Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"This one will cause a stinging sensation when used and requires prolonged use..."

Qingze interrupted him, "I need something that works quickly!"

"Yes, yes!" The researcher quickly took out a bottle of ointment.

"This scar removal cream is the most effective; it can remove knife scars, gunshot scars, and even burn scars. However, it's a destructive cream that breaks down the dermis, causing the skin to regenerate. You'll experience a strong burning sensation when using it, and you'll see results in about two weeks..."

After listening quietly, Qingze swept up all the ointments in the cabinet.

Seeing that he had taken it all, the researcher didn't dare to stop him at all.

"Do you have any products for removing calluses? I need the fastest results."

"Have……"

After leaving the organization's base, Qingze packed up some of the medicine and sent it to Baiyu via express delivery.

If you're going to fake it, you have to make sure you don't give yourself away.

Scars and calluses should be removed if possible.

As for fingerprints... grinding away fingerprints from the skin is too abnormal.

It's fortunate that the organization has a huge pharmaceutical group that has researched all the profitable drugs; otherwise, we really wouldn't have been able to get these things.

After sending the package, Ran Mouri sent another message.

[Mr. Aozawa, will you come to the school festival?]

I'm not available to appear in public lately.

Ran Mouri was somewhat disappointed upon seeing this.

If he doesn't want to come, he doesn't want to come... I'll just send him photos later.

She turned off her phone and continued trying to make a disguise mask.

……

Following the address given by Ran Mouri, Hondo Eisuke rang the doorbell of the Edogawa villa.

Conan was somewhat surprised to see Hondo Eisuke wearing the Teitan High School uniform.

"You're back..."

His voice carried a barely perceptible sigh.

Facing Conan, Hondo Eisuke put away all his feigned smiles, didn't answer, but just nodded slightly, his emerald eyes filled with a deathly stillness.

He has lost his most important loved one and has not yet recovered from his grief, so how could he possibly smile?

It's all just a facade.

The first priority for an undercover agent is to disguise themselves.

This is something he has been studying for half a year and will continue to do so.

"My sister had an accident, how could I not come back?"

His voice was steady and flat, yet it carried a heavy weight, like an undercurrent beneath the ice.

Conan closed his eyes, as if he could see the explosion that had just happened before his eyes again.

The image of Hondo Eikai leaping into the air flashed before my eyes once more.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't save her."

No matter how many times you say it, it always sounds weak and powerless.

Hondo Eisuke's gaze was fixed on Conan's face. That gaze was no longer the somewhat reckless searching of the past, but rather restrained, suppressed, yet sharp, piercing straight to the core.

Can you tell me what happened back then?

His every word was clear and calm, as if he were inquiring about a case that had nothing to do with him.

As the two children stood facing each other in the garden, an invisible, heavy atmosphere filled the air, and Kudo Yusaku quietly retreated back into the house.

This is a matter for the children; it's best for adults not to interfere.

"At the time, your sister was strapped with a bomb and placed on the Ferris wheel... I tried to defuse the bomb, but Miss Bentang refused..."

Conan painstakingly recounted that desperate scene.

"She said the bomb couldn't be defused unless her heart stopped beating. She asked me to tell you that she hoped you would live well, and then she jumped off the Ferris wheel..."

That suffocating feeling of watching life slip away helplessly gripped Conan's heart once again, a dull pain that was crystal clear.

Large tears streamed down Hondo Eisuke's face as he leaned against a tree in the garden, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Feel sorry……"

Conan looked at that trembling figure and felt a tightness in his throat. He couldn't find any words that could penetrate the heavy sorrow, except for those two words.

However, Hondo Eisuke's breakdown did not last long.

He straightened up and roughly rubbed his cheek with the back of his hand, the motion almost tearing his skin.

Tears still lingered, and she looked utterly disheveled, but when those blue eyes looked up at Conan again, all the weakness and sorrow within them were replaced by a cold flame.

The flames were intense yet devoid of warmth, carrying with them a profound sense of resolve.

“I will kill those people,” his voice was low and even a little hoarse, but every word was clear, “I absolutely will!”

Conan's heart sank, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him.

The person in front of me seems to have changed a lot compared to six months ago.

During his search for his sister, he was filled with hatred, but he remained calm. He clung to the hope that his sister was alive, and his eyes were clear and filled with expectation.

But now, his eyes are filled with hatred, sharp as a knife.

"You've joined the CIA?"

Before parting ways, Hondo Eisuke said he wanted to join the CIA, and now it seems he really did.

"Yes. I will continue the work that my sister and father did not finish. I will destroy that organization, no matter how long it takes!"

Conan's throat was dry and hoarse. "Your sister hopes you live a good life..."

Hondo Emi hoped her younger brother wouldn't get involved in these things and that he could live a good life and grow up, but things didn't go as planned.

