Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Seeing Ran's resolute determination, Sonoko clicked her tongue in amazement, "It seems our great detective is in danger."

Conan was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

He glared angrily at Sonoko. This girl, instead of helping him at a time like this, was making sarcastic remarks.

Sonoko wasn't going to take his attitude, so she punched him on the head.

"You little brat, what kind of look is that?"

Conan covered his head and glared at him.

Sonoko wasn't afraid of her. She bent down and looked at this mouthpiece of Shinichi Kudo, warning him:

"Let me tell you, kid. Ran can accept gifts from whomever she wants. You tell that arrogant Shinichi for me, if he doesn't show up soon, I can't help him."

After saying that, she walked forward and came to Xiaolan's side.

"We're done shopping, let's go."

Qingze immediately switched the SIM card to the new phone, and the two walked out together.

"I found a delicious dessert shop. It's a newly opened store and they're having a promotion."

Qingze originally wanted to find an excuse to break up with her, but after hearing what she said, he was immediately attracted by the dessert.

Let's have some dessert first, there's no rush with Ran Mouri.

The two sat facing each other in the dessert shop.

Conan still followed them, and even shamelessly sat at the same table with them, while Aozawa pretended not to see him.

Looking at the menu, Qingze ordered Black Forest Mousse, Chocolate Lava Cake, Peach Daifuku, Tiramisu...

The beautiful pastries were neatly arranged on the table, and their sweet aroma brought Qingze's mood to another level of joy.

Even a scream from the bathroom didn't affect him in the slightest.

Chapter 16 doesn't seem right at all, does it?

Qingze watched as Conan, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly rushed out and headed towards the crime scene like an arrow released from a bow.

According to Ran Mouri, he should have stood up in confusion at this point, taken out his phone, and prepared to call the police.

But there was no need for him to call the police anymore; the shop assistant who heard the noise had already hurriedly picked up his phone.

The shop assistant's face turned pale, and even his fingers were trembling; he looked terrified.

The probability of a murder occurring is as high as 90%.

Qingze's gaze swept around the store and landed on a man wiping his hands with a napkin.

His clothes were stained with water, and there was a small, suspicious damp patch on his black sneakers; the dark color was definitely not water.

He lowered his head slightly, his expression revealing pleasure, disdain, and confidence.

Qingze glanced at it and then looked away, feeling extremely bored.

"Has another case occurred?" Sonoko sighed.

She's become numb to the fact that five out of ten times when she goes out to play, she encounters a case.

"probably."

Qingze slowly finished the last bite of his mousse, then looked regretfully at the few other things he hadn't touched.

Given Ran Mouri's character, he shouldn't be sitting here eating without restraint; he should go see if there's anything he can do to help.

At the very least, one should show concern, maintain order at the scene, and prevent the murderer from escaping.

Really annoying.

Qingze walked to the bathroom door. Inside the stall, a man was lying face down on the floor, his pants half-down, with a metal folding knife stuck in his back. His life was unknown.

A six- or seven-year-old child squatted to the side, showing no fear in the face of this situation, and even checking the child's pulse.

Soon, a look of surprise appeared on the child's face, and he shouted in a tone more mature than his age:

"He's not dead yet! Call an ambulance!"

Qingze took out his phone, using the act of making a call to conceal the scrutiny in his eyes.

Have kids grown up like this already?

Even though he's seen a lot of things alongside Kogoro Mouri, this is still a bit too much for a child.

Ambulances and police cars arrived in a flurry, and a large group of acquaintances quickly took over the coffee shop.

Upon seeing Ran Mouri, the chubby Inspector Megure, wearing a brown trench coat, lowered his eyelids unsurprised. "Ran's here. Your dad wouldn't be here too, would he?"

He felt that this family was like a walking crime detector; wherever they went, they would encounter a case.

No, Dad isn't here.

Qingze shook his head.

I was somewhat curious about the police inspector's reaction.

How to put it... their reaction was as if they were used to encountering cases like this.

Qingze couldn't help but start reflecting on himself.

Has he really become that lax?

Surprisingly, I've never paid attention to the cases that are happening too frequently, or to the Mori family who always seem to be at the center of those cases.

Inspector Megure was satisfied when he saw Conan running out of the restroom.

He'd feel uneasy if Conan wasn't there for any case.

Aozawa watched Conan jumping around at the crime scene, and the police officers acted as if they were used to it and ignored him.

Finally, he seemed to have deduced the truth and set his sights on Sonoko Suzuki.

