Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

As for whether Ran Mouri will have any objections, well, she'll have to keep them to herself.

Putting her phone back in her pocket, Ran Mouri looked at the empty dining table, then shifted her gaze to Kogoro Mouri, who was lying on the sofa like an old man.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"not yet."

It was getting dark, and the two old men showed no intention of preparing dinner, having completely grown accustomed to Ran Mouri's care.

Can Qingze indulge them?

Of course not!

If he didn't need to maintain his public image, he would have turned hostile immediately.

Looking at the darkening sky outside and the messy house, Qingze's slightly forlorn expression disappeared. He looked at Kogoro Mouri seriously, his tone filled with confusion.

"Could it be that Dad and Conan are waiting for me, a sick patient, to come home and cook for them?"

Sensing that his daughter was in a bad mood and was about to get angry, Kogoro Mouri immediately sat up straight, and Conan, being very perceptive, spoke up.

"No, I've already asked Mr. Amuro to bring up dinner."

Of course, I haven't called out yet, but it's not too late to call out now.

"Besides dinner, what else?"

Qingze stood with her hands on her hips, bowing slightly as she looked at Conan with a smile that concealed a dangerous undertone, as if she would make him regret his actions if she didn't answer well.

"What...what else?"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Conan's forehead as he quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to figure out what had angered Ran.

Soon, he noticed Kogoro Mouri's carelessly tossed socks, the shoes scattered in the entryway, the coffee table piled with rubbish, the sofa carelessly covered with clothes and newspapers, the soccer ball he had thrown in the living room, and the cigarette ash that hadn't been cleaned up on the floor...

"Now, clean the house right now!"

"Yes!"

Qingze's voice wasn't loud, but it made the two of them stand up straight as if at attention, and they said "Yes" in unison.

Kogoro Mouri and Conan each took a broom and a mop, while Aozawa directed them as they worked.

The two were busy, glancing at each other with resentment in their eyes.

'This guy must have offended Xiaolan!'

Chapter 11 Taking on Household Chores

Half an hour later, the living room was completely transformed, and Amuro Tooru happened to knock on the door.

Kogoro Mouri wiped the sweat from his forehead and rubbed his aching lower back.

Doing housework really exhausted him.

"Mr. Mori?"

"Amuro, you're here. Put the food on the dining table."

Amuro glanced at the scene and immediately knew what had just happened. As he put the items down from the tray, he chuckled and teased:

"It's rare to see a teacher doing housework today."

Kogoro Mouri waved his hand, maintaining his image as a teacher, "Ran is sick, and as her father, I have to help her out."

Conan, who was standing next to him, nodded in agreement.

That's right, that's right.

Qingze just chuckled at these words.

What does it mean to share her burden?

It's as if doing housework is Ran Mouri's job.

The girl's smile faded slightly, replaced by a hint of melancholy and disappointment.

Amuro Tooru noticed these emotional changes and smiled, saying:

"I think we shouldn't use the word 'share' when it comes to housework."

He didn't say much, just pointed out this to the two clueless people, and then smiled and took his leave.

The two detectives, one big and one small, looked at Xiaolan, who was in low spirits, with blank stares.

Qingze didn't even look at them. She watched Amuro Tooru's departing figure and, as if struck by a sudden thought, uttered a sigh.

"Living with someone like Mr. Amuro must be very easy."

Amuro Tooru, who had just stepped out the door, paused for a moment upon hearing this, then casually closed the door and left.

Upon hearing Xiaolan's words, the two detectives, one big and one small, immediately became alert.

Conan grabbed her hem, a great sense of crisis rising in his heart.

"Sister Xiaolan, what are you saying?"

Kogoro Mouri stared nervously at his daughter, afraid that his little cabbage would be taken advantage of.

"Ran, you wouldn't have fallen for that Amuro kid, would you?!"

Just because he looks down on Shinichi Kudo doesn't mean he can look down on Tooru Amuro!

The old father didn't want anyone to dig up his family's bok choy!

Qingze neither denied nor confirmed, but simply gave a faint smile of reminiscence before sitting down at the table to begin his meal.

The first step in training someone is to manipulate their mindset.

Kogoro Mouri cares about his daughter, so let's create the impression that his precious daughter is about to be taken away.

And Mr. Amuro, whom Ran Mouri describes as gentle and considerate, is undoubtedly a very good candidate.

Anyway, Bourbon's current persona is that of a warm-hearted guy, and isn't it normal for a warm-hearted guy to take care of a young girl?

Moreover, the slight attachment that arises from being understood is something Bourbon has no reason to refuse, even if he wanted to.

