Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Kogoro Mouri walked over, looked at the beautiful scenery, and exclaimed sincerely:

"The scenery is truly beautiful. No wonder the Fukuda couple comes here every year at this time to admire the autumn leaves..."

According to his records, the deceased Fukuda couple had come here to enjoy the autumn leaves, but they had to return in the rainy night before they could even stay for a day, and then they died on the steep mountain road.

The beautiful scenery was instantly tinged with blood, and the joy that had been felt because of the beautiful view faded considerably.

Conan, who had followed along, glared at the stinky old man who couldn't speak properly. Why bring up such things at a time like this?

Hattori Heiji looked around and saw only a few cars next to the inn.

"The scenery is alright, but it seems like there aren't many tourists here."

"It's probably because it's a weekday, and this place is quite remote..." Kogoro Mouri said.

If he hadn't come here to investigate a case, he wouldn't have known that the scenery here was so beautiful.

This viewing platform was also privately built. It was constructed by extending wooden planks from the hillside to form a small platform with a railing, and it looks quite old.

Moreover, the only hotel here doesn't seem like it can accommodate many people.

"You guys stay here and look around, I'll go book rooms."

Kogoro Mouri walked towards the inn alone, leaving the three of them standing on the observation deck.

Looking at the sunset and red maple leaves in front of him, Hattori Heiji thought this place would be quite suitable as a confession location.

Under the glow of the setting sun, confess your feelings to the one you love, and then, bathed in orange light, share a kiss that lasts a century.

Oh my, just thinking about it makes me a little excited.

The dark-skinned boy's face was slightly flushed, but his skin was so dark that the glow of the setting sun already carried a reddish hue, so no one could tell.

Ran Mouri leaned against the railing, watching the sun gradually sink below the horizon. A gentle breeze blew through the mountains, causing her hair to flutter softly. It was a peaceful and beautiful scene.

Conan looked up at her profile, somewhat mesmerized.

Once he returns to Tokyo, he won't be able to live at the agency anymore, so scenes like this, where he goes out with Ran and the older man, will probably be very rare.

His parents are already on a flight back to Japan. Fumiyo Edogawa will reappear, and he will return to his own home.

Several cars arrived at the hotel one after another, and people got out of the cars in twos and threes, either to enjoy the scenery or to check in directly to the hotel.

Qingze drove a white Audi and reached the mountaintop just before the last rays of the setting sun disappeared.

He braked to a stop, shifted gears, and turned off the engine in one smooth motion.

As he stepped out of the car, his gaze immediately fell upon the girl still standing on the observation deck.

Standing next to the girl were two figures, one tall and one short. The taller figure stood a little further away, while the elementary school student, Shinichi Kudo, stood next to Ran Mouri, looking up at the girl's profile without blinking.

It's just like the saying, "You're looking at the scenery, while I'm looking at you."

He leaned against the car, looking at the scene over there, and felt that this kind of scene was perfect for lighting a cigarette and pretending to be melancholy.

There was no audience, and I didn't have any cigarettes in my pocket, so even if I performed, no one would watch.

He took a step and walked towards the observation deck.

The boots made a crisp sound on the gravel ground, and the obvious footsteps made all three of them turn around.

The newcomer had one hand in his pocket, a relaxed posture, a peaceful expression, and a smile on his lips.

Seeing Ran Mouri's eyes widen in surprise, he greeted her.

"Ms. Maori."

Ran Mouri stared intently at Aoyama as he approached, sensing that Aoyama was acting very differently today.

My face looks softer now that I've changed my hairstyle.

Surprisingly, one could see a tenderness on her face that would never have appeared before.

The lips are a bit pale and lack color.

She blurted out, "Mr. Qingze! Why did you change your hairstyle?"

Ran Mouri thought her previous wolf tail look was pretty cool, especially when she had white hair, it looked really stylish.

She was thinking of getting her hair braided sometime, but it's a bit of a shame that it was suddenly cut off.

"Someone told me that girls prefer a neater hairstyle."

As he spoke, he walked up to Ran Mouri, tilted his head, and asked earnestly:

"Doesn't it look good?"

"It's beautiful!" Ran Mouri answered without hesitation.

Even a regular hairstyle looks incredibly handsome on Qingze.

Qingze smiled slightly.

That's more or less.

Chapter 133 What brings you here, kid?

Watching the two of them talking as if no one else was around, Conan felt a pang of jealousy welling up inside him.

