Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Okay, thank you, boss."

Binga glanced at it and walked away.

He always felt that there was more to Shinichi Kudo than met the eye.

It won't be easy to lure him out; he'll have to think it over carefully.

From a car parked by the roadside, seeing people walking out of a store, Kamal, who was keeping watch, instantly perked up.

The coffee shop employee's identity had been exposed, but he was unaware of it, making this the perfect opportunity to arrest him.

Without Kir and without Curaçao, we absolutely cannot let go of Risa Yada!

He started the car and said into the earpiece, "Akai, he's out!"

Shuichi Akai sat in his car, with Conan beside him looking serious. Conan was using the GPS device on his glasses to locate Risa Yada.

"Keep up with him, but don't let him spot you."

"learn!"

Rum looked at Binga, who was in disguise, but his exposed eyes showed no emotion.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly saw a car on the side of the road.

Through the windshield, he could see the person in the driver's seat.

Instantly, his eyes narrowed.

His expression changed in an instant; he casually strode forward and took out his phone.

Chapter 258 We Followed Him Quietly

The streets were bustling on the weekend, and the autumn sunshine made the temperature feel exceptionally comfortable.

Ran Mouri is wearing a disguise mask made by Vermouth and is playing the role of a woman in her sixties.

Beside her was an elderly woman of similar age.

The two elderly people walked slowly down the street, keeping a distance from the surrounding crowd.

"Besides disguise, another very important aspect of disguise is acting."

"Only when the two complement each other can one disguise oneself as another without revealing any flaws..."

Vermouth is currently teaching.

In addition to learning the art of disguise, performance skills were also learned simultaneously.

Only by being able to convincingly portray any character and disguise oneself as someone else can one achieve the best results.

"I'm currently playing an elderly person who isn't in good health. The gait, movements, and posture of an elderly person are different from those of a young person. There's also a significant difference between a healthy elderly person and one who isn't in good health..."

“I don’t know if you usually observe these things, but now observe me and then learn to imitate me.”

Vermouth leaned on a cane, and even the sounds she made belonged to an old man.

She walked with a hunched back, very slowly, each step accompanied by a slight hesitation and pause.

Ran Mouri observed and imitated her posture, constantly adjusting herself.

She was also using a cane, and the back of her hand, which was covered in wrinkles from the wax.

At first, she had a hard time getting used to walking, but soon she became more comfortable.

Vermouth was pleased with Ran's talent.

She grasped concepts quickly and learned them in no time; she was the second student she had ever taught who was so easy to manage.

Ran Mouri noticed that her teacher had stopped walking and was looking at someone not far away.

Ran Mouri followed her gaze and recognized who it was.

Risa Yada, codename Binga.

A slight sense of tension rose in her heart, and she gripped her cane tightly.

Vermouth didn't move, and neither did she.

Binga held his phone, his expression somewhat unpleasant.

"Get out of the way, you old geezer, what are you doing blocking my way!"

He glared fiercely at the two old men and continued walking forward.

Ran Mouri frowned as she watched his retreating figure.

Why did he stop pretending?

If you're going to pretend, you should pretend to the end. Getting angry at two passersby who weren't even blocking his way, and calling them old fogies, if it weren't for the female voice, he wouldn't even be acting.

"Something terrible must have happened." Vermouth's lips curled into a mocking smile.

When Binga, dressed as a woman, passed by, she smelled coffee; he must have just left a coffee shop.

Moreover, he came from the direction where the Mori office was located.

"Teacher, how about we secretly follow him?" Ran Mouri suggested on a whim.

She was a little curious about what terrible thing had happened.

What is this Binga planning to do now?

She is now in an elderly state, which makes her appearance highly deceptive.

There's another teacher right next to me, which is an excellent opportunity to continue learning and practicing!

Her time was too tight; she couldn't use it during school hours, so she could only use it for after-school time and weekend breaks.

However, the art of disguise is a skill that requires constant practice.

Whether it's making a disguise mask or applying makeup, it's not something you can learn or master in just a day or two.

Although the teacher taught her the methods, the methods and the actual practice are still different.

