Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

Conan was so engrossed in listening that he didn't notice the figure that had silently appeared behind him.

Qingze looked at the brat openly eavesdropping at the door, his eyes filled with coldness.

Suddenly, Conan heard a gust of wind coming from behind him. He was startled and before he could turn around, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and his vision went dark.

Qingze picked up the little devil who was about to fall and make a sound, and quietly left the building.

He removed the kid's almost ever-present tie and watch, casually tossed the unconscious kid into the bushes, violently pulled open the back seat of the Porsche, and got in.

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P.S.: Qingze and Xiaolan have completely different personalities and ideas. If they don't have conflicts, things will be fine, but if they do, arguments are inevitable.

Ran Mouri's personality makes it impossible for her to sit idly by and do nothing about Conan; if she did nothing, she wouldn't be Ran Mouri.

This argument was inevitable; it was unavoidable in the progression of the relationship. Without the argument, the souls could not collide, and the true nature of each other's souls could not be seen, let alone achieve a soul resonance.

I'm sure there will be arguments when I post today's update, with people saying that Xiaolan acted on her own initiative or something.

(But I want to ask, what you really want is a Ran Mouri, or a female lead who lacks any soul or charisma, like a tool in the later stages of an anime?)

I can't possibly cater to all readers' tastes. The plot needs to move forward, the emotions need to develop, and if anyone feels uncomfortable or frustrated about it, there's nothing I can do.

That's all for now. The next chapter is out, so keep reading!

Let me add something.

Many people say that Ran shouldn't have risked Aozawa's life, but the truth is that Ran never even considered that possibility.

In her environment and understanding, both the public security bureau and the police were considered to be righteous and upright. Even the FBI, before discovering that they were using her father as bait, thought they were good. This kind of encirclement and suppression was beyond her current understanding.

That is her limitation.

However, Aozawa always thought about the worst possible outcome, which led to Ran Mouri's misunderstanding that she disregarded Aozawa's life.

In Qingze's view, neither the red nor the black side is trustworthy. He is a lone wolf, and his only ally right now is Ran Mouri.

But Ran Mouri is different; she's naturally on the side of justice, and she naturally trusts the righteous police.

I said this book is about Aozawa and Ran Mouri fighting against the red and black sides, so there must be a process. Ran Mouri recognizing the status quo and the cruelty of the intelligence agency is also a growth line. I originally planned to slowly unfold it later, but there are too many criticisms, so I'm adding this point.

Chapter 84 is nothing special.

After Gin finished his deal with Vodka, he walked to the Porsche. Vodka was about to open the car door when Gin stopped him with a gesture.

Gin's face was cold as he looked at the slightly ajar rear door and the dark figure sitting inside.

He opened the car door, and the door suddenly slammed down, almost separating from the car body.

Gin's temples bulged with veins, and he laughed in exasperation.

He held the car door with one hand and pulled out a Beretta with the other.

"Koniak, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

The person in the car was expressionless, but his aura was so cold it was almost icy. Even with a gun pointed at him, he merely raised his eyelids and ignored it completely, showing no intention of speaking.

Seeing his expression, Gin was no longer angry.

He holstered his gun, his tone mocking, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your girlfriend?"

He was taking a walk with someone just ten minutes ago, and now he's sitting alone in his car, looking gloomy. Tsk tsk.

People immersed in love are so easily swayed by their emotions.

Qingze coldly raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Oh, it really is."

Gin was inexplicably pleased.

He put away his gun, closed the violently damaged car door, and got into the passenger seat.

Vodka glanced at the gloomy Koniak, then nervously sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

Could it be that they were arguing because of him?

Otherwise, he really wouldn't have expected that things would be fine just a moment ago, and then suddenly they would start arguing.

The Porsche continued to drive as usual; the damaged door did not affect anything.

Vodka was about to ask Koniak where he was going when he suddenly spoke up.

Do you know Shinichi Kudo?

"Kudo Shinichi?"

Gin repeated the name, but had no recollection of it.

"Who?"

Vodka has recently been investigating Ran Mouri on his older brother's orders, and he does know Shinichi Kudo's identity.