They had no right to do anything before, and they have even less right to do anything now.

Heiji Hattori, who was being ignored nearby, frowned.

"Who is this person?"

He even acted like he knew Ran Mouri very well.

Conan looked gloomy. "Aozawa, the two victims in the case we're investigating are his parents."

"Huh? Then why isn't his surname Fukuda?"

Hattori Heiji remembered that the two deceased were surnamed Fukuda.

"I don't know."

"And who is this?" Aozawa looked at the dark-skinned man who was speaking openly with Conan.

"My name is Hattori Heiji, and I'm a detective."

Qingze was friendly. "I've long admired your name. My name is Qingze."

They clasped hands briefly, then separated.

"Why is Mr. Qingze here too?"

“Miss Mori said she had found out some things about my parents, so I came over.”

As he spoke, Qingze looked at Mouri Ran.

Ran Mouri nodded, cooperating with Aoze's performance.

No one doubted this. Since Ran had asked Shinichi to investigate, it was normal for him to inform her of the findings.

"How much do you know about your parents?" Hattori Heiji asked.

He was more concerned about the case than the unusual atmosphere between this person and Ran Mouri.

"I'm sorry, I may have suffered a great shock, I've lost a lot of my memories, I don't remember anything about my biological parents or my past..."

Qingze briefly explained that he was an orphan who was adopted.

The more Hattori Heiji listened, the more his brows furrowed.

How could that be? That's the Fukuda family, a famous political family. How could they let a direct descendant of the main branch become an orphan?

What is going on here?

"I came here this time also to find out the truth about what happened back then."

Conan looked at him, pondering how likely it was that the person in front of him was Vermouth.

Since Vermouth has already contacted Ran using Chris's identity, she shouldn't be impersonating Qingze as well, right?

However, the man's face was pale and his lips were white, which was consistent with what was said before that he was in poor health and was often recuperating.

As darkness fell, the group entered the inn. Kogoro Mouri had booked two rooms and was sitting in the inn, painfully looking at the menu.

He was somewhat surprised to see Qingze.

"Why are you here, kid?"

Aozawa gave a faint smile, just like when Ran Mouri used his body to deal with Kogoro Mouri last time.

"After all, this matter is related to me, involving my biological parents. I can't just sit at home and wait for news without feeling at ease."

"I didn't expect you to have such a complicated background."

Kogoro Mouri sighed.

All I knew before was that this kid was an orphan who was later adopted by a wealthy businessman; I didn't remember anything from before.

It seems that the kid is lucky to be alive.

The fact that the Fukuda family could so decisively and cleanly kill that repairman from back then shows they're no pushovers.

Qingze wore a complex, confused, and sad expression. "I'm sorry, I don't remember anything about the past..."

The pale young man's brows furrowed with vulnerability, like a traveler who had lost his way and had nowhere to return, looking around blankly, surrounded by loneliness.

Even though she knew it was Aozawa acting, Ran Mouri still couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

"Mr. Qingze, we will help you find out everything! We definitely will!"

The girl comforted the young man, who gave her a gentle smile.

"Thank you, Miss Lan."

Qingze naturally changed the way he addressed her.

Kogoro Mouri's fist hardened!

Ah! That damned brat! He actually used a self-inflicted injury ploy on her Xiaolan!!!

He wished he could shake his daughter awake.

Xiaolan, wake up! This kid has never lacked food or clothing; he was adopted by a wealthy businessman. He's never experienced hardship! What's wrong with him?!

Conan clenched his fists, turned his face away, and refused to look at Ran's tenderness towards another man.

Heiji Hattori glanced at Conan, then at the uncle whose eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and finally realized what was happening.

Could it be that Qingze has feelings for Ran Mouri?!

shock!

So, this is Kudo's love rival?

He pulled Conan to a secluded corner and whispered something to him.

"Kudo, your rival is eyeing you covetously. Are you just going to stand by and watch? Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

He was extremely disappointed in them.

"what can I do?"

Conan is dejected.

They just exchanged a few words; it was a normal conversation.

They could fool him before by pretending to be a child, but now that everyone knows he's Shinichi Kudo, how can they still treat him like a real child?

His interruption at this moment will only increase Xiaolan's annoyance.

Hattori Heiji rubbed his head vigorously in an annoyed manner.

"You're just going to give up like this?"

Kudo, you're such a jerk!

"How can it be!"

"Then why don't you do anything?"

"Isn't that what I'm already doing?"