Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"What will we do then? Won't the doctors and nurses get suspicious?"

Shinichi Kudo has disappeared, and then a child's injuries are exactly the same as Shinichi Kudo's. Anyone would have doubts.

"Once Shinichi shrinks, we'll transfer him to another hospital immediately."

"Can you guarantee that the doctors and nurses here won't reveal that Shinichi isn't dead?"

Ran Mouri was still somewhat worried.

In the public's perception, Shinichi Kudo was killed in the explosion, but both the police at the scene of the Eye of the Sky and the doctors and nurses who participated in the treatment knew that Shinichi Kudo was not dead.

Yusaku Kudo shook his head. "No, so we still need to put on a show. While transferring the patient to another hospital, we'll get a death certificate. The attending physician is an old friend of mine; Inspector Megure will help explain things. He'll be there to assist..."

"Not only that, but a funeral must be held afterwards so that Shinichi Kudo can truly die."

Is there anything I can do to help?

"Yukiko and I probably won't be able to get away from the funeral, so we might need you to help look after Shinichi..."

"Okay," Ran Mouri agreed.

It's just temporary help, nothing serious.

Which hospital do you plan to transfer to?

"Mihana General Hospital, your father is there too, it will be convenient to take care of him then."

Just then, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Ran Mouri took it out and saw Qingze's message. A faint smile appeared on her lips, and she replied with a message.

Not yet, I'm with Shinichi, I'll eat later.

Qingze raised an eyebrow. "How is he?"

[He's badly injured and we don't know when he'll wake up. The antidote's effect is also fading; we'll have to arrange a transfer to another hospital once he shrinks...]

Don't stay too long, go eat early.

【Um. 】

After a brief chat, Ran Mouri was about to put her phone away when Sonoko called.

Looking at the phone, Ran Mouri sighed softly.

She has received many phone calls this afternoon.

Sera's, Hondo's, Sonoko's, Kazuha's, Hattori's...

News of Shinichi Kudo's death spread rapidly throughout Japan, and those who couldn't reach him began calling her to ask about the situation.

She had to force herself to hold back her grief on every phone call, and her voice would choke up when she spoke of her saddest moments, so that she would seem genuine...

I've said the same things countless times; it's exhausting to deal with.

"I'm going out to answer a call." With that, she picked up her phone and left the ward.

"Xiao Lan, where are you? I'm coming to be with you!"

Hearing Sonoko's words, Ran Mouri felt a warm feeling welling up inside her.

Sonoko was worried that she was too sad, so she wanted to stay with her.

But as a childhood friend, how could Sonoko not be heartbroken to learn that Shinichi was dead?

She knew Shinichi wasn't really dead, but Sonoko didn't know that it was Sonoko who was truly grieving for her friend's death.

"I'm out here with some things to do. I'll contact you later, and we can have dinner together tonight."

She hadn't seen Sonoko for several days and missed her.

"it is good!"

The antidote lasted a little longer than Ai Haibara had expected, but around six o'clock, Shinichi Kudo still shrank.

His brows furrowed in pain, and he unconsciously let out a low, hoarse cry of agony.

Ai Haibara, who had been watching his movements closely, quickly pulled out the needle from his arm to prevent the needle from piercing a blood vessel if his body shrank.

In just a short while, the high school student on the hospital bed turned into a child.

The electrode pads that were originally attached to the body came loose as the body shrank, and the bandages also loosened.

Seeing their son's increasingly pale face and his still unconscious state, the Kudo couple felt extremely distressed.

I wonder if my injuries will worsen after I shrink...

"Transfer to another hospital immediately!" Ai Haibara said in a deep voice.

Shinichi Kudo is currently in a critical 48-hour observation period. If his symptoms worsen, he will need to undergo surgery again immediately.

There is no time to waste.

Several people quickly got to work, picked Conan up from the bed, and the professor took out a specially made inflatable dummy, placed it on the hospital bed, and covered its body with a sheet.

Then, Haibara and Conan, who was wrapped up, left to go to Beika Hospital to re-register for hospitalization.

