Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

He is a bad person.

He is a villain who has committed numerous evils and crimes, and who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

However, it's enough to be self-aware in such matters.

The girl's eyes curved into crescents, and her smile was gentle.

"Mr. Qingze is a good person."

The two girls rested for a while and then practiced for a while. Subaru Okiya also practiced target shooting for a while and even went to the sniper area on the other side to play for a bit.

As he left, he saw Qingze practicing.

When they returned, Qingze was still practicing.

He walked over to the young man and carefully examined the focused young man.

At first glance, Qingze looks like Koniak, but when the real person appears in front of you and you look closely, he doesn't look like him anymore.

It's not just a difference in temperament; there are many more complex things involved.

Seeing that the young man's magazine was empty and he was starting to reload, preparing to continue, he asked:

"Don't your hands get sore from practicing like this all the time?"

An experienced player only needs to pretend to be a novice for a short while; pretending for an hour or two will only backfire.

He practices like this for only one reason—he wants to practice.

Subaru Okiya has temporarily dispelled his suspicions about him.

"It's alright, I can still bear it."

Ran Mouri glanced at him and continued practicing at her own pace.

She had seen Qingze train at the training ground when he was a child, and it was truly pushing him to the limit.

Train until you drop dead, train until you drop dead.

Only through such efforts was he able to fight back, kill the guards, and escape from the mountains.

Ran Mouri also wants to see where her potential lies.

Anyway, Qingze was here, and her father was here too, so she could safely push her body's potential to the limit until her arms were sore and numb that it affected her aim.

Two hours later, Kogoro Mouri successfully solved a murder case disguised as an accident, thanks to Conan's reminder, and the culprit was taken away by the police.

When Kogoro Mouri returned to the shooting range, he found that Aozawa was still practicing.

"Hey kid, you haven't been practicing all this time, have you?"

Kogoro Mouri frowned, looking at his trembling arm with disapproval.

"Everything requires a balance of tension and relaxation. The human body has a limit to the amount of recoil it can withstand. Your arms can't take it anymore, and continuing to train will only have the opposite effect."

Ran Mouri also felt she had reached her limit; the trembling in her arms was affecting her aim.

She smiled and said, "I rarely handle guns, so this was a rare opportunity, and I got a little carried away."

She put down the gun and stretched her sore and numb arm.

Fortunately, Qingze is in excellent physical condition; otherwise, he probably wouldn't even be able to lift his arm now.

"How many shots hit?"

"One of my shots hit the bullseye." Ran Mouri said with some pride.

From missing the target at 10 meters to hitting the bullseye with one shot, she has made great progress.

"Not bad!"

Kogoro Mouri was fairly satisfied with this new student.

Talented, persevering, hardworking, humble, quick to learn, and with a good attitude.

Aside from coveting his family's bok choy, he's practically the perfect student.

Whether you find someone pleasing to the eye or not can happen in an instant.

Kogoro Mouri, who had just thought the student was alright, immediately flew into a rage when he saw Aozawa lean in front of his daughter and raise his arm in a wronged manner.

But the young man's expression was normal; he did not seem aggrieved.

He was simply asking the girl a normal question about how to relieve her arm pain.

The girl remained calm, reaching out to grab the young man's arm and gently massaging a few spots on his body.

"Stretching can also help relax muscles at specific points using a massage gun, but the soreness and numbness won't be reduced much. Resting will help it recover quickly."

This somewhat intimate but not overly intimate gesture immediately drew angry stares from the two of them.

Watching Ran massage Aozawa's arm, Conan felt sour he could barely contain himself. If looks could kill, he would want to kill this annoying guy a thousand times over.

But since Xiaolan took the initiative to do this, he had no reason to stop her.

Compared to Conan, who can only rage helplessly and can't do anything, Kogoro Mouri is much more straightforward.

He took two steps forward and grabbed the young man's arm.

"Where does it hurt? Let me massage it for you!"

Faced with her father's fiery gaze, Ran Mouri, disguised as a young man, stammered.

"Uh... biceps..."

Kogoro Mouri squeezed hard, then glanced to the side, only to find that the person didn't react at all.

He pinched the person harder, but there was still no reaction.

