Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"I'm so curious, how do you act so well?"

How did he manage to suppress that murderous aura so easily, suppressing it whenever he wanted and releasing it whenever he wanted?

If he didn't know the truth, he would be completely fooled by that harmless appearance.

Qingze had no intention of paying attention to him or offering any explanation; his disdain was evident in his expression.

"Stay away from me, you're polluting the air."

Toru Amuro: "..."

Amuro Tooru was about to laugh in exasperation.

Who should complain about whom polluting the air?

Hondou Eisuke stood at the top of the stairs, tilting his head as he looked at the two people talking in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Why does it feel a bit tense?

"Mr. Amuro?" He spoke up, looking at Amuro Tooru's gloomy face, and walked over with a puzzled expression.

What are they talking about? Why does Mr. Amuro look so grim?

Aozawa sat up, looked at Hondou Eisuke, and earnestly suggested:

"Classmate, I suggest you stay away from this Mr. Amuro. He's a pervert who likes men and is lusting after my looks. He even tried to anal me!"

Toru Amuro: "???"

Toru Amuro: "!!!"

Amuro Toru's face turned green after hearing what Aozawa was saying.

Seeing Hondo Eisuke's stunned and blank face, Amuro Tooru's heart broke.

Amuro Tooru punched Aozawa in the face.

He felt like a saint if he could refrain from taking action.

Qingze reached out and caught his fist, got up from the recliner, and started wrestling with him.

Hondo Eisuke's eyes widened, and his mind went blank.

What? What is it?

By the time he realized what was happening, the two of them were already fighting.

Amuro Toru's attacks were fierce and ruthless, forcing Aozawa into a passive defensive posture, looking like he was running out of strength.

Hondo Eisuke tried to break up the fight but failed. Seeing that Amuro Tooru was getting more and more aggressive, he quickly ran out to call for help.

"Ran! Something terrible has happened! Mr. Aozawa and Mr. Amuro are fighting!"

He ran and shouted, trying to let the people outside know what was happening inside as quickly as possible.

The three girls who were admiring the scenery were startled and quickly ran back.

As soon as she entered the house, Ran Mouri saw Aozawa knocked to the ground by a punch, clutching his stomach and looking pained.

Her heart tightened instantly, "Aze!"

Seeing Aozawa fall to the ground, Amuro Toru's face turned green.

What hurt him? He didn't gain the slightest advantage!

That damned Koniak always hits where you can't see the bullets; he's in pain all over now.

Is this how they're going to treat him now?

Ran Mouri rushed forward, shielding Aozawa behind her, and looked at Tooru Amuro, assuming a dangerous attack stance.

"Mr. Amuro, what are you doing!"

She stared at Amuro Tooru with a serious and vigilant expression, her guarded posture suggesting she was ready to act at any moment.

"Ouch, that hurts..."

Qingze sat up halfway on the ground, clutching his chest and enduring the pain.

Amuro Toru smiled.

I was so angry I laughed.

He now understood why Vermouth disliked dealing with Koniak.

That person is truly despicable!

He could easily kill you with one punch, but he insists on putting on an act, and afterwards he acts like a weakling who was injured by you in front of others.

The acting was so realistic, he almost believed it!

"You're better, I admit defeat."

Amuro Tooru chuckled twice, then felt a sharp pain in his lungs.

Damn Koniak, should he be glad he held back and didn't kill him with one punch?

After saying that, he turned and left.

Is this place even safe to stay? Absolutely not!

"Eh? Mr. Amuro?"

Sonoko Suzuki opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask something.

She had witnessed Aozawa's fighting prowess; even A-Zhen couldn't beat him. How could he have been injured by Mr. Amuro?

Could it be that Mr. Amuro is even more amazing than Makoto?

Sera Masumi looked at Amuro Tooru, who was limping and staggering towards the door, and then at Aozawa, who was being helped up by Ran, with a puzzled expression.

