Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Seeing them leave, Ran Mouri breathed a sigh of relief and watched Aoze eat, resting her chin on her hand.

She asked cautiously, "You really didn't see it?"

Qingze: "..."

What are you concerned about?

Ran Mouri turned her head to the side and pouted.

Of course, he's bothered by the fact that Qingze saw another woman's body!

But there's no stance or reason to care...

"I said, only the back."

Ran Mouri's ears twitched, and she turned her head back.

"Don't do that again next time."

She's not a real girl.

"Oh."

Qingze glanced at her and continued eating.

Where did you take her?

"A safe house."

Is it the one you usually stay at?

"No."

Qingze finished his lunch in a few bites and stood up.

"Let's go."

Given Vodka's capabilities, he should have already hacked the surveillance system.

Now, we need to take the hard drive containing the surveillance data with us.

Ran Mouri quickly followed in his footsteps.

"Are we going to the control room now?"

"Yes, the control room in these places is usually on the basement level, with a dedicated server room storing various servers. All we need to do is sneak in and remove the hard drives storing the surveillance footage..."

Qingze arrived at the service center and checked the surveillance footage.

The monitoring system appears to be working, but it is actually malfunctioning; the computer is displaying only repetitive images.

Because it was lunchtime, the staff were having lunch and resting and hadn't noticed yet.

Ran Mouri watched as Aozawa expertly stole two sets of staff uniforms and two hats.

He glanced at the crowd evacuation diagram in the lobby and determined the location of the server room.

Then, after changing his clothes, he led her away from the crowd and sneaked into the basement server room.

Wearing disposable gloves from the restaurant, I quickly removed the hard drive containing the surveillance footage.

This operation was so smooth and skillful, it was comparable to something out of a spy movie.

"Mr. Qingze, how many times have you done this?"

"Infiltration is the most basic skill. Don't just watch, learn from it."

After putting the hard drive in his pocket and checking it to make sure he hadn't disassembled it incorrectly, Qingze led Maoli Ran back the way they came.

In the monitoring room of the lobby, police officer Kazami Yuya, who had finally arrived, took out his police ID to retrieve the surveillance footage, but he was a step too late.

The monitoring system, having lost its memory, went black.

Chapter 188 Qingze's Actions (First Update)

Because of Amuro Tooru's status as a secret police officer, he couldn't show himself, so his subordinates were responsible for things like accessing surveillance footage.

But Kazami Yuya didn't expect that the organization could act so quickly.

Upon seeing the glaring "Storage Lost" message on the screen, Conan, who had arrived with him, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Someone has broken into the server room!

"Mr. Kazami! The server room! They must still be there!"

The surveillance footage was normal when we came in, which means the person who tampered with it is currently in the server room!

Kazami Yuya reacted quickly, sharply asking the staff member next to him, "Where is the server room?!"

"Basement, 103!"

The moment their location was confirmed, the two rushed towards the basement like arrows released from a bow.

Just as Qingze was preparing to evacuate, he caught the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the stairwell.

Two footsteps approached from afar, one of them light and short—the footsteps of a child. Aozawa couldn't think of anyone else but that brat Conan Edogawa.

He suddenly pulled Ran Mouri to the nearby power distribution room.

With a quick glance, he shoved Ran Mori into a secluded corner, and then pulled the power switch off the entire service center.

Darkness instantly engulfed the basement, so thick it was impenetrable.

The sudden, absolute darkness left Qingze completely bewildered. He simply closed his eyes, relying on his memory to quickly retreat to the shadows of the wall behind the door, holding his breath and merging completely into the darkness.

The footsteps below abruptly stopped.

Conan instantly activated the night vision function of his glasses, and the darkness before him was no longer an obstacle.

With a swift "click," Kazami Yuya cocked the pistol, and at the same time, his phone flashlight suddenly blazed on, a blinding beam piercing the darkness.

Kazami's voice was low, tense, and unusually serious: "Conan! Go upstairs and don't come down. Have someone guard the stairs!"

We don't know what the situation is like down there, it's too dangerous to bring a child along.

"Okay!" Conan didn't try to be brave and turned to run back.

The organization won't send many people to retrieve the videos; sealing off the exits is the key.

Inside the power distribution room, Qingze's breathing was so light it was almost imperceptible.

Ran Mouri hid in the corner. The darkness had little effect on her. Even in the dark, her body could vaguely see the outline of Aozawa leaning against the wall.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Could it be Mr. Amuro who is coming?

What if we get caught?