Qingze kicked her toe, and Ran belatedly realized that she should react now.

She pretended to be in pain and pulled her arm away.

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

"Dad, I'm hungry. Let's go back for dinner." Aozawa pulled Kogoro Mori away.

"Ran, don't be fooled by that kid, you know? That kid is such a good actor. It's just that my arm is a little sore, but he's making it sound like it's a big deal..." Kogoro Mouri rambled on, not lowering his voice, deliberately making sure the young man could hear him.

Ran Mouri, disguised in her blue fur coat: "..."

She was just asking how to relieve the soreness, but her father is being far too sensitive!

Sonoko Suzuki, who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines, chuckled to herself.

so fun.

She magically produced several tickets and secretly slipped one to each of Qingze and Xiaolan.

"These are VIP tickets for the Ocean Park. It opens tomorrow and has the world's first two-wheeled Ferris wheel. You definitely have to ride it!"

As she spoke, she winked mysteriously, "There's also a fireworks display and a light show tonight..."

When the Ferris wheel reaches its highest point, whether you're confessing your love or kissing amidst fireworks and lights, it's the ultimate in romance!

A blush of anticipation spread across her face as she patted the girl's shoulder.

"Seize the opportunity!"

Qingze: "..."

What nonsense is she thinking about again?

But an amusement park?

It's been a long time since I've been there.

Chapter 180 I Want to Go Out and Play

Back in Tokyo, the group parted ways.

Sitting in Subaru Okiya's car, Conan was sullen and felt extremely frustrated.

Seeing Xiaolan being intimate with another man was more painful than killing him.

Ironically, he didn't even have the right to be jealous.

Subaru Okiya glanced at the boy who exuded a gloomy aura, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The mutual unrequited love of the past was bittersweet.

Now, unrequited love is nothing but bitterness.

The cell phone rang.

Subaru Okiya glanced at the caller ID, put on his headphones, and answered the phone.

As the person on the other end of the phone spoke, his lips pursed and his brows furrowed slightly.

"I see."

The Black Organization has actually infiltrated the police department.

Japanese police are expected to arrest him tonight, which presents a good opportunity for them.

If the Japanese police can't catch them, then they can take advantage of the situation.

Conan turned to look at him. "Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I have something to do, I'll take you home first."

Subaru Okiya had no intention of telling him.

This arrest operation is an internal matter for the FBI and is not suitable for disclosure to outsiders.

Conan arrived at Professor Agasa's house feeling dejected.

The Junior Detective Club members are playing at Professor Agasa's place.

Seeing that Conan was unhappy, they all gathered around him.

"What's wrong, Conan?" Ayumi asked with concern.

Conan sat down on the sofa sullenly. "Nothing, I'm just in a bad mood."

"If you're feeling down, let's go out and have some fun! Professor Agasa managed to get tickets to the Ocean Park!"

"Yes! There's a Ferris wheel, all kinds of fish, and dolphin shows!"

The children chattered excitedly, looking forward to tomorrow's itinerary.

Conan wasn't very interested in this, but he did agree to tomorrow's itinerary.

It's the weekend anyway, so going out and having some fun is a good idea.

Ai Haibara walked over with a cup of black tea and sat down on the sofa.

She took a sip of her black tea, glanced at Conan's expression and demeanor, and asked in a low voice:

"Didn't you go to test Qingze? How did it go?"

Judging from his depressed appearance, Qingze's identity should be fine, but on the other hand, it's hard to say.

Conan shook his head.

"I didn't find out anything. He's not familiar with guns, so it shouldn't be Koniak."

Qingze practiced shooting for the entire morning.

If a gun expert can fool a novice for an entire morning and even fool both him and Mr. Okiya, then he'll admit defeat.

Ai Haibara stared at the black tea in her hand and gave a soft "hmm".

The name "Konyak the Killer" actually spread seven years ago.

Before this, this person's reputation was normal.

So normal that being contrasted with a group of abnormal people makes them seem abnormal.

But the environment has a huge impact on a person.

If someone hasn't gone mad yet, it's only because the environment isn't bad enough.

She didn't know what had happened, nor had she paid any extra attention to this codenamed member.

In short, by the time she heard of this name, this person was already someone everyone in the organization avoided like the plague.