Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

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You're pretending you don't know me. I thought you really didn't know each other!

Is this some kind of special hobby of a young couple?

Seeing the overly surprised expression on Bai Yu's face, Qing Ze interrupted her train of thought.

"Don't overthink it, he just hasn't been able to show his face much lately."

Since we're pretending to be strangers, we should of course keep our distance.

"It's a group..."

Bai Yu stopped after saying just two words.

She heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Sister Xiaolan, are you alright?"

Conan ran in carrying a tote bag, put it aside, and began to examine Ran's feet.

The white stockings had been removed, and the sprained area was bandaged with an elastic bandage. Qingze let him observe.

"It's nothing, just a sprained ankle. I'll be fine after some rest."

The infirmary has air conditioning, so it's not cold. I'm not in a hurry to change my clothes.

His gaze lingered on Conan for a moment before falling on the FBI agent, Jodie, who had followed him in.

Chapter 285 What do you think love is like?

This was the first time Qingze had ever officially met Agent Judy.

She not only taught English to Ran Mouri, but is also said to be Shuichi Akai's ex-girlfriend.

"Ms. Judy is here too!"

How serious is your sprained ankle?

Qingze, disguised as a young girl, shrugged in distress, "The doctor said I'll need to stay in the hospital for a few days with crutches..."

"This is terrible. How could I have been so careless as to twist my ankle?"

"I twisted my ankle by accident..."

Qingze has never actually worn high heels.

Since leaving Vermouth to study under Gin, he has never dressed as a woman again.

Gin doesn't have Vermouth's boring hobby of dressing up.

He felt nothing as he watched the women in the organization walking briskly in high heels.

I only realized how awesome it is to have this skill and be able to fight while wearing it today!

I admire you! I truly admire you!

After chatting for a few more minutes, Conan and Jodie's gazes both fell on Shirai, who was sitting to the side.

"This is?"

"My name is Bai Yumingzi, hello everyone." Bai Yu greeted them with a shy smile.

"Is she Ran's new friend?" Conan asked Ran.

"Hmm. Miss Baiyu is a novelist. I invited her to come over for the school festival today, and I was planning to show her around our school, but then this happened, and now she's stuck in the infirmary..."

The girl spoke, her brows furrowed with dejection.

"I even invited Mr. Qingze to watch my performance, but he didn't come..."

Hearing Ran mention Aozawa made Conan's teeth ache.

There was a time when Xiaolan had such high expectations for him.

"It's okay, I'm happy just talking to you." Bai Yu's eyes crinkled into crescents.

"Could you tell me more about you and your boyfriend? I think it would be very helpful for my new book writing."

"No, he's not my boyfriend..."

Seeing the two chatting, Conan felt a pang of sadness welling up inside him.

He found a chair, sat down, and silently watched Xiaolan.

While eating a lollipop, Qingze tried to find topics to introduce Baiyu's identity.

"Miss Bai Yu has written so many romance novels, she must have a lot of experience in love, right?"

"To be honest, I've never actually been in a relationship. The love stories I write about are all my imagination. That's probably why my books have never made much of a splash..."

"So, I'd like to ask for advice from people who have actually been in a relationship. Or, perhaps I should try having a relationship myself..."

Bai Yu has finished reading all of Bai Yu Mingzi's works in the past few days.

She reads very quickly and never forgets what she has read, so she doesn't spend too much time on it.

What truly made her spend time thinking was her plans for the future.

She will continue to use the identity of Bai Yumingzi from now on.

She needs to think about her livelihood and future like a normal person.

There are no barriers to becoming an online writer, and she feels good about this identity. Judging from the works and past records of Bai Yumingzi that she has read, creating is not difficult.

She wanted to try to integrate into this identity and also tried to create.

And there's a ready-made resource library right around us.

If you adapted and rewrote the love story between Aozawa and Ran Mouri, it would probably be quite exciting.

"What works has Miss Baiyu written? Can you tell me?" Conan asked curiously.

