Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"Waaah, Daddy's so sad..."

……

"Mommy, why do they cry so much?"

"Because they felt sadness and grief."

Why can't I feel it?

"Because there's nothing that makes you sad."

……

"Zhiyu, what do you want to do in the future?"

"do not know."

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"Zhiyu, this is a tenth birthday gift your mom and dad prepared for you, a special, one-of-a-kind gem!"

……

Qingze opened his eyes from his sleep and stared blankly out the window.

He clutched his chest, where a dull, aching pain throbbed.

He picked up the book, turned to the marked page, and his gaze fell on "Dissociation of Personality".

When an individual encounters unbearable trauma, stress, or emotional shock, the brain automatically activates a psychological defense mechanism that creates a "break" between psychological functions such as consciousness, memory, identity, emotion, and perception, thereby preventing the individual from directly facing the pain.

"Dissociative identity disorder..."

He held the book to his chest and stared blankly at the snow outside the window.

The snow outside the window continued to fall tirelessly, blurring the outlines of distant trees.

The world is like a boundless, cold, and empty wasteland.

"Aze, want to play a game together?"

Ran Mouri's cheerful voice came from behind her. She walked to the recliner, put her hands behind her back, and looked at him with a bright smile.

Looking at her, Qingze smiled and shook his head, "You guys play, I don't want to play."

He lowered his head and turned his gaze back to the book in his hands.

Ran Mouri tilted her head and took out a piece of candy.

She tore open the packaging and held it to his lips, saying, "It's watermelon flavored."

"Watermelon-flavored candy doesn't taste good."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and took it.

……

Four black figures walked in through the wind and snow.

"You guys better behave yourselves and act as my bodyguards, you hear me? We're only staying for one night, don't cause any trouble."

Vermouth gave instructions to the three people behind her.

“Understood, Miss Chris,” Flaward shrugged.

If a big star asks to stay overnight, who would refuse?

They are assassins, but not serial killers.

They wouldn't kill for fun when they have nothing better to do.

After giving her instructions, Vermouth knocked on the door.

"Huh? Someone's knocking on the door." Sera Masumi heard the knocking.

"I gonna go see."

Ran Mouri stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.

Ran Mouri was extremely surprised to see Vermouth.

"teacher?"

"Xiao Lan!"

Vermouth was also surprised.

What a coincidence!

"Xiao Lan, what are you doing here?" If Xiao Lan is here, then Koniak might be here too, right?

Vermouth's gaze swept around behind Ran, but the entrance blocked her view, so she couldn't see anything.

"This is my friend's vacation villa. I'm hanging out here with some classmates."

Ran Mouri's gaze fell on the group of people behind Vermouth.

The three men were dressed in black suits and sunglasses, looking like bodyguards, but each had a distinct aura.

The tallest among them was Vodka, who was imposing and dressed in all black, wearing sunglasses and a top hat. He was very intimidating just by standing there.

Cohen, standing next to him, had gray hair, deep-set eyes, a serious expression, and a cold demeanor, like a solitary, towering stone.

The woman on the far right, however, looked quite different.

Her short, ear-length hair accentuated her long, graceful neck, while the fitted black suit highlighted her tall and slender figure, exuding competence and decisiveness.

Her eyebrows were sharp as blades, and her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners. Wearing sunglasses made her look even more sharp and edgy. Every move she made exuded a cool and aloof aura, which was very imposing.

Ran Mouri was unusually wary as she looked at the three people.

what are they doing?

Why are you here?

Could it be that they came for Qingze?

Noticing Ran's wariness, Vermouth explained why she was there, and said with a smile:

“Our car broke down. May I stay here for the night? They are my bodyguards.”

Seeing Xiaolan made her feel quite happy.

She hasn't seen Xiaolan recently.

Ran Mouri couldn't possibly refuse when her teacher asked her to.

"Teacher, Aze is here too."

Vermouth frowned slightly upon hearing that Koniak was also there.

She didn't want to see Koniak.

The same applies to vodka.

If this weren't the only place nearby where he could stay, he would have turned around and left right now.

But thinking about it is one thing; actually leaving is another.

Rather than spending the night freezing in the car, I'd rather put up with this humiliation here.

In any case, Koniak has to put on an act in front of Ran Mouri.

Vodka's gaze fell on Ran Mouri's face, somewhat puzzled.

Ran Mouri recognized him, didn't she?

Why are you so calm, acting like he doesn't exist?

What exactly did Koniak explain to Ran Mouri after that day at the racetrack?

"Who is it?" Sonoko Suzuki, who was playing cards, poked her head out to ask when she heard someone come in.

"It's my teacher, Miss Chris. Their car broke down, and they'd like to stay here for the night."

"Miss Chris!"

Sonoko's eyes lit up.

A big star!

Sera Masumi's eyes narrowed.

Vermouth? What a coincidence?

Hondo Eisuke instantly became alert.

Chris Vineyard!

Among the information he knew about the organization his sister had infiltrated was Chris Vineyard!

Her codename is Vermouth.

When did Xiaolan get involved with Vermouth? Or was she just her student?

A white light reflected from his glasses as he put down the playing cards and stood up.

Apart from Qingze, the others all went to greet him with somewhat excited expressions.

As for how much of this excitement is genuine and how much is feigned...

Only Sonoko Suzuki is real.

Qingze lifted his eyelids to glance at the book and turned a page.

"Miss Chris! It really is Miss Chris!"

"You're even more beautiful in person than in the movies!" Sonoko said, not holding back her praise as she looked at the person in front of her.

"Thank you, you're so cute."

Vermouth smiled and winked at her, then began to look around the living room.

The three people behind her were also sizing her up.

Cohen's gaze fell on Ran Mouri.

This was the first time he had met Koniak, his legendary girlfriend.

She looks just like in the photos; she's a pretty girl.

Apart from that, nothing particularly special was found.

But if there wasn't something special about her, how could Vermouth and Koniak both treat her so specially?

He decided to observe it carefully.

Chapter 410 What kind of hellish scene is this?

Fryward knew nothing about Ran Mouri's identity and had no interest in it.

She looked around the living room, surveying the entire environment.

The people inside the house were just a few high school students, so it was safe and posed no threat.

As for the one lying motionless on the recliner...

Vermouth glanced at it, then looked away in disgust.

Fryward was somewhat puzzled.

Why doesn't this person react at all when they hear that a big star has appeared?

Even the most normal person would be curious enough to take a second look, right?

Cohen's gaze fell on Qingze's lowered face.

The young man sat quietly in the recliner, engrossed in the book in his hands, peaceful and serene, as if he had created his own world.

This is……?

It looks somewhat similar, but I'm not sure. I'll see if it's vodka.

Vodka's face was expressionless, his expression hard to read.

As for his eyes, they were covered by his ever-present sunglasses.