Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Normally, by this time, Xiaolan would already be up and even preparing breakfast for them.

What's going on today?

Seeing that there was no response from inside, Conan tiptoed and opened the door.

The girl was sleeping soundly on the bed, with only her head showing.

"Sister Xiaolan, wake up."

Conan nudged the girl, trying to wake her up.

Qingze suppressed the urge to kick the brat away, opened his eyes wearily, and spoke weakly.

"I'm not feeling well, Conan, could you ask the teacher for leave for me?"

Conan was taken aback when he saw how tired and weak Ran looked.

Are you sick?

She touched Xiaolan's forehead.

So hot.

He rushed out, grabbed a thermometer, and ran back.

"Sister Xiaolan, please take your temperature quickly."

Aozawa half-opened his eyes. "I've taken his temperature. He just has a slight fever, nothing serious. Conan, you can go now. I need to rest."

After saying that, Qingze closed his eyes.

Conan's expression grew increasingly worried. He placed the thermometer on the bedside table next to him, then poured some warm water and brought over some fever-reducing medicine.

"Sister Xiaolan, I brought you some fever reducer. Remember to take it when you wake up."

Qingze gave a soft "hmm" without opening his eyes.

Seeing that Ran was so tired, Conan quietly left the room and closed the door.

When he got to the restaurant, he noticed the paper lying on the floor.

I'm not feeling well, so please take care of yourselves for breakfast. —Lan.

When was this released?

He didn't see this piece of paper before he went to bed last night.

Recalling Xiaolan's condition yesterday.

It's definitely not very good.

After returning from Professor Agasa's house, he noticed that Ran seemed a bit down. He wanted to ask her what had happened, but Ran went straight to her room to sleep, so he didn't get a chance.

So she actually got sick...?

He felt guilty; he hadn't even noticed that Xiaolan was unwell. He felt he had failed in his duty as a detective.

"Conan, where's Ran?"

Kogoro Mouri, who was brushing his teeth, poked his head out of the bathroom.

"Sister Xiaolan is not feeling well."

"What happened to Xiaolan?"

"She has a slight fever."

Kogoro Mouri quickly put down his mouthwash cup, his brow furrowing. "He must have gotten caught in the rain last night. If he didn't have an umbrella, he could have just asked me to pick him up. Why did he have to come back in the rain..."

"Did Sister Xiaolan get caught in the rain?"

Conan felt a pang of sadness.

It seems like it did rain last night.

He had no idea that Xiaolan was actually outside.

Kogoro Mouri picked up the phone and asked Ran's homeroom teacher for leave.

Then, he knocked on Xiaolan's door, opened it, and went inside.

"Xiaolan, how are you feeling? Should we go to the hospital?"

Having been woken up twice, Qingze tried her best to control her morning grumpiness, and opened her eyes again with a helpless and weak demeanor.

"I just feel dizzy and sleepy. It's nothing serious."

A warm palm touched his forehead, and goosebumps rose on Qingze's hands on the blanket.

He doesn't like being touched.

Kogoro Mouri reached out and touched his daughter's head, finding that her temperature was indeed not very high, and he was relieved.

"It's alright. I have a request, so I have to go out later. I'll ask Amuro to bring you breakfast later. Call me if you need anything..."

Kogoro Mouri closed the door, and this time the room was never opened again.

Qingze breathed a sigh of relief.

Kogoro Mouri is indeed very concerned about his daughter, and that kid Conan also pays close attention to Ran Mouri.

The task of playing this role is arduous and has a long way to go.

However, getting some sleep is the most important thing right now.

The physical condition of a high school girl is different from his; she really couldn't withstand staying up for most of the night.

Conan Edogawa went to school, Kogoro Mouri went to do a request, and the living room made a lot of noise before finally quieting down. Aozawa fell into a deep sleep.

He was awakened by a knock on the door.

The door on the third floor was being knocked on. The sound was not loud, but it was rhythmic. Even so, the noise woke Qingze, who was a light sleeper.

After sleeping for four or five hours, Qingze felt that his dizziness had lessened a lot. He got up and saw the water next to the bedside table. He picked it up and sniffed it gently, but did not find anything unusual.

He didn't rush to open the door, but picked up the medicine and drank it down with water.

