Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Okay, what do you want to eat?

Conan was actually quite happy to be bossed around by Ran; it was better than Ran ignoring him.

"You can decide which one to buy."

Conan left, and Jodie, who was protecting him, found an excuse to leave as well.

Only the two of them remained in the lounge.

"Miss Baiyu, could you please stand guard outside for me? Let me know if anyone comes, as I need to change my clothes and make a phone call."

"it is good."

Qingze sat up in bed, changed his clothes, and dialed the phone to Ran Mouri.

Ran Mouri was in a secluded corner of the school when the phone rang again. She was about to leave when there was no response from the other end of the line.

As soon as the call connected, she asked directly:

How's your foot?

The girl's voice on the phone carried a deep sense of speechlessness:

"Can't die."

"Stop talking about death all the time. What if you die from a sprained ankle?"

"I feel like I'm dying right now."

Ran Mouri blushed, "Is it that serious?"

"The doctor said it will take one or two weeks to recover, and I will have to use crutches."

He wasn't using crutches even after being shot in the leg, but now he's twisted his ankle and needs crutches...

"Oh? It's that serious... Doesn't that mean your injury got worse on the way to the infirmary? Why didn't you let me carry you there..."

Upon hearing Ran Mouri say this, Aozawa gritted his teeth.

"Watch your place, we're strangers!! I'm already showing restraint by not slapping you across the face and yelling 'pervert' at you!"

What's the difference between Ran Mouri's behavior and that of a thug?

Who would hug a strange woman right away?

Even if the other person sprains their ankle, you would at most help them up; to give them a princess carry or something would be too inappropriate.

Did I think it was some kind of idol drama?

Suppressing his urge to complain, Qingze solemnly gave the following instructions:

"Don't reveal your identity, don't stay here, and don't come this way. Remember to disguise yourself when you go out..."

God knows how many people are watching this area; it's best not to show up.

"ok, I get it."

Ran Mouri took note of Aozawa's instructions and began to tell him about her recent events to avoid giving herself away.

"That boy with the round glasses is called Hondo Eisuke, the transfer student I texted you about. He's been to my house before and is on good terms with Conan. He came back this time because of his sister..."

This hall Yingyou?

Oh, Kiel's brother.

Another CIA.

Qingze didn't speak and continued to listen to her.

"My parents are both back home, and we had a little family meeting yesterday..."

"I promised Sonoko I'd go with her to the gem exhibition this weekend..."

Qingze listened, feeling a bit of a headache.

Everything else is fine, but Ran Mouri's mother, Aozawa, really doesn't know how to get along with her.

He's not the real Ran Mouri; by maintaining distance, Eri Kisaki would feel that her daughter is becoming estranged from her.

But if it's intimate, Ran Mouri will be the first to object.

The father and daughter won't be that close; he's easy to control.

But the mother and daughter are completely different.

Finding the right balance is extremely difficult.

Qingze rubbed his temples. "How do you usually get along with your mother?"

"It's just normal interaction. Didn't you get along quite well last time?"

Ran Mouri thought that Aoze had adapted quite well last time, and his method of tying them up and stuffing them into a room was truly ingenious.

“That’s different. That time it was just a temporary return, I wouldn’t stay long. Your mother’s intuition is strangely strong…”

Kogoro Mouri isn't a meticulous person, but Eri Kisaki is different.

No matter how good he is at acting, he can't be 100% like Ran Mouri.

Furthermore, Ran Mouri doesn't eat snacks very often and is very concerned about her weight.

Qingze simply couldn't bring himself to stop him from eating.

Ran Mouri thought for a moment and said:

"Okay then, once you get home, keep in touch with me and I'll remind you whenever you need to do anything."

"This is the only way."

On the playground.

Kaito Kid was watching Amuro Tooru closely, and he subtly moved closer to him, trying to eavesdrop on what they were saying.

But the two people speaking were quite vigilant, and immediately stopped talking as soon as they sensed someone approaching.

With no other option, he could only walk past them as if he were just a passerby.

He had memorized the clothes that Amuro Tooru usually wore and bought several sets of them.

He had observed the other person's walking posture, verbal tics, habitual movements, tone of voice, and so on quite well.

