Model worker and his little darling

Upon hearing this, Gin's face darkened.

"Smoking, drinking, staying up late, murder, arson... Look at all these bad habits you have, no wonder you're starting to lose your hair."

He patted Gin's dark face and said, "Gin-chan, you need to calm down."

Gin grasped Hirakiyo's mischievous hand and looked at him leisurely. "Alright, I'll tell the boss that you'll take over my position from now on."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing immediately shook his head vigorously, "Qin-chan~, you're still young, you can work for many more years. I'm just a newbie, I can't do anything big. I'll immediately have someone help you develop a post-operative serum, a body-strengthening serum... and then I'll help you train Margot more so he can take over your position as soon as possible..."

Seeing that Hirai was spouting nonsense again, Gin silently closed his eyes. Annoying.

Seeing that Gin was ignoring him, Pingqing gritted his teeth and snorted, "Hmph, can't take a joke."

However, it's unusual that Gin actually slept in today.

Too lazy to care what Gin was thinking, Taira no Kiyoshi quietly got up; he still had things to do.

Knowing that Conan was injured and hospitalized, it wouldn't be right not to go and visit him. Besides, he had arranged to go to the hospital this morning with Uncle Mori yesterday.

When we arrived next door, we found that the uncle looked radiant.

Pingqing glanced at the uncle in surprise. He drank so much last night, yet he was so energetic today. This was unlike the uncle.

Xiao Lan, on the other hand, greeted everyone and then went to school with her bag.

Wow, Japanese high school students are so lucky, going to school at this hour. Especially considering that in over a thousand episodes of Detective Conan, they've hardly ever been to school.

Back then, while he was receiving training from the organization in the United States, he also went to school. He wished that every minute could last an hour.

When the two arrived at the hospital, they saw Conan lying miserably on the bed, and there was no one else in the room.

Pingqing gestured to the things in his hand, "Conan, are you feeling better? How did you get yourself into such a mess? Would you like some of the porridge that Ran made?"

"Okay, I love Sister Xiaolan's porridge the most."

Seeing Conan's longing expression, but with his hand injured, Hirashi frowned. Could this kid be trying to get him to feed him?

I glanced up at Uncle Mori; he had already begun to admire the scenery outside the window.

Having no other choice, Heiji started feeding Conan. "Conan, you should thank me properly. You're the first person I've ever personally fed."

Conan sipped the porridge Ran had cooked and nodded happily, "Thank you, Hirai-nii-nii."

A short while later, Mr. and Mrs. Kudo came in.

Taira nods to Yusaku Kudo, then looks at Yukiko beside him and says, "Yukiko-neechan, it's been a long time. You've become even more beautiful. Your figure and demeanor are much better than those idols these days."

Hearing Pingqing's words, Yukiko smiled and said, "Sister, you're not as good as I make you out to be."

Conan saw that Heikichi had made his mother laugh with just one sentence, and wondered if he should say more things that they liked to hear in the future.

Seeing that Conan was still in the mood to think about things, Pingqing knew that Conan was fine and would be able to leave the hospital in a couple of days, all lively and energetic.

Not long after Conan finished his porridge, he saw the doctor bring in people to do a check-up.

Looking at the innocent-looking nurse behind him, Ping Qing's lips twitched. Vermouth had also arrived.

Vermouth noticed that Hirai was looking at him and quietly winked.

Watching Vermouth bustling around, Ping Qing looked away. Hmph, he was unhappy.

After a series of examinations, the doctor told me to rest well and then left.

At this point, Yukiko says she has something to discuss with Kiyoshi, and Yusaku Kudo also wants to talk to Uncle Mori.

In an instant, Conan was left alone in the ward.

"Sister, what's up?"

"My sister wants to ask you for a favor. Could you disguise yourself as Shinichi and appear in front of Ran so that she won't worry about Shinichi?"

Upon hearing this, Pingqing's eyes widened. "Sister, whose terrible idea was this?"

Yukiko:......

"Sister, I can't do this. I don't know where Shinichi Kudo went, nor do I know why you're doing this. But I've seen Ran cry so many times. She's a gentle and kind girl, and I don't want to deceive her."

“Every time there’s a case, Shinichi Kudo rushes in headfirst, completely ignoring Ran. He’s been missing for so long, and Ran is so worried about him, but he hasn’t said or done anything about it.”

"Most importantly, Ran and Shinichi Kudo grew up together as childhood friends. They understand each other very well. Ran can spot a fake in an instant, which makes her even more worried."

After saying that, Pingqing looked at the stunned Yukiko, wondering how this family came up with such a thing.

Given Xiaolan's fighting skills, although he was confident he could dodge it, he didn't want to try. Most importantly, this kind of thing could easily happen again, and it would drive him crazy in the future.

Yukiko opened her mouth, wanting to reveal Conan's true identity, as Shinichi also had his reasons.

Seeing this, Pingqing smiled at Yukiko and said, "Sister, I can't help you with this. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, Hirakiyo left, leaving Yukiko with only his dashing back view.

Judging from Yukiko's expression, he knew she wanted to reveal that Conan was Shinichi Kudo, but he didn't want to hear it.

Once you find out, you have to help him conceal his identity, investigate the organization, cover for him when solving cases, and clean up all sorts of messes.

Pah, dream on.

He still prefers the current situation, standing on Ran's side and saying all sorts of bad things about her in front of Conan, without her being able to explain herself. Just thinking about it makes him happy.

Not far from the hospital entrance, a luxury sports car pulled up next to Pingqing.

"Little Qingqing, let me take you for a walk to clear your head."

Pingqing said nothing and continued walking forward.

Vermouth got out of the car and grabbed Pingqing's hand. "Little Qingqing, your heartlessness hurts me so much."

Upon hearing this, the gossipy eyes of passersby immediately turned towards them.

Hmm, it tastes like melon.

Noticing the strange looks from passersby, Pingqing got into the car expressionlessly.

Seeing that Pingqing was unhappy, her face clearly said, "Come and coax me!"

Vermouth stepped on the gas and drove straight to a high-end restaurant, placing the menu in front of Pingqing. "Order whatever you like, it's on me."

Pingqing didn't stand on ceremony, rattling off dish names one after another.

After the waiter left, leaving only the two of them in the private room, Vermouth looked at Pingqing expectantly and asked, "Little Qingqing, what did I do to upset you?"

Ping Qing tilted his head and looked at Vermouth, "Sister, why are you at the hospital? You seem to care a lot about Conan."

Vermouth paused for a moment, then said, “Little Qingqing, you’ve lived next to the Mouri Detective Agency for so long, and you’ve met both Shinichi Kudo and Conan. I don’t believe you didn’t realize that Conan is Shinichi Kudo.”

Thinking about this gave Vermouth a headache. Her godson really didn't understand what it meant to hide one's talents, and according to her observation, Angel should have figured it out as well.

"Yeah, so what if I figured it out?"

“Once, when I was on a mission, I was in danger and was saved by Shinichi and Ran. This time, he was injured, and I just wanted to go see him.”

Hearing this, Pingqing looked at Vermouth with a pitiful expression, "Sister, I'm injured too, and I'm badly injured. Why don't you go to the hospital to see me? Is Conan more important to you than me?"