Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Xiaolan doesn't know much about her boyfriend yet!

How can this be!

We must use this game to find out everything about his ancestors!

"Aze, are you playing?"

Ran Mouri also wanted to invite Aozawa to play with her.

Sitting alone can feel very lonely.

The point of going out is to relax, and playing games together is what makes it fun.

Looking at the group of people sitting around, Qingze took a cushion and sat down next to Ran Mouri.

Sera Masumi's gaze was fixed on the book beside her.

You can see a bookmark inside the book, indicating that it has been read quite a bit.

Her gaze fell on the book cover.

One Hundred Popular Science Reads on Mental Health

It appears to be a professional book on psychology.

Is he studying psychology?

Qingze's gaze swept over everyone, then landed on Cohen, who was sitting alone to one side, and he smiled gently:

"Sir, aren't you coming to play?"

When he was called out, a bead of cold sweat trickled down Cohen's forehead.

He walked over silently and sat down next to Vodka.

Qingze was satisfied.

That's more like it.

If we're going to have fun, then let's all have fun. Why be unconventional?

Fryward's gaze lingered on Qingze's face for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Why does this person give her a slightly strange feeling?

Cohen's reaction was also somewhat abnormal.

During this time, she got to know her new partner a little better.

Silent, reserved, not talkative, and not easily persuaded.

But now it's been done in just one sentence.

This is very unusual.

Her mind was racing, but she showed no sign of it on her face. She rested her chin on her hand and waited for the game to begin.

Once everyone was seated, Sonoko began to explain the game rules.

"The rules of the game are very simple. Everyone takes turns spinning the bottle, and whoever the bottle's opening points to is the chosen person."

The chosen person can choose to play Truth or Dare. The person spinning the bottle draws a card, and the chosen person either answers a question or completes a challenge.

"Those who cannot answer or fail to complete the task will receive a small punishment, which will be determined by the person spinning the bottle."

Fearing they might worry about excessive issues, Sonoko added:

"Don't worry, these are all simple questions and challenges, and they don't involve personal privacy. You can take a look first, and pick out the cards you don't want."

Qingze took the cards and looked at them; they were indeed all simple questions and challenges.

Vermouth glanced at the cards and put them back.

"How about I go first?"

Vermouth spun the bottle, and after two rotations, the bottle's opening was aligned with the vodka.

"Truth or Dare?"

Vodka chose to tell the truth without hesitation.

Vermouth drew a card and asked with a smile:

Are there any people here whom you dislike? If so, who are they?

"...Aren't these two questions?"

Vodka strongly suspects that the card Vermouth drew didn't actually have this problem.

“No, because we only consider the preliminary issues.” Vermouth smiled. “You have to follow the rules of the game and tell the truth.”

Vodka rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses.

This woman was clearly doing it on purpose; she just wanted to hear him talk about Koniak!

"...Yes. You are!"

"It's really disheartening that the bodyguard I hired at great expense actually hates me..." Vermouth sighed, rubbing her forehead.

Qingze never misses an opportunity to be sarcastic or unsettling:

“Miss Chris, you should reflect on yourself and see what you did that made your bodyguards hate you.”

Vermouth tossed her hair with a charming air, then shook her head and sighed at the group of high school students.

"Because I rejected his advances."

Qingze: "..."

Sometimes he really thinks some people are quite shameless.

Vodka: "..."

Vodka's expression tightened.

Vermouth is really exaggerating!

A declaration of love?

That's funny.

Just look at Calvados to see what happens to those who like her!

"Falling in love with your employer? If it's Miss Chris, it's certainly hard not to fall in love." Hondo Eisuke smiled憨厚ly.

"Really?" Fryward looked at his new partner, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Cohen: "..."

How did he know?

Seeing that someone was taking it seriously, Vodka had no choice but to speak.

"Who likes her?! She's not my type at all!!"

"Mr. Vodka, what is your ideal type?" Sonoko asked curiously.

"I like Yoko Okiya!"

"So you like the pure and innocent type like Yoko..." Sera Masumi smiled.

This vodka is actually a fan of Yoko Okino.

This is another piece of useful information.

Vodka just wanted to end the conversation.

"Go on, next one!"

The bottle fell into Ran Mouri's hands.

Ran Mouri smiled and twirled the bottle, making a wish in her heart.

Qingze, Qingze! Choose Qingze!

The bottle spun around a few times, finally landing on Qingze in her gaze.

Her eyes lit up instantly.

"Hey, Aze, are you going to choose Truth or Dare?"

Seeing Ran Mouri's expectant gaze, Aoze smiled.

"Then let's tell the truth."

Ran Mouri drew a card from the truth-or-dare deck.

Upon seeing this question, her eyes crinkled into a sly smile.

"Please describe your first love."

Qingze looked at her and smiled gently, "She's sitting next to me now."

Ran Mouri's face flushed slightly, and she felt her heart beating a little fast.

I thought he would use some adjectives to describe it, but it was just such a simple sentence.

But even such a simple sentence can inexplicably make you feel flirted.

Looking again, Qingze's eyebrows were curved, and his expression was focused and serious.

Ran Mouri felt her heart beating even faster.

That kind of gaze is simply irresistible.

Chapter 412 Go Confess to Your Big Brother

Looking at Aozawa, Sonoko's eyes widened. "Ran is your first love?"

"Ah."

"You've never been in a relationship before?" Sera Masumi asked.

"No."

Sera Masumi frowned, not quite believing it.

If that's the case, then she guessed wrong?

Isn't he a playboy?

"Have you never liked any other girls?" Hondo Eisuke also asked.

"No."

Vermouth stared at him. "Do you dare swear?"

Why wouldn't you dare?

Meeting her gaze, Qingze extended his hand, his index, middle, and ring fingers together.

Sera Masumi's gaze fell on his fingers.

A very traditional oath-taking posture.

"God above, Ran Mouri is my first love. If I'm lying, may I be hit by a car tomorrow..."

Ran Mouri grabbed his hand, interrupting him.

"Don't make oaths lightly, and don't curse yourself!"

She can't stand hearing about death.

Even swearing an oath is not allowed.

Qingze chuckled, "I don't care, it's just that some people don't believe me."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Vermouth, his smile carrying a hint of provocation.

"Are you satisfied now, teacher?"

Vermouth snorted.

"next."

The bottle fell into Qingze's hands.