Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

She observed Qingze's face. Although he hadn't slept much, there was no sign of fatigue on his face, not even dark circles under his eyes.

"You can drink it then." Qingze shook his head.

My sense of taste has returned a little, but really only a little.

Unless you add sugar with a lethal effect, the taste is still quite bland.

He didn't have much of an appetite.

Upon entering the ward, Kogoro Mouri was dozing off, looking bored, when he was startled awake by the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Mr. Mori, would you like some milk tea?" Aozawa handed the remaining cup in his hand to Kogoro Mori.

I bought this from a bubble tea shop I saw on the street, and bought one for each of Eri and the others.

"What's so good about this cloyingly sweet stuff..." Despite saying that, Kogoro Mouri still took it.

The milk tea was still warm, and the aroma of tea mixed with the aroma of milk made it taste quite delicious.

"Uncle, how are you? How long will you be hospitalized?" Hondou Eisuke asked with concern.

"I can be discharged the day after tomorrow."

"How did you get injured?"

"Being injured by a petty thief is nothing serious..."

Sera Masumi asked Hondo Eisuke about Kogoro Mouri's situation, while Aozawa sat down to the side and yawned.

He needs to catch up on sleep this afternoon, otherwise he might fall asleep with his eyes closed if he keeps vigil all night.

Ran Mouri took a sip and handed over the milk tea. This milk tea was quite refreshing, with a lot of tea added.

"It's delicious, would you like to try some?"

Qingze raised an eyebrow and took a sip using the straw she had used.

Sera Masumi, who had been observing them all along, raised an eyebrow.

Sharing the same straw, does that mean their relationship is progressing so quickly?

Kogoro Mouri bit down on the straw, his eyes fixed on it. Ran Mouri, oblivious, looked down and asked Aozawa if it tasted good.

"How about it? Want another sip?"

Qingze coughed lightly and pushed the milk tea away, saying, "You drink it yourself."

He stood up. "Is Conan awake? I'll go check on him."

Ran Mouri tilted her head to watch him leave, took another sip of her milk tea, and then met her father's resentful gaze.

She froze as she drank her milk tea, the straw in her mouth inexplicably burning hot.

Feeling guilty, she hid the milk tea behind her back and pretended nothing had happened.

Hondo Eisuke felt like he was there to be tortured.

It's so painful to see someone you like being affectionate with someone else.

Sigh, it's best to put love and romance aside.

He should focus on his work with the CIA and avenge his sister as soon as possible!

Eri Kisaki found it amusing.

You handed it over so naturally just now, why are you feeling guilty now?

But why did they act so familiar with each other? They interacted so naturally, as if they were very close.

Did you really just get together a few days ago?

Eri Kisaki keenly sensed something amiss.

……

Aozawa arrived at Conan's hospital room.

He reached out and knocked, and the door inside opened, revealing Ai Haibara behind it.

The moment Ai Haibara saw Aozawa, she felt as if she had been struck by an invisible electric current, instinctively taking a step back and her breath suddenly tightening.

Qingze looked down at the shrunken Shirley, taking in her momentary fear, and his smile deepened.

Almost simultaneously, a chilling cold, like a venomous snake, surged from Haibara's feet up her spine and gripped her throat.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and that familiar sense of terror, originating from the depths of her organization, returned.

Seeing her change, Qingze raised an eyebrow and suppressed the malice that had risen in his heart.

In an instant, the suffocating chill vanished without a trace, as if everything just now was merely her illusion.

Ai Haibara stood frozen in place, her mind blank, unable to comprehend this sudden change.

Seeing her tense body relax slightly, Qingze once again gently released that malice.

Ai Haibara gasped sharply, as if an invisible hand had grabbed her by the neck. She instinctively hugged her arms tightly, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Qingze found this phenomenon extremely strange.

He once again restrained his malice.

Ai Haibara felt the pressure ease, but her chaotic thoughts had not yet calmed down...

Malice has struck again.

Trembling uncontrollably.

One pulls in, one releases; one loosens, one tightens.

After repeating this several times, Qingze finally couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Is this some kind of malicious perception constitution?

