Model worker and his little darling

Gin and Taira concealed themselves in the darkness, observing their surroundings.

Heiji glanced at the system map; Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure were heading in this direction.

Ping Qing twitched his lips. They had only been apart for a short time, and Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure had already gotten involved with this company president. But why would Uncle Mori come along to arrest people? Could it be that...?

Ping Qing frowned and circled the area, then whispered into his earpiece, "There are police."

Even in the darkness, Hirakiyo still saw Gin carrying a sniper rifle and finding a favorable position to wait.

Just after Pingqing crushed the three insects, President Yuanzhong finally appeared with two boxes.

Pingqing put his arm around the president's shoulder, pressed the gun against the president's waist, and led him inside, ignoring the police who were sneaking up behind them.

Upon reaching a large tree, Pingqing took the box from the president's hand, took out the president with a single bullet, rolled into the nearby bushes, circled behind a police officer, and fired another shot.

Pingqing moved swiftly through the woods like a monkey, taking down six police officers.

The stench of blood filled the air, and Ping Qing wore a cruel smile. Indeed, choosing the action team was the right decision.

Inspector Megure, who was waiting outside, heard the gunshot and was about to come in to provide backup when Gin shot the officer driving Megure, and the police car crashed directly into the roadside.

Pingqing had just finished posing the group when Gin's voice came through the headset: "Let's go—". Satisfied with his handiwork, he was certain it would make the headlines.

Pingqing met up with Gin, carrying his suitcase, and they drove off.

When Inspector Megure arrived, he witnessed a bizarre scene.

The club president sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands up on his knees. Several police officers knelt on the ground in front of him. There were three incense sticks stuck in front of him and a pile of paper money burned, just like worshipping a god.

"Inspector Megure, there should be two perpetrators this time. One is inside, shooting people, and the other is outside, keeping watch and sniping at us," Uncle Mori said angrily.

"Moreover, the murderer inside was very quick, otherwise there wouldn't have been time to make any moves or light incense. But why would a murderer carry incense with him when he goes out?"

Inspector Megure listened to Mori's words with a grim face. This operation had not only failed to catch the murderer, but also resulted in the deaths of so many police officers. He was to blame for this.

……

For the next few days, Heikichi basically followed Gin to do missions every day, occasionally had to endure Gin's beatings, and then went to Mori to build up his favor. He felt like he was extremely busy lately.

Heijiro has adapted to this life and is efficient in his actions. Most importantly, when Heijiro is on a mission, he doesn't chatter on and on like usual. He's practically a cool and handsome guy, which Gin is very satisfied with.

Seeing that Heikiri had passed his test, Gin waved his hand and said that Heikiri could now do the missions on his own.

After receiving permission, Pingqing sped home, intending to sleep for three days and three nights; he was fed up with this kind of life. Although he was in Japan, he was living like an American.

However, there is one person who harbors deep resentment: Vodka. Recently, his older brother has been focused on training Pingqing, leaving him to do missions alone.

He's no longer the eldest brother's favorite little brother, sob sob ┭┮﹏┭┮

Pingqing slept at home until the afternoon when she received a call from Xiaolan, who said that her uncle had discovered a newly opened restaurant that was having a discount and wanted to invite Pingqing to try it out.

Thinking about delicious food, Pingqing felt his stomach starting to rumble.

After tidying myself up, I went to the Mouri Detective Agency.

He saw Sonoko and Shinichi Kudo there too. He glanced at the group and thought, "Last time I went out like this, I encountered a case. Maybe this time it will be the same."

It seems the murderer in the last case committed suicide, supposedly to avenge his deceased girlfriend. The victim hit his girlfriend and fled the scene, leading to her death.

Unfortunately, the victim was eventually rescued.

Along the way, Sonoko kept talking to Hirai, showing no trace of her pampered upbringing. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shinichi talking nonstop—yes, the eternal Sherlock Holmes.

Sonoko followed Taira's gaze and saw Shinichi and Ran. She nudged Taira and asked, "Taira-nii, you don't mean you've fallen for Ran, do you?"

Ping Qing shook his head: "Have they always been like this? No matter what Shinichi Kudo says, Ran always listens?"

"Yeah, that arrogant detective only ever talks about Sherlock Holmes and his methods of solving cases, and Xiaolan listens to him with great interest."

Pingqing walked over and pulled Kudo Shinichi aside, saying mysteriously, "When you talk to a girl you like, don't just talk about what you like. You have to consider her feelings too."

Upon hearing this, Kudo blushed and stammered in rebuttal, "Who...who likes her...that violent maniac..."

Did I mention Xiaolan?

"Uh (⊙o⊙)..."

Hirai, exasperated, slapped Kudo on the head, yelling, "What a piece of trash!" He then turned and dragged Kudo to catch up with Ran and the others.

Kudo secretly glanced at Ran several times. Looking at Kudo's expression, Hirai sighed, "What a good-for-nothing."

"If you like her, just say it! A girl like Xiaolan has a lot of admirers. If someone else snatches her away, you'll be crying later."

Seeing Kudo's hesitant and coy demeanor, Pingqing looked away, finding it unbearable to watch.

Fortunately, the meal went smoothly today, and nothing else happened.

But with Death in the picture, how could things possibly go so smoothly?

On their way home, suddenly—

"boom--"

Shinichi Kudo immediately realized: "It's gunshots."

Uncle Mori followed Kudo into the house.

Tsk, illegal intrusion.

Pingqing followed them; he knew these two were always on the verge of getting into trouble.

A woman lay dead on a table, the blood on her head already congealed. Her right hand was tightly gripping a pistol, the barrel still smoking. A suicide note lay on the table.

Inspector Megure arrived quickly.

"Ah, it's Mori-kun and Kudo-kun. Oh, and Taira-kiyoshi is here too."

Pingqing nodded: "Inspector Megure, after we finished eating together, on our way home we heard a gunshot. When we came in, we found this woman dead."

Inspector Megure chased away Kudo and Uncle Mori, who were peeking around near the body.

“Inspector Megure, I think it was suicide,” Uncle Mori said, stroking his chin.

Shinichi Kudo frowned as he looked around the room, something seemed off.

Soon, Takagi came over to report: "Inspector Megure, the deceased, Sachiko Nishikawa, was 25 years old and lived here with her mother. Her mother works at a convenience store nearby, and someone has already gone to fetch her."

"Furthermore, we discovered that Ms. Sachiko's pistol was the same one that the robbers who robbed the jewelry store last time threw from upstairs into the alley. It must have been picked up by Ms. Sachiko who was passing by there."

Inspector Megure nodded.

Soon, the deceased's mother returned and wept bitterly upon seeing her dead daughter.

"Madam, we understand your feelings, but please provide your alibi now."

“I have been working at the nearby convenience store all day and have not come back. I would like to ask the store manager, Matsumoto, who I work with, to testify for me.”

"Brother Takagi, go and confirm it right away."