Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

"The people have all been taken away by the police. The beverage cups have also been sealed and sent for testing."

Kogoro Mouri's voice was muffled, tinged with suppressed anger. He slumped heavily into his chair. "We'll have to wait for the lab results to find out exactly what drug was used."

He paused, his expression growing increasingly grim.

Not only Kogoro Mouri, but also Eri Kisaki, Sera Masumi, and even Subaru Okiya, who were present, did not look too good.

"Those bastards... they're utterly beasts!" Kogoro Mori uttered a curse through gritted teeth.

"Ok?"

These abrupt and vehement words immediately drew everyone's attention.

Kogoro Mouri took a deep breath, trying to calm his tone, but the anger in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest:

"According to our initial interrogation, these individuals are repeat offenders. They have a particular sexual orientation and specifically target young men with outstanding appearances. That girl was a 'front' they regularly used to lower their guard and conduct initial seduction."

He glanced at Aozawa and Subaru Okiya, his fist clenching unconsciously:

"The method is the same as what you encountered tonight. First, they strike up a conversation to get close, then they enthusiastically invite you to a 'private party,' using women to test and seduce you, and finally they drug your food..."

"After succeeding, they either use secretly filmed videos to threaten and control the victim, or they use drugs to make the victim addicted, thereby coercing and abusing them in the long term."

"The dead body that Xiaolan fished out this afternoon was one of their previous victims. Based on some scattered clues, it is speculated that he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to get rid of them, which led to a conflict, and he was eventually pushed into the lake."

"My God!" Sonoko Suzuki covered her mouth in shock, her eyes wide open.

This is not just disgusting, it's downright lawless and outrageous!

"How awful!"

Kyogoku Makoto clenched his fists, his expression filled with intense anger.

Honestly, what happened tonight has really shaken his worldview.

Not only girls are targeted by dangerous individuals, but boys are also being targeted, sometimes with even more extreme methods!

If we weren't vigilant, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Ran Mouri's emotions, which had calmed down, were reignited by this cruel truth. Anger mixed with strong resentment and lingering fear churned in her chest.

She glanced at Qingze instinctively, finding it hard to imagine what would happen if they had been even slightly careless tonight…

Qingze's brows furrowed tightly, his face filled with disgust.

He guessed those people were disgusting, but he didn't expect them to be this disgusting.

"You went too lightly."

The atmosphere in the room became unusually heavy and oppressive because of this horrifying revelation.

Seeing this, Eri Kisaki gently adjusted her glasses and spoke to comfort her:

"These people will be punished as they deserve. It's getting late, let's go back to our rooms and get some rest. Let's not let these things spoil our fun."

Everyone nodded and went back to their rooms to rest.

When Aozawa returned to his room, Kyogoku Makoto was already resting on his futon with his eyes closed.

Subaru Okiya was sitting on his bunk, wiping his glasses with a soft cloth.

After washing up, Aozawa yawned and sleepily looked at Subaru Okiya, who had just taken off his glasses:

"You two... don't snore, right? I'm a light sleeper, and I wake up easily at the slightest noise."

“No, not usually.” Subaru Okiya raised his eyes, his voice steady.

Kyogoku Makoto, who was still awake, opened his eyes. "Me too."

"That's good."

Qingze covered his mouth and yawned again, a few physiological tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

He raised his hand, unbuttoned his shirt, and casually tossed it aside.

The indoor lighting wasn't too bright, but it was enough to outline his features. Subaru Okiya's gaze inadvertently fell on him.

Once the fabric is removed, the body's true form is revealed without any cover.

Qingze's muscles are not exaggerated, without any deliberately bulging bulges, but every line is tightly bound, with no excess in the undulations.

The transition from the shoulder blade to the waist is clean and crisp, drawing out a clean and elastic shadow under the skin.

Apart from the bandages, his entire back was smooth, clean, and without any scars.

Subaru Okiya put his glasses back on and casually asked, "Does Mr. Aozawa have a habit of exercising regularly?"

Chapter 507 The Vacation is Over

Qingze lay down in bed and mumbled a reply: "Yeah, I've practiced a little self-defense."

On the bunk next to him, Makoto Kyogoku, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them and looked at Aozawa's back, which was wrapped in a blanket, with a somewhat dazed expression.

So... you could say I've practiced a little?

Recalling Aozawa's skills during their previous sparring session, Makoto Kyogoku fell into a brief silence.

He guessed that Qingze was probably just being modest, or didn't want to talk about it.

He wasn't the type to interrupt or undermine others, so he just glanced at it silently, then closed his eyes again without saying a word.

Aozawa looked tired and had no interest in talking, so Subaru Okiya didn't know how to start a conversation.

He put his glasses away, put on his turtleneck sweater, and got into bed.

The lights went out, and the room returned to silence, with only the faint sound of the mountain wind outside the window.

Aozawa glanced at Subaru Okiya, who was lying down.

Sleeping with a disguise mask on, that's really ruthless.

Sonoko Suzuki arranged for their return trip to be the day after tomorrow. With several days and nights to maintain this disguise, Shuichi Akai wasn't worried about damaging his face.

He mentally complained and then turned to a more comfortable position.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt a rhythmic, brief vibration coming from under my pillow.

This is the vibration sound unique to emails.

