Model worker and his little darling

Rum and Vermouth looked at Hirakiyo and began to understand Gin's words; the child seemed to have gone astray.

Vermouth glared at Gin, blaming him for not knowing how to look after children.

Rum stroked his chin. "You're doing a great job with your current identity, but be careful. Kodaira Kiyoshi is quite good at gathering intelligence. Would you be interested in working for the intelligence team? Don't worry, it won't interfere with your action team's mission."

In that instant, Pingqing was completely stunned. Everyone said he was ruthless, but Rum was a million times more ruthless than him. Bourbon should really be shown what a truly heartless leader looks like, so that Bourbon won't keep cursing him behind his back all day long.

“Uncle, I’ve been gathering intelligence outside all along. I’m the one who discovered the FBI, and I’m the one who compiled the data from those companies the other day. You can’t keep exploiting me.”

If it weren't for his bunch of assistants and vodka, he would have died suddenly.

That old fox Rum clearly wants him to focus solely on intelligence gathering; don't even think about it. The intelligence team is exhausted, spending every day collecting, analyzing, and organizing all sorts of messy information.

Seeing Pingqing's wary expression, Rum smiled but said nothing.

Seeing that Rum and Hirakichi remained silent, Gin handed the documents in his hand to Hirakichi.

Hirakiyoshi accepted it with a bewildered look: "Takada Masao, member of the House of Representatives..."

After glancing at it twice, Pingqing threw the documents on the table and sprawled on the sofa. Why did he have to work again?

Seeing Pingqing's unwilling expression, Vermouth chuckled.

"Little Qingqing, this mission is with me. There will be a banquet at the Beika Hotel tomorrow night, and many company executives and politicians will be attending. Takada Masao will be giving a speech, which is our opportunity. Gin will handle the rest, such as the organization and his transaction records."

Upon hearing this, Ping Qing's eyes flashed. A high-class banquet, then Conan would definitely be there too. So the deceased was most likely this councilor. Great, he could get something for free again.

"Wow, I love going on missions with my sister the most."

Seeing that Hirai had agreed, Vermouth's smile deepened.

"So you called me here for this? All it would have taken was a phone call or an email." Pingqing looked at the three of them with a puzzled expression.

"We just wanted to see Xiao Qingqing."

I rolled my eyes, speechless. Guess if I believe you?

Rum didn't speak, but just kept staring at Ping Qing, his sharp gaze seeming to see right through him.

Pingqing closed his eyes and sprawled on the sofa, thinking, "Look, look, it's not like I'll lose a piece of my flesh anyway."

Two minutes later, the gaze was still there, and Ping Qing sat up straight.

"Uncle, haven't you seen enough yet? How about I take off my clothes so you can take a closer look?" Pingqing said, and began to unbutton his clothes.

Rum choked and looked away. He was too old to say such things.

Vermouth, who had been happily watching the show, froze for a moment upon hearing these words.

Seeing Rum suffer a loss, Gin raised an eyebrow slightly. They really should see how Pingqing yelled for the old man when he was being beaten up in the training room.

Seeing their reactions, Pingqing smiled smugly. Sure enough, shamelessness is invincible.

"Ahem, how's your reading of the books I gave you back then?"

Ping Qing was taken aback. So, they came to check his learning progress. Could he say that all those books were getting moldy at home?

Rum knew the outcome just by looking at Pingqing's expression.

"Hehe, I've checked Margot and Su Dai, now it's just you left."

Hearing this, Pingqing knew he was doomed. "Uncle, I've been too busy since I came to Japan and forgot about this. Do you think we should just let it go this time?"

"Haha, what do you think?"

Rum questioned him for two whole hours, and of course, he failed miserably.

Heiji felt physically and mentally exhausted, much more tired than if he had been beaten up by Gin.

Seeing Ping Qingsheng's miserable state, Rum smiled with satisfaction. The kid was still too green to fight him.

And just as the boss said, this kid isn't ambitious. It seems he needs to arrange more things for him to learn.

Ping Qing was filled with resentment, all directed at Margot and Su Dai. They hadn't even told him about something as important as the exam. If only he had known they could cram at the last minute, he would have paid more attention.

The three of them grew up together in the United States. His and Margot's parents were both members of the organization, and the organization raised them in the same way, requiring them to learn everything.

Su Dai's parents passed away. Her father had a good relationship with Rum, so Rum adopted her. Being a girl, she was mainly raised in Rum's style. In addition, she was intelligent, and it is said that she has already learned about 60-70% of Rum's skills.

When Pingqing thought of Su Dai, an image of a sweet-looking girl came to mind. She was good at psychology, but she was also a pervert. She learned interrogation techniques and knife-wielding from Su Dai, which Margot didn't like.

Even the codename Su Dai was chosen by herself, saying that Su Dai wine best suited her. A devil, yet she chose the name of a sweet wine.

The three of them got into trouble together, and he and Margot were always the ones who got beaten up. In a way, the three of them were descendants of the organization.

Thinking of this, Pingqing suddenly thought of Shirley, the same kind of person, but in the end they went down different paths.

"Kiyoshi Kodaira, I hope your performance will satisfy me next time."

"Yes, I promise to go back and study hard, and improve every day. I'll strive to defeat Margot and Su Dai as soon as possible and become the best kid in your heart, Uncle."

Hearing Pingqing's weak assurance, Rum smiled and said, "Don't worry, Margot isn't having an easy time in America either; her training has intensified recently."

"That's good, that's good. I think Margot is exceptionally talented. Uncle, you can assign him more tasks; he'll definitely be very happy."

"Don't worry, I treat all three of you the same."

Ping Qing pursed his lips. They clearly all preferred delicate and sweet girls like Su Dai, yet they were so ruthless towards him and Margot.

After watching Rum and Vermouth leave, Hirai looked at Gin with a resentful expression, "Gin-chan~, why didn't you tell me?"

"I do not know either."

Heiji carefully examined Gin's expressionless face, but couldn't tell whether he knew or not.

"Anything else?"

"It's okay, let's go."

After following Gin to the garage, Heikichi saw Vodka wearing headphones, listening to music with a blissful expression. It was obviously a song by Yoko Okino.

"Qin-chan~, I'm tired and don't want to move. Let Vodka drive my car, and I'll ride in yours, okay?"

Considering that Heikichi had been dealt a blow today, Gin didn't hold it against him and nodded in agreement.

Vodka glanced at Pingqing curiously several times. Wasn't he supposed to be discussing things with some big shots inside? Why did he look like he'd been ravaged?

Upon arriving at the base, Pingqing went straight to the canteen; when he was unhappy, eating was a great way to relieve his stress.

Vodka stared blankly at Pingqing as he devoured his food. What was wrong with him today? Nobody was taking it from him, so why was he eating so fast?

A short while later, Pingqing, having eaten and drunk his fill, patted his stomach.

That's great! The cafeteria auntie's cooking skills have improved again. It was worth giving them several cookbooks back then.

After finishing the vodka, Pingqing clung to the vodka and was dragged back to the lounge by the vodka.

When I'm in a bad mood, besides eating, I also sleep.

After Gin finished his work, it was already late at night. He went into Heikiyo's lounge and saw that Heikiyo was still asleep, so he prepared to leave.