Model worker and his little darling

Heiji thought for a moment, but had no recollection of New Year's Day in Japan and didn't know what to do.

"Xiaoqi, what should we do for Chinese New Year?"

Visiting shrines, sending New Year's cards, giving lucky money, attending the Kohaku Uta Gassen (Red and White Song Battle)...

Not interesting.

Seeing that Heikiri was lost in thought, Gin pinched Heikiri's cheek and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about how to celebrate the New Year, Koto-chan~, how did you usually celebrate?"

Gin was taken aback. He used to live alone, sleeping in the base or safe house.

Judging from Gin's expression, Hirakiyo knew he was definitely alone.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

And so, Gin took Heikichi to a nearby mountain.

Here you can overlook the surrounding scenery, and there is a shrine halfway up the mountain, which is currently bustling with activity.

The two sat quietly on the ground, looking at the distant scenery and listening to the noise nearby.

As darkness fell, Gin took two bottles of liquor out of the car.

"Koto-chan~, you actually have alcohol in your car? Are you that addicted to alcohol?"

Seeing the shocked look on Hirai's face, Gin glared at him speechlessly. "I just took it because I wanted to drink."

So the two of them started drinking, one glass after another, exchanging a few words now and then, like two close friends of many years, with everything contained in the wine.

Suddenly, a scream came from the shrine. Hirakiyo shuddered. No way? Could such a small shrine attract the Grim Reaper?

He checked the system map and thankfully, Death was far away, so he was fine.

The drinking session lasted until midnight, and Pingqing ended up lying on the ground.

Looking at the dark night sky, this feeling is quite nice.

After a while, Pingqing got up and looked at Gin, who was in a daze. He felt that Gin seemed to have something on his mind today, as he had drunk most of the alcohol.

He reached out and nudged Gin. "It's late, we should go back."

Gin turned to look at Hirakiyo, then nodded.

"Huh? You're drunk?"

Pingqing frowned. Something was wrong. Gin had a high alcohol tolerance, so how could he get drunk so quickly?

"Gin, what are you thinking about?"

Seeing that Gin didn't say a word, Taira no Kiyoshi curled his lip, finding it boring.

They had no choice but to help him into the car. Seeing Gin sitting obediently in the back seat, Hirakiyo put away a bunch of bottles.

After standing for a while to sober up, Pingqing stepped on the gas and headed home.

Sigh, another day of drunk driving. Luckily, there are no traffic checks at this time, otherwise he and Gin would be in jail.

After throwing Gin onto the bed, Hirakiyo, disgusted by the smell of alcohol on him, left the room immediately.

After getting ready, Pingqing found that she was not sleepy at all, so she lay on the sofa and hugged her computer to watch a show.

The next morning, Hirai saw the three members of the Detective Team and Ai Haibara appear downstairs.

Ayumi's loud voice allowed him to catch the key words: National Stadium, football final, Tokyo team...

Pingqing's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Little Qianqian, here I come!"

Although he's not short of money, he still finds it incredibly appealing when it's free.

When the four arrived at the detective agency, they saw that Conan had already put on his hat and was ready to go out.

Ran was carefully instructing Conan, after all, he had been seriously injured not long ago, and a few days ago there was the case of Teraoka's mysterious disappearance, so she was still a little worried about the children going out.

Hearing this, Ayumi looked at Conan and said, "Conan, Hirai-nii lives near your house, right? Let's go with Hirai-nii so Ran-neechan won't worry."

After saying that, Ayumi pulled Conan toward Hirakiyo's house.

Pingqing saw a group of kids climbing up his stairs, grabbed his hat, and went outside.

He couldn't let Haibara into his house; if her breathalyzer detected Gin's presence, he'd be in big trouble.

"Good morning!"

When the group saw Pingqing appear before them, they all greeted him politely, "Good morning, Brother Pingqing."

Only Haibara stood sideways, her face indifferent.

Ping Qing squatted down in front of them with a smile. "Hello, what brings you here?"

Ayumi said sweetly, "Brother Pingqing, we would like to invite you to watch a football match with us."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing put on his hat. "I was just about to go out to watch the game, but I didn't expect you to come and call me. Let's go then."

After saying that, he took Ayumi's hand and went downstairs.

Because it was New Year's Day, the streets were filled with joy and people were coming and going.

The three little girls, Ayumi, Ayumi, and Ayumi, surrounded Heishi, chattering away, and Heishi listened patiently.

The three kids are quite cute when they're not causing trouble. Even when they are, it has nothing to do with him, and sometimes they can even help him. That's why he has always been very tolerant of these kids.

Conan and Ai Haibara followed behind.

During this time, Hirai went to the hospital to see Conan every day and also met with Ai Haibara several times. In addition, Ayumi and the others often told Ai Haibara how good Hirai was to them, which made Ai Haibara less afraid of Hirai.

Seeing Haibara staring intently at Hirai's back, Conan couldn't understand why she was so afraid of him. "Are you still doubting Hirai-nii?"

Haibara gently shook her head. She felt increasingly strange about this person. She was certain that he was connected to the organization, but she didn't feel any sense of oppression from the organization.

Hirai noticed that Ai Haibara's gaze was following him, but he believed that even if Ai Haibara confirmed that he was a member of the organization, she would not tell Conan, because they both knew what kind of person Conan was.

"Look, doesn't the lion in the dragon and lion dance look a lot like Inspector Megure?" Ayumi said, pointing to a lion dance performance on the street.

Instantly, everyone burst into laughter.

Soon, Heikichi and the others arrived at the National Stadium. Conan and the three little ones stood at the front, passionately cheering for the soccer team.

Pingqing glanced at Haibara sitting next to him. Today, she was wearing a trench coat and skirt, and sunglasses like Vodka's. In the noisy crowd, she calmly took out a magazine.

Noticing Ping Qing's gaze, he spoke coldly, "Is there something you need?"

"If you don't like football, why did you come here?"

"I'm just here to keep them company."

Looking at Haibara, Pingqing instantly transformed into a friendly older brother, "Why do you imitate Conan? You always look so old-fashioned, not like a child at all. Let me tell you, Conan's arrogant, superior attitude is the most annoying. Don't learn bad things from him. I still prefer a little angel like Ayumi."

Hearing Hirai's description of Conan, Haibara felt a rare sense of agreement.

Conan was speechless when he heard the voices behind him talking badly about him. "Brother Pingqing, I heard everything."

"So what if I heard it? I wasn't lying."

Conan was too lazy to argue with Heiji, and in the end, Heiji would definitely lose.

Seeing Haibara's strange attire, he simply took her sunglasses, put his hat on Haibara's head, and then dragged her to the front to watch the game.

Suddenly, Ai Haibara's hat flew onto the soccer field. At the same time, Conan saw a soccer ball suddenly deflate.

He immediately jumped down from the stands to check the suddenly deflated football, but told the staff that he was looking for his hat. Then, his eyes darted around and he noticed a suspicious little hole.

When the staff member came over with the hat, they saw Conan take out a knife and forcefully stab the small hole, each stab potentially fatal.

And indeed, a metallic sound came from the small hole. Conan looked closely and saw that it was a 7.62mm bullet.

That ball really did hit the target.