Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Qingze slowly continued what he hadn't finished saying:

"Use it only when necessary, but this is a necessary situation."

He released his grip, and Binga's gun-wielding hand fell limply to his side.

Despite the excruciating pain and dizziness, Binqiang looked at Qingze, wanting to say something, but his throat was blocked by gushing blood, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He clutched his wounded chest, a bitter smile creeping across his face.

If you're not as skilled as others, you deserve to die.

He glared at the person in front of him with hatred.

Koniak, I'll be waiting for you in hell...

His head tilted limply toward the car window, his pupils began to dilate and swell, and the last glimmer of light went out completely, leaving only an empty, lifeless silence.

The strong smell of blood filled the car, and Qingze remained indifferent.

“I didn’t kill him; he pulled the trigger himself.”

He opened the car door and got out; Bai Yu had already walked over.

She glanced at the lifeless Binga, her expression unchanged.

What should be done with the body?

"Search the body, take out his cell phone and all his communication devices. I'll give you a voice changer so you can temporarily impersonate him."

As someone personally trained by Rum, Bai Yu is also an expert in hacking, though not at the top level.

Even so, it's still better than Qingze's hacking skills.

Cracking a communication device that has lost its owner is not a big problem.

"it is good."

"There's a bomb over there, should we deal with it?"

"Search first, then deal with them all at once."

Qingze took out a plastic bomb and stuck it on the fuel tank.

After Bai Yu finished searching Binga's body, he threw a compressed hot aluminum-plastic block on Binga's corpse.

Qingze raised his hand and fired a shot, hitting a black handbag under a telephone pole.

The explosion was deafening. The utility pole snapped and fell to one side with a crackling sound. Sparks flew from the wires, and one by one, the streetlights went out.

Bai Yu got out of the car, and Qing Ze's finger pressed on the detonator.

The plastic bomb exploded, scattering the raindrops in the heat.

Flames billowed into the sky amidst thick smoke in the rain, the scorching aluminum-plastic block glowing red-hot, the temperature so high it seemed to distort the air. The car was instantly ignited, the acrid smell of burning flesh mingling with the rain vapors.

Her long white hair was whipped backward by the blast of air, and Qingze turned and walked toward her car.

The metal lighter spun between his fingers, the roller brushing against sparks, and a small flame suddenly ignited. He then snapped the cap shut with his finger, as if covering up a fire burning on the street.

Chapter 376 You seem to have been through a lot.

At 11 p.m., Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki stood on the glass observation deck of the hotel building, looking down at Tokyo through the rain.

"How did that arrogant reasoning fanatic die...? My uncle is also injured and hospitalized. What exactly happened recently?"

The gardener leaned against the railing, his voice muffled, carrying a sense of bewilderment, helplessness, and a profound feeling of unreality.

Previously at Kiyomizu-dera Temple, Shinichi said goodbye to them and said he was going to transfer to a school in America. However, while still in Tokyo, he died in an explosion while trying to save people.

It was so sudden, so unexpected, so unprepared. A friend I'd known for years was suddenly gone.

Tears welled up again in those slightly red and swollen eyes.

Ran Mouri sighed and wiped her tears with a tissue.

My eyes are going to be swollen tomorrow.

Sonoko looked at her blankly.

I was originally worried that Xiaolan was too sad and wanted to comfort her, but it turned out that Xiaolan was the one who was comforting her.

After a few days apart, Xiaolan seemed to have changed. It was as if she had stepped out of the greenhouse, experienced the trials and tribulations, and become more mature and composed.

I don't cry as easily anymore; it's as if I've grown up overnight.

"Xiao Lan, don't you want to cry?"

Ran Mouri gently shook her head. "I've already cried."

She has cried several times today.

Since Shinichi didn't die, there's no need to shed tears anymore.

"Xiaolan, you seem to have been through a lot these past few days..."

It seems like the last time we met was just a few days ago when we were at school, but now that we're seeing each other again, it feels like something else has changed.

It could be maturity, it could be composure, or it could be something else that's hard to define or explain.

Ran Mouri recalled her experience of being swapped with Aozawa during this time and felt somewhat emotional.

This time the exchange lasted longer than before, but if we're talking about what we experienced, it was only those three years of memories in Qingze.

Her values, her morality, and her perceptions were inevitably affected; she was no longer as pure as she had been at the beginning.

She no longer trusted the police, state institutions, or the law as she had at the beginning.

