Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Fortunately, the dome is only part of the building. According to building codes, every building over 200 meters tall is required to have a helipad, which gave the police and ambulances the opportunity for air rescue.

As soon as the motorcycle stopped, Ran Mouri jumped off and ran toward the building.

Watching her retreating figure, Qingze's eyes darkened, and he gripped the handlebars tighter.

Fortunately, Ran Mouri did not lose her composure. She turned around and waited for him at the door.

Qingze took off his helmet and followed in her footsteps.

Qingze quickly scanned the area, located the safe passage, and led Mouri Ran straight there.

The rooftop was in complete chaos.

The originally flat shelf structure was severely deformed, the metal frame was twisted like a pretzel, and a charred crater was directly blown into the shelf near the explosion point.

Thick smoke billowed from the damaged equipment enclosure and charred wiring, filling the air with a pungent odor.

Above, most of the once beautiful glass dome has shattered and fallen, and the remaining glass panels are teetering on the brink of collapse, ready to crash down at any moment.

Standing amidst the ruins, Inspector Megure's chubby face was filled with unprecedented solemnity and anxiety as he directed firefighters and forensic personnel in a cautious search and cleanup operation.

"Found it!" A joyful voice rang out, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

Having returned to their original forms, Yusaku and Yukiko rushed forward, completely oblivious to the glass that could fall from above at any moment.

Professor Agasa, Subaru Okiya, and Ai Haibara also ran over quickly.

Shinichi Kudo huddled in the crevice between the building's metal frame and its wreckage.

Despite the massive explosion, his clothes miraculously remained unburnt and untorn.

There was a lot of glass covering his body, and shards of glass splashed onto his exposed hands and left bloody scratches on his face.

His eyes were tightly closed, and he had completely lost all sense of the outside world.

"Shinichi!" Looking at her son, whose life or death was unknown, Yukiko Kudo knelt on the ground and let out a heart-wrenching cry.

Haibara trembled, hesitant to touch anything, afraid that she might be touching a cold corpse.

Are you still alive?

Is he still alive?

Kudo Yusaku was much calmer. His fingers trembled as he checked his son's pulse. Once he confirmed that there was a pulse, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"He's alive! Doctor! Quick!"

The doctor rushed forward immediately to conduct an emergency assessment.

"Extremely weak pulse! Shallow and rapid breathing! Severe traumatic shock! Multiple contusions all over the body, head injury from impact! Immediate resuscitation is required!"

Upon hearing this, Yukiko burst into laughter through her tears.

"Still alive, still alive..." She laughed for a moment, then covered her face and cried again.

Professor Agasa wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

It's good that you're alive, it's good that you're alive.

Shinichi is a lucky person, he will definitely pull through.

Subaru Okiya helped lift Shinichi Kudo onto the stretcher, but the worry in his eyes did not disappear; instead, it became even more pronounced.

The antidote has a limited time limit, and Shinichi Kudo simply cannot stay in the hospital for long. If he cannot get out of the emergency room within the time limit, things will be terrible.

Chapter 362 Aze, are you jealous?

Panting, Qingze and Ran Mouri climbed the last flight of stairs. Ignoring the soreness in their legs, Qingze looked around, tears welling in his eyes, and his voice filled with sorrow as he rushed towards the stretcher.

"Shinichi! Shinichi!"

He gripped the edge of the stretcher, his gaze falling on the unconscious Shinichi Kudo lying on it.

Upon seeing this, Qingze was speechless.

With such a huge explosion, how come his clothes weren't even torn?

Even if it's the protagonist's halo or some kind of cutting-edge technology, this is still too outrageous!

Ran Mouri also ran over, and seeing Shinichi unconscious, her eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Make way, the patient needs emergency care!"

Qingze trembled as he loosened his grip on the stretcher, bowed his head, and wiped away the tears that streamed down his face.

"How is Shinichi...?"

Subaru Okiya, who was standing nearby, answered her question:

"The situation is not good; he needs immediate medical attention."

Ran Mouri suppressed her urge to cry and reached out to pat "Ran Mouri's" trembling shoulder, as if to soothe her emotions.

Behind "Ran Mouri," she quietly reached out and wiped away the tears that were streaming down her face.

Subaru Okiya witnessed this scene and was somewhat surprised to see the young man's slightly reddened eyes.

Is Qingze really that sentimental?