What is going on?

How did they suddenly start fighting?

Is Amuro Tooru's concern for Aozawa just about beating him up?

"What's going on?" She looked at Hondo Eisuke, who seemed to know everything.

Hondo Eisuke's face flushed red, unsure of what to say.

Since it involved the reputations of Mr. Amuro and Mr. Aozawa, he couldn't speak rashly.

Qingze spoke, his expression as innocent as could be:

"I just said one sentence, merely reminding Hondo, and Mr. Amuro suddenly punched me..."

Ran Mouri's lips twitched slightly.

She could already foresee what would happen.

How could Aozawa, with his skills, possibly be injured by Amuro Tooru?

However, it cannot be ruled out that he deliberately let Amuro Tooru injure him in order to gain sympathy.

He has no sense of pain, so he won't even realize where he's badly injured.

Amuro Tooru, who had just reached the door, was nearly driven mad by these sarcastic remarks.

He quickened his pace, wanting nothing more than to leave this place of trouble.

He believes that those who are capable of discernment still possess that ability.

What do you want to do?

He couldn't even utter that word!

He gritted his teeth.

"How shameless..."

"Mr. Aozawa, what did you say?" Sera Masumi asked curiously.

What exactly did Aozawa say that made Amuro Tooru, who seems so good-natured on the surface, unable to resist taking action?

"It's nothing, it's just that Amuro Tooru likes men and told Hondo to protect himself, and then Mr. Amuro got angry and attacked him."

"what?"

Sonoko Suzuki and Masumi Sera were bewildered in the wind.

Ran Mouri glared at him, annoyed.

Are you going to use this trick on everyone in the organization?

What if a guy who genuinely likes men comes along and tries to take advantage of the situation? How will that end?

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Aozawa calmly accepted Ran Mouri's glare.

Who let those annoying people get in my way?

As long as I have no reputation, reputation cannot bind me!

As for whether it will affect Amuro Tooru's reputation, what does he care?

“Mr. Amuro isn’t that kind of person…” Ran Mouri said helplessly as she helped Aozawa up.

Qingze was displeased. "He's after me, and you still say things like that! You might as well just give me to him!"

Looking at Aozawa, who was leaning against Ran and looked somewhat aggrieved, Sonoko Suzuki's lips twitched.

Qingze, what exactly are you doing?

Are you the kind of person who can knock down a tree with one punch?

Why are you so coquettish in front of Xiaolan?

Is it a cute contrast?

Okay, that's pretty cool...

If Ah Zhen were to act all cute and affectionate with her like that...

Imagining that scene, Sonoko Suzuki grinned.

Ignoring Qingze's sarcastic remarks, Ran Mouri said firmly, "Go to your room, I'll check where you're injured."

"How about I examine Mr. Aozawa?" Hondo Eisuke volunteered.

Amuro Tooru is gone. Besides the butler, he's the only man here, so it's more appropriate for him to come.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Ran shook her head and refused, then helped Aoze upstairs.

Qingze leaned his entire weight on her and lazily let her help him walk.

Seeing his expression change from aggrieved to smiling after he turned around, Ran really wanted to punch him.

This guy doesn't seem to mind acting when he's doing bad things.

Sera Masumi frowned as she watched the two figures disappear into the distance.

How far has their relationship progressed?

Xiao Lan's initiative to examine his injuries indicates that she has already been completely honest with him?

She couldn't help but feel a little horrified.

They've only been together for a few days?

This development is terrifying!

And look how skillfully Qingze has mastered the art of feigning weakness...

Could he really be a playboy who specializes in toying with women's feelings?

She knew things were going badly.

If that's really the case, then it's terrible!

Ran Mouri led Qingze into the room, and as soon as the door closed, Qingze's boneless and fragile appearance immediately returned to normal.

He stretched his body and walked to the window.

The white Mazda had already driven away from the villa, leaving only its taillights in sight.