Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Fukuda Kishimoto began slowly to speak: "Your father's name is Fukuda Hiroshi, a pianist, and your mother's name is Fukuda Mie, a violinist. You showed great musical talent from a young age..."

music?

Ran Mouri felt that this word had absolutely nothing to do with Aozawa.

She had heard Qingze hum some tunes when he was in a good mood, but that was all.

“That day your family went camping, and you went into the mountains to collect firewood, and then you never came back.”

"We searched the mountain for three days and three nights, but we couldn't find any trace of you..."

Ran Mouri listened while frowning.

Disappeared while collecting firewood? No one has been found for three days and three nights?

Why does it sound so much like a story?

"What day was it? Which mountain was it?"

"I remember it was late autumn, on a mountain west of Yamanashi Prefecture, it had no name..."

Fukuda Kishimoto talked about Aozawa, and Mouri Ran listened for almost half an hour.

"Aze, come home with me. Your grandfather misses you very much."

Just then, Ran Mouri's phone rang.

I picked it up and saw that it was a call from Mr. Qingze.

"Do you really need to spend this long buying clothes?"

Qingze stood in the living room with his hair still wet. Since he had no clothes to change into, he wore his own large T-shirt.

He was holding the phone at that moment, his tone unusually impatient.

He ran 10 kilometers and even took a shower, but his clothes still haven't come back. What kind of efficiency is that?

"Sorry, something came up, I'll be right back."

Qingze frowned. "What happened?"

"I'll tell you when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Ran Mouri looked at Kishimoto Fukuda, preparing to end today's conversation.

"I'm sorry, I'm doing very well now and have no plans to return to your home."

She picked up the photo. "Can I have this photo?"

Hearing that he was unwilling to go back, Fukuda Kishimoto sighed and did not force him.

"Of course you can. Leave me your contact information. Even if you don't come back, it would be good to see your family and have a meal together. We all miss you..."

Ran Mouri asked him for his phone number, took the photo, got up, paid the bill, and left.

After Ran Mouri left, Kishimoto Fukuda made a phone call.

"He has amnesia; he doesn't remember anything from before."

"Are you sure it's really amnesia?"

"It should be true; he didn't react at all to his father's photo."

“This kid has been smart since he was a child. We can’t let our guard down. We need to keep testing him.”

……

Ran Mouri returned to Aozawa's residence before dark, carrying a large number of shopping bags.

The girl stood in the living room with her arms crossed, coldly watching her.

His long hair was loosely tied up with a rubber band, and he was wearing only a simple long T-shirt that covered his upper thighs.

His movements caused his full chest to be faintly visible beneath his T-shirt.

Although her face was expressionless, her aura was exceptionally domineering and inexplicably sexy.

Ran Mouri instinctively covered her nose.

Good heavens! Why does looking at her make me feel like I have a nosebleed?!

"Hurry up and get me my clothes!"

Qingze spoke in a cold voice, his emotions clearly on the verge of exploding.

Vacuum is just too uncomfortable!

And for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable in his lower abdomen.

Ran Mouri's ears turned red as she tried hard to avoid looking at Aoyama, and quickly started to grab her clothes and remove the tags.

Qingze took the clothes to the changing room to change, and only felt a little better after he was fully dressed.

He returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked up.

"Tell me, what happened?"

"I met Miss Vermouth..."

Belmode?

Qingze frowned.

What a coincidence! I was just going out to buy some clothes and I ran into Vermouth.

Has she been spending a lot of time at rice cake shops lately?

How did you deal with her?

Ran Mouri carefully recounted the whole story.

After listening, Qingze pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a bit of a headache.

"You handled it well. This woman was suspicious of your buying clothes. She just left temporarily, but she certainly won't give up investigating."

If it were him, Vermouth would be easy to deal with, but the problem is that Ran Mouri is currently inside his body.

Asking Ran Mouri to deal with Vermouth, who has exceptional observation skills and a sharp mind, is really asking too much of her.

"Try to stay home as much as possible."

If we can't handle it, we can only avoid it.

"If she calls you, you take another phone and call me immediately."

"Mmm." Ran Mouri nodded in agreement; this was the only option now.

"What does Miss Vermouth look like?" Ran Mouri asked.

She felt that she was definitely a very beautiful woman.

"Chris Vineyard, you know him?"

Ran Mouri was astonished; this big star was actually Vermouth?!

"And her mother, Sharon Vineyard, that's her too."

Ran Mouri was stunned and speechless.

Ms. Sharon? The same person? Vermouth?

Seeing her stunned, Qingze raised an eyebrow. "If I remember correctly, she's one of your two favorite actresses, right?"

Ran Mouri nodded listlessly. "I met Ms. Sharon in America. Ms. Sharon even gave me a handkerchief, which I've always treasured..."

Finding out suddenly that your favorite celebrity is a bad guy, a killer, is a real blow.

She quickly suppressed this emotion and began to think about something else.

She felt like she'd heard Vermouth's voice somewhere before...

Where is it?

Seeing that she was distracted, Qingze narrowed his eyes, leaned forward, crossed his fingers in front of his chest, and stared into her eyes.

What are you thinking about again? Can't you accept this fact?

Ran Mouri shook her head. "There's nothing I can't accept."

She can accept Shinichi becoming Conan, so why can't she accept that her favorite female celebrity is Vermouth?

Suddenly, she remembered where she had heard that voice before.

That dock!

The dock where someone wants to kill Ai!

At that moment, she rushed out of the trunk, only wanting to save Ai, and had no time to care who wanted to kill her.

At that moment, she shielded Ai with her body. That person could have easily killed her, but he fired several shots and missed every single one.

What did she say back then?

She said, "Angel, leave!"

Why does she call herself Angel?

Why did she deliberately avoid her?

Unfortunately, she fainted later, and we don't know what happened.

"I think I've met Vermouth before, she called me Angel..."

"Angel? She called you an angel?" Qingze frowned.

Would Vermouth casually call someone an angel?

No, it won't.

That woman, when she was feeling melancholic before, once said something like, "The angels have long since left her."

Suddenly calling Ran Mouri an angel seems completely out of place.

Chapter 64 I chose my own name.

Qingze made a note of this matter, preparing to test Vermouth when the opportunity arose.

"Besides Vermouth, you must have encountered something else!"

Vermouth alone wouldn't have taken this long.

Ran Mouri temporarily put aside her matter of Vermouth and gave him a careful look.

Qingze narrowed his eyes again.

"Is it related to me?"

Ran Mouri nodded. "I met someone who claimed to be your uncle..."

Upon hearing this, Qingze scoffed, showing utter disdain for this so-called "uncle."

Ran Mouri tilted her head slightly to look at him, puzzled.

Isn't Mr. Qingze's reaction a bit abnormal?

Shouldn't you be shocked to suddenly hear news about your family?

Disdain?

"Go on."

Ran Mouri suppressed her doubts for the time being and continued speaking.

"Because of what happened with Vermouth, I specifically went to a different mall, and not long after, I ran into that person. That person excitedly ran over and called you Aze..."

After hearing only a few sentences, Qingze said with certainty:

"fake."

"why?"

Ran Mouri was curious as to why he had come to a conclusion so quickly.

"I chose this name myself."