Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

She couldn't resist taking out her phone, wanting to send a message to Ran Mouri.

Seeing the message "Not in a relationship" in the chat box, she changed her mind.

Since Xiaolan is hiding it, asking again will only yield the same result.

Moreover, the more you think about it, the more it seems like the conversation was deliberately meant for vodka.

The kiss might also be an act, meant to reinforce the "boyfriend-girlfriend" relationship in Vodka's words.

As for blushing, that's probably a genuine reaction.

After all, it's true that Koniak covets Ran Mouri.

By pretending in this way, Xiaolan probably knows far more than she expected.

Vermouth's gaze suddenly sharpened. "Keep all those things you said to me today to yourself, and don't tell anyone!"

Vodka was speechless as he was subjected to another gag order.

Vermouth took a deep drag on her cigarette. "Continue with his story."

If you want to say it, then say it. Vodka would love to say it too.

"You have no idea, Koniak's persona changes completely when he's in love! Yesterday he was being all dramatic in front of Big Brother, saying I 'don't like her' and we'd already broken up, and today he's running over here to kill his love rival, saying he doesn't care about Ran Mouri. Who would believe that..."

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The surroundings gradually became more secluded, and the Beetle behind them had long since disappeared, but in its place was a red Ford Mustang that was chasing them from the side.

The Ford Mustang was going extremely fast. At first, it was only a tiny bit visible in the rearview mirror, but it quickly closed the distance and caught up with the car behind it.

"Fasten your seatbelts!"

Ran Mouri didn't know what was going on, but she obediently fastened her seatbelt.

The accelerator roared, the car accelerated suddenly, drifted around a corner, and swerved onto the road leading to the mountains.

Night fell over the mountains, and the surroundings were pitch black, with only faint moonlight shining on the road, creating patches of dappled light and shadow.

The black car was like a cheetah in the night, its roaring accelerator tearing through the silence of the night, forcefully turning this place into a battlefield.

Ran Mouri sat in the back seat, and with the car bumping along, she experienced the speed and passion she hadn't felt last time.

She gripped the handle tightly, her heart pounding violently from the car's high speed.

Even so, she still saw the red car chasing closely behind her.

It was like a fierce hunting dog, biting them tightly and refusing to let go.

The distance was too far for her to see clearly who was driving through the rearview mirror.

But she knew that he was Shinichi's helper.

Shinichi has more than one such helper.

He can even mobilize the police to his advantage.

Qingze, on the other hand, went alone, without any help.

A gun was sticking out of the car window, and the flying bullets hit the wheels, making a sharp whistling sound.

Qingze floored the accelerator, and the car, like a wild horse, swerved and took a side road into the depths of the mountains.

Gunfire continued, and bullets struck the rear of the car with a crisp sound.

Ran Mouri felt like water in a bottle, swaying with the car body. Even though she was wearing a seatbelt, her stomach was churning and she felt like vomiting.

Do you regret it?

A voice suddenly came from ahead.

Ran Mouri swallowed hard, swallowing the nausea in her throat. As she shook her head, strands of hair clung messily to her sweaty forehead. She repeated herself:

"I would regret it if I didn't come."

If Qingze has no help, then she will be his help.

Low laughter rose from the carriage, like grains of sand being crushed by the wind.

"Are you scared?"

Afraid, of course.

The speedometer needle had already exceeded 200 miles per hour, and the trees on both sides turned into blurry, dark green afterimages. Every pore on my body screamed for escape.

She raised her face and shook her head.

"Not afraid."

"If you want to be my comrade-in-arms, you'll have plenty of experiences like this in the future."

Chase, escape, and walk on the edge of life and death.

This is the daily life of a hitman.

Even if he does nothing now, those people will not let him go.

There will be a day when everything is settled, and he will only have two choices: to live freely or to die.

"I will try my best to get used to it!"

Ran Mouri's voice was a little hoarse, but surprisingly firm.

Qingze grinned, his smile silent and subtle.

Pull the handbrake, turn the steering wheel a full full turn, and block the road.

He released the Beretta safety, opened the car door, got out, reached out and unbuckled Ran Mouri's seatbelt, pulling her out of the car.

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against her temple. Ran Mouri was pulled by him to stand behind the car, shielding him from the oncoming headlights.

The car headlights were dazzling; she lowered her head, closed her eyes, and pretended to be unconscious.

Chapter 122 I am more valuable than her

The car braked suddenly and came to a stop at an angle, its tires leaving several dark tracks on the asphalt.

The headlights of both vehicles pierced the forest, and the road remained dim under the scattering of the lights.

