Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Where are you? I'm coming right now!"

"Mihana Central Hospital".

With her car keys in hand, Ran Mouri put on her coat and shoes and hurriedly went to get her car.

Qingze heard the engine start-up sound. "No need to rush, the surgery is still in progress."

"What happened? Weren't you going to find treasure? How did you get injured?"

"The commission was a trap; the client's goal was to kill your entire family. If I hadn't been here today, the outcome would be very uncertain..."

Even if Kogoro Mouri is a great marksman, he's still just one person.

He's a bit absent-minded, and if he came alone, he might have entered the cave without noticing anything amiss in Oda Sanmura.

If you were to face four armed assassins in a dark cave, you'd probably be dead by now.

All I can say is that Kogoro Mouri was lucky to have him with him today.

Qingze briefly recounted what had happened that day.

Ran Mouri's back was soaked with cold sweat.

If Qingze weren't here today, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Who are those people? Are they part of the organization?"

The only organization that Ran Mouri can think of that could use such methods is an organization.

"They're probably not from the organization; they're likely hitmen outsourced by someone. Three have already been arrested, and I've given the police a sketch of the third. I wonder when the police will be able to catch him..."

“The police will interrogate them, but I don’t think they’ll know who actually hired them.”

It wasn't that Qingze doubted the police's capabilities.

But since the person who targeted Kogoro Mouri was afraid of his retaliation and didn't do it personally, but instead went outside to find someone else, it's impossible for the person who did it to know who actually made the request.

There's nothing wrong with the plan; under normal circumstances, he estimated it would take him a few days to find out that Kogoro Mouri was in trouble.

Then, by the time he realizes it, not only is Kogoro Mori dead, but those assassins are also dead. They will be impersonated as a group of thieves or something similar, creating the illusion that Kogoro Mori was killed by mistake, allowing the mastermind to clear himself of all responsibility.

But Koniak became Mori Ran.

This huge gap in intelligence left the mastermind with nowhere to hide.

Chapter 345 Please take Xiaolan home

"Although the person who did it wasn't someone from the organization, it doesn't mean that this matter has nothing to do with the organization."

Ran Mouri thought for a moment and asked:

Could it be Binga?

Binga's identity has been exposed, and he has been seriously injured. He is now taking his anger out on his father.

Since the reporter incident was his appetizer for revenge, hiring someone to kill his father was undoubtedly the main course he was preparing.

"Hard to say."

"Could there be someone else?" Ran Mouri asked, puzzled.

The only people Qingze has a grudge against are Gin and Rum, and the teacher can barely be considered half a grudge. Qingze has never mentioned anyone else.

"Ah."

I spared Chianti's life a while ago, and now, his injuries should be almost healed.

"I have a guess about who is behind this. I'll switch back to my original body in the next couple of days."

Ran Mouri's heart tightened, and she tentatively asked, "What do you want to do?"

Qingze remained silent, and the phone was eerily quiet for a moment.

"Are you going to kill them?" Ran Mouri's voice was hoarse and tense.

Qingze lowered his eyelids slightly and gripped his phone tighter.

"Is it not allowed?" His voice carried an indifference that disregarded life, as well as a deeply hidden probing.

What is Ran Mouri's attitude towards life now?

Hearing Qingze's murderous voice, Ran Mouri's heart tightened.

"Is it really necessary to use this method?"

"Then what do you want to do? Have the police arrest them?" Qingze's smile was somewhat cold. "Your parents almost died."

Ran Mouri remained silent for a long while. Just when Qingze thought she would repay evil with kindness, she sighed deeply and said:

"Although it may sound naive, ridiculous, and presumptuous of me to say this, I still hope that you won't resort to extreme methods unless absolutely necessary. You clearly don't like killing, do you?"

Her voice carried a sigh, yet it also pierced through his heart, as encompassing as warm water.

"This has nothing to do with other people's lives or deaths. I just don't want you to do things you don't like."

No matter how normal Qingze appeared to be when it came to killing, he ultimately disliked the act of killing.

He always maintained his principles, never succumbing to depravity or becoming a demon.

He knew he had mental problems, but he tried to control them and make himself look no different from a normal person.

In that case, don't do things you don't like.

Keep going up, don't keep falling.

Qingze felt the sunshine in his heart, bringing warmth to the winter night and dispelling all violence and murderous intent.

A smile spread across his face, and he gave a soft "hmm".

There is no need to disregard the life and death of others, nor to have too strong a moral burden.

This is Ran Mouri, very good.

As for how he will handle it, Ran Mouri doesn't need to know.

Qingze bought some congee and side dishes suitable for patients nearby, packed them up, and waited for Maoli Lan to arrive downstairs in the inpatient department.

Ran Mouri arrived quickly and, upon seeing Aoyama standing outside the inpatient department, immediately went over to him.

