Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Did you betray the organization?"

Looking at him, Curaçao asked the question calmly.

There was no hatred for the traitor, no loyalty to the organization; he simply asked a question calmly.

Seeing her like this, Qingze knew that the loyalty the organization had instilled in her had failed.

After experiencing freedom and joy, no one would want to go back to the cage.

Even if this happiness only lasts for a moment.

He looked at Ran Mouri, who began to perform according to the pre-arranged lines.

"Betrayal?" The young man scoffed. "I've never been loyal."

"Make your choice: forget what happened these past two days and go back to the organization to continue your previous life, or choose to stand with us."

"What kind of organization are you?"

"We do not belong to any power; we belong only to ourselves."

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Chapter 202 What a great place!

The ocean park remains lively even at night.

Curaçao can't forget this amusement park.

Qingze certainly didn't mean to deny her wish, since it was Curaçao who was bearing the risk.

Whether the feigned death can be successfully achieved is uncertain.

This is essentially the last bit of leisure time before the plan begins.

Just in time, the light show that Sonoko Suzuki had mentioned officially began.

Looking at the ever-changing five-colored lights below the Ferris wheel, Qingze's eyes deepened.

This is truly a wonderful place, much like the five-color palette of Curaçao...

The previously vague plan instantly became clear.

He took Curaçao's arm, and Curaçao, wearing a black wig and sunglasses, froze, not quite used to such contact.

She tried to relax and not let herself show any unusual behavior.

The two girls walked forward arm in arm, one tall and one short, like two best friends.

Ran Mouri was stunned, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was herself or Qingze.

Qingze took two steps forward with Curaçao, but when he saw that Ran Mouri was still standing there in a daze, he stepped back and grabbed her hand.

"Don't stand there in a daze."

He took one person in each hand and led them to a quiet corner where there were no surveillance cameras.

They let go of each other's hands, and both of them looked at him.

"Now, listen to what I have to say..."

A sea breeze from Tokyo Bay blew in as the girl calmly recounted her arrangements and plans. Two people, one tall and one short, stood beside her, listening intently.

Curaçao looked at the girl, her feelings unusually complicated.

This girl is really amazing.

In her words, Japanese public security and organizations seem to be pawns that can be controlled.

This certainty and confidence inspires subconscious admiration and trust.

Who came up with the code name?

She should clearly be a dazzling "diamond," not an ordinary "agate."

……

The amusement park was bustling with people.

Curaçao left first.

Qingze took off his hat, letting his long hair fall behind him, and turned his coat inside out, tying it around his waist.

Ran Mouri removed her golden wig, glasses, and hat, revealing Aozawa's original appearance.

Wearing masks and walking out from a different location, the two people looked different from before.

The two of them, like any other tourists, found a bench under surveillance and sat down to watch the Ferris wheel's light show.

Not long after, Curaçao reappeared, now dressed in staff clothes, having removed all her previous disguise.

Looking at the flickering lights, she clutched her head in anguish.

On the bench, the girl looked surprised. After saying a few words to the young man next to her, she quietly took out her phone.

He opened his phone's camera and pointed it at Curaçao, who was watching the Ferris wheel light show in the crowd.

The Ferris wheel's colorful lights were dazzling. A lonely figure with silver hair sat on a flower bed in the corner, looking at the lights, holding his head, and looking pained.

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The photo captures this image from behind.

Under Ran Mouri's gaze, Aozawa opened LINE and sent the photo to Tooru Amuro.

Ran Mouri's contact notification popped up, and Amuro Tooru picked up his phone to take a look, his eyes widening immediately.

Even from behind, the silver hair and figure were so distinctive that he recognized who it was at a glance.

Curaçao!

Along with the photo, a message was also sent.

Mr. Amuro, I just saw Ms. Wada at the ocean park.

Amuro Tooru had just returned to his residence and was about to rest when he rushed downstairs before he even had a chance to sit down properly. At the same time, he immediately made a phone call to Ran Mouri.

Curaçao even has a marine park!

This is truly a huge surprise.

