Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Inspector Megure nodded to indicate that he would handle it, then stood up to take his leave.

After the office door closed, Matsumoto Kiyonaga's expression instantly turned ugly.

Besides worrying about his subordinates being too tired, his keen intuition honed over many years as a criminal investigator gave him a bad feeling.

I have a feeling that the current turnaround is just the calm before the storm, and a storm big enough to upend many people in this country is brewing.

Why not take advantage of the lull in the investigation of the Majima group and let the people below enjoy a short vacation?

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After returning from Superintendent Matsumoto's office, Inspector Megure went straight to the downstairs office area and called Takagi out into the corridor.

Takagi Wataru looked somewhat uneasy: "Inspector Megure, has the decision regarding my punishment been made?"

Inspector Megure said with a grim face, "Yes, this matter is very serious."

Takagi Wataru's expression immediately fell.

Seeing this, Inspector Megure suddenly laughed: "Don't worry, Takagi, this time it's all thanks to you helping Nukumi find an important clue that we all have a chance to catch our breath. How could Superintendent Matsumoto possibly punish you?"

"Really?" Takagi Wataru's face lit up with joy.

Inspector Megure nodded, then explained the decision he had made on his way downstairs to Takagi.

Finally, he added, "You really have to thank Brother Wen Shui this time. If it weren't for him discovering the body hidden in the cement pillar, I probably would have been implicated as well."

Takagi Wataru nodded very seriously: "Yes, I'll make time to visit Nukumizu-kun's house in the next few days."

Inspector Megure gave Takagi a few more instructions and then sent him back to work.

At that moment, Miwako Sato hurriedly came downstairs carrying a stack of documents.

Inspector Megure stopped her: "Sato, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."

"What's wrong?" Sato Miwako's face showed obvious signs of fatigue.

Inspector Megure: "We just received a very important mission from above, and I think it's more appropriate to entrust it to you."

Despite her exhaustion, Miwako's eyes lit up instantly, and she exclaimed excitedly, "Alright, leave it to me! Should we infiltrate the Majima Group to investigate, or interrogate those captured yakuza?"

Inspector Megure smiled: "I wanted you to help me thank Brother Wen Shui."

"Huh?" Sato Miwako didn't expect this to be the mission.

Although Miwako was grateful to Wenshui, her original plan was to catch the murderer first, and then invite him out for a proper meal after she had finished dealing with everything.

"Well, okay, I also have something I want to talk to him about." Sato Miwako hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Inspector Megure looked at her dark circles with some concern: "Don't push yourself too hard, Miwako. Lack of sleep will make your skin age quickly, and you won't be able to find a boyfriend in the end."

"Well, I see."

Miwako Sato smiled and walked into the common office area with the documents in her arms.

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That same afternoon, after school.

Wen Shui and Shu lay on the corridor outside the music classroom, watching the crowd gather at the school gate and then quickly disperse after leaving the school.

I still have no inspiration.

With the deadline for the Literature Club's journal approaching this Friday, Wenshui has only written a few mediocre pieces, though they seem to be much better than what Masakazu and Sonoko have written.

However, it seems that after acquiring Chikako Ikeda's writing skills, he also set higher standards for himself and fell into a common dilemma for writers.

Just as Wen Shui was at her wit's end, a discordant voice came from behind her.

"Hey, Wen Shui-kun, are you surveying the development of the girls in our school again?" Ai Haibara's cool voice was particularly clear in the empty corridor.

Wen Shui turned around, displeased: "I'm not that bored, okay?"

"Isn't that right?" Ai Haibara feigned surprise. "Then what were you doing, secretly looking at my legs during class while taking notes?"

Wen Shui ignored the difficult question and changed the subject, saying, "I'm thinking about the journal, but I don't have any good ideas yet."

Ai Haibara smiled slightly, not wanting to make things difficult for him any further: "Haven't you already written a few chapters?"

"I'm not entirely satisfied," Wen Shui couldn't help but say. "By the way, why didn't you go to that place today?"

Ai Haibara: "Which one?"

Wen Shui considered her words for a moment, avoiding the term "compensated dating" which could easily provoke the other person's anger, and said, "It's that habit of yours, where you disappear for a while after school every now and then."

Ai Haibara stepped forward, rested her pale arm on the windowsill, and looked at the distant sunset: "Oh, that's it. Come to think of it, I thought you would continue the investigation."

Wen Shui also rested her hand on the other side of the windowsill, and the two of them squeezed into one window to watch the sunset, creating a composition that looked full of youthful energy.

"I'm worried that if a real investigation were to be launched, a terrible truth might be uncovered, and in the end, there would be no way to resolve the situation," Wen Shui said.

"You mean compensated dating?" Ai Haibara said the word calmly.

Wen Shui clicked her tongue in surprise: "That's probably impossible. I think creating a wormhole is more plausible."

"What if it's true? If you investigate and find out that I really am secretly doing this kind of thing to make money because of stress, what will you do?" Ai Haibara looked at him with her beautiful eyes.

Wen Shui smiled and said, "Then I'll have to spend all my money on you."

He had expected Ai Haibara to go berserk, and had even prepared an escape route in advance.

Unexpectedly, Ai Haibara looked at him very seriously, her brows furrowed: "Warm Water, some things shouldn't be said carelessly, as they can cause a lot of trouble for others."