He didn't even release any murderous intent; he merely showed her some malice, which was precisely detected and reflected in his body.

Would you consider this some kind of cheat code?

At this moment, Ai Haibara hugged her arms tightly, her deep blue eyes filled with deep confusion and self-doubt.

Has her organizational radar short-circuited today?

Why does it flicker on and off like a light bulb with a faulty connection?

Could it be that he was so terrified by Koniak that he developed post-traumatic stress disorder?

So much so that seeing this face that bears some resemblance to him would cause such absurd hallucinations?

Chapter 391 Shinichi Kudo's Day Has Collapsed

Just as she was sinking into deep self-doubt, Qingze had already perfectly concealed his malice and all his aura, leaving no trace.

He crouched down to be at her eye level and asked in a perfectly timed, gentle tone, tinged with concern:

"What's wrong? You look terrible. Are you feeling unwell?"

Haibara stared blankly at him, at that face that was somewhat similar to, yet not quite the same as, Koniak's, and felt utterly lost.

What exactly is the situation?

Was she experiencing stress?

So much so that even my usually sensitive senses are malfunctioning?

Ai Haibara took a step back, creating some distance between herself and him.

In any case, keeping your distance is always the right thing to do.

Qingze glanced at her with concern, then stood up and walked into the ward.

Walking to the bedside, looking at the unconscious child, his face showed genuine worry.

"The child was fine before, how could this happen..."

Under Ai Haibara's wary gaze, he reached out and gently patted Conan's head in a soothing manner.

Using this action, the index and ring fingers subtly exerted force, pinching and pulling out a few strands of hair.

Conan felt a sharp pain on his scalp and struggled to open his eyes, meeting Aozawa's gaze.

Qingze: "..."

Qingze was unusually speechless.

Why did I have to wake up at this particular time?

Meeting Conan's somewhat bewildered gaze, he casually withdrew his hand, a look of surprise spreading across his face.

"you're awake!"

When Ai Haibara discovered that Conan had woken up, she was overjoyed.

It's good that you've woken up. It means the problem isn't too serious. You can just take it easy and recover gradually.

"you are?"

Conan stared blankly at the strange man in front of him.

Qingze was taken aback.

Don't you remember me?

Amnesia?

Aozawa looked at Ai Haibara and asked in confusion, "Did the doctor say that he might have amnesia?"

Ai Haibara pressed the call button before answering Aozawa's question.

"The doctor said there might be temporary memory impairment."

"Haibara? What happened? Is this a hospital? Why am I in a hospital?"

Conan felt uncomfortable all over his body, with various tubes and instruments attached to him. He reached out to rub his head and found that there was also an IV drip on the back of his hand.

Let alone sitting up, even the slightest movement causes him pain all over his body, as if his body is falling apart.

"You don't remember what happened?"

My memory is a bit jumbled.

Conan felt a terrible headache coming on. When he tried to recall the events, he could only remember fragmented thoughts that he couldn't piece together.

"Big brother, who are you?"

Conan looked at Aozawa, who was standing by the hospital bed.

He couldn't remember who the person in front of him was at all, nor did he have any memory of him whatsoever.

Aozawa frowned as he looked at Conan.

How could I forget him when I have intermittent memory loss?

"My name is Qingze, and I'm Xiaolan's boyfriend."

"Boy...boyfriend?"

Conan muttered those words blankly, as if struck by a bolt of lightning, leaving him completely stunned and bewildered.

Boy friend?

Are you kidding me?!

Shouldn't Ran's boyfriend only be Shinichi Kudo?

Where did this Qingze come from? How dare he say such a thing!

He was somewhat annoyed and turned to look at Haibara, only to find that Haibara's expression was very calm, as if she had tacitly agreed.

He suddenly felt his hands and feet were ice cold.

No way...it can't be true...

Seeing Conan's incredulous expression, Aozawa raised an eyebrow.

Could it be that Shinichi Kudo simply forgot about the things he didn't want to accept?

'As long as I forget that Xiaolan doesn't like me, then Xiaolan will still like me.'