When she noticed Subaru Okiya looking at her, Ran Mouri turned her head away, not wanting anyone to see "herself" like this.

She patted Ran Mouri's shoulder and whispered comforting words:

"He'll be alright, don't cry..."

Shinichi is not dead; this is the best news.

She was prepared for the worst, but the outcome is much better than the worst.

He wasn't dead, nor did he lose any limbs; he had simply lost consciousness but was still alive.

This is already the greatest fortune.

She felt relieved.

Yukiko Kudo didn't have time to exchange pleasantries with Ran Mouri; her eyes were filled with tears as she quickly followed the stretcher onto the helicopter.

Every minute and every second is crucial now.

Yusaku Kudo is talking to Inspector Megure, his expression serious.

"Inspector Megure, please have the police announce to the public that Shinichi Kudo has died in the explosion! Also, please keep the identities of all those involved in the rescue and those with relevant information confidential. If that organization finds out that Shinichi is not dead, this kind of thing will happen again."

"I understand, I will cooperate with you!"

Inspector Megure gathered all the people present and gave them orders.

"From this moment forward, Shinichi Kudo is dead in the explosion. All personnel must maintain a unified story and sign a confidentiality agreement..."

Ai Haibara and Professor Agasa stood together, watching the stretcher being carried into the helicopter.

"Aren't you going to come along?"

Haibara shook her head. "The helicopter has limited space, so following it won't do us any good."

She was somewhat worried.

Will such a severe injury during the body's temporary recovery process reduce the duration of the medication?

"Professor Agasa, let's go back first."

She wants to experiment on mice to prepare for the possibility of Shinichi Kudo suddenly shrinking.

She glanced at Ran Mouri, who was sobbing, and then turned and left.

The helicopter door closed, the rotors spun and the helicopter took off. Kudo Yusaku watched the helicopter fly away, then turned his gaze to Mouri Ran and the unfamiliar man he had never seen before.

He walked over and said, "Xiao Lan."

"Uncle Yusaku." Aozawa, wearing Ran Mouri's fur coat, bowed slightly and greeted Yusaku Kudo.

The girl's eyes were red-rimmed, and her voice had a slight nasal tone.

"Shinichi will be fine."

"Yes!" The girl nodded vigorously. "Shinichi will be alright!"

Kudo Yusaku's gaze fell on Aozawa, noticing her slightly reddened eyes, and he was somewhat surprised.

"This is?"

"My name is Aozawa, Mr. Kudo. I have long admired your name."

"Hello." Yusaku Kudo extended his hand.

Ran Mouri simply shook his hand in return.

Feeling the normal touch in his palm, Yusaku Kudo had a clear idea of ​​what was going on.

"Please keep it a secret that Shinichi is not dead."

"May I ask why?"

"I'm sorry, but this involves Shinichi's life."

"I understand, I'll keep it a secret."

The young man gave a faint smile, his eyes sincere and pure.

"He is a warrior, a hero who is willing to sacrifice himself for the public. I cannot do that, but I admire such a person."

……

As Qingze descended the building, he looked at Ran Mouri, whose emotions had stabilized.

After confirming that Shinichi Kudo was not dead, she calmed down and felt much more relaxed.

"I told you he wouldn't die."

Although he didn't really believe Shinichi Kudo wouldn't die when he said that.

But when those words become a reality, it's hard to resist a sarcastic tone.

"Are you happy now?"

Ran Mouri looked at him, her eyes crinkling into a smile.

"Thank you, Aze."

A question mark appeared above Qingze's head.

"I always felt that if it weren't for the bombs you defused, Shinichi would probably have really died."

Qingze: "..."

"I'm starting to regret it," Qingze said, pouting.

Ran Mouri smiled and blinked at him.

"Aze, are you jealous?"

Qingze lifted his eyelids and rolled his eyes.

"Jealous? What am I jealous of? Why should I be jealous?"

"You repeated it three times."

"so what?"

"So... your hypocrisy has been exposed."

Qingze: "..."

Qingze turned his head away.

"Let's go to the hospital and bring food to your parents."

Ran Mouri smiled and straddled the motorcycle.

"I hope the food isn't cold yet."

"It's cold, so be it. We can just heat it up in the microwave at the hospital."

Qingze sat in the back seat and rubbed his sore legs.

Climbing over sixty floors in one go is really exhausting.