Her selfishness grew; she shielded Qingze, she conspired with him, and she knew Qingze would commit crimes but did not stop him.

She no longer values ​​life as much as she did at the beginning...

It's hard to imagine that a person can change so quickly.

"These past few days, my family has been hunted down. My parents almost died, and I boarded a train that was bombed. Shinichi died in the explosion..."

Life and experiences force people to grow and also prompt them to transform.

Growth is simply becoming aware of something, and then it happens in an instant.

"So many things have happened, why didn't you tell me anything?"

Sonoko Suzuki raised her eyebrows, glared at him with her swollen red eyes, and pretended to be fierce.

"Aren't we best friends anymore? Are you afraid of dragging me into this?!"

If she hadn't come today, I wouldn't have known that Uncle Mori was injured and hospitalized!

Why didn't you tell her about something so important? When did Xiaolan become so distant from her?

"I just didn't want you to worry..."

"What are you saying! What do you mean you didn't want me to worry, so you didn't tell me?"

Sonoko Suzuki grabbed her shoulders angrily and shook her violently.

They are best friends!

If you encounter difficulties, you should ask her for help!

What kind of nonsense is this, trying to shoulder it all yourself?!

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Ran Mouri was so dizzy from being shaken.

Seeing that she admitted her mistake, Sonoko stopped what she was doing, but still snorted loudly.

"Shinichi has offended a very dangerous assassin organization. This is their revenge, including the injury my father sustained... I'm not telling you because I don't want to get you involved..."

"Oh? Does that mean Uncle is in danger? I'll have my dad send a team of bodyguards over to protect you right away!"

As Sonoko spoke, she took out her phone to make a call, but Ran Mouri quickly stopped her.

"No need, it's already resolved!"

"Solved? How was it solved?" Sonoko didn't believe it.

"That assassin organization only attacked us to lure Shinichi out. Now that Shinichi is dead, they've achieved their goal and won't pay any more attention to small fry like us..."

How can you be so sure? What if?

"Have you forgotten who Qingze is? This is the information he gathered by infiltrating the organization. That organization will no longer pay attention to our family."

Considering the identity of Kaito Kid Aozawa immediately adds credibility to this story.

But Sonoko wasn't satisfied with just that.

"Can't we call the police and have that organization arrested?"

They killed their friends, injured their uncle, and couldn't do anything else. It was so frustrating!

"They're untouchable... Without evidence of their crimes, even if the police know their identities, they can't do anything about it..."

“Ah…” Sonoko Suzuki frowned. “I’ll tell my dad. I don’t believe it…”

"Regarding that organization, Uncle Yusaku is already planning to wipe them out; they'll be wiped out in one fell swoop soon..."

Ran Mouri dissuaded Sonoko from using the Suzuki family's influence, saying it was best not to involve the Suzuki family in this matter.

When an organization takes action, it doesn't care who you are.

"Moreover, the murderers who tried to kill my father have been caught."

Upon hearing that they had been caught, Sonoko Suzuki relaxed.

That's more or less.

Not wanting Sonoko to dwell on this matter any longer, Ran Mouri pulled her into her room.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

After a day of care at the hospital, her mother had already gone to rest in another room.

"Speaking of which, who booked this presidential suite? Aunt Eri wouldn't have booked a room like this, would she?"

"Aze ordered it."

Hearing this nickname, Sonoko glanced at her sideways, teasingly saying, "Azawa~ Oh dear~ What a cheesy nickname~"

"The garden!"

Ran Mouri, embarrassed and annoyed, shoved her and pushed her into the house.

Sonoko turned to look at her, her expression still playful.

"Didn't you say he had a fiancée? How come it's resolved already?"

Ran Mouri was dumbfounded.

Fiancée? What fiancée?

What kind of backstory has Qingze come up with for himself this time?!

"It's solved."

"How was it resolved?"

"I misunderstood..."

Ran Mouri didn't know what Qingze had made up, so she could only give an ambiguous reply.

As she pushed the garden into the bathroom to take a shower, she took out her phone to send a message to Qingze.

[Sonoko said you have a fiancée, what kind of stories did you make up?]

Upon seeing the message, Qingze's lips curled into a smile.

I almost forgot I even created this setting.

[In other words, my fiancée likes me, we have a good relationship, and you felt inferior seeing us together.]

Ran Mouri: ...

She sent two speechless emojis.

You're really good at making things up.

[Ran Mouri: What are you doing right now?]