Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Warning! Left rotor shaft hit! Engine power imbalance! System failure!!"

The dashboard in front of Vodka suddenly flashed a blinding red light, and a piercing alarm blared, drowning out everything!

The Osprey's massive left propeller suddenly slowed to a stop, becoming extremely unstable and emitting a terrifying creaking sound! The enormous fuselage instantly lost its balance, tilting and spinning violently to the right!

The red alarm lights inside the cockpit were flashing wildly, and Vodka and Gin were pulling the lever desperately, but they couldn't completely stabilize the situation!

"Big Brother! The engine is severely damaged! We must evacuate!!"

Vodka's voice was filled with panic, and the immense resistance from the joystick made his arm go numb.

Gin's excitement froze, replaced by a barely suppressed anger!

He stared intently at the FBI helicopter circling in the distance, equally teetering on the brink of collapse but still persisting, and practically spat out the name through gritted teeth.

“Ray…”

An osprey that has lost most of its power is a sitting duck in the air, especially when time is running out.

He lost another game.

"withdraw!"

Gin pulled the lever sharply.

The osprey, teetering on the brink of losing control, trailed thick black smoke and flew in an abnormal posture, turning around in a sorry state and staggering towards the dark sea beyond the coastline.

Qingze: "..."

It's better not to fly with these cormorants.

……

Below, the explosions on the Ferris wheel continued, as if determined to destroy the entire Ferris wheel.

Taking advantage of the moment when Gin's helicopter was tied up by Akai and couldn't attend to anything else, Amuro Tooru carried Kazami Yuya on his back and, gritting his teeth, slid down the Ferris wheel's steel frame, which was tilting violently and could collapse at any moment.

Conan followed closely behind him, his small stature belying his exceptional agility.

Flames from the explosion burned below, and the metal structure emitted a deathly groan. Amuro Tooru used railings and broken beams as footholds, each step fraught with peril.

Finally, just before the main structure of the Ferris wheel completely collapsed, he carried Kazami and, with Conan in tow, jumped off a lower beam!

"Bang!" The three of them crashed heavily onto a relatively safe platform buffer zone below.

They emerged unharmed from the Ferris wheel explosion, with no serious injuries or missing limbs.

Qingze: "..."

These two are cheating, aren't they?

"Mr. Fangtani!"

Several plainclothes but efficient police officers rushed forward and took the unconscious Kazami Yuya from the bed.

Amuro Tooru stood up, panting, wiping the blood and sweat from his face. He looked at the Osprey, which was fleeing in a sorry state, trailing black smoke, with a complicated expression, and then turned to the FBI helicopter in the air, which was also damaged but hovered like a rock.

This time, we really have to rely on them.

Inside the FBI helicopter in the air, Shuichi Akai slowly lowered his scorching hot sniper rifle, his sharp eyes behind the lens locked on the direction the Osprey had fled, without giving chase.

"They got away... But Gin, we'll see each other again soon."

Chapter 214 Someone is cheating, I want to report it.

Qingze's expression was complex and hard to describe.

With three parts disdain, four parts shock, two parts disbelief, and one part bewilderment.

Even with a dragon charging right at you, you can still lose?

That's an osprey! It just flew away, puffing out black smoke...

Is the organization really that bad, or is Shuichi Akai cheating?

It can't be the former, so it must be the latter...

Not only Shuichi Akai is overpowered.

Amuro Tooru and Kudo Shinichi are also overpowered.

He escaped unharmed after quickly descending from the top of a Ferris wheel dozens of stories high during the series of explosions.

Although, apart from the first bomb that destroyed the Ferris wheel's connecting rod, which was made of particularly large quantities of material, the other bombs were just impressive in appearance.

But wouldn't it be too disrespectful to not get hurt at all?

Qingze even wondered if he had accidentally stumbled into a theater where good versus evil was at war.

The scene of evil forces fleeing in disarray under the attack of justice is exactly like the one before my eyes.

This time, the side of justice gained nothing, while the side of evil lost Curaçao and its Osprey was damaged.

However, now is the time for him, this neither just nor evil third party, to reap the reward.

Rumble!

After Conan and the others escaped, the massive half-wheel of the Ferris wheel finally crashed to the ground.

Huge waves, tens of meters high, mixed with broken steel, burning debris, and churned seabed silt, surged into the sky like a tsunami.

A violent shockwave swept across the sea, causing the entire bay to tremble violently.

Thick smoke and water mist instantly spread out, completely enveloping the crash site.

The ground was shaking, helicopters were ascending, and police officers were fleeing.

Qingze's figure shot into the sky-covering dust like a swift black shadow.