Seeing Ran unconscious and being held hostage, Shinichi Kudo almost staggered as he got out of the car.

He held onto the car door, trying to control his expression and maintain a calm demeanor.

Separated by a car, the two men stared at each other, one with suppressed anger in his eyes, the other with a mocking expression.

"Shinichi Kudo, I'm very curious, how did you survive?"

Shinichi Kudo held the gun in his hand, remaining silent.

Qingze continued his provocations, never moving the gun from his temple.

"This girl must be very important to you, right? What do you think would happen if she died in front of you?"

"As expected of Gin, even the appearance of Shinichi Kudo, whom you killed with your own hands, couldn't seduce you."

Shinichi Kudo sighed, reached out and tore off the mask from his face, revealing an ordinary-looking face.

"Tsk, just as I thought."

Qingze scoffed lightly, his expression one of utter disdain.

He knew it would be the first option.

Hidden beneath her disheveled hair, Ran Mouri's eyelids twitched as she appeared to be unconscious.

Shinichi denied his identity as Shinichi Kudo, confirming that he was being impersonated, and his goal had been achieved.

What should Mr. Qingze do next?

Is a gunfight about to begin?

Tension, fear, apprehension, worry... a whole host of emotions surged forth, but were ultimately suppressed into silence.

All she needs to do now is pretend to be unconscious and act as a hostage.

"It really isn't Shinichi Kudo?"

Vodka stood on a large tree, using binoculars to observe the situation on the road.

He was actually a little disappointed when he saw that the person wasn't the real Shinichi Kudo.

I was hoping to see a scene where a love rival is killed, but since it's not a love rival, it's not very interesting.

Vermouth paid no attention to that; she stared intently at Ran Mouri, who was being held hostage by Aozawa, her gun poised to fire.

Damn Koniak!

He actually kidnapped her angel!

Is this meant to make Ran Mouri witness Shinichi Kudo's death?!

How could such a dark person be worthy of her angel!

Police cars were speeding down the mountain, their flashing lights shattering the silence of the forest.

Aozawa let out a cold laugh typical of Gin, "Oh, the police cars have come after us. You guys really went all out for this trap."

“How could I not be thorough enough to deal with you?” Shinichi Kudo shook his head, regretfully adding, “Unfortunately, no matter how much I planned, I didn’t expect you to be so despicable as to kidnap a high school student.”

Qingze revealed a chilling smile.

"This is not despicable, it's a wise move. See, it's lured you out."

“The police have arrived at the foot of the mountain and will surround this place soon. As a hostage, I am more valuable than her.”

Shinichi Kudo threw away the gun in his hand as a sign of sincerity.

Shuichi Akai got out of the car quietly.

He was positioned behind the headlights, in a blind spot, and had put on some simple camouflage, so he wasn't worried that Gin would see his face.

Gin only has one gun, and he only has one chance to save Ran Mouri.

"who are you?"

As Qingze asked questions, he listened to the sound of the police car and calculated in his mind how long it would take for the police car to arrive.

The muzzle of his gun was still pressed firmly against Ran Mouri's temple, his index finger on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

"Team Zero, codename [Tengu]."

Shinichi Kudo's face beneath the mask was as pale as paper, his heart pounding in his chest. He was terrified that Gin would pull the trigger on Ran, but he had to pretend that he didn't care about Ran and not let her see anything amiss.

Her heart was burning with anxiety, yet she had to maintain the composure and calmness of her identity.

"Zero Group? They're quite formidable. To know that I killed Shinichi Kudo, you must have people in the organization. You are indeed more valuable than her."

Shinichi Kudo remained silent.

As a secretive organization in Japan, the Zero Group's identity is the best excuse. As for whether Gin will suspect Mr. Amuro, he can't care about that anymore.

"Let her go, and I can go with you."

"Row."

Aozawa pretended to release Ran Mouri, then suddenly turned the gun around and locked onto Shinichi Kudo's heart.

Without hesitation, the trigger was pulled, and three cold lights tore through the darkness from different directions as the bullets streaked towards them like streaks of light.

Ran Mouri heard the sound of a bullet slicing through the air.

boom!

Aozawa's gun fired first, the bullet striking Shinichi Kudo in the chest.

Almost at the same time——

boom!

Shuichi Akai's bullet grazed Aozawa's forehead hair, bringing with it a sharp, stinging gust of wind.

Ran Mouri's legs suddenly gave way, and she was about to fall down when Aoze, who was holding her, tilted to one side.

Bang sound——