Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Have they installed surveillance cameras in the park?

Upon seeing Ran's reaction, Sonoko immediately chuckled smugly, with an expression that said, "I knew it."

"I'm the Queen of Deduction!" She raised her chin and wagged her index finger. "When I came back, your face was so red... you couldn't hide it at all, okay? It was obvious something was up!"

Qingze was injured in the back, and he would definitely have to take off his clothes to change the dressing. Once the clothes were off, his muscles would be exposed.

As for whether Qingze has abs?

That kind of fighting ability must be the result of regular training, so having abs is only natural and doesn't require much deduction.

"Don't interrupt, share it with us!" Sonoko grabbed Ran's arm and shook it gently, her eyes sparkling with pure and enthusiastic gossip. "What was it like?"

Ran Mouri's face was still flushed. Looking at Sonoko's curious expression, she blinked and turned the tables on her:

"You're so curious... haven't you ever touched it before?"

She glanced meaningfully toward the doorway, referring to Makoto Kyogoku.

"I... I wouldn't dare!"

Caught off guard by the question, Sonoko blushed instantly, her voice rising involuntarily before quickly lowering again, tinged with a feigned shyness, "A-Zhen... oh dear, it's different! Tell me, tell me!"

Ran Mouri couldn't help but smile.

Sonoko, she's really... all talk and no action, but she's incredibly innocent.

She moved closer to the garden, her tone a mix of embarrassment and a touch of pride:

"Abdominal muscles... because the subcutaneous fat is thin, they feel hard to the touch, like neatly arranged pieces of chocolate, but they are elastic, not as hard as a rock..."

She paused, then lowered her voice, "The chest muscles feel so good..."

"Wow--!"

Sonoko Suzuki gasped instinctively, then immediately covered her mouth, her eyes wide and her face flushed as she stared incredulously at her friend beside her.

She and A-Zhen had just kissed when Xiao-Lan touched Qing-Ze's chest muscles!

Amidst Sonoko's shocked and admiring gaze, Ran Mouri's eyes darted around, "I accidentally bumped into him while I was bandaging him..."

"I know, I know. It was an accident on purpose."

"The garden!"

……

Qingze arrived at the lakeside.

Police tape had already been set up along the lake, and officers were busy at work.

Qingze glanced around and walked towards Fei Yingli.

"Ms. Fei, how is the situation?"

Eri Kisaki shook her head. "According to the preliminary investigation, the deceased was likely pushed into the water, but the time of death is currently unknown. None of the suspects have an alibi, so the investigation has stalled for now."

Most cases cannot be solved overnight; they require extensive visits, inquiries, and investigations.

Those cases that are solved on the spot by detectives are rare.

The suspects are keeping tight-lipped, their testimonies are solid, and they haven't contradicted each other, so the police haven't been able to get anything out of them.

There are no security cameras in the resort, so we really don't know who invited someone here in the middle of the night and then pushed them into the water.

To investigate this kind of case, you have to spend time interrogating each suspect individually to find a breakthrough.

"I see..."

Eri asked her daughter, "How is Ran? Was she frightened?"

"No, I'm soaking in a hot spring."

"Then I'll go back to the hot springs too. I can't get involved here anyway."

After watching Eri Kisaki leave, Aozawa walked towards Subaru Okiya.

As Qingze took a few steps closer, he felt a gaze fall upon him.

The gaze was somewhat sticky, creating an unusual sense of discomfort.

He turned around and met the gaze of a strange man.

Chapter 500 There are always people coveting me

Their eyes met, and the man smiled politely at Qingze, displaying an air of elegance and poise.

But deep within those eyes lurked a desire that bordered on greed.

Qingze narrowed his eyes slightly, expressionlessly shifted his gaze, and continued walking forward.

He picked up his fishing rod and bucket and looked at Subaru Okiya. "Mr. Okiya, are you still fishing?"

"Mr. Qingze is still planning to go fishing?"

Qingze shook his head. "No, I'm not interested anymore. I have to return the fishing gear."

He picked up the bucket, walked to the shore, and prepared to pour the fish back into the lake.

Seeing this, Subaru Okiya couldn't help but ask, "Don't you want it anymore?"

"I doubt anyone wants to eat them anymore, right?"

"Too."

After cleaning the fish, Qingze took the fish bucket and fishing rod and walked outside.

The rod that hooked the corpse was sealed by the police.

Seeing that Aozawa showed no interest in the police investigation, Okiya, who was traveling with him, couldn't help but ask:

"Isn't Mr. Qingze curious about how the deceased died?"

"There are only a few possibilities: accident, suicide, or homicide. There's nothing to be curious about."

Qingze sighed, somewhat annoyed, "I should have been the one to fish up this corpse. I shouldn't have given the fishing rod to Xiaolan; it scared her..."

Looking at him, Subaru Okiya adjusted his glasses. "Listen, Mr. Aozawa seems to have experienced quite a few things like this."

"I've lost count of how many times I've fished up corpses... I really don't know where all these corpses come from..."

Qingze's true feelings were revealed, expressing a sense of frustration at being targeted by the world.