"It's cold outside, why didn't you wait for me inside?"

She reached out and took the takeout bag directly from Qingze's hand.

"not cold."

Aozawa's gaze fell on her eyes, and Ran Mouri belatedly realized that she had forgotten to bring her colored contact lenses in her haste to leave the house.

She covered her eyes with one hand. "Should I go back and take them with me?"

"It's okay." Qingze shook his head, turned around and walked into the building.

There's no one special here, so there's no need to hide anything.

Sometimes he's too lazy to wear it.

Upon arriving at the ward, Kogoro Mouri had just come out of the operating room.

The nurse is giving Kogoro Mouri an IV drip, and the doctor is explaining the precautions to Eri Kisaki.

Seeing her father lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and his face pale, Ran Mouri's heart clenched instantly.

She put down the takeout and walked a few steps to the hospital bedside.

Qingze frowned and looked at the doctor beside him:

"Didn't you say it wasn't serious? Why is it general anesthesia?"

This type of surgery can usually be performed under local anesthesia; there is absolutely no need for general anesthesia.

The doctor, still shaken after the surgery, said, "We were originally going to do a spinal anesthesia, but Mr. Mori's resistance to anesthesia was too strong, so we had to use general anesthesia..."

Heaven knows just how strong Kogoro Mouri's resistance to anesthesia really is; they've increased the dosage of anesthetic several times over, yet it still hasn't been very effective.

The process of constantly adjusting the anesthesia dosage took almost half an hour, while the subsequent debridement and repair did not take much time.

Ran Mouri knew perfectly well who the culprit was.

She clenched her fists, a surge of anger welling up inside her.

I knew that anesthetic injections had side effects.

It's not usually noticeable, but it becomes immediately apparent when someone gets injured.

If emergency care is needed in the future, and the emergency is affected by anesthesia errors, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Aozawa and Eri Kisaki also realized the problem, and Eri Kisaki quickly asked:

"What can be done about strong resistance to anesthetics?"

“There’s no way,” the doctor shook his head, then asked, “Does Mr. Mori frequently use anesthetic drugs?”

Eri Kisaki didn't answer directly, "He often has toothaches..."

"Anesthetic drugs are mainly metabolized by the liver and kidneys. Long-term use of high doses may cause drug-induced hepatitis or kidney failure. Long-term accumulation may cause nervous system depression, such as drowsiness and confusion..."

Eri Kisaki's heart sank.

Kogoro has solved at least a hundred cases, and with so much anesthetic accumulating in his body, it's likely putting a significant burden on his liver and kidneys.

He also loves to drink alcohol, and with both of these factors combined, his health is probably already very poor.

You must quit smoking and drinking immediately!

The doctor was a responsible doctor, and he emphasized the following:

"Anesthesia is a very serious matter. Repeated anesthesia can damage nerve cells, leading to cognitive decline, memory loss, and slowed reaction time..."

"If Mr. Mori has been exposed to anesthetic drugs, it must be stopped immediately. Otherwise, his body will develop tolerance, and once injured, it will be impossible to administer anesthesia..."

After seeing the doctor off, Eri Kisaki looked at Aozawa, whose eyes were filled with worry, by the hospital bedside.

"Qingze, what brings you here?"

"Xiaolan told me that Mr. Mori was injured, so I came right away. Is there anything I can do to help?"

“Your eyes?” Eri Kisaki saw his eyes.

The bright red eyes looked a bit off.

"This is my natural eye color, which I don't really like, so I usually wear colored contact lenses."

Eri nodded and didn't ask any more questions about her eyes.

"There's nothing I can help you with here. If I really need to, could you please take Xiaolan home later?"

She needs to take care of Kogoro at the hospital, and Beika Central Hospital can guarantee her safety, so her daughter doesn't need to accompany her, and she's not comfortable staying in the hospital anyway.

Although one of the four killers escaped, the police are still searching for him and it is unlikely that he will appear in the city.

Ran Mouri readily agreed, saying there was no need for Eri to mention it.

"it is good."

Chapter 346 Mom, I was really wrong

The next ward.

Kaito Kuroba is being fed an apple by his mother.

The sliced ​​apple was held on a toothpick, and one piece after another was brought to my mouth.

As another piece of apple was offered to his mouth, Kaito Kuroba shook his head frantically.

"Mom, stop feeding me! I can't eat anymore! I really can't eat anymore!"

"Eat more apples to replenish vitamins."

Kuroba Chikage smiled and pushed the apple in her hand forward a little further.

Kaito Kuroba clasped his hands together, on the verge of tears.

"Mom, please forgive me..."

"What do you mean 'I'll spare you'? You're Kidd, for goodness'! You know someone's watching you, and instead of running away, you're actively courting them. How dare I say such things..."