Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Are they all derived from the first generation of Phantom Thief Kid?

Making the masks wasn't the end of it.

Kidd took out a card, quickly wrote on it, and finally drew his signature as Phantom Thief Kid.

[The masked figure has remained as promised. Farewell is not my wish, but a necessity of life. I hope you will understand. — Respectfully submitted by Kaito Kid]

Looking at the words of surrender on the card, Qingze raised an eyebrow slightly.

This kid's got some skills; he can be both flexible and adaptable.

After finishing writing, waves of dizziness from excessive blood loss washed over him, leaving Kidd nearly exhausted.

"Aze, take him away."

"it is good."

This time, Ran Mouri reacted quickly, grabbing Kaito Kid and hoisting him onto her shoulder.

While still conscious, Phantom Thief Kid was left bewildered.

Is this obedient person really Koniak from that organization?

Or is he mistaken, and this isn't the same person at all?

"Hold him in your arms, don't put him on your shoulder, the blood will flow backward and he could easily lose consciousness." Qingze corrected her on how to handle him.

Ran Mouri changed her position and picked up Kid Ping.

Their eyes met, and looking at that face that was exactly like Shinichi's, she felt a little strange.

Ran Mouri led the way, while Aozawa brought up the rear, cleaning up all traces of their presence and disguising themselves as Kaito Kid's assistants who had come to rescue him.

They were never involved in this matter, nor were they ever here.

Just as they were about to go upstairs, Qingze suddenly reached out and stopped Mouri Ran from doing so.

The sound of a car engine was rapidly approaching from afar, and it was moving very fast; it was probably the people who had gone out returning.

"I'll go up first, wait for my instructions."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to go up.

Kidd grabbed her clothes, his face full of disapproval. "It must be that Freyward who's back. She has a gun!"

After saying that, he looked at Ran Mouri with a reproachful look in his eyes.

Is Qingze even a man? He actually let a girl go on such a dangerous mission without even trying to stop her!

Even if Ran Mouri is skilled, that's all she is skilled at. Can she really fight off a pistol?

Ran Mouri: "..."

Ran Mouri: (。o_o)

Ran Mouri: "I'll go."

Qingze glanced at her and said, "Stay put!"

"Oh……"

Watching Ran Mouri's departing figure, and then looking at Aoyama who had been ordered to stay obediently in place, Kid's eyes were blank.

The car was parked directly in front of the auto repair shop, whose roller shutter door was wide open, and the car's headlights illuminated the dark interior.

Fryward got out of the car, his gun already cocked.

Her gaze swept quickly across every corner of the auto repair shop, and she gripped her gun, moving swiftly and cautiously toward the tool shed with its hidden underground door.

The car headlights were blocked by the wall, with only a few rays scattering into it, bringing a little visibility into the dark space.

The shadow in the corner of the shelf shifted slightly, and without hesitation, Fryward raised his hand and hurled a bullet at it.

The bullet tore through the air and rammed into the corner of the shelf.

no one!

Alarm bells rang in Fryward's mind, and he was about to swing his gun in the direction from which another disturbance was coming from.

A figure had already silently descended from the shadows of the higher shelf to her left, as fast as a drop of thick ink falling!

The spot where she landed was the dusty cylinder block of an engine next to her.

Fryward's reaction was phenomenal; he twisted his wrist sharply, and the muzzle of his gun instantly pointed at the point of impact.

She was fast, but Qingze was even faster.

He transformed the force of his fall into the kinetic energy of his spin, and his right leg, like a black steel whip, lashed out hard at Freward's wrist holding the gun with a whooshing sound!

Crack! The ear-piercing sound of bone cracking mingled with the clang of metal slipping from someone's hand.

The pistol spun as it flew out, smashing into a metal toolbox in the distance with a loud noise that was swallowed up by the dim light.

A look of horror flashed across Fryward's eyes.

That woman is so fast!

Her right wrist throbbed with excruciating pain, as if it would break, but she forced back her cry. With lightning speed, her left hand drew a dagger from the side of her boot, its cold light flashing, and thrust it straight at Qingze's lower abdomen as he landed.

The movements were ruthless and without the slightest pause.

Seeing the cold light approaching, Qingze advanced instead of retreating, narrowly dodging the blade. The icy edge almost tore through his clothes at the waist.

Almost simultaneously, his left hand shot out like a venomous snake, precisely seizing her wrist joint where she was holding the knife, and his thumb pressed down hard!

Fryward's wrist went numb, and he almost dropped the dagger.

Qingze sighed inwardly. After all, it wasn't his own body, and his strength was still far inferior. Otherwise, this move would have disarmed him directly.

Fryward had no idea what the woman in front of her, who had completely hidden her face, was thinking. She gripped the dagger tightly and stabbed her in the ribs with her knee!

