Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Going here might reveal why they were rushing back.

Just as he was about to go to the car rental company, Kogoro Mouri received a call from his daughter.

He had no idea that his daughter had been kidnapped the day before. Conan and Hattori deliberately didn't mention it, and Ran Mouri certainly wouldn't bring it up herself, lest she worry her father.

"Dad, how's your investigation going?"

Ran Mouri was carrying several gift bags. She had bought gifts not only for Aozawa, but also for Vermouth and her mother, as well as souvenirs from Kyoto.

"It's a long story..." Kogoro Mouri sighed.

He shared the results of his current investigation, as well as his own speculations.

Hearing his father say that the cause of death for the Fukuda couple was most likely internal family conflict, he was deeply moved.

Ran Mouri lowered her eyes and gripped her trouser leg tightly.

Given Qingze's reasoning and observation skills, he should have deduced this from the available information long ago.

Internal family strife, resorting to assassination.

In large families, this kind of scene is perfectly normal.

However, the investigations so far have all been related to the deaths of Qingze's parents, with no mention of Qingze himself.

How exactly did Mr. Qingze end up in the organization and become an experimental subject?

There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a while, so Kogoro Mouri asked uncertainly.

"Xiao Lan, are you listening?"

"Yes, I'm listening."

"I'm planning to take Hattori and Conan to Nara... We'll leave as soon as we rent a car..."

"I also need to go!"

"Aren't you on a school trip?" Kogoro Mouri disagreed.

Why did I have to come and investigate a case with them when I was having a perfectly good school trip?

"I'm not participating, Dad. Come pick me up!"

Kogoro Mouri said sternly, "Stop fooling around. Investigating this matter might be dangerous. You should focus on your school trip."

The mastermind behind this must already know they're investigating, so they swiftly and decisively silenced the repairman from back then. Who knows what else they might do?

He can handle Conan and Hattori if they come along, but if his own daughter comes along too, he might not be able to protect them all.

Ran Mouri looked somewhat helpless.

Although she knew her father was thinking about her safety, she was not weak at all, okay?

"I am capable of protecting myself, and what if I am in Kyoto and the mastermind kidnaps me to threaten my father?"

Ran Mouri's decisive move left Kogoro Mouri speechless.

Although I know this is just a hypothesis, I can't really rule out the possibility.

However, the old father was very unhappy.

"Are you really that concerned about Qingze?"

He also discovered that the two victims in the case he was currently investigating were Qingze's biological parents.

Her own daughter usually doesn't pay this much attention to cases, but because of Qingze, she even called to inquire about the progress of the investigation.

The old father was jealous, and he was very unhappy!

"After all, they are Mr. Qingze's biological parents, and he doesn't remember anything. It's hard not to care..."

Kogoro Mouri knew that his daughter was always kind, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Okay, okay, I'll come pick you up."

"Yes, I'll ask the teacher for leave."

......

Vermouth slept restlessly, as if she were sinking in a shallow beach covered with thorns, her consciousness floating up and down, never settling into a stable place.

Although the surgery was long over and fresh blood was slowly flowing into his body through the IV line, the deep-seated injury was not something that could be easily suppressed.

The several wounds wrapped in gauze on my body felt like countless tiny needles, pricking me every now and then, or causing a continuous dull pain that shattered the sleepiness I had finally managed to muster.

She couldn't fall into a deep sleep at all, and could only struggle repeatedly on the edge of being half asleep and half awake.

Various fragmented nightmares followed me like a shadow, flashing back in my mind like broken film.

One moment it's an angel whose wings have been brutally broken, its pure white feathers stained with blood, falling straight down from the clouds; the next it's Xiaolan locked in a dark cage, looking at her through the cold iron bars, her eyes filled with helplessness.

What disturbed her most was dreaming of Koniak.

The person in the dream was smiling gently at her angel just a moment ago, a smile that even carried a touch of youthful innocence.

But the next second, the scene suddenly ripped apart, and her angel fell to the ground covered in blood. Warm blood splattered on the tips of Koniak's shoes, and the smile in her scarlet eyes vanished, replaced by a cold and piercing gaze.

Vermouth unconsciously furrowed her brow, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

A very soft groan escaped her throat, and she jolted awake from her nightmare, her eyelids fluttering open.

Staring at the pristine white ceiling, she remained stunned for a long time.

The dull pain in my body and the exhaustion in my mind are like a huge, airtight net, making it hard to breathe.

He pulled his blood-stained phone from under his pillow, checked the time, and saw it was already afternoon.