As long as you come and check what he's wearing before the day of the notice, that's fine.

I originally planned to tease Conan today, but since Conan has been followed by people the whole time, it's not a good idea to do so.

As for Ran Mouri, the impression of Miss Mouri's fierceness from last time is still fresh in my mind, so I'd better not go looking for trouble.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. Looking at the caller ID, a bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

As soon as the call connected, a roar came from the other end.

"Kaito! Why are you taking leave again!"

"Grandpa Terai isn't feeling well, so I'm taking care of him. I'll go back to school this afternoon..."

He walked towards the school gate while dealing with his childhood sweetheart.

He's really struggling to juggle being a high school student and working as a phantom thief!

Beside him, a refined middle-aged man who had heard him speak looked over and watched his retreating figure disappear into the distance.

"Didn't Koniak come today? I thought I'd see him."

Amuro Tooru's gaze swept around, his tone carrying a hint of deliberate regret.

He certainly didn't come here today to see Ran Mouri.

But why didn't Koniak show up?

“I don’t want to see him.” Vermouth crossed her arms, her brows furrowed, and her face made no attempt to hide her disgust.

"Why? He wouldn't do anything in front of Ran Mouri, would he?" Amuro Tooru looked at her with a probing gaze, his tone calm but questioning.

Vermouth raised an eyebrow, her tone slightly provocative: "Can't it just be that you don't want to see him?"

“Of course.” Amuro Tooru’s lips curled into a slight smile, but his eyes were sharp. “However, I’m curious, can Koniak disguise himself?”

Since Vermouth can disguise herself, why can't Koniak also disguise himself?

He can disguise himself as Gin, so he must know some disguise skills.

He strongly suspected that the man holding Ran Mouri was Koniak in disguise.

Chapter 287 He was terrified

"Hmph," Vermouth scoffed, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Do you think just anyone can use my disguise skills?"

As she spoke, her gaze fell meaningfully on Amuro Tooru's face, scrutinizing him.

"Bourbon, you're a little too curious about him."

Amuro Tooru shrugged nonchalantly, his smile remaining relaxed:

"I can't help it, gossiping is human nature. Besides, Ran Mouri is someone I know, and the fact that they're dating makes it really hard for me to suppress my curiosity..."

“Let me give you a piece of advice,” Vermouth said with a pitying smile, but her eyes were cold, “too much curiosity is not a good thing. Your pursuit of him?”

She shook her head slightly and chuckled.

"The dozens of bodies that haven't been properly disposed of in the organization's base serve as a cautionary tale."

"Killing so many people in the organization, so brazenly, won't there be any punishment?"

Amuro Tooru felt that this was not normal.

Even if the organization is a force in the shadows, forces in the shadows still have rules. If everyone in the organization kills like this, killing whoever they don't like, then how can the organization continue to function?

Vermouth's expression became inscrutable.

"Of course there will be punishment, but he's not afraid."

How can you punish someone who can't feel pain?

Physical injury will not cause any pain.

He was also incredibly strong mentally; he could even sleep standing up in a pitch-black, silent solitary confinement cell, completely defying all reason.

Gin ignored Koniak's various provocations because he couldn't do anything about it.

But now, Koniak has a "provocation".

If anyone thinks this is a weakness and wants to take a bite out of it, then Xiaolan, who has already received special training, will let those people know what a "weakness" is.

Do you really think Xiaolan is some pushover who can be easily manipulated?

"Isn't he afraid that Ran Mouri will find out his identity?"

Amuro Tooru felt that Koniak was serious about this relationship.

His every action revealed his deep concern for Ran Mouri.

This must be the thing he finds most unacceptable.

After all, he made a special appearance for this last night.

Vermouth remained silent for a long while.

Afraid?

He's not afraid of anything!

Xiaolan knows everything!

That damn guy was fully prepared!

He wasn't afraid at all about exposing Xiaolan!

Perhaps his only fear is that Xiaolan's parents will find out about his true identity.

However, if the Mori couple obstructs them after learning his identity, it's hard to say whether a scene of imprisonment for love will unfold.

“Of course he’s afraid.” Vermouth’s lips curled up, her eyes and brows filled with a deep sense of sarcasm.

"He was extremely insecure and extremely afraid."

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