Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

The original wolf tail is gone, and the hairstyle has become a very ordinary side part with a messy top.

The eyebrows were thinned, softening the originally sharp, upward-sloping arches.

Use strands of hair to partially conceal a slightly aggressive forehead, then tone down the imposing aura.

It's just a few minor changes, but it makes a big difference.

The young man in the mirror no longer appeared cold and stern. Even without much expression, he gave off a peaceful feeling. Although he was still aloof, the sense of distance had decreased.

It's completely unrecognizable as the dangerous and insane Koniak.

I glanced at my phone; it was already 3 a.m.

If we don't rest soon, it will be dawn.

Chapter 130 What Mr. Qingze Taught Me

The next morning, after breakfast, the high school students continued their school trip.

Shinichi Kudo withdrew from the school trip, still concerned about the matter Ran wanted him to investigate.

They had already requested leave from Teitan Elementary School, so there was no need to rush back to Tokyo.

I happened to be in Kyoto, and there was also Hattori Heiji who had taken a special leave of absence. We decided to investigate the case together.

He called Kogoro Mouri, who was also in Kyoto, to ask where he was and if there had been any progress in the investigation.

"Uncle, how's your investigation going?"

"It's a long story..." Kogoro Mouri's feelings were extremely complicated.

He went to the hotel to rest for one night, but when he came back today, the person was already dead!

He was stabbed in the chest and died a gruesome death, but he did leave behind a message of death.

But he really couldn't guess what the death message meant.

"You two have come at the right time. Since you're both in Kyoto, come and help me investigate!"

If there's labor available, might as well use it.

Listening to Kogoro Mouri's account, Conan and Heiji Hattori exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

With so many issues, and even involving the Metropolitan Police Department, this case is likely to have many layers of implications.

"Uncle, where are you? We're coming over now."

The destination of the school trip in the morning was Yasaka Shrine.

The two girls didn't go; they took leave and went to a shopping street in Kyoto.

The commercial street was bustling with people, and the variety of shops was dazzling.

What gift are you going to give?

Sonoko looked at the various shops, asking questions while thinking about buying a gift for her A-Zhen as well.

It's been a while since we last saw each other, so giving a small gift or surprise can help deepen our relationship.

Ran Mouri pulled her into a lighter shop.

This is the shop she chose after searching for guides online.

There are many styles and complete designs, including rare and collectible pieces.

Inside the store, the display cases were filled with all sorts of lighters, dazzling the eyes of the visitors.

Do you offer a lighter as a gift?

Sonoko looked at the lighters and felt they weren't really suitable to give to A-Zhen.

Kyogoku Makoto doesn't smoke, so giving him this kind of lighter would be pointless.

However, these lighters are quite nice.

Ran Mouri saw the one that Aozawa always carried around.

This lighter is entirely black, engraved with three-dimensional auspicious cloud patterns, and has a crisp, pleasant sound when opened. Its weight and feel are also remarkably similar to others.

"Yuanzi, I'll perform one for you."

Under Sonoko's curious gaze, she struck a relaxed pose typical of Aozawa and showed off a fancy flip-top pose.

The metal lighter danced between my fingers, making a crisp snapping sound.

The lid opened with a flick of the wrist, flames burst forth, and then it was spun between two fingers before being put back on intact.

This skillful sense of control and fluidity is exceptionally cool, exuding a relaxed ease that suggests everything is under control.

Sonoko's eyes lit up instantly.

It's like spinning a pen in a magical way; it just makes people feel incredibly cool.

"Wow! When did you learn that? That's so cool!"

Ran Mouri proudly raised her chin.

What does it feel like?

This is what it feels like to finally show off your skills after honing them for so long!

Under Sonoko's amazed gaze, she demonstrated another, still somewhat unfamiliar, method of ignition.

"Wow!"

Sonoko suddenly felt that her friend had become much more impressive, exuding an aura of a "master".

Ran Mouri suddenly felt a little embarrassed, perhaps because her friend's gaze was a bit too intense.

"Mr. Qingze taught me."

The expert's filter shattered instantly. Sonoko nudged her with her elbow and let out a mocking "Tch~".

After a while of commotion, Ran Mouri started to seriously choose a gift.