There were several messages on my phone from Xiaolan.

The first item is a picture of a pair of exquisite handmade earrings.

I saw these earrings on the street and immediately thought they would be perfect for a teacher. I also picked them up as a small travel souvenir. Could you please tell me your address? I'd like to give them to you in person another day.

The words seemed to carry a message, and I could almost hear Xiaolan's cheerful voice.

It was like a ray of sunlight piercing through thick dark clouds, bringing warmth and instantly brightening the world.

She looked at her phone, her smile unusually gentle.

It feels good to be remembered; it even relieves a lot of the pain in my wound.

Looking forward to your gift~ (blows a kiss) But you probably won't be seeing me for a while, I have to go back to the US and won't be back for a while.

He's suffered such a serious injury this time that he'll need at least a few months to recover.

She stared at her phone, lost in thought.

Yesterday, she was quite far away and couldn't see very clearly, but Xiaolan was probably unconscious the whole time.

She was still in the mood to go shopping today, so it seems that Shinichi Kudo is alright. It seems that what happened yesterday did not leave any shadow on her.

But if Shinichi Kudo isn't the real Shinichi Kudo, would Koniak believe that?

Whether he believes it or not, there's nothing she can do about it...

......

Chapter 132 Doesn't the new hairstyle look good?

A white car drives through a forest covered with red maple leaves.

Kogoro Mouri was driving the vehicle, with Heiji Hattori in the passenger seat.

Conan, who hadn't slept well all night, was now dozing off in the car.

Ran Mouri rested her chin on her hand, admiring the red maple leaves outside the window.

Her phone vibrated. She took it out, glanced at it, replied to a message, and smiled faintly.

The person who helped Shinichi with his disguise yesterday was probably a teacher, right?

I wonder if my teacher is still in Kyoto.

Switching to Qingze's chat interface, I still haven't received a reply to the message I sent. I guess he's still resting and hasn't woken up yet.

She closed her phone, not wanting to disturb his sleep.

"Uncle, a car has been following us!" Hattori Heiji said seriously as he looked in the rearview mirror.

This car has been following them since Kyoto, which is really unusual.

"I discovered it a long time ago."

Kogoro Mouri's face remained expressionless, but his vigilance was already at its peak.

"Once we get to the hotel, make sure you don't get separated from the group, understand?"

"Don't worry, I also practice kendo. I'm not likely to encounter danger so easily!"

Hattori Heiji was eager to fight and not afraid at all.

"My karate skills are also very good." Ran Mouri's eyes crinkled into crescents, and she was no longer afraid.

She's someone who's been through the wrestling baptism of Koniak; ordinary people shouldn't expect to get anything good out of her.

Conan yawned, his half-moon eyes drooping.

So, he's the weakest in terms of relationships?

Ran Mouri reminded him, "Conan, stay close to us and don't get separated!"

Conan nodded.

He also has various tools at his disposal, so he still has the ability to protect himself.

……

Qingze slept until he woke up naturally.

The room was pitch black, making it impossible to tell the exact time.

I took out my phone and saw that it was already evening, and there were still several messages from Ran Mouri on my phone.

Qingze looked through the messages, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Going to Nara?"

Her school trip was supposed to be in Kyoto, so why is she suddenly going to Nara?

What are you going to Nara for?

Her phone vibrated, and seeing that Qingze had finally replied, Ran Mouri's eyes crinkled slightly as she deliberately kept him in suspense.

[Investigating a case with my dad.]

Qingze raised his eyebrows slightly.

[Is this related to me?]

The case in Kyoto made it hard for him not to think of himself.

In particular, she asked Shinichi Kudo to help with the investigation.

Although he threw a grenade at Shinichi Kudo last night, he felt that Shinichi Kudo shouldn't die so easily.

Seeing that Qingze guessed it so quickly, Ran Mouri felt slightly frustrated, with a sense of defeat that nothing could be hidden from him.

[Mr. Qingze really guessed it right away.]

Send me the destination.

Qingze put down his phone, sat up in bed, and stretched with one hand.

He wanted to see what they had found out.

......

The white car arrived at the Red Maple Inn in the mountains before the sun had completely set.

After getting out of the car, Ran Mouri quickly ran to the edge of the observation deck and exclaimed in amazement.

From the observation deck, you can see the entire mountain forest, filled with beautiful red maple leaves. The setting sun casts its rays, giving the maple leaves a shimmering glow.

It's so beautiful you can't take your eyes off it.