Yusaku Kudo called the attending physician and then dialed Inspector Megure's number, asking the doctor to issue a death certificate with the endorsement of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Then, the couple sadly pushed the hospital bed with the dummy lying on it and got into the hearse driven by Subaru Okiya.

Ran Mouri watched them leave, feeling somewhat melancholy.

There's nothing she can do to help here; they don't need her.

It's fine if we don't need it.

She just came to check on Shinichi's condition; knowing that Shinichi was out of danger was enough for her.

She also had to take care of her injured father, protect her mother, and Aozawa... There was nothing more she could do for Shinichi.

Chapter 374 Being a prime minister wouldn't be bad.

Qingze slowly finished eating the food in front of him.

My sense of taste seems to have recovered a little, although it's still very bland, but it has definitely recovered a bit.

Although it can't compare to a complete taste experience, this little bit is still precious.

With a cup of coffee left beside him, he didn't rush to leave, casually looking at the rain outside through the glass.

It's only six o'clock now, it'll be midnight, we still have to wait.

Do you have any books?

He looked at the waiter behind the bar.

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The coffee shop has some books and magazines for customers to browse while enjoying their coffee.

"We have mystery novels and fashion magazines. What kind of book would you like?"

Qingze got up and walked to the bookshelf in the corner, picking out a book.

"Clear the table, but leave the coffee."

"Okay, okay!"

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When I'm reading quietly, I don't seem so fierce anymore...

But even when eating or reading, he wears gloves, which still makes him seem like a dangerous individual...

This guest is so strange, let's complain to Mr. Amuro about it.

Amuro Tooru is placing Chianti in the police hospital.

Chianti was thrown out and seriously injured. All we can say for now is that she has survived, but no one knows when she will wake up.

"This is the room," Amuro Tooru ordered, and had the bed pushed in.

This ward has no windows, and the only entrance is a door.

After inspecting the ward, he gave his instructions methodically:

"Two people are stationed inside the ward, and two more are stationed outside. All doctors and nurses entering the ward must be screened and followed. The monitoring is on 24 hours a day..."

"Yes!"

Looking at the prepared ward, he lifted Chianti's eyelids again.

The eyeball remains stationary, and the pupil does not contract in response to light.

Still in a state of unconsciousness.

"Check on me every three hours, and notify me immediately once I regain consciousness."

"Yes!"

After leaving the hospital and getting back into his car, he received a donation.

[The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly due to OCR errors. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.]

Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes.

Who is that fierce guest?

[Toru Amuro: What kind of guest?]

槺捐魈房戳搜劭词璐娜恕�

[He had white hair and red eyes; he didn't look like a good person. I was a little scared.]

Amuro was startled.

Koniak!

What was he doing at the coffee shop?

"Let me come and switch shifts with you, I'm done here."

【槺捐鳎赫庋换崽冯衬懑穑俊�

Amuro Tooru: It's alright, I'll be there soon.

Putting away her phone, she...

Although this colleague often skips work and takes leave from time to time, forcing her, who is already exhausted, to take on all the work at the coffee shop, she is still a very reliable person.

Especially at times like this.

The Mazda stopped at the entrance, and Amuro Tooru got out of the car and ran into the store in the rain.

Qingze glanced up, then his gaze returned to the book.

Amuro glanced at him through the light, walked to the kitchen, and tied on an apron.

"Miss Xiaozhi, you can go home now!"

Is this alright?

"It's alright, it's raining now, there probably won't be many customers outside."

"I'm going home now..."

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Amuro Tooru's smile faded, and he sat down opposite Aozawa.

His face no longer held its usual gentle smile; instead, it exuded the aura of Bourbon.

His gaze fell on Qingze's hair, then moved to his face.

"Koniak, is that a wig?"

Qingze turned a page of his book and ignored him.

"Miss Lan just survived an explosion crisis, and instead of comforting your girlfriend, you're here having coffee?"

Qingze put down the book in his hand and finally raised his eyelids to look at him.

"You caught Chianti, didn't you?"

"Chianti, what happened to her?" Amuro Tooru looked completely clueless.