Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

If a mudslide destroys the power poles and floods the road, they may be trapped here.

Qingze glanced at them. "You just realized that?"

When you arrive at a location, isn't it the most basic thing to check the surrounding situation first?

Did he teach for nothing?

Facing Aozawa-sensei's piercing gaze, Ran Mouri sat up straight and told the truth:

"We discovered it when we arrived."

Qingze glanced at her and reluctantly believed her.

If even this basic level can be ignored, then this student is no longer needed.

"Hey kid, what kind of attitude is that?!" Kogoro Mouri complained.

Qingze looked bewildered. "I was just asking. Am I being mean?"

Ran Mouri nodded honestly.

When Teacher Qingze lowered his brows, it wasn't that he was fierce, but rather that he exuded an imposing aura, like a formidable homeroom teacher conducting a spot check.

Seeing that Ran Mouri actually nodded, Qingze rolled his eyes inwardly.

Instead of cooperating with him at a time like this, he actually sabotaged him!

He softened his tone, "I'm sorry, that's just my usual tone of voice. I didn't mean to be mean to Miss Ran. Please forgive me, Mr. Mori..."

"is it?"

Kogoro Mouri didn't believe it.

The tone of voice I heard the previous times was not like this.

Qingze looked a little embarrassed and started to play the victim.

"Actually, I don't have many friends. Most of the people who get close to me have ulterior motives. I don't really want to deal with them, so I usually spend most of my time alone... which is why I seem a bit cold."

Under Kogoro Mouri's "keep making this up" gaze, he became increasingly nervous and helpless, his voice growing softer and softer.

“Miss Lan is my only friend. I don’t have much experience in getting along with friends, so if you think my attitude is bad, I will try my best to correct it…”

Mouri Kogoro: (?_?)

He didn't believe a word of Qingze's attempts to gain sympathy.

You took such good care of Xiaolan last time, but you say you have no friends and don't know how to get along with them? Who would believe that?

Conan poked at the rice in his bowl with his chopsticks, staring at Aozawa.

This Qingze, every time we meet he brings a surprise.

Last time, he shamelessly said something like "What if I have no morals?" Now he's playing the victim in front of Xiaolan, saying he has no friends, trying to gain Xiaolan's sympathy.

Taking full advantage of Xiaolan's kindness, they are truly cunning and ruthless.

He might have used this tactic on others before. If Xiaolan gets fooled, she'll be completely under his control.

I was watching Xiaolan, and she was actually listening very attentively!

If we don't expose him, what will happen?

Before he could even speak, his good friend Heiji Hattori had already launched an attack, directly questioning him.

"You've never had a single friend since you were a child?"

Qingze did not directly respond to his question, but sighed and said:

"People say I'm cold and unapproachable. Apart from those with ulterior motives, almost no one takes the initiative to befriend me. So I'm rather withdrawn and actually quite indifferent to others..."

The three men stared blankly, their emotions perfectly synchronized.

Hard to approach? What are you doing now?

Cold? I really can't see where the coldness is.

How can reclusive people eat and talk so much with each other here?

Do you even believe what you're saying?

Then look at Xiaolan, she's actually listening to this lie seriously!

Faced with the scrutinizing gazes of the three people, Qingze felt a little awkward. He looked at Ran Mouri, lowered his head slightly, and showed a hint of shyness.

"Because Miss Lan is someone I care about, the people she cares about are also people I care about. I'm not very good at winning people over, so I might have gone a bit overboard. Please forgive me..."

Even though she knew Aozawa was acting, Ran Mouri couldn't help but blush.

That's a very direct way of saying who you care about.

Conan, Hattori, and Kogoro Mouri: "..."

Lan, why are you blushing? Wake up!

And Qingze, how could you be so direct about trying to gain favor with someone?!

Conan's glasses reflect light as he unleashes his ultimate attack.

“You weren’t like this at the charity sale that day. You took my hand and said you would take me to find my family. This doesn’t match your cold attitude towards others.”

He hadn't had much contact with Qingze, but there had been a few times. Apart from their somewhat confrontational conversation at the motorcycle test center, Qingze was never cold to them.

Being able to converse freely with strangers and speak eloquently when "interrogated" by an older man, this is nothing like the behavior of a reclusive person.