My otherwise decent mood instantly plummeted, and an emo vibe emanated from me.

Two or three seconds later, he reached under his pillow and took out his phone.

The cold light from the screen illuminated his expressionless face in the dimly lit room.

He lay on his side, his body slightly curled up, the blanket pulled high, blocking most of the light and also blocking any view that might be directed at the screen.

Unlock and open the encrypted email.

From: [BOSS]

The email had no subject line, but the content was far from brief.

[APTX-4869 clinical data collection, in collaboration with Gin, to administer drugs to the target population on the list. Prioritize ensuring observation conditions, and take coercive measures when necessary. Record all images throughout the process, and report any special results immediately.]

[Guidelines of Operation: Maintain a low profile and avoid any activity that may attract attention or police intervention. The processes of contact, administration of medication, and observation must be kept as secret as possible.]

[Repeated: This must not be noticed by outsiders.]

Seemingly to prevent him from causing trouble, the email specifically outlined the code of conduct and repeated it again.

In addition, there is an appendix.

Qingze narrowed his eyes.

Aptx4869?

Did the organization discover that this drug has the effect of shrinking people?

Or is it that the old geezer doesn't have much time left?

In that case, Dr. Payton's experiments will likely become very frequent.

The attachment was downloaded quickly.

Almost simultaneously, the original emails vanished without a trace, leaving no traceable data.

Qingze opened the appendix.

Instead of the expected targets, what came into view were rows of neatly arranged names and extremely brief information.

A quick glance revealed that the surname field was almost entirely filled with the characters "Karasuma". He swiped the screen rapidly, scrolling down the list until it reached the bottom.

Serial number: 347.

Qingze stopped moving.

The next second, a crack appeared on the phone.

He slammed his phone screen down onto the blanket with a snap, sat up abruptly, and ran his fingers irritably through his hair, making a distinct rustling sound in the quiet room.

Three hundred and forty-seven?

It would take a year to handle just one case a day! And they still require us to "keep a low profile" and "avoid attracting outside attention"?

Why didn't that old man just make him pluck the moon down from the sky?!

"What's wrong, Mr. Aozawa?" Kyogoku Makoto, who was in the next bunk, was disturbed by the noise and groggily sat up, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

On the other side, Subaru Okiya also moved slightly, turning towards him.

Qingze made no attempt to hide his annoyance.

He threw back the covers, grabbed the clothes lying to the side, and put them on. "There's been some trouble at home or at the company."

He quickly dressed, put his phone in his pocket, and said, "You guys go to sleep first. I'll find a quiet place to make a call and take care of something."

Without waiting for their reactions, he opened the door and his figure quickly disappeared into the dim light of the corridor outside.

Subaru Okiya glanced at the disappearing figure and closed his eyes.

Qingze walked out while pondering.

He had seen the records of APTX's use. This drug was used as a poison, and in the past twenty years, only a few dozen people had been given it.

The current list contains about three hundred people, all of whom share the surname Karasuma, which indirectly confirms his guess about aptx4869.

This is indeed a targeted drug for the Karasuma bloodline and the Miyano family bloodline.

That old bastard Karasuma Renya began his frantic struggle before his death.

The courtyard was shrouded in darkness, with only a few stone lanterns casting a dim, yellowish glow. Qingze stepped out of the courtyard and walked straight to an open space with a clear view, making sure he wouldn't be disturbed or eavesdropped on.

He pulled out his phone and started bombarding Gin with calls.

The phone rang for a long time in the silent night sky, almost automatically disconnecting before it was finally answered.

"Heh." Gin's voice rang out slowly, tinged with mockery. "Didn't you blacklist me?"

Qingze completely ignored his sarcastic tone and went straight to the point, his tone clearly suppressing his agitation:

"What's going on with this mission? APTX-4869 is suddenly going to enter large-scale clinical trials? And all the test subjects are people with the surname Karasuma? Isn't this poison?"

"I don't know." Gin's answer was crisp and straightforward, even carrying a hint of indifference. "The order comes from the BOSS; we just need to carry it out."

"Execute? The target is over three hundred people, their whereabouts are unknown, and we have to keep a low profile and avoid attracting outside attention... Gin, tell me how we're supposed to 'execute' this mission?"

Qingze continued, "Even if APTX-4869 isn't detected, how could a family suddenly experience a large number of casualties in a short period of time not attract attention?"

"This is a complete contradiction!"

Qingze didn't say anything about "refusing the mission." He would normally refuse a mission, but this was an order personally given by the BOSS, so there was no option to refuse.

But venting your emotions about this unreasonable task is harmless.

Gin listened quietly to Aozawa's output, the cigarette between his fingers flickering in the night.

Although he felt that the task requirements were too high and unreasonable, there was nothing he could do. The order had already been issued, and the BOSS's requirements were clear—as soon as possible.

The boss takes this mission very seriously, only allowing him and Koniak to carry it out, with Vodka or Vermouth at most assisting, while keeping it a secret internally.

"The boss has already explained the mission details and priorities; we just need to carry them out. I'll give you half a day to spare. Let's meet at the Black Cat Tavern tomorrow at 2 PM."

Qingze clicked his tongue. "I'm on Kyushu Island, I can't make it back tomorrow."

"How you get back is your business. This mission is very important. If you have any complaints, you can go directly to the BOSS."