Wen Shui scratched his head: "I was just kidding, don't be angry."

"I have something to do, I'll be going now." Ai Haibara picked up her schoolbag, turned around and went downstairs.

Ai Haibara's unusual behavior left Nukusui completely bewildered, but before he could think for long, heavy footsteps came from the other side of the stairs.

Soon, Sonoko Suzuki appeared at the bottom of the stairs, panting.

She was wearing a pink tennis training outfit, with one button undone on the white collar. As she breathed heavily, sweat trickled down her brown hair, which clung to her neck, and into her deep, voluptuous space.

Warm water's gaze shifted downwards.

It was noticed that Sonoko Suzuki was wearing a pair of athletic shorts that were shorter than her usual pleated school uniform skirt, and pink and white women's sneakers. Her white athletic socks around her ankles were slightly dusty.

Her long, shapely legs, radiating energy, and her healthy, tanned skin, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, looked vibrant, though the noticeable tan lines on her thighs gave them a slightly rough appearance.

After sweating so much, your socks must be soaked through, right?

Wen Shui probed tentatively, "Are you playing hide-and-seek with someone?"

“Who would be so bored?” Sonoko Suzuki walked over with her schoolbag and slammed it on the windowsill. “I wanted to test my physical condition after training by climbing the stairs.”

Actually, she saw Wen Shui and Ai Haibara looking at the sunset from the window downstairs.

Then he "suddenly wanted to test his physical fitness."

"Oh, I see." Wen Shui subconsciously sniffed, the alluring scent of antiperspirant mixed with sweat filling her nostrils.

Sonoko Suzuki subconsciously took a step to the side, thinking to herself that she should have used more antiperspirant.

"By the way, what are you doing here?" Sonoko Suzuki changed the subject and started chatting with Ryo Awami.

Wen Shui then told her about her troubles.

Sonoko Suzuki looked at the playground and sighed, "These past few days, my mom has been dragging me out to social events, so I haven't been able to participate in the Detective Club's activities much, nor have I had time for the Literature Club, and even about Aoi's matter..."

Wenshui noticed that Suzuki Sonoko's mood was a bit off.

Because she missed several surveys, she seemed to feel isolated from everyone.

To maintain the detective team's unity and to secure more villa cases in the future, Wen Shui encouraged them, "The matter isn't over yet. Didn't we agree to find Xiao Kui's killer? We can investigate together next time, right?"

"Yeah, let's do it together next time." Sonoko Suzuki seemed to have regained some of her spirits.

Wen Shui smiled and decided to continue playing the role of the detective team's glue: "By the way, last time Ayako-nee invited me to your house..."

"Huh? It's so late!" Sonoko Suzuki suddenly exclaimed. "I have to go back. I have to go to a dance with my dad tonight. Oh, and my older sister has been very busy these past few days. Let's talk about dinner later."

After saying that, Sonoko Suzuki hurriedly ran down the stairs.

Wen Shui looked at Yuanzi's back with a puzzled expression, then glanced at the backpack she had left on the windowsill and forgotten to take, feeling completely confused for the second time.

Never mind, I'll just chase after her and bring her the backpack.

Just as Wen Shui picked up her schoolbag, she heard hurried footsteps coming from the stairs. Suzuki Sonoko had run back again.

"You forgot your schoolbag." Wen Shui handed her the schoolbag.

After taking it, Sonoko Suzuki hugged it to her arms, hesitating to speak: "You...you didn't eat anything inside, did you?"

Wen Shui paused for a moment, then shook her head: "No, I didn't even open it."

The garden seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Sonoko is usually very generous and will share any delicious food she has with everyone, so Wenshui couldn't help but ask, "What delicious food is in your backpack?"

A blush crept across Sonoko Suzuki's face.

Then she opened her bag and showed Wen Shui what was inside.

Wen Shui looked down and found a set of Teitan school uniform that had been changed out of, with a ball of black stockings on top, and the scent of a sporty girl wafting out.

"Who would eat this kind of thing?!" Wen Shui asked righteously, her face showing an insulted expression.

Sonoko Suzuki: "These are the clothes I've worn all day, plus the socks."

"Even if you add this weird setting, it won't make it delicious, and it'll cause indigestion if you actually eat it, right?" Wen Shui was speechless, feeling that her reputation was gradually becoming strange.

"Huh, really not?" Sonoko Suzuki looked a little disappointed. "I was thinking of using this method to hook up with a handsome guy."

Wen Shui: "There is no such thing as a super handsome guy in this world."

"It will happen," Sonoko Suzuki said firmly. Moreover, her gaze was fixed on Nukami, which seemed somewhat impolite.

The two then engaged in a heated debate about whether there are any handsome men in the world who like stockings.

Then, without realizing what she had said wrong, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly turned and left, just like Haibara Ai, carrying her schoolbag.

No sooner had she left than Wen Shui received a call from Sato Miwako.

"Are you free tomorrow? Want to come out for coffee?" Sato Miwako's tired voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wen Shui: "Why did you suddenly want to ask me out? Did you discover something new?"

"Well, there's something I'd like to ask for your opinion on. Although the investigation team has already made its judgment, I still feel that something is amiss," said Miwako Sato.