Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 86 The Thorn Princess
Ten p.m.

Moonshadow Island has become completely quiet. From the air, only a few scattered lights are visible on the entire island.

"Ania, what are you looking at? It's time to go to sleep."

Xia Chuan called out to Anya in the yard. This little guy really loves to play. He recovered so quickly after seeing such a scary scene. How strange.

"Father, I just saw Conan sneak out of the guesthouse. He was acting suspiciously. Should we follow him and take a look?"

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"I thought you were looking at something outside, but it turns out you were secretly watching Conan. What did this guy do to offend you?"

Anya put her hands behind her back, bent her left leg forward and swayed rhythmically, turned her head to one side and pouted, as if she hadn't heard what you were saying.

"Forget about Conan, let him be. You better lie down and go to sleep, or I won't buy you any local specialties tomorrow."

Anya can't leave the house if she doesn't sleep.

The original plan was for Joel and Anya to sleep together, but Joel said he thought he had caught a cold and didn't want to infect Anya, so he slept in a room by himself.

Since his plan failed, he could only try to get Anya to sleep.

"Father, I understand."

Anya thought about it and felt that she shouldn't disturb her father's activities that night, just like when Aunt Joel refused, she didn't force her way into the room.

Her father and Aunt Joel both have tasks to do tonight, which means she'll have to sleep alone.

I'm a little scared and don't feel safe.

No! The whole family must go on the mission together.

Hmm, what do I do if there are no tasks?

Well, let's follow Conan and see what he's up to. Then we can report back to Mr. Mori and see if we can get Conan's hair styled into a symmetrical ponytail.

Just thinking about it makes me so happy!
While secretly plotting something, they outwardly pretended to be asleep.

The moonlight was hazy, and as time passed, it came to midnight.

Outside the window, the water flows gently, and the moonlight shines halfway onto the small pond, creating beautiful ripples.

The parrots also fell into a deep sleep at this time, and the entire guesthouse was extremely quiet.

Suddenly, a dark figure flashed by, silently darted across the courtyard in a few steps, stepped on the stone lantern, used the momentum to climb over the wall and escape from the guesthouse.

Silky smooth~
This person was Xia Chuan.

"Let's go check on the Kawashima family first."

Compared to Ken Nishimoto, whose mind was already somewhat malfunctioning, he felt that it was more likely that Kawashima was hiding evidence.

After making the decision, Xia Chuan quickly took action.

Not long after he left, another figure quietly appeared.

I passed silently through the Japanese-style door of the room, my shadow falling on the door and casting a long trail of shadow.

"Has Aunt Joel left too?"

Inside the room, Anya lifted the blanket covering her head, opened her eyes, and scanned the room with her large, bright eyes. She looked serious, not like she was playing house, and her cautiousness, as serious as a spy, seemed to have come from who-knows-where.

She started rummaging through drawers and cabinets, quickly found her suitcase, and after a few hasty movements, scattered the clothes everywhere, finally taking out a set of clothes hidden at the very bottom.

“A spy should look like a spy.” Anya nodded to herself, then put on the black suit.

She bought this with her own pocket money without her father's knowledge, and the clothes fit her perfectly.

"Finally, it's the sunglasses!"

Anya happily put on her sunglasses, and at this point, she was finally dressed.

He ran to the mirror and examined himself carefully, striking a few poses before nodding in satisfaction.

"Yes, that's the feeling."

"Ania's first spy operation begins!"

A minute later, Anya stood in front of the locked door, lost in thought.

He was preoccupied with being a spy and an assassin, but when he got to the door, he found himself unable to even get out.

The door wasn't locked with an iron lock, but rather had an old-fashioned bolt that could be opened with a push.

However.
With his short arms outstretched and his tiptoes raised, he was still at least thirty centimeters away from the door lock.

(⊙_⊙)?
Her height was a major disadvantage. Helpless, Anya could only slink back to her room to get a stool.