"You should be able to find 'My First Love Diary Flavored with Orange Soda' online. It's the first book I ever wrote, and it's the book that led me down the path of writing..."

As he spoke, Bai Yu adjusted his glasses and sighed.

"But only this book made a slight splash; the books I wrote afterward were all failures..."

Conan took out his phone and searched, and quickly found it.

He opened and read a few chapters.

It was a boring novel that he wouldn't normally read. The language was too ornate, and there was almost no practical content, but the bittersweet feeling of unrequited love was clearly expressed.

This story is likely adapted from someone's own experiences, which is why it has attracted a certain number of readers.

He made a sharp comment in his mind:

He has some creative talent, but if he doesn't change his flashy and impractical writing style, Bai Yumingzi will never become famous in his lifetime.

Looking at him, he became less suspicious of the person who had appeared next to Xiaolan.

He looked up and smiled, "Your sister's book is very interesting."

"Really? But it's not really suitable for kids your age."

Qingze felt his phone ring in his pocket. He took it out, glanced at it, but didn't answer immediately. He closed the phone and continued chatting.

"What does Miss Baiyu think love is like?"

"I believe love is a passionate, two-way journey, a gentle, everyday companionship, and a tacit understanding and unspoken connection that shines through a shared smile..."

Upon hearing this answer, Conan's lips twitched.

A well-written, standard answer.

As expected, he's someone who's never been in a relationship.

"What does Ms. Judy think love is like?" Qingze asked, looking at Judy, who had been watching their conversation.

"It's bitterness and helplessness."

Qingze blinked.

Oh, there's a story behind this.

"Why is it bitter? Is Ms. Judy's love bitter?"

"Yes, my lover has passed away."

Judy only said that one sentence and refused to say more.

Qingze chuckled inwardly at these perfunctory words, but a look of regret and sadness appeared on his face.

"That must be very sad..."

"Ran, what do you think love is like?" Conan looked at her, extremely curious about the answer to this question.

Bai Yu and Judy also cast curious glances their way.

love?

Qingze doesn't really believe in love.

People are fickle; liking this kind of thing is just hormones at play.

Love is a luxury.

It only appears at specific times and under specific circumstances.

Time, place, people... if any one of these is wrong, the love story will have no ending.

"Love is a precious luxury. It requires not only that two people be of one mind, but also that both sides take care of it carefully. I want a love that has a future and that can last a lifetime, not a beautiful illusion that appears briefly and then disappears like duckweed on water or a castle in the air."

If you possess it briefly, and then it disappears...

Given his mental state, he had no idea what was going to happen.

The girl smiled, dazzlingly bright.

Qingze has a clear understanding of love.

He is not someone who is manipulated by emotions.

He knew that Ran Mouri liked him.

However, liking and loving are not the same thing.

'To love me is to accept me completely—my nobility, my baseness, my darkness, my sins.'

Ran Mouri thought she had accepted it, but Aozawa knew that she hadn't.

She accepted a task that he had glossed over without giving her a sense of reality.

As everything unfolds, her overwhelming sense of guilt and empathy will overwhelm her like a torrent.

After all, Koniak was an assassin, an assassin with countless lives on his hands.

He was actually looking forward to Ran Mouri stepping onto that experimental table again to see his memories, to see all of his memories, and to see what kind of devil he really was.

Then, stay away from him.

Is Chapter 286 really that serious?

Everyone seemed to resonate with Qingze's words.

Conan lowered his eyes.

Does "castle in the air" refer to him?

The inability to appear, to be there for each other, to be honest with each other—this was truly terrible for Xiaolan before.

Judy sighed inwardly.

Yes, it's so painful to see something appear and then disappear.

The man she loved already had another woman's deep imprint on his heart and could no longer accept her love.

Bai Yu highlighted this sentence, calling it a golden quote about love, which she wanted to include in her work.

The phone call ended, and a text message came in.

"Conan, I haven't had breakfast yet, and I'm a little hungry. Could you go buy me something to eat?" Aozawa ordered Conan around without any hesitation.