In the end, she chose a lighter that was all black and had three-dimensional roses carved into its edges using a chiseling technique.

The lighter is about half the size of a palm, and it makes a crisp and pleasant sound when it opens and closes. It feels great in the hand, and as a toy to play with, it's just as good as the one he usually uses.

It's just a bit pricey.

I only grieved for half a minute because of my wallet, then took out almost a month's worth of pocket money and bought this lighter.

"Isn't this gift a bit too expensive for you?" Sonoko was somewhat disapproving.

This is almost a month's worth of pocket money.

As a student, there's no need to choose something so expensive for a simple gift.

After all, the sentiment is the most important thing.

“Mr. Qingze deserves it. Moreover, this is my apology gift.”

Sonoko shrugged, her eyes both ambiguous and teasing.

"Yes, yes, he deserves it!"

Ran Mouri gave her a playful punch.

All you do is tease her!

Sonoko took her hand and pulled her outside.

"Okay, you've picked out your gift. Now it's time to come with me to pick out another one!"

……

While the two girls were choosing gifts, in a residential building in Kyoto that was cordoned off by police tape, three people lined up diagonally were staring at the death message left by the deceased on the ground.

"What does this mean? I don't understand at all..." Kogoro Mouri felt a headache coming on.

The victim died from a stab wound; a knife was plunged into his heart from behind, the method clean and swift, leaving no trace, suggesting the work of a professional killer.

The perpetrator left immediately after committing the crime, unaware that the victim was not yet dead.

With his blood-stained fingers, he drew a grid on the ground, making it impossible to tell whether it was writing or some kind of metaphor.

Conan frowned and looked in the direction the dead man was pointing.

There was a row of bookshelves there.

The direction of this finger is clearly illogical, and the palm is in the middle of the tic-tac-toe grid.

Is this hinting at something on the bookshelf?

He exchanged a glance with Hattori Heiji; the two were clearly thinking the same thing.

They walked up to the bookshelf and began searching. They found a page in a book located in the center of the shelf.

"found it!"

This is a remittance slip from 13 years ago.

The remitter was from a company, and the amount was substantial.

"The repair shop staff said that this Sanlang won the lottery years ago, so he quit his job as a car mechanic. But that's not winning the lottery; he was clearly bribed..."

Upon seeing the remittance slip, Kogoro Mouri sneered.

Didn't the police find out about this back then?

That's such a sloppy job!

Heiji Hattori took out his phone and searched for the company name on the remittance slip.

"This company has been defunct for seven or eight years. Finding out who controls it will be a bit troublesome, but it shouldn't be too difficult."

In just half a day, the detectives unraveled the mystery of a case that had been classified as an accident thirteen years ago.

They have the ability to bribe people in the Metropolitan Police Department to quickly classify a case.

They kept a close eye on the murderer and silenced him before Kogoro Mouri could investigate.

The capabilities and ruthlessness of the person behind this are self-evident.

The crucial point is that the Fukuda family did not suspect anything or raise any objections regarding the deaths of the Fukuda couple in the car accident.

At this point, it's no longer necessary to guess who's behind it all.

But guessing it won't help.

There must be evidence.

Otherwise, even if they knew it might be a murder motivated by profit, they still wouldn't be able to bring the real killer to justice.

Chapter 131 It feels so good to be remembered.

Sachiko Matsui probably realized this a long time ago, but she had no evidence and couldn't do anything about it.

The reason for hiring Kogoro Mouri this time is that they hope he can find some decisive evidence to get the police to reopen the investigation into this case.

"Sigh, it seems we have no choice but to go to the next location."

The Fukuda family is a large and influential political family.

Kogoro Mouri didn't really want to get involved in this kind of thing.

But the other party has already paid the commission, and the amount is not small.

He still has the professional ethics of a detective; if he can investigate, he will.

Take out the information given to me by Sachiko Matsui.

The second location above is a hotel located in the Nara Mountains.

This is the hotel where Reiko Fukuda and her husband stayed before the car accident.

According to their original itinerary, they would stay at the hotel for three days to enjoy the autumn foliage and scenery.

But they rushed back on the first rainy night and died in a car accident on the mountain road.