Model worker and his little darling

Heiji was already awake. Hearing the door open and seeing Gin, he immediately sat up.

"What? Is there something you need me to do now?"

"No."

Ping Qing breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that nothing happened. He leaned back and prepared to continue sleeping.

"duang~"

Pingqing rubbed the back of his head, staring at the wall. How did he end up bumping into it? Could it be that the masked man's curse from a couple of days ago has landed on him? Now even the wall is bullying him ┭┮﹏┭┮

Gin saw Hirai standing there holding his head, lost in thought, and wondered if he had hit his head and gone mad.

He reached out and touched the back of Pingqing's head. "Does it still hurt?"

Pingqing looked up at Gin with teary eyes, "It hurts, Gin-chan~, I've been cursed."

Gin's lips twitched. Oh no, he was really dumbfounded.

I had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed, hold the person in my arms, and gently massage the back of their head.

"Do you feel better?"

"Ah."

Gin pinched Hirai's cheek. "Alright, go to sleep. I'm leaving now."

……

The next morning, Heiji rushed home; he still had to go to the Metropolitan Police Department with Uncle Mori to receive his award.

As the time drew near, Pingqing arrived at the detective agency and found that the uncle was dressed in a suit and tie, wearing cologne and hair wax, looking completely refreshed, which showed how much he valued this matter.

The middle-aged man looked at Pingqing's casual clothes with disapproval. "Pingqing, why are you dressed so casually? You know we're going to the Metropolitan Police Department to receive an honor."

"Uncle, you look so handsome today. Besides, you deserve the most credit for solving the case. I'm just a supporting character to you, so you don't need to dress up so elaborately," Pingqing said with a look of admiration.

Upon hearing this, and coupled with Pingqing's admiration, the uncle burst into laughter.

Ping Qing breathed a sigh of relief; he really didn't like wearing suits. Besides, the older man had sacrificed his strong neck, enduring so many anesthetic needles—something he couldn't match.

Conan sat silently on the sofa watching the old man smugly, feeling extremely annoyed. He knew that in the past, the headlines of the newspapers were all about Shinichi Kudo.

It's all the fault of that black-clad organization. If it weren't for them, he would have solved many more cases and become Japan's most famous high school detective.

Pingqing nudged Xiaoran, showing her Conan's defiant expression.

Xiao Lan smiled slightly and winked at Ping Qing.

Pingqing looked at Conan, who was still sulking, and said, "Little detective, your disguise has been exposed."

When Uncle Mori and his men arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, Inspector Megure was waiting for them at the entrance and greeted them warmly.

"Brother Mori, Brother Taira, you've finally arrived. Let's go, Superintendent Matsumoto is waiting for you this time."

After following Inspector Megure into the conference room, they discovered that there were also reporters inside.

After Uncle Mori and Superintendent Matsumoto exchanged a few pleasantries, Inspector Megure immediately pushed Hirakiyo forward, introduced him to his superior, and praised him highly.

After hearing Inspector Megure's words, Superintendent Matsumoto greeted Kiyoshi Hira with a friendly expression.

Soon, Superintendent Matsumoto began to present certificates to Uncle and Hirakiyo. Hirakiyo accepted the certificates with a serious expression, shook hands with the leader, and took a photo with the leader while holding the certificates.

Ping Qing was in a great mood as he watched the reporters taking pictures of them. He was going to be in the newspaper too.

After the awards ceremony, reporters asked the two to share their feelings.

Uncle Mori struck a cool pose and gave a very official speech. He didn't emphasize how much he had contributed, but rather said that he had only helped with some small things and saved face for the Metropolitan Police Department.

Seeing the microphone thrust in front of him, Ping cleared his throat and smiled slightly.

"First of all, I am very grateful to the Metropolitan Police Department for awarding me this certificate. This is the highest honor I have ever received since I was a child, but I am unworthy of it. I only did some small things within my ability. Secondly, I want to thank Mr. Kogoro Mouri. Because of his guidance, I am who I am today."

"Social stability and harmony cannot be achieved without the protection of the police. As members of society, we must also safeguard society. While ensuring our own safety, we can also contribute our own strength. Finally, I hope our society becomes better and better, and our country becomes stronger and stronger. Thank you."

Hearing Pingqing's words, Conan looked astonished. He hadn't expected Pingqing to say something like that, which touched on society and the country.

Hirai glanced at Conan out of the corner of his eye and thought, "Heh heh, you're captivated by me, aren't you?"

I wonder how many detectives as reckless as Conan will emerge in Japan after hearing his words, jumping around at crime scenes.

Uncle Mori was quite surprised, never expecting that Taira Kiyoshi would attribute all of this to his guidance.

Inspector Megure looked at Hirakiyo with satisfaction. What a humble young man! He was straightforward when solving cases, unlike the arrogant Shinichi Kudo who had gone missing.

At this moment, Hiraiyoshi's status among Inspector Megure had surpassed that of Shinichi Kudo. Yes, he had completely forgotten about the day Hiraiyoshi had grabbed him and asked for his wages.

Superintendent Matsumoto was also pleased with Hirakiyo's words, saying that the young man had a high level of awareness and that it would be good if there were more young people like him in society.

The award ceremony concluded successfully, and Inspector Megure led the group to a restaurant he had booked in advance.

After a couple of drinks, the uncle started talking nonsense.

"Pingqing, what you said today is very good. There aren't many young people like you these days."

Inspector Megure nodded in agreement.

"I see that you and Ran get along quite well. Why don't you marry Ran and become my son-in-law? Ran, I think Hirai is much better than that detective kid Shinichi Kudo."

“Yeah, Ran, I think you and Ping Qing are a good match,” Inspector Megure chimed in, echoing Uncle Mori’s words.

These words shocked Pingqing and the other two.

Conan, in particular, looked at Hirai with murderous intent.

Pingqing quickly served food to Uncle Mori and Inspector Megure, saying, "Uncle, you're drunk, eat more food."

Xiao Lan looked at her father speechlessly. "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? Pingqing already has a girlfriend." She still remembered the marks on Pingqing's body last time.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Mori looked at Heikichi with regret, "Heikichi, you already have a girlfriend? How come I've never heard you mention it? When are you going to introduce her to us?"

Pingqing paused for a moment as he picked up some food. Where was he going to conjure up a girlfriend?

"Uncle, my girlfriend is in the United States, and she is still in college."

To avoid being accused of having illicit relationships, Pingqing thought for a moment and then admitted to having this fictitious girlfriend.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Hearing this, Conan finally felt relieved. Luckily, Ran didn't have feelings for Hirai, and luckily, Hirai had a girlfriend.

I'm so angry! It's all because of that black-clad organization. I must destroy them as soon as possible, get the information, let Haibara develop the antidote, restore Shinichi Kudo's identity, and confess to Ran.

Yes, after living with Xiaolan for so long, he finally understood his own feelings; he liked Xiaolan.

Pingqing looked at Conan, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, wondering what he was imagining now.

However, what the uncle said just now must have been quite a blow to him.

"Conan, what's wrong? Don't you like these dishes?" Hirai asked.

Instantly, everyone's eyes fell on Conan. Conan quickly took two bites and said, "It's delicious. I was just thinking about what Hirai-nii-san said earlier."

Inspector Megure nodded. "Yes, Conan, you need to study hard too, okay?"

"Okay, I understand. I will definitely study hard."

This meal was a great time for both host and guest.