Qingze slammed his elbow down.

Thump! Elbow and knee collided, the dull thud sounding particularly clear in the deathly silence. Fryward lost his balance on one leg, his body swaying slightly.

That slight movement was the fatal flaw.

Qingze suddenly pulled her wrist with his left hand and pulled her towards his chest, while his right ankle viciously hooked her left leg.

Before his eyes could see anything, Fryward's cheek was already touching the ground.

The friction of his cheek against the rough cement floor sent a sharp pain through him. Fryward gritted his teeth. "Who are you?"

Kidd's skills are average, but his accomplice's skills are a bit too good!

Not only was her gun knocked away the moment she showed up, but she was also knocked to the ground in just two moves. She hadn't felt this kind of terrifying pressure in a long time.

With such amazing skills, how could someone be unknown?

Qingze chuckled, bent his right arm, and used his hard elbow joint to carry his entire weight, like a cold iron hammer, to strike her vital point where her back and neck connected with perfect precision.

Before losing consciousness, Fryward heard a low, hoarse female voice.

"You can call me Agate."

Chapter 326 Someone is Flying in the Sky

Ran and Kid were underground and couldn't see what was happening above them; they could only hear gunshots and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Hearing the gunshot, Kidd became somewhat worried.

He knew a bit about Ran Mouri's skills; although her karate was strong, she was facing an assassin!

That Freward was an extremely accurate shot and had a very strong combat awareness; he was a top-notch assassin.

Is Ran Mouri really okay?

Ran Mouri was also somewhat worried.

Although I know how strong Qingze is, she is using her body, not the original one, so she is definitely not as good as him.

A moment later, the voice of "Ran Mouri" came from above.

"Come on up."

Kidd's eyes widened in horror.

Is that all?

How long has it been?

Could it be that the woman who came back wasn't the one named Fred?

This question was answered when he saw the unconscious Fryward.

So, is he too bad or is Ran Mouri too strong?

Ran Mouri glanced at Qingze to make sure he was alright before she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the person on the ground, he was only unconscious; Qingze hadn't killed him.

Ran Mouri glanced at it once, then looked away.

Aozawa noticed that Ran Mouri's concern for life had suddenly faded considerably.

Facing the severely injured Kid, her emotions remained frighteningly calm. She wasn't particularly worried about Kid dying from blood loss, and she didn't even glance at Oed Tom, whose fate was unknown.

Even when facing Fryward, he was eerily calm.

Is it influenced by his memories?

He was momentarily at a loss as to whether to be happy or sad.

A person who was passionate about life began to become somewhat indifferent to it because of him...

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, he turned and walked out.

The sky outside was dark, with only the dull streetlights illuminating the darkness.

The three walked out of the auto repair shop and looked at the dark sky. Kidd finally felt like he had escaped death.

Once on the ground, Ran Mouri was in a dilemma.

They only had one motorcycle, how could they possibly take Kidd away?

Furthermore, Kidd was also shot and was bleeding profusely.

If I don't get treatment soon, I'll die.

"What's next?" Ran Mouri asked.

"Did you call someone to pick you up?" Qingze asked Kidd.

Kidd shook his head. "Not yet."

This organization is too dangerous. His magic assistant, Grandpa Terai, is too old, and he doesn't want them to face them. Therefore, he plans to leave here and then call his grandfather to come and pick him up.

"Then let's go a bit further away and call an ambulance."

With such serious injuries, Kidd should obviously be sent to the hospital. He's not part of the organization, so he can't be treated at the organization's base.

As for the doctor questioning how the gunshot wound happened, just make it up.

Kaito Kuroba has a clean identity; he's still a high school student and is familiar with Ginzo Nakamori. They just need to cooperate and tell a lie to the doctors and nurses who ask questions.

Kidd thought for a moment and nodded.

"Row."

His gaze fell on the auto repair shop behind him, and he considered calling the police to arrest the two men, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

If his identity hadn't been exposed, he could certainly do this kind of thing, but now that his identity can no longer be hidden.

Once he did this, the organization codenamed after alcohol would inevitably retaliate fiercely against him.

Qingze called an ambulance, covered the dripping blood with Kid's cloak to avoid leaving obvious traces, and then took the two to another street to wait for the ambulance.

Kidd was lucky; although he was shot in the leg, his major artery was not damaged, otherwise he would have bled to death by now.

A full moon hung high in the sky, and Koizumi Akako, dressed as a witch and riding a broom, flew from afar to the foot of the moon.

She divined that Kidd was here, and immediately rushed to save him.

At that moment, her gaze instantly fell on the three people on the street.

Seeing Kid being held by the hooded man in black, she instinctively wanted to rush over.