Today, she made her first disguise mask under the teacher's guidance.

Well, it's been made, but once you put it on your head, you can only use it as a mannequin in a clothing store.

Compared to the lifelike masks the teacher made, it's like night and day.

She won't get the hang of it without practicing for at least half a month.

With time running out, she wanted to practice her acting skills while also learning tracking techniques.

Vermouth did not reject the offer; she raised an eyebrow and looked at the student in front of her.

"Would you stalk them?"

"Yes, he taught me, but I'm still just getting started."

Vermouth frowned slightly.

Did Koniak teach him?

Why would he teach you this?

She taught Xiaolan the art of disguise so that Xiaolan could protect herself.

But what did Koniak want Xiaolan to do by teaching her tracking techniques?

Could it be that he wants Xiaolan to do things that he himself is not comfortable doing?

When it comes to Xiaolan, she has to assume the worst about Koniak's thoughts and ideas.

She would never allow Koniak to drag his angel into the abyss.

We will never let the hands of angels be stained with red blood!

Ran Mouri looked at her and sensed the danger that surged within her in that instant.

The danger was not directed at her, but at the person who had taught her.

"Because I want to become stronger, I don't want to become a weakness that can restrain you."

“I don’t want to be a burden; I want to be able to help.”

Looking at Xiaolan's bright eyes, which, despite being disguised, still couldn't hide their brilliance.

Ripples spread across the lake of her heart, and Vermouth revealed a complex smile that conveyed helplessness, appreciation, and praise.

"It's really hard to refuse..."

Since I can't refuse, I have no choice but to accept it.

He wanted to see who was better at teaching, her or Koniako.

What did he teach you?

"Fighting, basic firearms, acting, tracking and counter-tracking..." Ran Mouri listed them one by one. Besides these, there were actually many more, but they were not easy to summarize.

Listening to these skills, Vermouth was very curious. What kind of encounter could make Koniak so honest?

Judging from Xiaolan's words, this teaching has clearly been going on for some time.

But, a month ago, their relationship wasn't that deep, was it?

At that time, Xiaolan was still thinking about what gift to give him to apologize.

"I'm very curious about how you two met." Out of curiosity, she asked directly.

"Teacher, I don't want to lie to you. Can I not tell you?" Xiaolan's gaze remained sincere.

She didn't want to lie to Vermouth, but she couldn't tell Vermouth the truth either.

The consciousness swap was an absolute secret; she didn't want to reveal it, nor could she.

Vermouth smiled faintly, and even her aged face could not hide the beauty of that smile.

"Of course. I prefer your honesty to lies."

Vermouth looked at Binga, who had already walked some distance away, and a competitive glint appeared in her eyes.

"Then let's add a follow-up lesson to today's performance class."

Binga excels at infiltration, disguise, and intelligence gathering, but his fighting skills are only average within the organization.

Xiao Lan herself is quite skilled, and she has also been trained by Koniak. Although it is unclear to what extent she has reached, she is certainly not bad.

She touched the gun hidden on her body.

Even if she were discovered, she was confident that she could leave safely with Xiaolan.

Chapter 259 He Doesn't Want to Be Bait

Binga walked gloomily down the bustling street, recalling the message on his phone.

He's been exposed?

how come?

But this message came from Rum.

But how did Rum know he had been exposed?

When exactly was he exposed?

Is that Kogoro Mouri?

I'm afraid so.

Using his lecherous, greasy appearance as a front, she tested his skills, only to be completely fooled by his clumsy demeanor.

Bourbon, that rat, must have discovered him too!

I'm afraid that's not all; that kid named Conan Edogawa today is also a swindler.

Otherwise, how could someone have started following Shinichi Kudo immediately after he got his contact information?

Conan Edogawa, Kogoro Mouri, and even Bourbon might all be in cahoots.

He observed the crowd behind him through the glass windows of the roadside shops.

The two old ladies who had been blocking his way started arguing on the spot. One of them turned around and walked towards him in a different direction. The other old lady seemed a little unwilling to give up. She stomped her cane a few times angrily and caught up with the old lady in front of her.