Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

After cleaning, she remembered what Qingze had said on the phone and gently opened the drawer on the left side of his bedroom.

Inside, two small, dark blue velvet boxes lay quietly side by side, their soft matte sheen gleaming in the dim light filtering through the curtains.

She paused slightly, picked up one of them, and opened it.

An elegant silver ring is set inside the box. The ring band has smooth lines and a small but dazzling azure blue diamond is set in the center. The fine radiating patterns around it are like quietly blooming starlight.

Is it a ring?

It felt like something gently bumped into my heart, and an indescribable sweetness quietly spread through me.

She picked up another box and opened it—sure enough, it was another one of the same design, only slightly larger.

A pair of rings.

She took out both rings and placed them side by side in her palm to compare them.

That single, blue star-like diamond shimmered quietly on the ring, understated yet impossible to ignore.

Without much hesitation, she gently slipped the smaller one onto the middle finger of her left hand. The size was just right, and the cool touch quickly warmed up.

She raised her hand and examined the increasingly bright sunlight outside the window.

The pure silver made her fingers appear even whiter, and the small blue diamond refracted a clear and soft luster in the morning light, like a small patch of clear sky frozen in time.

"Really..." she muttered to herself, her tone full of barely concealed amusement, "She's quite good at hiding surprises."

"So lovely."

She looked at it for a while, then picked up her phone, adjusted the angle, and took a picture of her hand with the ring and the morning light streaming in through the window. The lighting was perfect, the curve of her finger was natural, and the blue hue was clear and bright.

As I opened the chat app, a message popped up.

[Kaito Kuroba: When are you planning to let me pretend to be your boyfriend? I've been waiting for this for so long, it's really bothering me... /crying]

Kaito Kuroba tossed his phone aside, sank into the soft sofa in his new home, stared at the ceiling, and sighed listlessly.

He doesn't like owing favors.

Especially Ran Mouri and Aozawa, two people he couldn't quite figure out.

Aoze's identity is troublesome in itself, and Ran Mouri has become mysterious. This agreement is hanging there, and it could become a rope to pull him into the trap at any time.

Today is Christmas, and he didn't want to put things off until next year, so he took the initiative to remind him.

Ran Mouri was taken aback when she saw the message.

There seems to be no need for Kidd to play Qingze at the moment.

She thought for a moment, then stopped replying and continued sending photos to Qingze.

"I received the gift. It's perfect, and I really like it." A small smiley face followed.

After giving the ring away, she carefully put the other ring back into the velvet box.

Stepping out the window, in the sunlight, her smiling eyes and the faint blue light on her middle finger were strikingly similar in color.

Qingze, who had stayed up all night again, yawned and took out his phone.

Seeing the ring sent by Ran Mouri, a smile simply crept onto his lips.

[Qingze: It suits you very well.]

That ring looks really good on her hand.

It's a pity that it's not time to wear a ring on my ring finger yet.

Gin, in the driver's seat, glanced at him and couldn't help but roll his eyes at the smile.

He's definitely chatting with his girlfriend again.

This person is truly deeply infatuated with love...

"Stop the car," Qingze said.

Without a word, Gin slammed on the brakes. The black Porsche came to a smooth stop beside the desolate mountain road.

Qingze got out of the car, stretched his stiff neck and shoulders from sitting for so long, walked straight to a tree in the distance, took out his phone, and made a video call.

Gin didn't even bother to look in that direction. He got out of the car, leaned against his Porsche 356A, took out a cigarette from his pack, lit it, and bent down.

The white mist drifted away in the crisp, cool air.

He quickly went through the data from the past two days in his mind.

To date, they have conducted ten clinical trials of Aptx4869, with varying experimental data.

Three patients died on the spot after taking the drug, and there were no signs of them regaining their youth.

Four of the rows of skin showed a brief return to a youthful state.

In only two cases, the skin showed a more pronounced regression, but this only lasted for a few minutes before death.

Currently, all participants experience a sharp rise in body temperature after taking the medication, but without professional measuring tools, it's impossible to pinpoint exactly how high the temperature is.

It is uncertain whether the deaths were related to overheating.

We need to go back to the lab to get some more professional and comprehensive testing tools to monitor changes in temperature, heart rate, and blood pressure after taking the medication...

Ideally, bring a researcher to observe and record data on-site.

He finished his last puff of cigarette, stubbed it out at his feet, took out his laptop, compiled his thoughts from earlier along with the experimental data from the previous night into a report, and sent it out.

After dealing with all that, he finally glanced at Qingze.

The guy was still on the phone, holding it up in one hand, while the leaves on the tree branch next to him were almost completely torn off.

Gin clicked his tongue in disdain, looked away, and closed his eyes for a short rest.

Qingze stood under the tree, twirling the last withered leaf between his fingers, but his gaze was fixed on Ran Mouri's smiling face on his phone screen.

"I'll probably arrive in Tokyo this evening, but I'm just coming back to pick up some things, so it's inconvenient for me to leave..."

"How should I give you the cookies I made?" Ran Mouri asked.

