Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

She jumped off the computer chair and walked into the basement with an aloof air.

Suddenly, only Conan and Professor Agasa remained in the room.

Conan pursed his lips. Did she really need to tell him this?

It's as if she cares more about Xiaolan's safety than I do.

But is it really okay to keep lying indefinitely?

Is there a better way?

He could already sense that Xiaolan was becoming distant from him.

He looked at Professor Agasa, his face full of dejection and helplessness.

"Professor Agasa, do you think I should tell Ran?"

Professor Agasa scratched his head.

"I didn't know about this. Knowing Xiaolan's personality, if she knew, she would definitely risk her life for you."

"Yes... she would definitely risk her life for me." Conan's shoulders slumped completely.

He couldn't let Xiaolan take risks for him.

Kudo's house.

Subaru Okiya lit a cigarette, his usually squinted eyes opening wide, filled with deep thought.

Ran Mouri...

It was definitely Ran Mouri who knocked Shinichi Kudo unconscious.

She may already know something and have had some contact with the organization.

The person they contacted was likely Vermouth.

At that dock, Vermouth didn't even dare to fire a single shot at Ran Mouri.

Gin hasn't made a move against Kogoro Mouri yet, partly because he hasn't taken the bait, and partly because of Vermouth.

As for Aozawa, whom I've never heard of but who seems to have feelings for Ran Mouri...

Could it be Vermouth?

Just to be on the safe side, we need to investigate.

……

Inside the Mori Detective Agency.

Ran Mouri took the clothes she brought back out of the cardboard box one by one.

She considered throwing everything away, but ultimately decided to bring it back.

There are quite a few of Conan's gadgets in here; if they were gone, Conan would be very troubled.

Her behavior could be seen as a hint.

He was implying to Conan that he already knew Conan's identity.

He was implying to Conan that he was the one who knocked him out.

This implies that Conan will tell him everything on his own initiative.

A slight upturn of her lips revealed a self-deprecating smile.

That's fine, there's nothing wrong with everyone keeping things from each other.

But if something like this happens again, she'll have to consider kicking the great detective out.

Fold all the clothes on the table, and place the detective badge, belt, and other items next to them.

The watch and bow are missing; Qingze must have taken them.

Conan's bow should be able to change his voice. Did Aozawa take it because he no longer needs Ran Mouri's help?

With the voice changer, he can handle many things on his own even if his body is swapped.

There was an indescribable sense of loss in my heart.

Back in her room, she picked up her phone and tried to send a message to Qingze.

Failed to send.

Failed to send.

Failed to send.

No matter how many times I try, it always fails to send.

Calling him from a public phone is the same; it rings a few times and then gets hung up, he doesn't answer at all.

Ran Mouri put away her phone, looking dejected.

There was a noise outside the door, and Conan unlocked it with his key and came in.

Kogoro Mouri, exhausted from his journey, had already gone to his room to sleep, and the room was quiet.

Conan saw the person coming out of the room.

"Sister Xiaolan?"

"You're back. Have you eaten?" Ran Mouri's attitude was no different from before.

But it was this attitude of making no difference that made Conan feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Ate."

He walked to the table and his gaze fell on the things on it.

"I've put your things on the table. Please check if anything is missing."

"Ah."

Conan flipped through the pages.

The glasses, belt, phone, and shoes are all there, but the bow and watch are missing.

He looked up and asked, "Sister Xiaolan, have you seen my bow tie and my watch?"

"No, everything from the box is here."

Conan wanted to ask, but didn't know how.

What kind of box is it? Are there any markings on it? Is there any postal receipt?

But his reason was that he had someone send it to him, which was contradictory when questioned.

He couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had only brought one cell phone with him that day, and not the one that belonged to Shinichi Kudo, otherwise he would have had absolutely no room for explanation.

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Conan picked up his phone and unlocked it, finding over a dozen missed calls from Ran.

Judging from the time the call was made, it must have been during the period when he was unconscious.

His heart immediately calmed down, and the panic of his impending exposure subsided.

It's not Xiaolan.

If Xiaolan had knocked him unconscious, she wouldn't have made so many phone calls to him.

But why did she call him so many times?

Or did she see him being knocked unconscious and brought out?

Unfortunately, there were no surveillance cameras on that section of the road, and Haibara searched for an entire afternoon but found no clues.

She even hacked into the company's internal surveillance system, but apart from seeing him on the monitor, she didn't find anyone suspicious.

The person who knocked him unconscious and brought him out was very good at avoiding surveillance; it definitely wasn't Xiaolan!

"Sister Xiaolan, why did you call me so many times?"

Ran Mouri's smile remained unchanged.

Conan's phone was locked, so she couldn't unlock it and therefore couldn't delete the call records.

However, it doesn't matter if we keep it.

"I had something I wanted to tell you, it was a bit urgent."

"What's going on?"

Ran Mouri smiled and shook her head. Although nothing seemed different from before, Conan still felt a sense of estrangement.

"It's not important now. Conan, you should get some rest."

Conan stared blankly as Ran's door closed, a sense of panic washing over him.

Xiaolan is hiding something from him.

There's something very important I'm hiding from him!

……

High school students' lives seem to have suddenly returned to normal.

Ran Mouri never saw Aozawa again.

The message page remains stuck on "sent failed".

He never came back to Mihua's place, and it seems he never went back to that big villa either.

It's like a one-sided severing of contact; you can't find it, you can't locate it.

"Xiao Lan, aren't you doing housekeeping for Mr. Qingze lately?"

Sonoko was puzzled.

Recently, Xiaolan has been walking with her after school every day. Although she is happy, she is also puzzled.

I was so busy before, how come I suddenly have so much free time?

Ran Mouri shook her head. "Mr. Aozawa hasn't been around lately."

Sonoko Suzuki frowned as she looked at her. "Ran, you don't seem very happy."

"Have it?"

Sonoko nodded seriously.

"Yes, yes, you've been a bit down lately. Who are you thinking about? That arrogant detective Shinichi? Or that Mr. Aozawa?"

"I wasn't thinking about anyone."

Ran Mouri flashed a smile that was no different from any other day.

Sonoko Suzuki raised a finger in a mysterious manner and shook it.

"I do not believe."

How could she not see her friend's abnormality? This denial is only good for fooling others; how could she possibly fool the mystery queen, Sonoko Suzuki?

She snapped her fingers, trying to get attention.

"Xiao Lan, look at my hand."

Ran Mouri didn't understand, but she still looked over as instructed.

With a flick of her wrist, a vibrant rose appeared between her fingers.

The roses are vibrant and beautiful, maintaining their most stunning bloom.

She gently turned the rose, bowed slightly, gave a knightly salute, and handed it to her.

"This is for my princess, wishing her happiness every day—from her eternal knight, Sonoko Suzuki."

Looking at the rose and the pretentious garden, Xiaolan took the rose and burst out laughing.

Where did you learn that?

Sonoko Suzuki was slightly taken aback, then nudged her friend with her elbow.