Aozawa felt a chill; what was this brat up to?

Conan originally intended to use a tranquilizer dart to knock Sonoko unconscious and then use Sonoko's voice to deduce the truth, but suddenly he realized that Ran was watching him.

He was startled and lowered his hand that he had just raised.

He looked up at Xiaolan and asked in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Sister Xiaolan, why are you looking at me like that?"

Qingze walked closer, bent down, and stared at him intently.

Conan felt a little uneasy under her gaze.

"What...what happened?"

Qingze chuckled. "You have something on your face."

As she spoke, she wiped the cream off his lips.

Conan's heart, which had been startled, immediately calmed down.

He thought Xiaolan had discovered something strange.

"Alright, let's go investigate the case. How dare they commit murder in a dessert shop! We must catch this heartless killer!"

The girl waved her fist in encouragement, her eyes sparkling and her spirits soaring.

Conan was momentarily confused, his face turning slightly red.

Don't worry, Xiaolan, he will definitely catch the murderer!

Aozawa walked back to Sonoko's side, pretending to focus his attention on her, and continued talking to her.

That brat Conan Edogawa must have some secret.

No rush, let him slowly reveal his true colors.

As if he had taken a stimulant, Conan changed his position after Ran looked away, turned on his watch, and aimed the scope at Sonoko.

A tranquilizer dart was fired silently, and Sonoko Suzuki felt as if she had been stung by a mosquito on the back of her neck. Sleepiness washed over her uncontrollably.

She slumped into the booth behind her, lowered her head, and appeared to be deep in thought.

"Is she coming? The Queen of Deduction!"

Inspector Megure's eyes gleamed with anticipation; this case was going to be solved quickly, greatly reducing his workload.

Conan pretended to run over to help Sonoko up, secretly stuck a speaker on her, and then hid behind a booth where no one was paying attention.

"I already know who the murderer is, Inspector Megure."

Sonoko's voice rang out, carrying an air of unwavering certainty, and then she began her deduction.

Pretending not to notice, but actually staring intently at Conan, a question mark appeared above Aozawa's head.

Are you serious?

He looked at the garden with its head down, and a deep sense of doubt arose in his heart.

He clearly remembered that Sonoko Suzuki only peeked into the bathroom out of curiosity after the police arrived, and afterwards she basically stayed with him the whole time.

He was certain that Sonoko Suzuki wasn't very interested in the case, and didn't even know how the victim had been murdered.

And so, everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department was eagerly anticipating her deduction.

Is this normal? Is this reasonable?

He looked at Conan, who was hiding behind a booth with half his head peeking out, and Sonoko Suzuki, who was clearly asleep with her head down.

I always feel like this world is somewhat magical.

He initially thought the "reasoning while asleep" thing was just a news gimmick, but he never expected it to be true.

It doesn't look normal at all.

But why does everyone act like it's perfectly normal?

Qingze was puzzled and confused.

His gaze fell on the button-like thing on the hem of Sonoko's clothes, and he really wanted to crush the thing that made the sound.

He sat down, picked up the daifuku on the table, put it in his mouth and chewed. The sweet taste easily suppressed the irritation in his heart.

The sound of meticulous reasoning kept ringing in his ears. Before long, the murderer, who was confident he would not be caught, knelt helplessly on the ground and was arrested by the police.

Qingze watched this drama and felt it was utterly fake.

The police arrived in a flurry of activity and then left just as quickly.

Conan, having finally finished explaining his reasoning, walked out from behind the booth, looking very accomplished.

"Yuanzi, wake up."

Xiaolan pretended not to see him and placed her fingers on the back of Yuanzi's neck.

There was a thin, transparent anesthetic needle there.

He quietly pulled the needle out and tucked it between his fingers.

Chapter 17 Keep it up, girl!

Suzuki Sonoko finally woke up after Aozawa kept calling her name.

She yawned, still unaware of what had happened.

"Huh? Ran? Where are Inspector Megure and the others? Did they leave? Did they solve the case again?"

Qingze smiled and deliberately said, "Yes, the Queen of Deduction has shown her divine power and successfully solved another case."

Upon hearing this, Sonoko Suzuki smiled smugly.

"Really? I'm really amazing!"

She clearly didn't know how the case was solved, yet she believed deep down that she was the one who solved it, and she had no intention of finding out the reason.

The smile in Qingze's eyes faded slightly, almost imperceptibly.

There are more and more incongruous and strange things happening.