"It's made me dislike going fishing anymore..."

"Mr. Qingze is really lucky..."

Subaru Okiya didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

On one hand, there's a steady stream of fish caught, and on the other hand, there are corpses caught on the hook.

It's like jumping back and forth between extreme good luck and extreme bad luck.

Unlike him, who, though he may not catch fish, will not catch corpses either.

Thinking about it this way, I felt inexplicably much more at ease.

In the evening, the police finished their patrol and headed home.

As dusk fell, the group made their way to the main building for dinner.

The buffet restaurant is located on the second floor; it is spacious and luxuriously decorated.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the courtyard night view is bathed in a deep blue hue, while inside, the room is enveloped by abundant warmth and bright lights. The aroma of food mingles with hushed conversations, creating a warm and languid world, seemingly isolated from the harsh mountain night outside.

Everyone changed into comfortable yukatas, ready to enjoy a hearty meal before leisurely going to the hot springs.

Qingze took off his sweater and wore only a soft white shirt on his upper body, with the bandages wrapped around his body faintly visible under the white shirt.

He carried his plate and slowly moved around the dazzling array of food at the food counter, selecting his food.

Arriving at the beverage section, I looked at the rows of sake and juices, pondering what to choose.

A gentle voice sounded from his side: "Mr. Qingze, would you like to try the sake here? I tried it at noon and thought it was quite good."

Subaru Okiya walked over. He hadn't changed out of his yukata; he was still wearing the same turtleneck sweater. His eyes behind his glasses were slightly curved, maintaining his harmless graduate student appearance.

Qingze slightly pursed his lips.

Shuichi Akai is really like a stubborn plaster.

His gaze swept over his collar almost imperceptibly before returning to his drink.

"Then I'll give it a try." Qingze picked up a bottle of sake, then looked at him, "Anything else you'd recommend?"

"The seafood here is very good, especially the grilled cod, which is cooked to perfection."

"Sir, you have excellent taste!"

A voice, brimming with just the right amount of enthusiasm, chimed in.

The newcomer was dressed in a men's yukata and wooden clogs, carrying a plate and smiling gently.

His gaze fell on Subaru Okiya, and he did not hold back his praise, "The cod here is selected from Hokkaido and is transported on the same day. It is slow-grilled with binchotan charcoal and served with a special yuzu pepper. It is absolutely delicious."

After speaking, he looked at Qingze, extended his free hand, and introduced himself, "Hello, I am Sano Shuichi, and I run an art gallery. May I ask your names?"

Shuichi Sano's gaze lingered almost greedily between Aozawa and Subaru Okiya.

Both of them were quite good-looking, and their tall and straight figures were even more striking in their light clothing. They stood out from the crowd and were unforgettable.

In addition, her temperament is quite unique.

The pink-haired youth had a gentle, scholarly air about him, while the black-haired youth was a mix of indifference and gentleness; both were rare gems.

Qingze lifted his eyelids slightly.

The person in front of me was none other than one of the suspects the police had previously apprehended.

Aozawa shook the sake bottle he had just picked up, indicating that his hands were not free, then gave a friendly smile and introduced himself:

"My name is Subaru Okiya."

Subaru Okiya standing next to him: "..."

He adjusted his glasses, glanced at Qingze, looked at the person in front of him, and smiled slightly, but made no move to shake hands with him.

"My name is Qingze."

Aozawa turned his head to look at him, and Okiya Subaru met his gaze with his squinted eyes.

Qingze returned his smile with a kind smile.

“Aozawa, Okiya Subaru…” Sano Shuichi repeated slowly, savoring each word on his tongue as if tasting the flavor of the name’s owner. “What a beautiful name.”

He slowly withdrew his hand, feeling a little regretful that he hadn't been able to touch their hands.

Subaru Okiya felt goosebumps silently erupt on his arm, and he opened his squinting eyes a crack.

Qingze continued to smile.

They used to make a fuss about their sexual orientation, but this time they've really been targeted by perverts.

Fortunately, someone else took the fall for him.

He glanced at Subaru Okiya out of the corner of his eye.

The ace agent, disguised, had his lips pressed into a straight line, managing his facial expression with immense willpower.

Completely unaware that the two people in front of him had seen right through his thoughts, Sano Shuichi asked in a very familiar manner, "You two haven't changed into yukatas, are you not planning to enjoy the hot springs here?"

"I'm not used to bathing with other people," Qingze explained with a smile.

"That's a real shame. But you could try a private hot spring bath. Coming all this way and not experiencing the hot springs is like entering a treasure trove and leaving empty-handed."

Shuichi Sano leaned forward, his voice low and alluring, as if sharing a secret:

"I know of a few private hot springs in the mountains with stunning views and excellent privacy, but you'll need to make a reservation in advance... If you two are interested..."

"Mr. Sano is very familiar with this place?" Subaru Okiya asked at the opportune moment.

“I’m a regular here, and I stay here several times a year.”

"Thank you for your kindness. We'll contact you if we need anything."

Qingze nodded politely but distantly, said no more, picked up his tray, turned around briskly, and headed towards the dining area.