Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Wen Shui couldn't help but ask.

Takagi Wataru smiled and said, "I trust your judgment, Brother Nukumi. Besides, compared to Aoi's safety, this punishment is nothing."

Wen Shui suddenly felt that the figure of this good-natured gentleman in front of her had suddenly become majestic.

Without much preamble, Takagi Wataru immediately explained the situation to his subordinates, of course, in his own name, so that even if they were punished in the end, it wouldn't implicate these lower-ranking detectives.

However, a slight disagreement arose when dealing with Conan and the others.

Wen Shui wanted Conan to go with some of the detectives, since he was the "Death God Elementary School Student" and had the protagonist's aura.

If Conan and his friends were to encounter the actual crime scene and clash with the criminals...

Wen Shui felt that Conan would make those criminals feel the terrifying pressure of the omnipotent superman from the movies.

Xiao Lan then said, "I'll stay with these children. If they're in danger, I can protect them."

Wen Shui grabbed Xiao Lan's wrist: "No, you'll be in the same car as me, you have to protect me."

For some reason, Wen Shui had an urge not to let Ran and Conan participate in the investigation together.

Xiaolan stood still, unsure how to react to the sudden, direct attack of lukewarm water.

Seeing this, Wen Shui added, "I think I might encounter some thugs, and I probably can't handle them by myself."

Xiao Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ai Haibara suddenly asked tentatively, "Then should I go with those kids?"

Wen Shui frowned slightly: "What are you going to do? You don't know karate. Come with me and I'll protect you."

Xiaolan: ? ?

"Alright, there's no time to hesitate." Wen Shui grabbed Ran and Ai Haibara by the hand and got into a police car parked on the side of the road.

"Detective, I'm begging you!" Wen Shui said to the uniformed man in the front seat.

The detective smiled and said, "Don't worry, even though I'm old, I guarantee I'll get to the scene faster than the other kids."

"When I was young, I almost became a cross-country rally racer."

Wen Shui suppressed the urge to complain.

Although this uncle spoke in a strange tone, his driving skills were really good; he could even drift.

In less than half an hour, they arrived at a chemical plant in the suburbs of Wenshui.

The signboard at the entrance had long since faded, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and several stray dogs were squatting near a puddle not far away, looking in their direction.

After getting off the bus, the group walked along the dilapidated dirt road into the chemical plant, and after inspection, they found that the place had long been abandoned.

The equipment inside had long been removed, leaving behind only worthless scrap metal and a pile of unprocessed chemical waste.

After a thorough examination lasting nearly an hour, Wen Shui and his team found no useful clues.

Someone else might have gone straight to the next investigation site.

But the "Maori Elimination Method" in Wen Shui's mind was flashing like a warning instrument, telling him that there was definitely a problem.

Could it be a hidden door or a basement?

Wen Shui and his companions stood at the entrance of the chemical plant, deep in thought.

The detective couldn't help but ask, "Young man, should we go and meet up with the others, or search again?"

Wen Shui hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's look around some more. I have a feeling there's something wrong here."

Just as the group was about to re-enter the factory area, a gust of wind blew by.

The grass near the corner of the factory gate was blown in one direction by the wind.

Wen Shui's eyes narrowed. Using his ability to discern the outlines of a level 2 creature, he vaguely sensed that the swaying of the grass was not quite natural.

Wen Shui ran to the corner of the wall, parted the grass, and found a cement stone block hidden behind it.

And it looks very new.

Wen Shui's ominous premonition grew stronger, but now that things had come to this, no matter how bad the outcome, they had to accept it.

Wen Shui said in a deep voice, "Xiao Lan!"

"Here," Xiaolan's voice came from behind.

“Use karate on him and smash it!” Wen Shui pointed at the stone block.

"Huh?" Xiaolan clearly didn't expect Wen Shui to say something like that, and couldn't help but complain, "Are you kidding me? I'm a girl, how could I possibly do something like that?"

Wen Shui: "Didn't you break a concrete utility pole before and get fined?"

“That was when I was extremely angry,” Xiaolan said.

Warm Water: "Then please be angry again."

"But I'm not angry at all right now. I'm just worried about Xiao Kui's safety." Xiao Lan's tone sounded a little somber.

Wen Shui thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you treat this cement block as Shinichi Kudo?"

"Shinichi?"

Wen Shui nodded, and then began to talk to Xiao Lan about the possibility of Shinichi Kudo cheating on her with the big-breasted girl, which made Ai Haibara unable to help but keep pinching his lower back.

