Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Vermouth really cares about Ran Mouri.

Any movie she stars in is bound to be a big production.

Even just getting a chance to show your face inside is something everyone's fighting tooth and nail for.

Now it's just sitting empty, waiting for Ran Mouri...

The resources they're giving away are so generous, everyone else would be green with envy.

After chatting with Vermouth for a few more minutes, Ran Mouri breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

Vermouth was too good to her, and she felt pressured.

She was still able to accept being taught disguise techniques and acting with peace of mind.

But she had no idea how to repay Vermouth for giving her resources and characters.

"Do you plan to become an actor in the future?" Qingze asked.

Ran Mouri's eyes lit up a little at this.

"I think acting is quite interesting, but I'm not sure if I'll become an actor in the future."

If the issue of mind-swap isn't resolved, I won't be able to become an actor at all.

If the actor is suddenly replaced during filming, even if Qingze's acting skills are excellent, the lack of communication will easily lead to the discovery of the discrepancy.

Moreover, being an actor means becoming a public figure and living under the spotlight.

Every word and action thereafter will be subject to public scrutiny and judgment.

Qingze would probably find it hard to like this kind of life.

Qingze saw the light flashing in her eyes.

Ran Mouri undoubtedly loves performing, but she is currently constrained by many factors and cannot try it.

"If you want to do it, then do it. You don't need to give up your ideals and aspirations because of me."

The issue of the consciousness swap will be resolved sooner or later; Ran Mouri's life should not be controlled by Aoyama.

"Ideals are too far away. I don't have any ideals right now, but if we're talking about wishes..."

She paused for a moment, then her gaze fell on Qingze.

"My current wish is that Mr. Qingze can have a new life of his own."

Qingze smiled and said, "Then study hard and make progress every day."

He put down his chopsticks, elegantly wiped his mouth with a tissue, and stood up.

"Let's go practice driving."

After getting off the motorcycle, Qingze took off his helmet and gloves, put a hat on his head, and walked into the racetrack.

Ran Mouri, wearing a baseball cap, followed closely beside him.

Knowing that Koniac was coming, the racetrack manager came out to greet him.

He was an outer member of the organization, responsible for organizing the racetrack business. Because members of the organization often came to practice driving, he knew a bit about some of the codenamed members.

There are all sorts of legends about Koniak, especially since he massacred a base a few days ago. The administrators are on high alert, making sure to take good care of this old man.

The administrator was stunned for a while when he saw a man and a woman walk into the racetrack, but did not see the rumored white-haired Koniak.

Generally, most people who come to the racetrack bring their own race cars, especially when they bring a girl, who usually sits in the passenger seat.

What's going on with these two?

Ran Mouri, with her hands in her pockets, surveyed the racetrack.

It's very large, the track is wide, and there are no other people practicing driving, so there's no need to worry about traffic accidents.

At Qingze's prompting, Ran Mouri waved to the man standing blankly at the door.

Realizing what was happening, the man quickly jogged over, his posture respectful.

"division……"

Before the name could even be uttered, the young man glared at him, a dangerous aura flashing across his face, startling the man so much that the name stuck in his throat.

The girl next to him looked at him curiously, tilting her head to look at him, somewhat puzzled as to what was wrong with him.

From the organization's perspective, Ran Mouri is unaware of Koniak's identity, so pay attention to the details.

Looking at the innocent and bewildered girl, the administrator had a sudden inspiration and changed her address.

"Young master, what are your orders?"

Qingze was speechless.

What is this called?

"Take me to choose a car," Ran Mouri said, already used to being in the role of Aozawa.

Dozens of race cars came into view, and Ran Mouri was overwhelmed, completely unsure of which to choose.

Aoze picked out a car suitable for beginners, and under the man's gaze, looked at Ran Mouri with hope, "I want to ride in this."

"Then this one."

The administrator respectfully handed over the key, and Ran Mouri waved him away, signaling him to get lost.

The administrator hurriedly left, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead afterward.

Although Rinniak seemed normal, he felt very stressed being around him.

But...everyone says Koniak is in love, and it turns out it's true...

Let them talk, it's none of his business anyway.

He lit a cigarette and slowly walked back to the monitoring room.

The monitoring room has many cameras, providing a panoramic view of the entire racetrack.

Qingze got into the driver's seat, started the car, and explained to Maoli Ran.

"You should already know about the accelerator, brake, and clutch, so I won't go into detail. Racing cars are a bit different from everyday family cars. They prioritize speed and lightweight design, but the steering wheel doesn't have power steering, making them more difficult to drive than family cars..."