The basement was deathly silent, except for the echoing footsteps of Kazami Yuya.

He checked each room one by one, his nerves on edge. Finally, the sign for the power distribution room appeared in the flashlight beam.

The beam of light probed into the open doorway and swept across the room. Kazami held the gun steadily in his right hand, his index finger pressed against the trigger, his whole body tense. He turned sideways and carefully stepped into the room.

Right now!

A powerful gust of wind tore through the air without warning and roared in!

Kazami Yuya's alarm bells rang loudly. Before he could react, a sharp pain shot through his wrist, and the pistol flew out of his hand!

Immediately afterwards, he was struck hard in the abdomen. In a dizzying moment, he was slammed to the ground by a tremendous force and crashed heavily to the ground.

The phone slipped from his hand, rolled twice, and landed face down, instantly illuminating the entire electrical room with its blinding light.

Kazami Yuya opened his eyes in excruciating pain, trying to see the attacker, but before he could see anything, a dull pain came from the back of his neck, and his consciousness went dark.

Qingze's gaze swept across the police officer's face without lingering for a moment. He stepped on the phone on the ground, and the light source was immediately swallowed by darkness.

He quickly pulled out the disposable gloves he had used before from his pocket, put them on, and picked up the phone.

The screen is locked and cannot be unlocked.

He turned off the flashlight, bent down to pick up the fallen pistol, and gestured towards the corner, signaling Ran Mouri to follow.

Ran Mouri glanced at the unconscious man lying on the ground and apologized to him in her heart.

There's no other way to avoid being exposed.

The two men, like two shadows blending into the darkness, slipped silently out of the power distribution room.

The corridor outside was still shrouded in darkness, and Ran Mouri could faintly hear breathing coming from the direction of the stairs.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Conan.

Conan heard a few noises coming from the power distribution room, which quickly quieted down. He immediately realized that Mr. Kazami had made a mistake.

Judging from the movements, the other party should have quickly knocked Mr. Kazami down without actually killing him.

The other party's current demand is to escape, so Mr. Kazami should be relatively safe.

He hid in a dark corner, the tranquilizer dart in his hand poised to fire.

The person who came to handle the surveillance was unlikely to know of his existence, much less know that he had an anesthetic needle; it was all about exploiting an information gap.

If we can hit the target, the situation will be stable.

He told Ran to stop and listen to his instructions, and Qingze, holding his gun, silently headed towards the stairwell.

Since that brat Conan didn't follow, he must be lying in ambush at the stairwell. That tranquilizer dart he has is a troublesome thing.

Qingze moved stealthily toward the stairwell, like a silent shadow.

Conan's glasses seem to have many functions, but it's uncertain whether they have night vision. To be on the safe side, it's best to avoid direct confrontation. Otherwise, even if it's Ran Mouri's body, it's hard to explain why she's here, dressed in a staff uniform.

The stairwell is just a stone's throw away.

The sounds of discussion and footsteps coming from above, caused by the power outage.

"What's going on? Why is the power out at the visitor center?"

"Go down and check the circuit breaker, see if it has tripped."

Several hurried footsteps approached, about to reach the stairwell.

Conan's heart skipped a beat!

Oh no! Someone's coming down!

The intruders are still down there. It would be extremely dangerous to send staff who are unaware of the situation down!

He stopped lying in wait and quickly ran out of the dark corner and up the stairs.

Protecting the safety of these staff members is more important than staking out the intruder.

The stairwell was lit for a moment, then the door opened and closed again, plunging the interior back into darkness.

Qingze silently crept behind the door.

Once you step out of this door, you'll be on the first floor.

But if there are people outside, it's a bit of a problem.

Conan blocked the way of several staff members, telling them to stay away from the area because a criminal had run in and the police were chasing him.

Although the staff members had doubts, they were also somewhat scared. After exchanging glances, they prepared to call the police and ask the security team to come and check the situation.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief after persuading several staff members to leave temporarily.

Looking at that door, he was caught in a mental struggle.

This basement has only one exit; if you seal the door, the person inside will have no chance of escape.

But Mr. Kazami is still inside. If the door is sealed, the intruder inside might reveal their true intentions, using Mr. Kazami as a threat, or even killing him.

Are we just going to do nothing?

He made a quick decision, hid behind a large flowerpot in the corridor, took out his phone, turned on the camera, pointed it at the door, and started recording.

Since we cannot prevent the other party from leaving, we must at least know what they look like.

In this way, it wasn't entirely without gain.

Chapter 189 Leaving the Basement (2 Updates)