Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Ran Mouri could hear the groggy, sleepy quality in his voice.

"Ah."

Qingze gave a soft "hmm" and yawned.

I got home late last night, and hadn't slept for more than a few hours.

Ran Mouri lowered her voice, "Mr. Aozawa, that new employee in the coffee shop is probably a member of the organization; he's dressed as a woman."

Qingze wasn't surprised. "I understand..."

"Mr. Qingze, why does your voice sound a little hoarse?"

"I'm not fully awake yet."

Ran Mouri doesn't sound quite right.

He was definitely not fully awake when he uttered the first sentence, but the latter two sentences no longer had that slumbering quality; his voice was much lower, hoarse, and muffled than usual.

"How long have you been asleep? Have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

"Mr. Qingze, do you have a cold?" Ran Mouri frowned; the more she listened, the more it sounded like she had a cold.

"No..." Qingze yawned again, "I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

I sat up in bed; my sleepiness had completely vanished.

I started coughing; I've actually caught a cold.

He rarely gets sick and has always had a strong immune system.

Now that I have a cold, excluding physical causes, it must be a problem with the seawater!

Seawater contains radioactive materials!

He caught a cold from the radiation!

It definitely wasn't caused by something as stupid as swimming in the sea for hours...

My stomach was growling with hunger.

He ignored it, yawned, poured himself a glass of water, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Ran Mouri frowned as the phone call was disconnected.

It must be a cold, right?

Otherwise, why would someone still be sleeping at four in the afternoon?

She walked towards Aozawa's residence, making a phone call to Conan as she went.

Conan and his friends were playing outside when he saw Ran's call. He was secretly pleased and walked over to answer it.

"orchid!"

When no one is around, he prefers to call Xiaolan by her name rather than "sister".

Ran Mouri didn't exchange any pleasantries and went straight to the point.

"Shinichi, the new employee at Poirot Cafe asked me about you today..."

Conan frowned.

I went to Poirot Cafe a few days ago; he knows there's a new employee there.

Is there really a problem?

Ran Mouri briefly recounted the conversation.

"That organization is investigating you, Shinichi, you need to be careful."

"I understand. Thank you for telling me all this, Lan."

Conan wasn't worried; for him, this wasn't a bad thing, but a good thing.

This means that he now has new channels to obtain intelligence.

The danger posed by members of the organization who have been brought into the open has been greatly reduced.

"You're welcome. We're friends, aren't we?" Ran Mouri's gentle voice was as usual.

A bitter smile appeared on Conan's lips.

Just friends, right?

"Ran, be careful. Don't have too much contact with that person. When you go to a coffee shop, make sure Mr. Amuro is there. Don't be alone with that person. The organization's affairs are dangerous, so don't get involved. Contact me immediately if anything happens..."

Ran Mouri listened to his rambling on and on, giving him all sorts of instructions, and smiled as she agreed.

"I know, I will protect myself."

After saying a few more words and showing some concern for him, Ran Mouri hung up the phone.

Looking at the house in front of her, she took out her key and opened the door.

The room was quiet. She went upstairs to the second floor, saw that the bedroom door was open, and went over.

Qingze had just finished showering and was drying his hair when he opened the bathroom door, only to be met by Mouri Ran, who was poking her head into the bedroom.

He paused for a moment, then silently retreated into the bathroom and closed the door.

Ran Mouri's face flushed instantly, turning red from her neck to the roots of her ears.

She ran down from the second floor as fast as she could ever go, buried her head in the sofa, and then grabbed a cushion to cover her head.

Help! Help!

So embarrassing!

She wept silently inside.

How did I happen to run into him coming out of the bathroom?

They weren't even wearing anything...

Even though she had seen this body countless times... but, but, but...

what--

She felt her face getting even hotter.

Qingze didn't expect Ran Mouri to appear at this time. He didn't pay attention to the footsteps and ended up bumping into her.

I don't usually think there's anything wrong with it. He's at home, and there's no one else around. It's normal for him to take a shower and get dressed.

But today, for some reason, it's a bit awkward.

After waiting a while and confirming that the person had run away, he came out of the bathroom.

He threw on some clothes and went downstairs, where he saw a man burying his head in the sofa and pretending to be dead.

That wicked sense of humor immediately came to mind.

"Hey, what's that ostrich doing here?"

Ran Mouri did not respond.

She's like an ostrich today.

Qingze picked up the pillow that was covering her head, his tone becoming increasingly teasing, "Why is your neck red?"

Ran Mouri quickly reached out to cover her exposed neck.

"Your ears are so red too."

Ran Mouri reached out and covered her ears again.

"Isn't this what they call 'focusing on the head but neglecting the rear'?"

Ran Mouri covered her head with both hands and gave up.

The sofa next to him sank in, and Qingze sat there, crossing his legs, his smile becoming increasingly mocking.

"Is my body unattractive? Why do you bury your head like that?"

Ran Mouri pretended to be dead and didn't answer.

"You've probably seen that huge full-length mirror in the bathroom countless times, haven't you developed any resistance to it yet?"

Play dead, keep playing dead.

That's so embarrassing!

Don't even think about making her look up today!

Chapter 238 Why did I suddenly catch a cold?

Seeing that she was determined not to show herself, Qingze stopped teasing her.

"Alright, stop burying your head in there, you'll suffocate if you do."

"Are you dressed yet?" Ran Mouri's deep voice came from behind.

Qingze smirked, "I'm not wearing any."

"How can you be like this..."

"How...cough cough..."

Qingze's throat was a little itchy, and he couldn't help but cough a few times.

Ran Mouri immediately looked up.

"Have a cold?"

She wasn't mistaken; Qingze really did have a cold.

Seeing her raise her head, Qingze's smile became even more mocking.

"Oh, not wanting to keep burying your head in the sand anymore?"

Ran Mouri sat up straight, ignoring Aoze's trash talk.

What do you mean, "no clothes on"? You're a liar.

She reached out and touched Qingze's forehead; it wasn't hot.

"How did you suddenly catch a cold?"

She was a little puzzled.

I was fine yesterday, how did I suddenly catch a cold?

"I don't know."

Qingze's complexion was normal, and there was no sign of any problem.

Ran Mouri didn't think much of it.

It's quite normal to catch a cold; it's easy to catch a cold when the weather changes drastically.

How long did you sleep?

I slept until now, could it be that I was busy with something last night?

"I took a nap," Qingze changed the subject. "I'm hungry, go cook me some instant noodles."

Ran Mouri didn't refuse, "Then take some cold medicine."

"know."

Qingze rummaged through the medicine box and pulled out a box of cold medicine, then casually took two pills.

It's just a minor cold; it'll be fine in a couple of days. Taking this medicine won't make much difference.

He went to the kitchen, took a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and watched Ran Mouri cook instant noodles.

Ran Mouri's gaze fell on the cola in his hand. "You have a cold and you're drinking something ice-cold?"

"It's just a cold."

Qingze pulled open the refrigerator door handle and leaned against it. "Aren't you going to study with your teacher today?"