

He noticed that Xiaolan was staring at him with a terrifying look in her eyes, as if she wanted to drain him dry and devour him.

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At the same time, a black Porsche 356a stopped near the Beika Shopping Street.