Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Brother, should I take him there? I'm afraid he'll kill me..."

Gin was speechless for a moment on the other end of the phone.

Vodka is quite brave, and he's not afraid of gunfire at all, but when it comes to Koniak, that courage disappears.

"He will not target codenamed members again in the near future."

No sooner had the disciplinary order been issued than Koniak took action against the codenamed member again, which was tantamount to slapping the BOSS in the face. He wouldn't do anything that disobeyed the BOSS's orders.

As for vodka, Koniak didn't take it seriously at all.

Why lure Vodka there if you want to kill him? He can just kill him openly and honestly.

Vodka understood.

"Big brother, I'm going now."

Upon hearing Vodka's report of his departure, Gin was speechless for a moment before hanging up the phone.

He picked up the wine on the table, poured it into a glass, leaned back in his chair, pressed play on the remote, and continued watching the movie.

The man in the black suit on the screen slowly spoke:

"Never hate your enemies. It affects your judgment."

......

Ran Mouri stood beside a statue, waiting for the vodka to arrive.

The sky is overcast today, with layers of dark clouds, and it looks like it's going to rain.

She was dressed in all black, with a large hood covering her head, and stood with her hands in her pockets, attracting the attention of many passersby.

But the expected rain didn't come; instead, it snowed.

Snowflakes drifted down gently into view.

"Snowing?"

Ran Mouri reached out and caught a snowflake, watching it melt on her fingertips.

It's almost December already.

The snow came a little late this year.

A Porsche drove up from a distance, and Vodka spotted the figure standing in the snow immediately.

He stood quietly in the snow, white snowflakes falling onto his black clothes and quickly melting away.

The pedestrians around him hurried by, but he stood still, bathed in the first snow, as if he were out of place in the world.

"Is he getting depressed?" Vodka muttered to himself, slightly relieved.

As long as you're not angry or irritable, it's fine.

The Porsche was parked next to her. Ran Mouri looked at the vodka in the driver's seat, then at the luxury car, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The people in this organization are all so rich.

Qingze, Gin, the teacher, and Vodka all drive luxury cars.

In comparison, Amuro Tooru's car was quite understated.

Ran Mouri opened the back door and got in, her expression indifferent, showing no intention of speaking to Vodka.

Vodka subtly observed the person in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Being depressed is good.

I don't want to talk, and I'm too lazy to talk to anyone. As long as I don't mess with anyone, I'm safe.

Ran Mouri was indeed in a bad mood; she felt heavy-hearted, sad, and melancholic.

She was about to spend three days in solitary confinement, so it was impossible for her to be in a good mood.

Her gaze was fixed on the view outside the window, where snowflakes were still falling.

In just a short while, a light white layer covered some of the surrounding buildings.

The lighter, warmed by her body heat, spun between her fingers as she looked out the window, memorizing the route to Base Three.

Base Three is located in the suburbs, in a somewhat remote location. From the outside, it looks like a normal factory, with machines constantly making a roaring sound.

After dropping the man off at the base, Vodka quickly drove off.

Ran Mouri stood at the entrance of the base and stepped inside.

Not knowing where Confinement Cell Number One was, she wandered around the base aimlessly.

Everyone in the base who saw him quickly retreated, and the entire base was as if it were deserted.

Ran Mouri was a little puzzled. Was the name Koniak really that powerful? Everyone ran away when they saw him.

But when I went to the lab before, the researchers were scared, but not this much.

She looked around but still couldn't find the solitary confinement cell.

Asking people didn't fit her persona, so she had no choice but to pick up her phone and text Qingze.

I've arrived at Base Three. Which cell is Solitary Confinement Cell Number One?

Qingze was absentmindedly twirling his pen, the teacher's voice on the podium becoming a muffled background noise.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw a message pop up on the screen that made his pupils shrink to pinpoints.

The pen between his fingers groaned under the strain, and he tightened his grip, almost breaking it again.

You, Ran Mouri! You agreed so readily, and then what happened? You turned around and pulled this stunt! You went straight to the base?!

He ground his back teeth, veins throbbing on his forehead, his anger rising rapidly.