"Miss Lan, are you alone at the ocean park? Is Miss Wada still there?"

Hearing the rapid footsteps coming from the other end of the phone, Qingze knew that the policeman had taken the bait.

The girl's tone rose slightly, "Yes, she seems to be feeling unwell, she keeps covering her head."

"I originally came to watch the fireworks with Mr. Qingze, but I happened to see her. Remembering what you said yesterday about her being a murder suspect, I didn't go over to her, but just quietly took a picture..."

Although Amuro Tooru's words were spoken to Ran Mouri, who was disguised as Aozawa, "Ran Mouri" was not present at the time.

But afterwards, "Aozawa" told "Ran Mouri" that this was perfectly normal.

With Ran Mouri's identity, it would be incredibly easy for her to bait these police officers and the FBI.

Amuro Tooru did not doubt Ran Mouri's words at all.

He couldn't fathom the reason why Ran Mouri would deliberately post such a photo to deceive him.

"Ms. Lan, please be careful. I'll call the police right away!"

"Yes, I'll keep an eye on her."

After hanging up the phone, Ran Mouri, who was wearing a youth skin and a mask, looked over with concern.

Is this really a good idea?

Qingze's eyes were calm.

"This was her own choice."

If you want freedom, you have to take risks.

Many things should be done sooner rather than later.

The longer it drags on, the greater the risk.

Curaçao wanted to ride the Ferris wheel, and she had plenty of time to fulfill this wish before the police arrived.

After that, it was his business.

Acting is a fundamental skill for disguise.

Playing a person with amnesia is not complicated for Curaçao.

With just a little recollection, one can know what state to project.

Besides overall condition, attention to detail is also crucial.

She kept covering her head until the lights went out, and it seemed that she finally got rid of that headache.

She stared blankly at the giant Ferris wheel in front of her, and after a while, she joined the queue.

Yesterday she went on many amusement park rides, but she hadn't ridden the Ferris wheel yet.

No one knows whether faking death will succeed; if it fails, it means real death.

If I can try it before I die, I will have no regrets.

After the queue started in Curaçao, Aozawa and Ran Mouri also joined the queue.

Today, since we didn't get the VIP tickets from Miss Suzuki, we had to queue to ride the attractions.

The two wore matching black masks, looking just like an ordinary young couple, attracting no attention from anyone.

Curaçao chose a private box, while Aozawa and Ran Mouri followed a few steps behind her into the next box.

It takes 30 minutes for the Ferris wheel to complete one rotation.

Thirty minutes should be enough time for the police to arrive.

Inside the private room, as his field of vision slowly rose, Qingze suddenly spoke.

"We need to switch it back."

He's arranging for Curaçao's fake death; it's a huge scheme involving the Japanese Public Security Bureau, organizations, and possibly even the FBI.

He wouldn't dare say how confident he was; it was just an attempt.

To ensure everything went smoothly, he had to use his identity.

Otherwise, if there is any oversight, Curaçao would not be faking his death, but would be truly dead.

"What should we do?"

Ran Mouri was in a dilemma.

I can't get angry right now.

In particular, she can't be the only one who gets angry.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be anger. The condition should be that both parties are in a state of intense emotion."

"for example……?"

Chapter 203 In times of emergency, act expediently; don't worry about it.

Qingze remained silent for a while before taking off his mask.

He looked at her, his lips slightly pursed, and said nothing.

Although it wasn't said, the meaning behind this gesture and gaze was self-evident.

Ran Mouri held her breath instantly, her heart pounding wildly as if gripped by an invisible hand.

Is that what she thought?

Things are moving a little too fast; she's not ready yet...

After a while of mental preparation, Qingze looked at Ran Mouri, who was frozen in front of him, took a deep breath, and with a look of resignation, reached out and took off the mask from her face.

Slightly cool fingers inadvertently touched my cheek, sending an uncontrollable, electric-like shiver through my entire body.

Ran Mouri's face instantly burned, her body stiffened like a stone statue, her breathing almost stopped, and her fingers gripped her trouser leg tightly.