The Detective Conan's Luck-Changer: Ran Begs for Mercy at the Start

Today, Conan tumbled down the stairs again, suffering a head injury and twisted ankle.

What about tomorrow?

Will Conan still be alive tomorrow?

Ran Mouri was so anxious that she burst into tears.

While treating Conan's wounds,

She cried and urged Conan to quickly apologize to Izuki Karuta.

But Conan was incredibly stubborn and wouldn't listen to anything he said.

He also quoted Shinichi's words, cursing Izuki Karuda as a charlatan and advising Ran Mouri not to be fooled.

Ran Mouri originally wanted to persuade Conan to admit his mistake.

Unexpectedly, Conan ignored all advice and even started cursing at Izuki Karuta again.

Now there's even more concern that Conan might anger the gods again, and his life could be in danger...

On the first floor of the Yizhu family house, in the living room,

"Watch Ms. Mori's expression..."

"It seems the negotiations with Shinichi Kudo broke down..."

"such a pity……"

Izuki Karata poured two cups of tea, pushing one towards Ran Mouri.

"Since you've come at this time, you must have brought money to settle your fees?"

Ran Mouri, sitting on the opposite sofa, had red eyes, clearly having cried, and looked utterly pitiful.

Izuki Shizuta chuckled inwardly: As expected of you, Shinichi Kudo, a staunch materialist detective!

However, Shinichi Kudo is really stubborn. Even though his childhood friend Ran Mouri cried and tried to persuade him, he still refused to come over and admit his mistake.

"The payment will be settled tomorrow..."

"I'm here because I have business to discuss..."

Ran Mouri bit her lip, stammering for a long time without saying what it was about; instead, her pretty face flushed slightly.

Worried that Izuki Karuta might be getting impatient, Ran Mouri even secretly glanced at her.

I discovered that Izuki Karuta was leisurely enjoying tea.

He had just taken a shower, and his hair was still wet.

Although her hairstyle was slightly messy, it made her look more casual and natural.

With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a face as handsome as jade, he was truly dashing.

The large bathrobe she was wearing

His well-defined pectoral muscles and clearly sculpted abdominal muscles were partially exposed.

And even before it has awakened, its extraordinary magnificence is already evident...

Ran Mouri blushed even more at the thought of what she was going to say later.

What if... Mr. Yizhu doesn't accept it?

Such a rare individual, and also a divine messenger,

Moreover, as Mr. Yizhu just said, he doesn't want to suffer 'emotional harm'...

"It's 10:30,"

Izuki Karuta checked the time.

He said slowly, "If Shinichi Kudo refuses to apologize, I won't force him."

"If he can withstand the trials of the gods, it will also be good for him..."

"So, Ms. Ran Mouri, please go back."

Waiting any longer is not a solution.

Izuki Karuta decided to use a tactic of feigned retreat to advance!

"No! Shinichi's crime doesn't warrant death!"

Ran Mouri couldn't help but speak up: "Mr. Itsuki! Please help Shinichi avert disaster as soon as possible!"

Conan just suffered a head injury and twisted his ankle, which significantly limited his mobility.

In this situation, if any further 'hardships and dangers' were to occur, there would be no escaping them.

"But Shinichi Kudo wasn't there..."

Izuki Karuta looked helpless and reiterated, "The disaster relief ceremony must be performed in person."

"Isn't there a second method?!"

Ran Mouri blushed and said, "As long as it can save Shinichi, I... I'm willing to cooperate..."

"As long as...as long as Mr. Izuki agrees..."

Ran Mouri simply couldn't bring herself to stand by and watch Shinichi Kudo die.

Especially now that they know they can help Shinichi Kudo.

Izuki Karuta frowned slightly: "Miss Mori, why are you doing this to yourself..."

"Shinichi Kudo, is he that important to you?"

Izuki Shigeta felt a little jealous.

"Shinichi has always taken good care of me since we were little..."

"Like...family..."

Ran Mouri knelt down immediately, raised her head firmly, and said, "Mr. Izuki, I will do my best to cooperate. Please help me!"

“But…” Izuki Karita hesitated, “But I’ve never had a girlfriend before…”

"Another method, I haven't actually tried it, I lack experience..."

That's not a lie.

Despite his outstanding looks, he had no shortage of beautiful women pursuing him.

But in all these years, Izuki Karuta has never had any experience in getting to know a woman further.

The main problem is that one's true nature cannot be maintained at that moment.

The accumulated malevolent energy on a person's body is particularly easy for the Heavenly Dao to detect.

Izuki Qingtian had already lived in constant fear of the Heavenly Dao while hiding from it.

I have no interest in romance or love.

Now we have Ke Xueshu's face.

Although the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao are no longer in effect,

Moreover, among the customers who come to the door,

I've also encountered beautiful women who were willing to pay in other ways.

However, for the past month, Izuki Qingtian has been focusing on tempering her body.

It was only a few days ago that I stabilized my fragile body and raised my strength to the level of an ordinary person.

Taking all factors into account,

This has led to Izuki Karata feeling both happy and nervous when facing Ran.

"I...I've never had a boyfriend either..."

Xiaolan's face turned even redder.

"But we can learn from each other and improve together..."

Ran Mouri didn't even know what she was saying.

But when he learned that Izuki Shigeta had never had a girlfriend, he felt a strange...squeal delight?

Ran Mouri didn't understand what was wrong with her either.

"Since Ms. Ran Mouri is willing to teach me..."

"Then I will not refuse any longer."

Izuki Shizuta tried hard to suppress her emotions.

"Just call me Xiaolan..."

Ran Mouri spoke nervously, while also taking the opportunity to ask, "Are there any other discounts?"

"That's all, we still need to make offerings to the gods..."

Izuki Karuta hadn't completely lost her mind, and said, "Miss Mori, let's... go upstairs..."

Ran Mouri nodded. "I already told you, just call me Ran..."