They could have switched back simply by coming over, but instead they chose to go looking for trouble for themselves!

Solitary confinement? Is that a place she should be in?

He wanted nothing more than to grab Ran Mouri right then and there, drag her in front of him, yell into her ear, and spit all his anger and anxiety onto her face!

Does she even know what she's doing?!

Qingze took deep breaths repeatedly, barely managing to suppress the anger in his heart.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, sending messages flying like out-of-control cannonballs.

How did you get there?

Who let you go there?!

【You come back right now!】

Chapter 298 I'm very angry

Seeing the rapidly popping-up message, Ran knew that Aozawa must be very angry, but so be it, there was no way he would come here to drag her back.

Anyway, since it's all online, she's not afraid.

I had vodka bring me here. I'm sorry, I can't go back.

I can't bear to see you punished because of me.

Moreover, I think that method of switching bodies back should be used in more important situations...

She knew what Qingze wanted them to switch back; last time it was because he was nervous, but this time it was probably going to be a real kiss.

However, you can only use it once.

It's very difficult to achieve the same emotional state the second time.

As the number of exchanges increases, it becomes increasingly difficult for them to switch back.

Many things will definitely happen in the future; it's just solitary confinement, not worth changing back.

Qingze was both angry and annoyed when he saw the message.

She's quite clever to have vodka take her there!

But what does it mean to accept punishment because of you?

Please don't try to take the blame upon yourself.

Even more important moments, these are the important moments!

Does she even know what solitary confinement is like?!

Qingze could no longer stay in this classroom.

He grabbed his cane, got up, and walked outside.

"Hey! Mori-kun, where are you going?"

The teacher, who was in the middle of class, reached out and looked at Ran Mouri with a bewildered expression as she suddenly stood up.

"Something urgent has happened at home..."

Qingze said those words and turned to walk out of the classroom.

Several people nearby frowned.

Sonoko noticed that Ran was in a bad mood when she saw Ran looking at her phone, and was the first to get up.

"Teacher, I'll go take a look!"

After saying that, she quickly ran out of the classroom and chased after him!

Sera Masumi and Hondo Eisuke followed suit and chased after them.

As Qingze walked out, leaning on his cane, he kept calling Ran Mouri.

Even while using a cane and sending messages, he walked extremely fast, quickly putting a considerable distance between himself and Suzuki Sonoko, who had come chasing after him.

Seeing all the calls disconnected, Qingze gripped his phone, almost laughing in exasperation.

He used to be the one hanging up on other people's calls, but today it was the other way around.

After hanging up several calls in a row, Ran Mouri's message popped up on the screen at just the right moment.

Don't worry about me, I've made thorough preparations before I came. I brought food, water, and even a gun...

I'm not worried at all!

Qingze stood still, his fingers typing so fast they left afterimages.

Do you remember what you promised me? Come back here right now!!!

I had promised to follow his orders and not to act on my own initiative, but it was all for naught!

"Xiaolan! What's wrong?"

Sonoko Suzuki's voice came from behind, growing louder as she quickly caught up.

She ran out, put her arm around Ran's shoulder, and looked at Ran's chest, which was heaving with worry, as Ran's emotions fluctuated wildly.

"Xiaolan, what happened?"

Before Qingze could speak, the next message popped up.

I won't go back. I don't want you to shoulder everything; I don't want to be a burden. We're comrades, aren't we?

The raging anger was extinguished as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over his head, leaving only a wet, heavy mess of confusion and indescribable complexity in his heart.

I was thinking of using her when we first switched places, but now that she's volunteering to take the punishment from the organization for me, why am I suddenly unwilling?

His gaze lingered on the word "comrade-in-arms".

Comrades, comrades...

Comrades-in-arms meant facing danger, and he admitted that he was afraid.

He was afraid that Ran Mouri would develop mental problems, that she would go down her own path, and that she would fall into the abyss.

She shouldn't be like this; she should be the moon in the sky.

He was about to make another call when another message popped up.

I will come back safely, please have faith in me.

He stared silently at the words, and through them, he seemed to see Ran Mouri's gentle yet resolute face.