She was busy for a long time yesterday, baking Christmas-shaped cookies, making sparkly candies, and making chocolates, and carefully wrapping a large batch.

"Just find a place to put it, and let me know, and I'll come get it."

"Can't we meet?" Ran Mouri asked, somewhat disappointed.

It's been two days since we last met.

"If it's just a quick glance, what's the difference between that and the video?" Qingze's voice softened a bit.

“That’s true…” Ran Mouri thought for a moment, then suddenly said, “By the way, Kuroba asked me when exactly he needs to impersonate you. How about… we set it for today?”

She paused, her tone now carrying a hint of serious consideration:

“You stay with Gin. As long as you make sure that ‘Qingze’ is in other people’s sight and appears in the same frame as you, you can completely separate ‘Koniak’ and ‘Qingze’ into two people and dispel their suspicions.”

Qingze pondered for a moment, then nodded:

"Since we're going to have him play the role, simply having him appear in the same frame would be a waste of the opportunity. Why not use this chance to let 'Qingze' and 'Koniak' establish a preliminary relationship..."

"After all, they are twin brothers. They didn't know of each other's existence before, but now that they've met, they should have some kind of reaction..."

Shuichi Akai was trying to find a breakthrough for Koniak through him, and of course, he would do as he wished.

“However,” he changed the subject, “I’m afraid Kaito Kid might not be able to keep up with my act…”

Chapter 521 Anticipating Director Lan's Grand Show

“That’s easy.” Ran Mouri smiled slyly. “Just have him impersonate me.”

Who could be more suitable to play Qingze than her?

Qingze's lips curled into a smile, full of interest. "I'm kind of looking forward to it."

"Will Gin sabotage us? Will he guess that it's Kaito Kid?" Ran Mouri worried about this.

If Gin exposes him in public, then the whole thing will have been for nothing.

Qingze glanced at the person resting with their eyes closed in the car, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"If he sabotages us, it's uncertain whether this mission can continue. As for whether he'll guess it's Kaito Kid... just pin the blame on Vermouth."

"I can rest assured that."

"Then this scene will be planned by you. The time, the location, and the audience are all up to you... We'll improvise the lines, and we look forward to Director Lan's performance."

"no problem!"

Ran Mouri readily agreed, her eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

After hanging up the video call, she looked up at the ring on her hand and gazed at the distant blue sky.

A carefully orchestrated "chance encounter" scenario quickly took shape in my mind.

……

[Ran Mouri: Let's do it today then, but the person you need to pretend to be is me.]

Kaito Kuroba stared at Ran Mouri's reply on his phone screen, his brows furrowing.

Instead of having him pretend to be Qingze, let him pretend to be Mouri Ran?

Kaito Kuroba was full of questions, so he made a phone call right away.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hey, Ms. Mori. What do you mean by this message? Are you asking me to impersonate you?"

Kaito Kuroba's voice was filled with undisguised confusion.

"Yes, it means exactly what it says."

Ran Mouri's voice came through the receiver, clear and calm, as she patiently explained:

"Compared to having you impersonate Qingze, whom you don't know, I think you'd be more skilled at impersonating me and less likely to slip up. After all, you've impersonated me many times already, you're quite adept at it, aren't you?"

That's true... but what about you?

“Me?” Ran Mouri paused, then smiled, “I will disguise myself as Aze.”

"Huh???" Kaito Kuroba was truly stunned and almost jumped up from the sofa.

"How are you going to disguise yourself?"

Don't tell him that Ran Mouri can also use disguise!

Moreover, even if someone knew how, it would be quite difficult for a girl to disguise herself as a boy.

Height, build, voice, and temperament—these are all challenging aspects.

Ran Mouri did not answer Kaito Kuroba's questions.

"You don't need to worry about that."

Kaito made a surrendering expression on the other end of the phone, "Fine, fine... you guys are all so secretive."

He understands Ran Mouri less and less these days.

"Then, let me tell you about some of the habits and details of how Aze and I usually get along, the audience I'll be arranging, and the reactions you need to make in specific situations..."

After briefly explaining the general arrangements to Kaito Kuroba, Ran Mouri hung up the phone and began to deal with the things at hand.

If you were to ask her who she is best at impersonating, the answer would undoubtedly be Qingze.

She had already prepared a set of disguise tools.

Although there are obvious differences between her and Qingze in terms of height, shoulder width, and other physical characteristics, these can be compensated for with the help of props.

Regarding her voice, although she is still learning and training in voice imitation, it is not a problem with the voice changer.

She took out the carefully crafted disguise mask that perfectly matched Qingze's facial features and put it on in front of the mirror.

Next, he put on a specially made inflatable muscle suit, adjusted the inflation level, and made his body shape resemble Qingze's usual appearance.

Finally, she changed into the clothes that Qingze usually wore.

Standing in front of the mirror, apart from being a bit shorter, she looked exactly like Qingze.

"The remaining key factor is height..."

She muttered to herself as she took out a disguise prop given to her by the teacher—adjustable height-increasing shoes.