Qingze smiled and said, "I saw you near Miss Lan and wanted to try and win your favor, and also to see if Miss Lan was here."

Conan: "..."

It sounded like the sound effect of a powerful move being wasted.

An honest, direct attack that guarantees armor penetration.

Is that really the case?!

Conan gritted his teeth. This Aozawa actually had his eye on Ran so early on!

She's quite cunning!

"Is the charity sale you're talking about the one at the Meiji Hall?" Ran Mouri asked.

She only knew that Conan was there at the time, but she didn't expect that Aozawa was also there.

It turns out that their first encounter was at that time.

"Yeah, I went to buy some things. There's a cute bamboo kitten I'll give it to you another day..."

"Kid, let me tell you! Winning over my daughter isn't that easy! You'll have to get past me first!"

Kogoro Mouri adopted the demeanor of an old father.

Don't even think about dating his daughter without his permission!

Qingze was slightly taken aback.

His current persona suggests that he's only interested in Ran Mouri, but hasn't reached the point of pursuing her yet.

What did Ran Mouri fast-forward for him again without his permission?

He glanced at Ran Mouri, tried to blush, and stammered.

"No... I didn't mean to pursue Miss Lan... We're just friends..."

Fast forward if you want, they're all just characters anyway.

Aside from blushing being a bit difficult, the rest wasn't too hard to act.

Ran Mouri's face was much redder than Aoze's feigned blush; she clung to her father, wishing she could bury her face in the ground.

"Dad, don't say things like that!"

so awkward!

What she was pursuing was just a few words and threats to Conan using Qingze's body, why did she have to put it out in public?

She and Mr. Qingze have a purely platonic relationship!

I really want to escape...

Kogoro Mouri glared at his daughter, then looked at Aozawa and said irritably:

"My daughter is still in high school, and I won't let her date before she goes to college!"

"Mhm." Qingze nodded seriously.

Seeing Ran's face flushed red, Conan felt an indescribable pang of sorrow.

Xiaolan used to blush like that because of him, but now, the person she blushes at is someone else.

He ate with his head down; the food tasted delicious, but he felt like he was chewing wax.

Before going to university...

Before that, can he eliminate that organization?

Qingze glanced at the little devil who had buried his head in his bowl, then continued eating with just the right amount of shyness.

These people's reactions were quite amusing.

After finishing his meal perfunctorily, Qingze walked out of the hotel, went to his car, opened the door, and got in.

Ran Mouri quietly followed and peered through the car window at the people inside.

Qingze rolled down the car window and looked at her suspiciously, "Is something wrong?"

"Mr. Qingze, you're injured, aren't you!"

Chapter 136 Dad, I have something important to tell you.

Ran Mouri stared intently at his barely moving left hand.

Although Qingze has a habit of putting his hands in his pockets, he only does it when he's bored while standing, not when he keeps his hands in his pockets all the time like this.

Although she took her hands out of the cup to cover them up while eating, she knew Qingze quite well and could tell at a glance that it was different from how he usually ate.

Qingze glanced at his left arm. "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"I don't believe you, show me!" She opened the car door and got in.

Qingze turned to the side, avoiding her outstretched hand.

"Men and women should not touch each other, don't you understand?"

Seeing that Qingze wouldn't let her see, Ran Mouri bit her lip and stared at him, tears welling up in her eyes.

Qingze clicked his tongue in annoyance, "You again?"

Ran Mouri didn't answer, she just watched him cry.

Round teardrops, like pearls, rolled down her face one by one, a sight that was unsettling to behold.

"Okay, okay, I'll show you."

Qingze stretched out his hand speechlessly, "You've really mastered the art of crying; you can cry on cue."

Ran Mouri carefully rolled up his sleeve and saw layers upon layers of bandages.

With so many bandages, this can't be a minor injury.

Her face was so pale; she must have lost a lot of blood.

"Is it because of my injury?" Tears welled up uncontrollably.

Qingze didn't tell her because he didn't want her to feel burdened; kind-hearted people tend to take all sorts of blame upon themselves.

He rolled up his sleeves and gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"It has nothing to do with you; it's because of your wonderful teacher."

"Did the teacher do it?" Ran Mouri was stunned.

"Yeah, that woman has some issues. But she didn't get away with it either."

Qingze took out a pack of tissues and handed it to her.