The image of warm water flashed through Xiaolan's mind.

Her full chest rose and fell slightly, and her small fists gradually clenched.

However, for some reason, what kept replaying in her mind was the image of Wen Shui nestled in Haibara Ai's arms, touching her pregnant belly.

"That despicable cat that steals fish!"

Xiao Lan smashed a crack into the cement block.

Subsequently, Wen Shui and his group found the bodies of two girls embracing each other inside.

Besides Kazama Aoi's body, Matsuzaka Ume's body was also found here.

Chapter 55 Suspicious Points, Sato Miwako's Invitation

The next day, Inspector Kiyoshi Matsumoto was sitting in his office, looking at the newspaper that had been delivered that morning.

The article above published news of the arrest of the Majima Group's leader.

The newspaper did not publish the specific reason, but only speculated that it was related to the recent spate of the Slit-Mouthed Woman serial murders. It also devoted a lot of space to describing how difficult it was for the police to solve the case and how many people were involved.

This was all thanks to the help of journalists from the press, which was requested by high-ranking officials in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Since the Slit-Mouthed Woman incident, the Metropolitan Police Department has been in a passive state.

If things continue like this, their budget might really be cut next year due to their poor handling of cases, so the higher-ups came up with this method to slightly reverse the previous downward trend.

Of course, the reason we didn't use this method before was because we hadn't had any leads.

I want to find someone to praise me, but I don't know where to start.

And this time...

Thanks to the young detective named Kazuki Numizu, the Metropolitan Police Department took the initiative in the investigation for the first time.

Aside from the abandoned chemical plant where the bodies of Kazama Aoi and Matsuzaka Ume were discovered, which was a place acquired by the Majima Group to handle some shady business dealings.

It's not just the Majima Group; any yakuza organization of any significant size has similar secret locations. These are typically used to temporarily store kidnapped hostages, disobedient dancers, and wanted members who have committed crimes.

The business card that Onami gave out at Matsuzaka Ume's rented apartment had "Professor Majima" written on it.

This prompted the police to launch a thorough investigation into the Majima Group.

Although there are still many doubts in the case and the investigation into the Majima group has not yet found any decisive evidence, the Metropolitan Police Department has decided to stick to this lead for now.

Even if the final investigation finds that this series of serial murders has nothing to do with the Majima Group.

At least for the time being, this will alleviate the public pressure on the Metropolitan Police Department.

Moreover, the Majima Group was never a good thing to begin with, so this is a good opportunity to severely weaken the strength of this currently powerful yakuza group.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga put down his newspaper and was about to contact the investigation team at the front to inquire about the progress of the investigation.

"Dong dong!"

A knocking sound suddenly rang out.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga: "Come in."

Inspector Megure pushed open the door and entered, his expression serious: "Sir, you wanted to see me?"

Matsumoto Kiyona nodded: "It's about Detective Takagi Wataru..."

As the highest-ranking police chief in the area, Kiyonaga Matsumoto not only has to designate major investigation directions and allocate manpower, but also take care of the emotions of his subordinates.

Takagi Wataru's unauthorized investigation with his subordinates did indeed violate the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Regulations.

But he also helped Wen Shui find an important clue.

Judging from the severity of the incident's impact, Takagi Wataru should actually be commended.

However, considering that this is a critical period for the joint investigation, Matsumoto Kiyonaga was worried that others would follow suit and disobey orders, which would be troublesome.

So he shared his thoughts with Inspector Megure.

"I understand, sir. I will handle things well," Inspector Megure assured him, patting his chest.

As the owner of the "Little Brother Fruit," Inspector Megure is naturally adept at this kind of thing: giving stern punishments on the surface while secretly letting his subordinates reap all the benefits.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to manage the persistently high crime rate in Beika Town.

He kept his position as police inspector.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga nodded and said, "You've all worked hard these past few days. I'd like to give you all a mandatory break in a few days."

"A mandatory holiday?" Inspector Megure asked curiously.

Matsumoto Kiyoshi nodded: "Yes, recently when I went downstairs, I found that many people were in a state of extreme distress, relying entirely on willpower to hold on."

Maintaining such a high level of tension is not only physically exhausting, but it can also impair the judgment of criminal investigators over time.

Inspector Megure: "That's true. Recently, the investigation reports submitted by my subordinates have had a significantly higher error rate than at the beginning."

“Okay, then it’s decided.” Matsumoto Kiyoshi said with a smile, then suddenly seemed to remember something: “Oh right, don’t forget to thank Mr. Wenshui who helped us a lot.”