Amuro Tooru knocked on the door, and when there was no response, he prepared to go downstairs. Just then, he heard soft footsteps, and then the door opened.

He smiled, his blond hair swaying slightly, and handed the tray forward.

"Miss Mori, I've brought you breakfast. Are you feeling better now?"

Aozawa's gaze fell on Amuro Tooru's face, and he raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly.

Bourbon?

interesting.

Although I already guessed who Mr. Amuro was that Ran Mouri was talking about, I still found it interesting when I saw him in person.

Bourbon has reportedly been working as a waiter at the café downstairs from the Maori office for quite some time now.

He doesn't have that much free time.

So what is he investigating here?

Kogoro Mouri?

Aozawa smiled and accepted the tray from Amuro Tooru, which contained a cup of hot milk and a sandwich.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Amuro."

"You're welcome. If you're not feeling well, please rest more. Feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything."

Amuro Tooru's eyes showed concern, but that was all.

He had already seen Xiaolan's complexion and had a good understanding of her physical condition.

It's just a minor cold, nothing serious.

Chapter 5: I always feel like something's not right about this world.

Chapter 5: I always feel like something's not right about this world.

After closing the door, Qingze carried the tray into the restaurant.

I drink milk while eating breakfast.

The long-lost taste entered the tip of his tongue, and every strand of hair and every pore on Qingze's body seemed to be telling a story of pleasure.

He squinted his eyes happily as he slowly and meticulously savored the sandwich.

"That's really great!"

Is Bourbon's cooking really that good?

It's something that's both somewhat unexpected and not entirely surprising.

After all, someone who can work in a coffee shop for so long must have some skills.

After finishing the sandwich, he began to think about the question about bourbon.

Although he constantly received various messages, he didn't pay much attention to the organization's movements.

But now that he's become Ran Mouri and is involved in all sorts of activities within the organization, he can't help but pay attention.

'Gin once tried to snipe Kogoro Mouri, but Vermouth stopped him... Not only that, Gin was also injured.'

Qingze tapped his fingers lightly on the table, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

With so many people and so many things happening at the Mori Agency, the story of a high school girl is getting more and more interesting.

Upon entering the bathroom, she glanced at the cup and toothbrush, which clearly bore the characteristics of a young girl, and picked them up to begin washing her face and brushing her teeth.

The water feels cool and refreshing when it touches the skin.

Qingze looked at the person in the mirror: black hair, blue eyes, white teeth, and bright eyes, clear as a spring.

It is a beauty that is unforgettable at first glance.

Although I looked at the girl's face in the bedroom mirror last night, it was nighttime and not as clear as during the day.

Qingze clicked his tongue twice in his mind, a wicked smile appearing on his lips.

Instantly, the gentle girl's demeanor changed.

Like a rose hidden in the mist, sharp, mysterious, and dangerous.

It's even more beautiful now.

He went into the bathroom and washed away the thin layer of sweat that had formed on his body due to the fever, but he felt no emotion.

He has always been quick to adapt; it's just that he's become a girl, and although it's unfamiliar, it's really not a big deal.

He changed into long-sleeved shirts and trousers for easy movement, put his phone in his pocket, and went to the office on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the room, he sensed something was amiss.

He couldn't pinpoint the source of the anomaly, but his intuition was always accurate.

The second floor of the office is simpler than the third floor.

A large living room, a tea room, a storage room, and a restroom.

The closed window had the words "Mouri Detective Agency" pasted on it, and you could see the roof of the building across the street through the window.

On Kogoro Mouri's personal office desk, there was an uncleaned ashtray, several scattered newspapers, and an empty beer can.

She opened the windows to ventilate the room, and then cleaned up the items one by one.

The room was quiet except for the sounds of cleaning the table and sweeping up trash.

Qingze pretended to clean, but was actually looking around.

Sure enough, they found a bugging device.

This eavesdropping device is installed inside a power strip; it's very discreet and advanced. It won't cause electromagnetic interference or affect communications due to the eavesdropping.

If he hadn't taken some things with him when he left last night, we might not have been able to find him.

Qingze didn't touch the bugging device that was in operation. He lowered his head, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

Who could have put it there?