Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Meeting Mr. Qingze was a complete accident. He's an amazing person; he knows everything and can do everything. He even listens to my sentimental girlish thoughts..."

"Although she looks cold, she's actually quite easy to get along with..."

"Sometimes her personality is awful, and sometimes she's quite childish..."

“He taught me a lot, just like a teacher. I feel especially safe when he's around.”

As Sonoko listened to Ran's description and saw the smile on her face when Ran mentioned Aozawa, she revealed a knowing, shrewd smile.

What do I not know...?

You're clearly already hooked...

"Does he like you?" Sonoko's gossipy nature intensified.

The fact that he treats Xiaolan so specially clearly means he has feelings for her, right?

Ran Mouri thought for a moment, then shook her head and chuckled.

"I could sense that his feelings for me weren't love."

She knew very well why Qingze treated her specially.

Because they could switch consciousness at any time and become each other.

Also, because he was truly lonely.

Alone and solitary.

Even his rare hobby is fishing alone.

How could he not be lonely?

He doesn't show this loneliness outwardly, much less reveal it.

Although he never said it, Ran Mouri actually sensed that he liked having someone to eat with.

He enjoys the lively atmosphere of everyday life, yet he keeps away from crowds, feeling cold and lonely around him.

She specifically looked at relevant psychology books on his bookshelf, trying to figure out why Qingze was so contradictory and said one thing but meant another.

After reading it, I realized that all of this was related to his past experiences and psychological trauma.

He habitually keeps himself in a defensive posture, and all his hypocrisy is a passive defense.

He didn't want others to see his true intentions, yet he hoped that others could understand his thoughts.

Contradictory, yet real.

She was special to him.

He is the one who knows everything about him.

She is also someone with whom he has an inseparable connection.

This special feeling can easily be misunderstood as liking, but it is not. It is the longing of a lonely person for companions and friends.

As for his unusual concern for Shinichi, it's more like a possessiveness towards his only friend.

Just like if Sonoko had another, closer friend, she would get extremely jealous and concerned.

After Chapter 129, are there still comrades-in-arms?

"Have you asked him? How do you know he won't like you?"

Sonoko felt that Ran's idea was wrong.

How could anyone resist Ran's charm?

Of course, her Ah-zhen is an exception.

Ran Mouri was speechless after hearing her words.

Was she going to ask, "Mr. Qingze, do you like me?"

She could already imagine how Qingze would answer.

I absolutely dislike it.

Did you argue with him later?

Sonoko Suzuki lay face down on the bed, propping her head up with her elbows, her feet slapping the blankets behind her.

She looked at Xiaolan, her brows furrowed with gossip.

You were so sullen before, but you're much happier now. You must have made up, right?

"Mmm." Ran Mouri nodded, stretching out her arm to rest her head on it.

"We had a fight before, and I still can't figure out why he was angry..."

"Only today did I realize how arrogant I had been..."

Qingze wasn't denying the idea of ​​saving people; he simply disliked overestimating one's abilities.

Kindness that exceeds one's capacity is tantamount to suicide.

In particular, she risked his life.

It's normal and understandable that he's angry.

"Have you made up?"

"He seems to have forgiven me, but I still need to formally apologize. Come with me tomorrow so I can pick out a gift."

"Okay!"

"By the way, Sonoko, Shinichi ran into some trouble. If anyone subtly asks you about him, just say you don't know anything about him, that you haven't been able to contact him for a long time, and that he only appeared a few times, but it was always Kaito Kid in disguise..."

"Huh? What happened to him?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you."

"ok, I get it……"

"Alright, alright, it's getting late, go to sleep."

"No, you've only said a few words! I want to hear more!"

"But I'm so tired," Xiaolan sighed.

She was really exhausted; it had been a night of high-speed car chases and gunfights.

With Shinichi on one side and Aozawa on the other, the guilt was almost unbearable.

His mind was constantly on edge, and he also had to deal with Shuichi Akai's probing, leaving him extremely exhausted.

