Model worker and his little darling

It had been several days since they last met, and Uncle Mori and Hirai seemed to be having a good time talking.

Conan sat to the side eating the cookies Ran had bought, his cheeks bulging out like a hamster.

After watching the horse race, the uncle made a small profit and immediately decided to go out for dinner and have a good drink.

After finishing his meal, Pingqing breathed a sigh of relief. He was lucky today; no cases had occurred.

"Hey, it's snowing."

Ran stood in the swirling snow, looking like an elf, leaving Conan completely mesmerized.

"It really is true, the snow is so heavy, let's hurry home." Uncle Mori tightened his coat, looked at Conan who was still in a daze, and punched him.

"Kid, hurry up and go, or I won't be responsible if you get lost."

Conan, holding his head, followed Ran, when suddenly—

"Ah-"

Watching Ran gently wipe Conan's snot, Hirai chuckled.

"Conan has caught a cold? He should be isolated quickly. Ran, stand back a bit, lest Conan infect you. I think we should take him to the hospital; he'll recover faster that way."

Conan: ...

He might just have a cold, not a contagious disease, okay?

"Hirakiyo-nii, it's not as serious as you make it out to be." After saying that, Ran took Conan's hand and walked ahead.

"Conan, look at you, it's so cold, and you still went out with your legs bare. If you don't catch a cold, who will? Go home and wear more clothes. Drink more hot water, that will help you recover faster. Then lie down and rest quietly, don't run around, so Ran and Uncle won't worry about you."

Pingqing followed behind and spoke slowly, which made Conan's teeth ache. He had only sneezed; it wasn't that serious.

"I understand, thank you, Brother Pingqing."

Hmph, Pingqing is definitely jealous that he has Xiaolan's concern.

The middle-aged man curled his lip, "Kids are always such a hassle."

Ping Qing smiled. Ever since he learned that Conan was Shinichi Kudo, he felt that the old man couldn't stand anything about Conan.

After returning home, Conan sneezed twice more, and Ran used the excuse of having a cold to keep him at home to rest, thus dashing his hopes of talking to Hirai once again.

The next morning, Pingqing was still asleep when the uncle woke her up, and she got into the uncle's car in a daze.

"Xiao Lan, Ping Qing, watch closely, I'm about to perform a magic trick."

"Tie a knot in a red string, place a ring next to it, cover it with a small handkerchief, and with a snap, the string passes right through the ring."

"Sonoko, you're amazing!"

Pingqing and Xiaolan repeatedly showed their support.

"By the way, Sonoko, it seems like you're meeting some magic enthusiasts today, right?"

"That's right, we all met online. By the way, Pingqing, the chat software we use is WeChat, the one your company developed."

Hearing this, Pingqing became interested.

"Yuanzi, how are you finding it to use? Do you think there's anything that needs improvement? We really care about the user experience and sincerely welcome your suggestions."

"I think it's alright, it's just that there are some parts..."

Pingqing carefully noted down Yuanzi's thoughts, as this was direct feedback from the user.

"Yuanzi, would you be interested in becoming a spokesperson for WeChat? Share your experiences with everyone and encourage more and more people to use this software."

This is the eldest daughter of the Suzuki family.

After hearing Pingqing's words, Sonoko also became a little interested. "I'll go home and discuss it with my parents. To be honest, I'm teaching them how to use this myself."

The uncle looked at the garden and Ping Qing and started talking about the software, and he was very curious.

"I never expected the famous young lady of the Suzuki family to be making friends online. But is that app really that fun?"

"Please, in this information age, the internet is an indispensable tool. You can chat and make friends with people you've never met online..."

Pingqing nodded quickly, thinking, "As expected of the young lady of the Suzuki family, she has foresight."

"Uncle, the internet will be used more and more in the future. Would you be interested in investing with me?"

After listening to what the two said, Uncle Mori was a little tempted.

"But I really didn't expect that you, Sonoko, would suddenly make friends online and even become passionate about magic."

Sonoko clasped her hands together, her face full of anticipation. "Because I've met a rare person online. His name is Takuki Doi, he's 21 years old, and he's a regular in the magic enthusiasts' alliance I belong to. Sometimes he even displays excellent writing skills. He must be a handsome man with both talent and good looks."

Hearing this, Taira Kiyoshi thought of Makoto Kyogoku. "Sonoko, how are things going between you and Makoto Kyogoku, whom we met in Izu last time?"

Sonoko blushed instantly. "It's alright. Compared to Prince Charming, I think A-Zhen is more like a samurai who's always getting hurt. He told me he's going abroad to participate in a competition."

"Sonoko, you already have Kyogoku, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to come to a magician's meet-and-greet?"

Sonoko waved her hand dismissively, "What's the big deal? I'm just here to make friends. Besides, when it comes to magicians, my idol is definitely Lord Kid."

Pingqing glanced at Uncle Mori driving in front. Sonoko's tendency to fall in love with every girl she meets is really like that of an uncle. Conan is also like an uncle at times. They both seem to be Uncle Mori's biological children.

Ran, on the other hand, is more like her mother, Eri Kisaki.

"Ah-"

Sonoko, who was having a good time, looked at Conan with displeasure. "Why did this brat have to come along when he has a cold? Nothing good ever happens when he's around."

Tsk, Sonoko has a good eye for people!

Ran quickly explained to Sonoko, "Conan isn't in a good mood because he can't come to the party with us this time."

Seeing Conan sniffling, Hirai raised an eyebrow. "Conan, how come your cold got so bad overnight? Were you not behaving properly yesterday?"

Conan stared at Hirashi with a deadpan expression, wondering what he meant by not listening properly and only targeting him all day long.

Suddenly, a bold idea came to Pingqing.

"Xiao Qi, Conan has caught a cold. How about I give him some strong liquor later so he can experience what it feels like to grow bigger?"

【Host, how are you going to clean this up?】

"Clean up the mess? What does that have to do with me!"

[With so many outsiders around, if they find out, are you sure your Qin-chan won't skin you alive?]

Ping Qing's lips twitched. "Why are you making such a scary statement? I won't cause any trouble, okay? Besides, would Gin dare?"

Yes, yes, he wouldn't dare, he couldn't bear to. You two are so lovey-dovey.

Too lazy to pay attention to Xiao Qi's nonsense, Ping Qing was still thinking about the feasibility of getting Conan drunk. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it would be a waste not to implement such a good idea.

"Xiaoqi, then you can block him in a bit so that no one else can see him."

【Host, you're dreaming.】

"That's too much! I'll carry out this plan when we get back, and I'll make Uncle Mori and Ran do a magic trick to scare them to death. By the way, aren't you curious, Xiao Qi?"