I See Ghosts in the World of Detective Conan

Hello, everyone. My name is Yamada Muko. I've been able to see ghosts since I was little. Some of them are really terrifying, all of them having died such awful deaths. I'm scared out of my mind, but I can't let it show. What if... what if one of those ghosts possesses me? I once told my parents about it, but they both looked at me with pity and even took me to the hospital to see a psychiatrist. After that, I never dared to say I could see ghosts again. I do wonder if I might have some kind of mental illness that makes me hallucinate, but life has to go on. At least I'm not living in a psychiatric hospital, right? Then one day, I went to the bank to deposit some money, and once again, the bank was being robbed. I carefully crouched among the crowd with my hands over my head, listening to the police negotiate with the robbers. Just then, two ghosts in police uniforms were flying around overhead. Then I saw the two ghosts in police uniforms, who had been flying around in such a hurry, standing not far from me and talking: "Oh no! They planted a bomb! It's in that briefcase!" said a dashing-looking officer. He crouched beside the briefcase and seemed to reach out to touch it, but his hand passed right through. "They're planning to blow this place up so they can escape. Damn, there's only two minutes left, and we can't defuse it!" said another officer, a curly-haired man in sunglasses. He irritably scratched his head and crouched down too. I sneaked a glance at the briefcase, just one meter away from me. I looked at the robbers, who had already retreated to the side door and were getting ready to slip away. Then I looked back at the crowd, all crouched with their heads covered, afraid to move. Outside, the police were shouting at them, unable to rush in for fear of the bomb. In an instant, tears welled up in my eyes. Then, when the two officers said there was only a minute and a half left, my desperate will to survive burst forth. I rushed over and opened the briefcase, then pulled a brand-new pair of scissors out of my pocket. As the two officers stared in shock, I sobbed quietly, "Waaaah, tell me how to do it. I'll cut the wire." This is my first time writing a Detective Conan fic. I haven't watched it in ages, and lately I've mostly been reading fanfiction. I don't even know if I can write it well, so I need to look up some material. I'm so far behind, sob sob. Why hasn't Conan ended yet? The CP... let's go with Zero. Who could say no to a handsome, patriotic police officer? Besides, this is a story where no one can be brought back to life, though I can see them. P.S. I've come up with another Detective Conan story: My Meal Ticket Can't Be Lost. The CP is Kyo the Cat! Theme: Light can be seen in the darkness