Seeing the exhaustion on Xiaolan's face, Yuanzi didn't press the matter further.

"Then go to sleep. We'll go shopping tomorrow and get some rest."

After everything that happened tonight, Ran Mouri thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she fell asleep in no time.

......

The bustling outskirts of Kyoto are unknown to most people.

In a quaint old mansion, a middle-aged man in a kimono sat alone in a quiet room. It was late at night, but he was not sleepy at all.

His temples were slightly gray, and his eyes, though not angry, exuded an air of authority, full of the dignity of a patriarch.

The butler, named Kikuta, bowed before the quiet room and said, "Master, it's been taken care of."

A hint of hostility flashed in his eyes when this person was mentioned.

It was already merciful of us to spare his life back then, yet he still dared to call and demand hush money under the pretext that a detective was investigating. He's truly insatiable!

"Was the assassin professional? Did they clean up all the traces?"

"The price is very high; they must be professionals."

"That's good."

"Sir, what should we do with Kogoro Mouri?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, "Kogoro Mouri is that detective known for his gimmicks, right?"

"Yes."

"Who commissioned him to conduct this investigation?"

"I don't know, but I guess it must be someone from the Matsui family. Matsui Taizo died a few days ago."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then said, "Have someone keep an eye on Kogoro Mouri."

"Yes."

"What about that kid? Was he involved in this?"

The butler broke out in a cold sweat, "I don't know..."

"Don't know?" The imposing gaze, though not angry, fixed on him, causing the butler, who was already bowing, to bow even lower.

"We can't find him or contact him."

The man let out a cold laugh. "A grown person, how could they possibly get lost?"

It was understandable that we didn't know he was still alive and couldn't find him before, but now that we've found him and even made contact with him, we still can't get in touch with him?

“He owns a company, but we’ve never been there. We still haven’t been able to find his address, and every time we call him, he hangs up immediately…”

Finding that person in the mall that time was pure luck, but after that, I really couldn't find them again.

He didn't seem to care about his identity and hadn't made any contact with them at all.

"Have you found out what he was doing during the years he was missing?"

"We did find something, but none of the information we could find was unusual..."

......

The organization has few bases, most of which are located in Tokyo.

However, even an older and important city like Kyoto has its own base.

Under Qingze's indifferent gaze, the medical staff were performing surgery on him.

Vermouth's shot hit the bone in her left arm. Although the bullet was removed, it caused a transverse fracture. The bone fragments needed to be removed, and the damaged blood vessels and nerves needed to be repaired. A metal plate was also needed to help the bone heal.

Without anesthesia, he could clearly feel the cold instruments touching his muscles.

One by one, bone fragments were removed, and blood vessels were stitched up.

A steel plate is inserted into the bone suture to fix the fractured bone.

Qingze observed the situation for as long as the medical staff treated it.

It wasn't until the wound was stitched up and bandaged that the medical staff felt alive again.

Being watched during surgery without anesthesia or anything like that is really a test of their nerves.

"The injury is quite serious. The skin and soft tissue will heal in about half a month, but bone healing will take at least three months. Although the wound was treated promptly, you still lost a lot of blood. During this period, you should rest and avoid using this arm..."

The doctor gave detailed instructions, but Qingze remained expressionless.

Given his body's recovery speed, it wouldn't take that long at all, but there's no need to mention that.

After treating his injuries, Qingze found a rest room and locked the door.

Take off clothes and remove makeup.

The person in the mirror once again revealed red eyes.

Because of excessive blood loss, the face in the mirror was excessively pale, and even the lips had lost their color.

A few strands of overly long hair fell down to his chest, his head was messy, his lower eyelids were bluish, and he looked like a ghost.

"Comrade..."

He murmured the word, then suddenly laughed.

Will I have comrades-in-arms from now on?

He found a pair of scissors, cut off all the excessively long hair at the back of his head with one snip, and then trimmed his hair.