Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

It's as if I can see the tears of a boy and the soft heart of a girl.

A sense of irritation welled up inside me.

This Shinichi Kudo, at this moment, is trying to play the emotional card, does he really want to become Ran Mouri's white moonlight?

Will there be another scene where he's covered in blood and collapses in her arms?

Ugh, just thinking about this plot makes me want to vomit.

In Kiyomizu Temple.

After speaking these words that had been buried in his heart, Shinichi Kudo felt a sense of relief.

It's like finally letting go of a burden you've been carrying for so long.

He finally confronted the hurt he had caused Xiaolan honestly.

Ran Mouri sighed.

“I was very angry when I found out who you were, but I came to terms with it later.”

Ran Mouri lowered her hand that had been patting his back, gazed at the distant capital city of Beijing, and spoke with unusual calm.

“You must have your reasons for not wanting to tell me, and I respect your choice. But you used an anesthetic on my father, used his identity to investigate that organization, and almost killed him. I can’t help but be angry.”

"I'm sorry..." Shinichi Kudo apologized again.

“You brought fame and a commission to Dad, so we're even.”

“But from now on, you can no longer live in my house.”

Shinichi Kudo gave a bitter smile.

"Ah."

He held her still, almost greedily absorbing this last bit of warmth.

He closed his eyes, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and began to get down to business.

"What's coming next is very important, Xiaolan, so you need to listen carefully to what I have to say."

"The members of that organization all wear black and use alcohol as their codenames. Every member is an extremely skilled assassin. They have a vast network of influence spanning the globe. They trample on morality and disregard the law..."

"The two people who fed me the medicine were Gin and Vodka. Your teacher, Chris Vineyard, was also one of them, codenamed Vermouth."

"You absolutely must be careful of them; every single one of them is a vicious criminal!"

"If you encounter any problems, you can go to my house and ask Mr. Okiya for help. He's an FBI agent and can provide you with assistance..."

Ran Mouri understood immediately.

Mr. Okiya, you really are an FBI agent.

The bugging device in the house also came from him.

Shinichi Kudo finally let go of the embrace.

He looked at her intently, observing the expression on her face, and asked seriously:

"Did the Black Organization come to the office that day? Can you tell me how you avoided danger that day? This is very important to me."

A cold voice came through the headphones.

"Toru Amuro."

Regardless of whether Amuro Tooru's appearance is reasonable or not, and whether Bourbon himself knows about it or not, we can't let him, Aozawa, get involved.

As for Amuro Tooru himself being unaware of this, isn't there also Vermouth?

They'll speculate that it's Vermouth.

Ran Mouri blinked and quickly understood Qingze's intention.

Mr. Amuro was undoubtedly the most suitable person to be there that day.

“A man dressed in black did come to my house that day, but luckily Mr. Amuro came. He seemed to know the man. After they talked alone for a while, Mr. Amuro told me to change the door and not to make a fuss.”

Is it Mr. Amuro?

Shinichi Kudo frowned.

Why did Mr. Amuro never tell him about this?

Or is it that Amuro Tooru was actually Vermouth in disguise?

"Were you the one who knocked me unconscious that day?" he finally asked.

I felt uneasy and anxious, both hoping for an answer and not hoping for one.

There were no instructions in the earphones, and Ran Mouri gave a faint smile.

"it's me."

Shinichi Kudo was struck dumb.

"why?"

Shouldn't this be true?

How could Ran possibly avoid those cameras? And how did she know he was following Gin?

"Because one of those two men was the one who showed up at the office that day. I don't know what you're planning, but my gut feeling tells me that this is going to be dangerous."

"I knocked you out and gave you a little punishment."

Ran Mouri's smile carried a hint of smugness, a pure smile tinged with a touch of cunning.

"I've guessed your identity so many times, but you've kept fooling me, and I'm very angry."

"But...but those phone calls..."

This makes no sense.

"To clear my name," Ran Mouri said confidently.

Shinichi Kudo had nothing to say.

When faced with him, Xiaolan also began to use schemes.

Ran Mouri smiled with relief, "I originally wanted to force you to tell me the truth, but you still refused to tell me."

"Feel sorry……"

Chapter 117 She Will Help Me [Bonus Chapter for Basic Publicity]

The two fell silent.

He had said and asked almost everything he wanted to say, but Shinichi Kudo was still reluctant to leave.

"You and that Qingze..."

He finally asked about this matter that he cared about so much.

"What happened between Mr. Qingze and me?"

Shinichi Kudo really wanted to ask, "Have you fallen for him?"

But in the end, he didn't dare to ask.

Why did you two have a fight?

“Because of his family.” Ran Mouri said, then added, “I have something I’d like to ask you, Shinichi, and I don’t know if you’d be willing to help me.”

"You said."

"The story of Mr. Aozawa's disappearance back then is not simple. I would like to ask Shinichi to help me investigate it."

"it is good."

Shinichi Kudo never refuses Ran's requests.

Even if this matter involves a love rival.

However, it's estimated that he can't do it himself, so he can only ask Hattori for help.

"Could you explain it to me in detail?"

"Yes. Actually, Ms. Matsui Sachiko is Mr. Aozawa's aunt. The car accident case that Dad is investigating now is the car accident case that killed Mr. Aozawa's parents..."

Aozawa never expected that Ran Mouri would care so much about this matter.

She has even found her aunt.

How can I describe this feeling?

Very complicated.

It's true that he didn't want to talk to his so-called family, but it's impossible to say that he didn't care about how he ended up in the organization.

Ran Mouri is really...

When I dislike her, I find her utterly detestable.

When things are good, it's impossible to say anything bad about them.

He sighed, a helpless smile appearing on his lips.

What can we do?

We can only forgive her for acting on her own initiative.

After saying that, Ran Mouri did not stay on the lookout tower any longer.

She had another purpose in coming to Kiyomizu-dera Temple: to pay respects to the memorial tablets of Aozawa's parents.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, she turned and left.

Sonoko Suzuki caught up with her and took her hand.

"What were you guys talking about? Why do I see Shinichi crying?"

Shinichi said he was leaving.

"Go? Where?"

"They're probably going to America, and I doubt they'll ever come back."

"Huh? And you guys?"

"It's just goodbye."

Aren't you sad?

"It's alright, I've gotten used to him not being around..."

Ran Mouri suddenly smiled, as if she were speaking to Sonoko, or perhaps to the person on the other end of the earpiece.

"Besides, I don't like him anymore."

A certain emotion seemed to have been soothed.

My mood suddenly brightened and soared.

Qingze stretched and suddenly thought that the scenery in Kyoto was not bad.

As soon as Ran Mouri left, Shinichi Kudo was immediately surrounded by a large group of people.

"Kudo, how did it go? Did Mori agree to your request?"

Shinichi Kudo smiled and shook his head. "I've come to say goodbye. I'm leaving."

"Go? Where?"

Shinichi Kudo didn't say anything; he simply waved to his classmates and left Kiyomizu-dera Temple.

An inconspicuous car was already waiting at the entrance of Kiyomizu-dera Temple.

After getting into the car, Subaru Okiya adjusted his glasses and started the engine.

"Did you ask?"

"Yes. The person who went to the office that day was probably Vodka. Ran said that Mr. Amuro appeared and saved her that day, and told her not to make a fuss."

Gin is not an easy person to talk to; it's more likely that Vodka will be persuaded by Vermouth.