Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

In addition, after being empowered by the [Insight lv1] ability, Wen Shui noticed another detail.

The clock on the wall shows that almost 5 minutes have passed.

In other words, he was so focused on studying the cheat software that he forgot about the passage of time.

Shiho Miyano had been holding the gun up and waiting for him, which is why she had that lame-joke-like expression on her face.

"Are you reminiscing about your tragic life?" Shiho Miyano still spoke in a villainous tone, but her intimidation had diminished considerably.

Wen Shui shook her head: "I thought about it for a moment and I think you probably wouldn't dare to kill me."

"I'm sorry, you guessed wrong."

Shiho Miyano pointed the gun at his forehead again, her slender finger on the trigger, and slowly pressed down.

"I'll be waiting for you on the bridge over the Sanzu River." Wen Shui smiled and met the other person's gaze.

He originally wanted to say "in the underworld," but fearing she wouldn't understand, he changed it to this way of speaking.

A look of surprise flashed in Shiho Miyano's eyes.

Then he pulled the trigger.

boom!

Wen Shui felt a strong gust of air blown his bangs into disarray.

A burst of vibrant rose-red light shot out from the dark muzzle of the gun, and a faint floral fragrance wafted over.

The scene before her reminded Wen Shui of the episode in the original Detective Conan where Ai Haibara sat on a hospital bed and scared Conan; the composition was similar.

Does this woman really enjoy playing these scare tactics?

“You’re different from what the data says. This isn’t the kind of mental fortitude someone with a deviation score of only 50 and a timid personality could exhibit.” Shiho Miyano looked at him with a complicated expression.

Wen Shui thought to herself that the guy was already exhausted.

But on his face, he tried his best to portray the persona of a young man enduring humiliation and wanting to break free from the control of the Black Organization:

"Everyone has secrets, don't they? For example, you, as a researcher for the organization, are secretly plotting something with Shinichi Kudo."

Negotiation is essentially an exchange of interests.

He now has to demonstrate enough strength to gain her attention and thus acquire more leverage, rather than being treated as a tool.

“You think very differently from me,” Shiho Miyano repeated.

Then she pulled the roses from the gun barrel, casually put them in the vase next to the television, and turned to sit back on the sofa.

Wen Shui confirmed that the situation had entered the negotiation stage and relaxed her tense body slightly.

He put the lunchbox he was carrying on the coffee table and sat down on the other side of the sofa.

Shiho Miyano spoke first, seemingly wanting to take the initiative: "I don't know why you deliberately concealed it, but at this level, there's no way to fight against the organization."

"How will you know if you don't try? You secretly met with Shinichi Kudo, presumably because you didn't want to be controlled by the organization forever, right?" Wen Shui retorted.

Shiho Miyano gazed at him with her beautiful eyes, and after a moment of contemplation, she slowly said, "Let's cooperate."

"cooperate?"

“That’s right. Since our goal is to break free from the organization’s control, why can’t we cooperate?” Shiho Miyano said.

Do you have any plans?

"No."

"Then how can we cooperate?"

“Forget about tonight. I can offer you some help if necessary,” Shiho Miyano said.

Wen Shui understood, but she still didn't fully acknowledge his abilities.

That's understandable. After all, the original owner had been timid and submissive for so many years. Even if he suddenly showed surprising performance, it was impossible for Shiho Miyano to risk betting everything on him.

"What kind of help can you offer me?" Wen Shui asked.

What do you want?

Wen Shui thought for a moment: "Poison Gin to death?"

Shiho Miyano crossed her arms and looked at him with pity.

"I was just kidding," Wen Shui smiled. "What exactly are you and Shinichi Kudo plotting?"

What he's most concerned about now is whether Shinichi Kudo will shrink, because that would affect the development of the timeline.

"I can't tell you that."

Shiho Miyano paused for a moment: "However, I can tell you some other news. The organization recently encountered a strange incident. They sent people to investigate several times without any results, so they decided internally to entrust Shinichi Kudo with the investigation."

Wen Shui couldn't help but widen her eyes.

The fact that the Black Organization commissioned Shinichi Kudo, a detective, to investigate this matter was something he really hadn't expected.

Seeing this, Shiho Miyano explained, "Of course, all of this was done through intermediaries; Shinichi Kudo had no idea about the organization's identity."