Hondo Eisuke, whose face still bore traces of tears, smiled at him.

That smile carried a hint of shyness and naivety, seemingly no different from usual.

"I will live a good life, but that will not affect my determination and my desire for revenge."

Chapter 278 Ultimately, they still have to rely on themselves.

Ran Mouri ultimately did not cook dinner.

There was no food left in the refrigerator, and she didn't have time to go grocery shopping.

Before Kogoro Mouri could even speak upon returning home, she had already prepared an excuse for herself.

"Mom's finally back to stay, let's go out for a celebratory meal!"

Seeing that dinner hadn't been prepared yet, Kogoro Mouri immediately agreed.

Eating out would be much better; he certainly didn't want to try his wife's disastrous cooking again.

"Let's go to the sushi restaurant downstairs. It's been a while since I've had sushi."

"Let's go eat sushi then. I haven't had sushi in a long time." Eri Kisaki readily agreed.

There weren't many people eating sushi in the evening, and the sushi restaurant was doing so-so; there were no other customers besides them.

A man wearing medical goggles and with exaggerated front teeth saw them arrive and immediately came over to greet them.

"Welcome, welcome!"

Kogoro Mouri picked a table, sat down, and ordered beer, soft drinks, and sushi.

Ran Mouri's gaze swept over the other people in the store, finally settling on the face of the unfamiliar waiter who had delivered their food.

As a regular customer, she recognized most of the people in the shop, but this was the first time she had seen this uncle.

"This gentleman is a stranger; I've never seen him before. Is he new here?"

While the dishes were being served, she asked with a smile.

Ever since she learned that her relationship with Koniak had been "exposed," she has been very wary of any unfamiliar faces that appear around her.

"I am indeed a newcomer. As expected of the daughter of a famous detective, you recognized me at a glance," Kenjiro Kyoda said warmly.

Kogoro Mouri rested his chin on his hand, looking at the poorly-looking waiter.

"What does this have to do with whether she's my daughter or not? We're regulars, we know everyone in the store, except you, you're a complete stranger. It's not even hard to deduce, is it?"

"Really? Haha! How about we try to deduce how many days I've been here?"

Kogoro Mouri scoffed, "Who cares how many days you've been here?"

"Don't say that, I really admire you."

Kyoda Kanenori introduced himself to the group.

"My name is Kenzuru Kyoda, and I'm a chef. I originally wanted to help out in the kitchen, but the boss said it was too dangerous for someone with only one eye to use a knife, so he told me to serve customers until my left eye fully heals..."

Ran Mouri looked at his left eye, which was covered by a medical goggles, and asked, "What happened to your left eye?"

"I've got a big lump, do you want to see it?"

Kyoda Kanenori pretended to lift the lid, but halfway through, he noticed that Mouri Ran was staring at him, looking like she wanted to see, so he covered it up again.

"I'd better not show it to you, lest it spoil your appetite."

Eri Kisaki's gaze fell on her daughter, her brows furrowing slightly.

Given Xiaolan's personality, she would absolutely refuse to look at other people's wounds in this situation.

When Kogoro contacted her and said he had something very important to tell her, and asked her to come home to stay for a while, she felt a little down.

What dangerous thing happened that made Xiaolan so wary of everyone around her?

The meal went smoothly, and we returned to the third floor.

The family sat on the tatami mats in the living room. Eri Kisaki held a cup of tea and looked seriously at the father and daughter.

"Tell me, what exactly happened that you insist I come back to live here?"

"It's a long story..."

"Dad, wait a minute."

As Ran Mouri spoke, she pulled a signal jammer out of the room and turned it on.

When discussing important matters, it's essential to take precautions to avoid being overheard.

"What is this? Where did you get this?" Eri Kisaki frowned as she looked at the things her daughter had placed on the coffee table.

"A signal jammer, it can prevent eavesdropping, the teacher gave it to me."

Ran Mouri knelt down, her hands resting on her knees, looking exceptionally obedient.

This one definitely belongs to Qingze.

Besides the signal jammer, there was also something for checking for listening devices, which he took during the first body swap.

She would check her home from time to time to avoid being caught unknowingly having new listening devices installed.

"Who exactly is your teacher? How could such a thing exist?"

Kogoro Mouri had previously thought that the big star was just someone with connections, but now, looking at this signal jammer, he couldn't help but think more deeply.

"Teacher? Is it that international superstar who took Ran as her student?" Eri asked.

"I'm sorry, I can't reveal the teacher's identity. But I can assure you that she has no ill intentions towards me."

Vermouth's identity is difficult to explain, and revealing it would only make them more worried.

When her parents looked at her with disapproval, Ran Mouri didn't flinch and met their gaze firmly.

Her insistence is certainly based on her own reasons and will not be easily swayed by the opinions of others.

"Xiao Lan, you've grown up a lot."