Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Are you an orphan?" Eri asked about Aozawa's basic information.

"Yes, my adoptive father passed away a few years ago, and I've been living alone ever since."

"Does your adoptive father have no other relatives?"

"No, my adoptive father is also a person. He adopted me because he couldn't have children."

Eri nodded.

With no family property disputes, no need to serve elders, and the ability to casually give luxury gifts, they can be considered a very high-quality family.

The only question is about character.

However, character is not something that can be easily discerned; it requires time and events.

She believed that Xiaolan had the ability to discern.

Moreover, it's still uncertain whether they will get together or even start a relationship.

Seeing Eri Kisaki's expression, Kogoro Mouri had a bad feeling.

His wife isn't on his side!

How can this be!

Chapter 196 Your Mom Wants to Sleep with Me

After finishing his meal, Kogoro Mori quickly shooed the young man away.

"Eri, what do you mean?!" He was extremely anxious.

That kid is eyeing their Xiaolan!

"I just think that child is quite nice," Eri Kisaki said calmly as she sipped her tea.

Can a child who cries a lot in private be a bad child?

Kogoro Mouri laughed in exasperation, "What's so great about him!"

"What's wrong with him?" Eri asked back.

"He's after Xiaolan!"

"Besides that?"

Kogoro Mouri has fallen silent.

Indeed, apart from coveting Xiaolan, that kid is not bad at all.

He's rich, good-looking, owns a car, and has a house.

But the old father was very unhappy.

He crossed his arms and sulked to himself.

Qingze pushed him away, "Dad, don't be angry. Didn't I promise you I wouldn't date before I turned 18?"

"Hmph! You've started lying, I don't believe you."

Qingze: "..."

Is this something that can't be let go of?

"Dad, go take a shower. It's getting late, and it's rare for Mom to come all this way."

"Why wash? It's almost winter, why wash so often?"

Eri Kisaki crossed her arms, looked at the man who had no regard for his image, and turned her head away.

"Hmph, I won't sleep in the same room as him! Xiao Lan, I'll sleep with you tonight."

After saying that, she got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Qingze is numb.

He's not really Ran Mouri, don't do this!

He glared at the stinky old man, feeling utterly disappointed in him.

"Dad, you really are..."

It's rare for your wife to come home, why don't you have some marital intimacy? What are you doing?

Are you incapable?

If it weren't for Ran Mouri's character, he would have definitely said to her: "Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?"

With his eyes glancing at Eri, Kogoro Mouri crossed his arms and turned his head to hum.

"Hmph, who wants to sleep with her!"

Qingze: "..."

What are you two doing?

Ignoring the two of them, Qingze returned to his room and sent a message to Ran Mouri.

Go to Curaçao; I'll send you the address.

Ran Mouri's message came quickly.

"Aren't you able to go?"

It's better not to mention this, because just thinking about Qingze gives me a headache.

Your mom said she wants to sleep with me tonight because she has a headache.

Upon seeing this message, Ran Mouri, who was already home, felt an urge to rush over immediately.

No! Absolutely not!

Even her body absolutely cannot sleep with her mother!

Seeing Ran Mouri's strong reaction, Qingze raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled playfully.

Why not? They won't be doing anything anyway.

【No way! /Angry】

"Then let us switch back now."

Ran Mouri puffed out her cheeks angrily; what could she do?

If you sleep with my mom, I'll never talk to you again!!

I'm absolutely ignoring you!!!

Qingze's lips curled slightly. What kind of threat was this?

And this statement is rather ambiguous.

"Okay, I'll tie them all up and put them in one room."

Seeing Qingze say that, Mouri Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingze always keeps his word.

I hope Mr. Qingze can help Mom and Dad reconcile...

Looking at the address sent to her, she grabbed her motorcycle keys, put on the clothes she had bought that afternoon, and went out.

Compared to the villa where Qingze usually lives, this address is a two-room detached house.

There is no yard; the street is right outside the front door, but the surrounding area is relatively quiet.

She stopped the motorcycle and rang the doorbell.

Upon hearing the doorbell, Curaçao, who was still sitting in the living room, lit up and walked to the door, looking out through the peephole.

It was pitch black outside the door; you couldn't see anything.

Out of caution, she did not open the door.

"It's me, Qingze."

The gate opened, and Curaçao appeared before them.

She was still wearing the clothes she wore in the afternoon, and her bare feet were on the ground.

Ran Mouri then realized that she hadn't bought her shoes and socks.

Curaçao was delighted to see Qingze and peeked behind her.

"Didn't Miss Mori come?"

She was a little disappointed that she didn't see the girl.

Ran Mouri went inside and closed the door.

From this angle, Curaçao in front of him was only half a head shorter than him, and the two even had similar hair color. Standing together, they actually looked quite well-matched.

She inwardly grimaced, but didn't show it on her face.

"You care about her a lot?"

All morning, Qingze used her body to talk to Curaçao. She was mindful of her status and kept her distance, not saying anything to Curaçao.

“Miss Mori is very kind to me…” Curaçao felt a little embarrassed under his gaze.

Even without her memories, her perception of good and evil remains sensitive.

Neither that Ms. Mori nor the Aozawa in front of her harbored any ill will towards her.

And for some reason, although she trusted Aoyama a lot, Ms. Mori seemed to know her a little better.

Qingze's attitude towards her was too distant, like that of a stranger.

Logically, she should have felt that seeing someone she felt safe and trusted meant they were someone she knew well, but it seems that wasn't the case.

I don't quite understand.

Ran Mouri sighed inwardly.

Is it enough to just give her some clothes and let her play for a while?

What kind of treatment did this child receive within the organization?

Ran Mouri looked around the room; it was very empty, with almost nothing except some furniture.

When I opened the shoe cabinet, there weren't even any slippers.

She walked into the living room, put down what she was carrying, and Curaçao followed closely behind her.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Curaçao shook her head.

Ran Mouri's gaze fell on her feet, which were very red and had several broken skins, but she hadn't treated them, acting as if the wounds didn't exist.

She frowned slightly.

This Miss Curaçao doesn't seem to know how to take care of herself very well.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes first. It's chilly at night, and you'll easily catch a cold dressed like this."

Ran Mouri took out the clothes one by one, including innerwear and outerwear, all with tags still attached.

Curaçao stared blankly at the person in front of her removing the price tags.

Are these for me?

"Okay, go ahead. I'll go find something to eat."

After saying that, Ran Mouri stood up and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

Since it's a safe house, it must contain all sorts of supplies; it's just a matter of where they're hidden.

Curaçao watched him, then took his clothes and headed to the bathroom.

Ran Mouri found the supplies easily, following Aozawa's habit of putting things away.

There weren't many things in the room: some compressed biscuits, energy bars, some medical supplies, and a few handguns.

She took out the first-aid kit and food and put them on the coffee table, then started rummaging through the wardrobe.

There were indeed clothes in the closet, but only two sets of men's clothing, packed in dust bags, with the tags still on.