After all, it was just a vague statement; the more you take it seriously, the more it indicates a problem.

So what if Kogoro Mouri is a famous detective? He is now the real Ran Mouri. Isn't it normal for girls to have their own worries and their emotions to change a little?

People who love their daughter wouldn't think about being possessed or replaced by someone else; they would only wonder what happened to Ran Mouri and why she's been in such a bad mood lately.

He'll reveal a little more about Shinichi Kudo later, then pin the blame on Shinichi Kudo.

Anyway, it's a fact that Shinichi Kudo got a fever from being caught in the rain.

After another breakup, isn't it perfectly reasonable for one's personality to change?

As for the kid Conan Edogawa.

Ran Mouri said he was very perceptive, but he's still a child, how could he possibly want to meddle in adults' love lives?

Seeing that Ran Mouri seemed to be recalling her memories with Tooru Amuro, Conan was getting extremely anxious.

What exactly happened between Ran and Tooru Amuro without his knowledge?!

He sat on the stool and asked innocently, "Sister Xiaolan, where have you been today?"

"I went to the park to relax and met a gentleman who gave me a lot of advice..."

"Sir? What sir?" Conan's sense of crisis was off the charts.

“I saw a gentleman fishing, but no fish were biting, so I curiously struck up a conversation with him.”

Qingze laughed as he recounted the fabricated experience he had made up.

He and Ran Mouri were bound to get to know each other eventually, and that required a reason.

It's perfectly reasonable for a chance conversation to lead to a connection.

"That gentleman is really special."

"What's so special about it?" asked the elderly father, Kogoro Mori, with dissatisfaction.

"It's hard to explain, it's just a feeling."

"So what did you talk about? Is something on Xiaolan's mind? Tell us about it."

"Actually, it's nothing much, just some little things that you might find sentimental."

Qingze imitated the emotions of Ran Mouri when she confided in her, conveying her words in a different way.

She looked at Kogoro Mouri and asked gently, "Does Daddy find housework tiring?"

Kogoro Mouri finally noticed his daughter's emotions and gave a soft "hmm".

“Dad only does housework once in a while and he feels so tired, but I do housework every day. I need to prepare breakfast for you in the morning and lunchboxes for lunch.”

"After school in the afternoon, I will continue to buy groceries, cook dinner, do housework, and take care of you."

"Only after I finish these things can I free up some time to do my homework and my own things."

"Every day is busy, and life seems to be filled with meaningless trifles..."

Don't Kogoro Mouri and Conan know these things?

No, of course they know.

They are the beneficiaries, and beneficiaries never reflect on their actions.

Ran Mouri would occasionally show signs of fatigue and sometimes angrily urge them to do chores together, but perhaps it was a habit or perhaps it was her own perception, she never clearly expressed her feelings about these chores in front of them.

Kogoro Mouri and Conan pretended not to know.

After all, Ran Mouri once said that she quite enjoys doing housework, doesn't she?

But what she enjoys is the sense of accomplishment she gets from tidying up her messy home.

It's not about tidying up, tidying up, or tidying up endlessly.

Aozawa had no desire to experience Ran Mouri's household chores.

He directly brought this matter to the forefront.

After that, he would have ample reason to train and educate them to develop good hygiene habits.

Looking at his daughter, Kogoro Mouri seemed to see Eri Kisaki in the past.

Two similar faces overlapped, and he looked dazed.

A large part of the reason they separated in the first place was because of these trivial household chores.

Kiyosawa noticed Kogoro Mouri's distraction, but he didn't investigate. Instead, he smiled and revealed his ultimate goal.

"I think that gentleman is right. If you have emotions, you should express them. Home belongs to all of us, not just one person's responsibility."

"So, from now on, let's do the housework together, just like today!"

Conan gave a soft "hmm," only then realizing that his and his uncle's unconscious actions had caused Ran so much trouble.

Kogoro Mouri didn't speak. He lit a cigarette, and a rare feeling of guilt rose in his heart.

The image of young Lan reappeared before his eyes. The little girl, who was not even waist-high, was already learning to cook by standing on a stool at such a young age.

He was a terrible father.

Seeing that Kogoro Mouri remained silent, Aozawa's eyes darkened slightly.

What's wrong? He's already said that, and he still doesn't want to do housework?

Chapter 12 Shinichi Kudo's Phone Call

"dad?"

Kogoro Mouri seemed to be snapped out of his reverie, and he sighed, "It must have been hard taking care of my unreliable father."

Conan, standing to the side, thought to himself, "Heh heh."

You know you're unreliable.