It's normal to encounter setbacks. Bondman also went through many obstacles to complete his mission. I can't give up at this time; that wouldn't fit the image of a heroic spy.

The sky was as black as ink, and the moon was completely obscured by dark clouds in the next moment, with a dark shadow appearing on the tree branches outside the Kawashima house.

The lights on the second floor of the Kawashima house were extremely bright in the darkness.

"You're still awake?"

Xia Chuan frowned as he stood in the tree.

Is this guy so terrified by Kuroiwa Tatsuji's death that he's too scared to sleep?
hold on.

Natsukawa's goal was simply to destroy evidence. The killing should be left to Asai Narumi. Taking revenge himself would definitely be more satisfying than having someone else do it, but the price would be higher—he would be sent to pick up soap.

Pick up the soap.
Someone like Asai Narumi is probably not going to be in a good position if he goes to jail; those burly, sweaty men love that kind of guy.

I wonder if Japanese law provides cross-dressers with a small private room to live in, otherwise Juju might be in danger.

At that moment, Xia Chuan's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were fixed on the front door of the Kawashima family's house.

"This is."

The distance was too great for Xia Chuan to see the other person's face clearly, but judging from their figure and clothing, they were undoubtedly women.

Narumi Asai?

No, Asai Narumi is shorter.

Moreover, with such skillful movements and superhuman speed, Xia Chuan didn't even notice when or where the other party appeared.

Damn it, I underestimated them.

His attention was drawn to the second floor, and coupled with his lack of vigilance, he didn't even notice the person appearing immediately.

Fortunately, the other party did not notice him. After all, they were dozens of meters apart, and he was still in the tree without making a sound, so it was normal that he was not discovered.

Fortunately, he wasn't careless enough to just stand on the side of the road.

Once he was sure the other person hadn't noticed him, Xia Chuan carefully observed their attire.

The black silk dress fit her body perfectly, elegant and shapely, with a cleavage that looked like a peak from afar, outlining her curvaceous figure in a captivating way that could make anyone's heart flutter.

Her shoulders and above were bare, with several silk ribbons wrapped around her neck, the black fabric revealing her fair skin.

Her firm buttocks were concealed by the back of her dress, and her high-heeled boots reached an astonishing height to mid-thigh, with a small section of snow-white skin exposed above that sparked the imagination.

Nice legs!

She has a captivating and delicate face, which appears hazy and beautiful from a distance, and exudes an irresistible charm with every gesture.

Xia Chuan nodded inwardly and swallowed.

At that moment, the other party flashed and jumped onto the wall of the Kawashima family in two steps.

She moved with a light step, like a cat gliding silently. Her long, flowing hair danced freely as she walked, and the dark gold rose headdress reflected a hazy golden light under the moonlight. Combined with the dark gold spikes gleaming in her hands, she exuded a noble yet aloof and oppressive aura.

Xia Chuan only came to his senses after the other person disappeared around the corner.

This guy!

He seems to know.

If I'm not mistaken—the Thorn Princess!
He had seen this woman's information in Frank's intelligence reports; she was a very difficult and unique assassin.

She has been in the industry for over ten years, and the number of people who have died at her hands is at least eight hundred to a thousand.

However, this is not something to worry about. Such resumes are not uncommon for assassins on the dark web, and the resumes of bomb-wielding maniacs are even more terrifying.

What makes her special is that all the missions she takes on require the victim to be someone who has committed an unforgivable crime.

It's ridiculous, yet not ridiculous at the same time.

Contradictory yet real.

Despite being an assassin, he treats people differently based on their status, being picky about his missions and insisting on having evidence of their crimes.

It sounds like an ancient knight-errant.

Calling her an assassin is less accurate than calling her a crime-fighting force; she's more aptly described as a righteous bounty hunter.

She is called an assassin mainly because she doesn't discriminate based on the occasion or status of the target; she shows no mercy even to political figures, causing governments around the world to lose face.

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