The smoke and dust were invisible to the infrared night vision device. He moved silently and quickly to a pile of metal debris that had been overturned by the explosion and was half-buried in the broken concrete.

There, Curaçao was covered in blood, her silver hair was disheveled, one arm was twisted unnaturally, and her chest was rising and falling slightly.

"I'm quite lucky."

The previous explosion was just a cover-up and didn't actually hit her, but even so, the impact was still considerable.

Curaçao not only had to disappear from their sight through the explosion, but also had to escape the Ferris wheel amidst the blast.

Besides absolute strength, luck is also needed.

Clearly, Lady Luck was on her side.

He carried the unconscious man and quickly left the area.

……

The third floor of the Mori Detective Agency.

Ran Mouri tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

Qingze only told him the general idea, that he would use the Ferris wheel to make Curaçao fake her death.

But she had no idea how to do it or what methods to use.

After they parted ways that day, Qingze never contacted her again, and she had no idea how the plan was going.

She took out her phone and couldn't help but look at posts about the ocean park.

"An unexpected fire broke out...the park will be closed early..."

Visitors complained that they hadn't had enough fun, the park closed early, and there were no fireworks.

But apart from that, there were no more posts.

Feeling uneasy, she picked up her phone and couldn't resist sending a message to Qingze.

But I'm worried about the impact on Qingze.

He opened and closed the chat window several times before finally putting it down and rubbing his hair in frustration.

This feeling of waiting is unbearable.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, my phone vibrated.

She jolted awake and immediately grabbed her phone.

A message appeared on the screen.

The plan was successful, and everything went smoothly.

The tension in my heart instantly subsided, and my anxiety faded away.

If the plan succeeded, then Miss Curaçao should have been rescued successfully.

Is there anything I can help with?

Looking at the message, Qingze glanced at the unconscious Curaçao in the back seat through the rearview mirror, thought for a moment, typed out the text, deleted it, and sent an address.

Come over tonight.

After sending the message, Qingze put his phone aside, turned the steering wheel, and left Tokyo Bay far behind.

Ran Mouri checked the time.

ten o'clock.

In the living room, my dad was still watching TV, showing no sign of going to sleep.

She took a box of sleeping pills from the drawer, went out of the bedroom to the pantry, poured a glass of water, and let the sleeping pills dissolve.

"Dad, it's getting late. Have some water and go to bed."

Kogoro Mori lay on the tatami mat, propping his chin up with his hand, showing no interest in sleeping.

"It's only ten o'clock, what's the rush?"

Ran Mouri frowned, slammed her water glass down on the table, and looked down at the person lying there with a strong sense of intimidation.

"It's already late at 10 o'clock!"

How can she go out if she doesn't sleep?

Miss Curaçao must be injured; she needs to get there quickly.

Kogoro Mouri stared blankly at his daughter in front of him.

When did Xiaolan become so charismatic?

It's not that I never got angry before, but how should I put it, that state was completely different from now.

Previously, we knew she was angry, and the intimidation came from physical force. Now, it's her aura that's intimidating from within, making people dare not disobey.

He obediently drank the water, turned off the TV, and went to sleep.

He was a little puzzled.

I see Xiaolan every day, so where did this change come from?

After turning off the living room lights, Ran Mouri returned to her bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and began to change her clothes.

About half an hour later, after changing her clothes, she came out and pressed her ear against the bedroom door to listen for a while. When she confirmed that she could hear even snoring coming from inside, she quietly left the room.

Motorcycles travel along the streets, passing by numerous wailing police cars.

While driving, Ran Mouri glanced in the direction of the ocean park.

Originally, from this spot, you could see the giant Ferris wheel of Ocean Park, but now it's pitch black and you can't see anything.

The car drove to a secluded suburban villa, and Qingze brought the unconscious Curaçao back into the house.

Curaçao's condition was neither good nor bad, and Qingze injected her with the organization's emergency medication.

His breathing is currently stable, and there are no signs of excessive blood loss.

She had many abrasions, burns, and dislocated arms. In addition to these superficial injuries, she suffered more internal injuries.

Not only the impact of the bomb during the explosion, but also the huge tremors caused by the Ferris wheel tipping over, all of these put a tremendous burden on the internal organs.

If it weren't for his extraordinary physical abilities, he probably would have died from the massive tremors when the Ferris wheel tipped over.

After setting her dislocated arm back in place and checking her blood pressure, Qingze considered it for a moment and decided to wait for Ran Mouri to treat her wound.

Ran Mouri rode her motorcycle along the navigation, looked at the villa with its lights on, and sent a text message to Aoze on her phone.

【I have arrived. 】