This is Ran Mouri's childhood sweetheart.

So, the reason they were arguing was because of Shinichi Kudo?

“He’s a very famous high school detective. He’s also Ran Mouri’s childhood friend,” Vodka explained, clarifying things for his older brother.

“Big brother, do you remember when I was making a deal at Dorobiga Paradise and he saw me? Then you knocked him out and gave him aptx4869.”

Qingze raised his eyes.

Ah.

Kudo Shinichi.

Conan Edogawa.

aptx4869.

Rejuvenation.

The organization actually succeeded.

Gin remembered this incident, but he didn't care about Shinichi Kudo.

"I never remember the names of the dead."

Qingze took out a lighter and turned it around, then looked down and revealed a mocking smile.

Look, how safe someone is.

Gin didn't care about a dead man at all.

But the dead man was restless. He moved into his childhood sweetheart's house under the guise of a child, and constantly took risks as her father, jumping and running around as if afraid that others wouldn't notice him.

Ran Mouri, is this the Shinichi Kudo you love, the one you're determined to protect, and the one you'd risk your life for?

Nothing more.

Ran Mouri, you're nothing special.

He suddenly lost interest and felt that nothing was interesting.

"parking."

Vodka was taken aback, but obediently stopped the car.

Qingze got out of the car from the other intact door, disappearing around the corner with the same boredom as before.

"Brother, what's wrong with him?"

Gin laughed sarcastically, "A pathetic worm manipulated by emotions."

……

Ran Mouri woke up to the jolting of the taxi, her neck throbbing slightly.

She sat up and found herself in a taxi, with only the taxi driver and herself inside.

As her memories began to return, her heart leaped into her throat, and her anger surged even higher.

"Driver, please take me home quickly!"

"what?"

He's almost at the Mori Detective Agency.

"Go back quickly, my friend is in danger!"

Ran Mouri's expression was serious, and her words were tense and anxious.

The driver was bewildered, but he still turned the corner and returned the way he came.

"When you said your friend was in danger, did you mean the man who brought you up here?"

Ran Mouri remained silent, anger rising within her.

Aozawa is just like that annoying Shinichi, completely disregarding her wishes.

Ran Mouri, still angry, wouldn't talk to him, and the driver, unfazed, continued talking to himself.

“You guys were so skilled when you fought, he doesn’t seem like he’ll be in any danger.”

Ran Mouri's gaze immediately turned towards them, her eyes filled with wariness.

"you saw it?"

"Of course I saw it..."

He started watching when they started arguing, and even deliberately slowed down to watch the commotion. Otherwise, how could that man have hailed a taxi so easily?

It's one thing for the men and women to be good-looking, but they're also incredibly skilled; it's like they're making it impossible for ordinary people to survive.

"Please don't tell anyone about the fight I had with him."

"Who can I talk to..."

"Sir, please drive faster, I'm in a hurry."

The taxi quickly returned to its starting point, and Ran Mouri got out of the car, ready to pay.

"No need, your friend already paid."

One hundred thousand yen is enough for him to make many trips.

After saying that, the taxi disappeared around the corner.

The Porsche that had been parked on the road had already left, but Ran Mouri's heart remained heavy.

Where's Conan?

Is he safe?

She tried to find Conan while calling him.

The phone went unanswered.

She kept calling and calling until she suddenly heard her phone vibrate in a flower bed by the roadside.

Following the sound, they found Conan lying in the bushes.

It looked like they had been roughly thrown here; their faces and bodies were covered in scratches from tree branches.

The weight on my heart has finally been lifted.

She pulled Conan out of the bushes and examined him carefully.

After confirming that Conan had only fainted, his previous anger towards Aozawa vanished without a trace.

She pouted, "What's wrong with her? She said she wouldn't let me go, but she went anyway..."

Looking at Conan, who was completely unharmed, she became a little angry again.

That stinky Shinichi is infuriating!

Looking at Conan's clothes, she suddenly had some ideas.

A wicked smile, like Qingze's, appeared on her face.

Before he woke up, she stripped off all his clothes, including his glasses, shoes, and socks.