Qingze slowly drove the car onto the track, then changed positions, letting Maoli Ran sit in the driver's seat.

Ran Mouri nervously stepped on the gas and started the car.

With a sudden jolt, the car lurched forward quite a distance, startling Ran Mouri, who immediately slammed on the brakes.

The car sped forward and then braked suddenly, causing Qingze to sway in his seat. Under Ran Mouri's apologetic gaze, he steadied himself by holding his head.

"Don't make me throw up later..."

"Sorry sorry!"

"Racing cars use high-revving engines, and speed changes are measured in milliseconds. Be gentle when you press the accelerator..."

"Uh-huh."

Ran Mouri stepped on the gas again, this time slowly, like an old man taking a stroll.

"That's it, first get familiar with the controls, then we'll speed up and do some laps. I'll set up an obstacle course for you later..."

The administrator sat in the monitoring room, smoking a cigarette as he watched the cars slowly drive along the track, scratching his head in confusion.

If he wasn't mistaken, it was Koniak who was driving.

While others take their girlfriends to race on Mount Akina, he takes them to the racetrack and crawls along like a snail?

Koniak's hobbies are truly hard to understand.

Chapter 331 This is the BOSS's order

Organize hospitals.

Seeing Odeton wrapped in bandages all over his body, Binga and Chianti couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The so-called "others' suffering is one's own pleasure" means that it's a happy thing when someone is worse off than oneself.

"Oddon, what happened to you? You look so disheveled!"

Lying in his hospital bed, Ou Detang looked at the two people who had come to visit, lifted his eyelids slightly, and looked weak and listless.

"They capsized in the gutter..."

"How did the boat capsize?" Binga asked with great interest, his eyes full of gossip and a desire to uncover the truth.

O'DeTang and Fryward were previously active in the United States and were considered pillars of the industry there.

Now he's been transferred back to Japan, and it hasn't been long before he's in the hospital with them.

Is it that they are fake, or that the enemy is too strong?

"No comment."

O'DeTang has no intention of revealing his dark past.

It's really embarrassing to talk about being beaten up like this by Kaito Kid.

Fortunately, Phantom Thief Kid never kills people, otherwise he wouldn't be alive and lying in the hospital.

His gaze fell on Binga and Chianti, who were leaning against the door frame.

Binga's injuries have almost healed; at least, you can't tell he was injured from his appearance.

He had changed out of his hospital gown and into a suit, looking like he was ready to be discharged.

On the contrary, Chianti, dressed in a hospital gown with bandages wrapped around his head, looked rather comical and disheveled.

"But you, are you planning to be discharged from the hospital?"

Shouldn't injuries from falls from heights and gunshot wounds be given more time to heal?

Binga crossed his arms, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"They've been in the hospital long enough; it's time for me to entertain them."

He has a vengeful nature.

The thought of being injured like this because of Shinichi Kudo, and being mocked by the organization, made him want to kill Kogoro Mouri, Shinichi Kudo, and Conan Edogawa immediately.

The previous news media had no impact on Shinichi Kudo. The detective remained hidden and refused to show his face no matter how much the news media talked about him.

"What are you planning to do?" Chianti looked at him expectantly.

Kogoro Mouri is the father of Koniak's girlfriend. If Binga wants to take action against Kogoro Mouri, will Koniak stand idly by?

She reached up and touched the bandage on her face, her eyes flashing with hatred and a deep-seated fear.

Her ears are gone.

She can only use a prosthetic ear to pretend that she is still whole.

She hated him to death, wishing she could tear Koniak to pieces to vent her anger.

But she couldn't beat him!

With her skills, she wouldn't last three rounds against Koniak.

She is only alive now because Koniak spared her life.

Hatred and the desire for revenge burned fiercely in his heart, but were suppressed by reason.

She wasn't a cunning person; going up against Koniak was suicide.

If you want revenge, you can only target the people around him, such as his girlfriend.

But Rum forbade any action against Ran Mouri, which was tantamount to giving Ran Mouri a get-out-of-jail-free card.

Since we can't touch Ran Mouri, we can only start with the people around her, make her suffer, and thus make her hate Koniak, indirectly achieving the effect of taking revenge on Koniak.

Therefore, she was the one who most wanted to see Binga take action against Kogoro Mouri.

"Would you like to join?" Binga looked at her and gave her an inviting smile.

"That depends on what you plan to do."

Chianti crossed her arms and met his gaze; in the flow of the air, a conspiracy was brewing.

"Hey, hey, don't chat here. If you want to die, don't drag me into it!"