"and then?"

"Then that very curious detective became curious about his employer instead." Shiho Miyano's face showed a helpless expression. "He actually started investigating the organization himself."

Warm Water nodded; this was quite in line with Shinichi Kudo's personality.

"What strange things has the organization encountered?" Wen Shui asked curiously.

Shiho Miyano crossed her legs, her face showing an expression that said, "Your level has no way of accessing such secrets."

The lukewarm water met with a rebuff.

He felt that Shiho Miyano in front of him was like an NPC in a game; if his trust level wasn't high enough, he wouldn't be able to unlock more content.

As Wen Shui pondered how to extract more useful information from the other party, her gaze fell upon the tempura in front of her.

If I keep it covered in simmering water, will it get soggy and affect the texture?

So he reached out and slightly opened the lid of the lunchbox.

The air was immediately filled with the aroma of fried food.

"Guru Guru~"

Strange noises came from nearby.

He turned his head and saw a blush on Shiho Miyano's fair cheeks. This was the first time since they met that she had shown a reaction befitting an eighteen-year-old girl.

Warm Water: "Didn't you eat dinner?"

Shiho Miyano looked at the golden-brown fried shrimp in the box and nodded gently.

Wen Shui smiled and said, "Go out from here and turn left for 500 meters. There's a ramen shop that's open until the early hours of the morning. Their soy sauce ramen is pretty good."

Shiho Miyano's face showed an expression of surprise no less than before, then she gave him a deep look:

"Thank you."

Warm Water: "Then tell me how you can help me."

Shiho Miyano shifted her attention from the food and slowly said, "Actually, I didn't completely lie to you, because your grades are so bad that you have absolutely no hope of getting into Tokyo University..."

Through Shiho Miyano's account, Nuku Shui roughly understood his current situation.

The original owner had very poor grades, which made it almost impossible for him to get into Tokyo University. The organization had long wanted to get rid of him, but that would make the person in charge of the research institute's security lose face.

So it's been dragging on.

However, as time went on, the big shot gradually lost patience and considered whether to sell his "junk stock".

As for the method Miyano Shiho mentioned to help him, it left Wen Shui somewhat speechless.

"You said you'd tutor me?" Wen Shui was speechless.

Shiho Miyano nodded very seriously: "When I was thirteen, I had already graduated from XX University in Europe, and I was a top student in every subject..."

"No, I'm not questioning your abilities," Wen Shui interrupted.

"I feel like we were discussing how to fight one of the world's top criminal organizations just a second ago, and the result of that discussion is that you're going to tutor me in math and physics?"

"And Chinese literature too," Shiho Miyano added seriously.

Wen Shui couldn't help but rub her forehead.

If it weren't for the detective research system in his head, he would have thought he was using the protagonist template from "Reborn Conan, I Awakened the Genius System".

However, neither Wen Shui from his previous life, nor Wen Shui and Shu who died because of fighting over discounted eggs, are particularly good at studying.

At least you can't just get into the University of Tokyo by chance.

The education system in this world is derived from the country where the author of Detective Conan lives. Although it implements a happy education approach, there are still some truly influential people among the small group of people who are involved.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be the saying that as long as you can get into a prestigious university, you can achieve upward social mobility.

You can tell from Shiho Miyano's words that if he can't demonstrate enough value quickly...

It's true that the Black Organization no longer wants to support this burden. Wen Shui's current living expenses are provided by the organization, even though they also took away the original owner's parents' savings.

Is there an easier way than learning?

Wen Shui frowned in thought, then her gaze fell on Shiho Miyano's high heels.

Her long, slender legs, almost translucent white, were crossed, her delicate ankles like works of art, and her black, low-cut high heels dangled in mid-air, swaying gently.

Coupled with the indifferent expression of the painted doll in the general store.

She exudes an aura that is both dangerous and alluring.

Wen Shui's eyes lit up: "I suddenly thought of a way that might allow the organization to recognize my value without me having to study."

"any solution?"

Shiho Miyano's expression remained unchanged as she pulled the baseball bat, which had been hidden under the sofa, into her hand.

Chapter 5 Accidentally Falling into a Bad Woman's Trap

Wen Shui looked at the mud and grass stuck to the soles of Shiho Miyano's shoes.