Model worker and his little darling

【Host, I'm offering a generous donation of 20 million yen.】

"Holy crap, Xiao Qi, you're so dark-skinned!"

【Host, you made 300 million yen last night. That's just small change for you.】

"I knew you were after my money."

[Host, this is a mutually beneficial arrangement.]

While the system was arguing with Ping Qing, it summoned a chef auntie who was around thirty or forty years old as requested.

Pingqing simply took out her bank card and asked the aunt to go buy groceries and cook.

Thinking about the delicious meals she would enjoy when she returned home, Pingqing fell asleep again, filled with longing for the food.

……

In the afternoon, Pingqing woke up to a table laden with delicious food. One bite, and it was a familiar taste. After a hearty meal, he prepared to go next door to gather information.

As soon as Heikichi arrived at the office, he sensed a heavy atmosphere, where Inspector Megure was sitting solemnly on the sofa.

“Brother Maoli, we have already questioned Gu Jingzi and the hotel staff. Gu Jingzi said that an aunt said one sentence to her and then she fainted. She did not speak to Mr. Gu. The staff said that she fainted as soon as she entered the dressing room and did not enter Gu Jingzi's room, nor did she call the police.”

"Inspector Megure, this is a difficult situation. Yesterday, the kidnapper's voice on the phone sounded like a woman's. Can we be sure the killer is a woman?"

“Brother Mori, there are no clues to prove that the murderer is a woman. The murderer can disguise herself, and might even be able to change her voice. Right now, we don’t even know whether the murderer is male or female, so there’s no way to investigate.”

Uncle Mori sighed, "Well, thankfully the child is alright."

"Yes." Inspector Megure felt even more dejected as he recalled Mr. Tani's dissatisfaction with the police.

After a conversation with Uncle Mori, Inspector Megure realized that there was no progress at all and took his leave.

Pingqing then started talking to Xiaolan and the uncle.

Conan sat down on the sofa, head bowed, also pondering last night's case. He was certain that what Tani Akiko said was a fabrication by the culprit, but he had absolutely no clue as to the culprit.

While Conan was still pondering, he suddenly noticed someone staring at him. When he looked up, he saw Ito Hirakiyo.

Pingqing looked at Conan in surprise: "Uncle, is this your child? I've never seen him before."

Then he picked up Conan and glanced at Ran: "Could it be Ran, your illegitimate child with Shinichi Kudo? They look quite alike."

Xiaolan blushed instantly: "Pingqing-ge, don't talk nonsense..."

Conan blushed, and Hirai took the opportunity to remove Conan's glasses.

"Damn, you still say he's not your illegitimate son? This kid is a carbon copy of Shinichi Kudo." After saying that, he put Conan's face without his glasses in front of Ran, and Ran was stunned when she saw the face.

Pingqing's startled words caught the uncle's attention, and Uncle Maoli also came over: "Hey, he looks a lot like that detective kid."

Conan squirmed in Taira no Kiyoshi's arms: "How could that be? I'm already 7 years old, how could I be Shinichi's illegitimate child?"

Heiji put Conan down and made him frantically explain himself to Ran.

【Host, you're so naughty~】

"Hehehe~, let's see how Conan fools us."

Conan jumped up and down on the ground frantically: "Ran-neechan~, Uncle~, Shinichi-nii and I are relatives, it's normal for us to look alike~"

Ran smiled and patted Conan's head: "Conan is so cute, he looks just like Shinichi when he was little."

Since Shinichi Kudo had only been missing for a day, Ran hadn't suspected anything yet, and Conan had managed to fool her.

Conan, having won over Ran, looked at Hirai with a resentful expression, thinking it was all his fault.

Heiji felt the resentment behind him and, imitating Ran, patted Conan's head: "So your name is Conan. What grade are you in? From now on, call me Heiji-nii-nii."

Conan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Hirakiyo-nii."

Ran realized what was happening too: "That's right, Dad, we should send Conan to school."

Pingqing chimed in, "That's right, children should go to school to learn more."

Conan gritted his teeth at Hirai, thinking, "Why is this guy always going against me?"

Uncle Mori thought for a moment and said, "I'll send him to Teitan Elementary School tomorrow."

"That's great! Conan, you should study hard at school and make more friends!"

Hirakiyoshi echoed this sentiment.

Everyone was happy for a moment, except for Conan.

……

That day, Conan went to Professor Agasa's house after school.

"Professor Agasa, this bow tie voice changer is a really good invention." Conan was playing with the bow tie voice changer with a curious expression.

"Hahaha……"

"By the way, Professor Agasa, have you really not found any information related to Academy City?"

Professor Agasa frowned as he looked at Conan: "Shinichi, I've never heard of this organization before, and I can't find any related information online. Could the name be fake?"

Conan sat on the sofa with his head down, thinking about what had happened that night.

"Doctor, I think it's true. That person said, 'The light dancing at your fingertips is my unwavering faith in this life,' and his tone was full of undisguised fervor. With such fervent fans, this organization must exist."

"Shinichi, if that's the case, then this organization is too mysterious. We can't find any information about it at all."

"Yes, but no matter how mysterious they are, they will definitely leave clues as long as they move. I will definitely find them and get the antidote back." Conan had a confident smile on his face.

He glanced at the sky outside and said, "Alright, Doctor, I'm going back now."

After running back to the agency, I saw Kiyomasa Taira and Uncle Mori drinking together and watching Yoko Okino's TV series. Uncle Mori was even licking the screen.

"I am back."

Heiji waved to Conan: "Conan's back! Did you have a good day at school? Did you make any new friends?" He looked like a worried old father.

Conan raised his big head, revealing a big smile, and said in a sweet voice, "Yeah, Hirakiyo-nii, school is a lot of fun!"

When Heishi heard the voice, he didn't think much of it at first, but when he realized that it was Shinichi Kudo who had spoken, he shuddered and suddenly felt a little... uh... nauseous.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Uncle Mori stormed out of the door and shouted, "The Mori Detective Agency is closed today. If you have something to do, come tomorrow." He then prepared to slam the door shut.

Pingqing walked to the side and glanced at him: "Okino Yoko!!"

The strongest idol in the world of Detective Conan, who has had multiple encounters with the Grim Reaper and is unharmed.

Suddenly, Pingqing paused, then realized he had forgotten something; it turned out to be his idol.

I was busy with graduation in the US this year and forgot about the advice I gave my boss last year. Tsk, I need to ask him about it sometime. He should get involved in this kind of good thing too.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Mori turned around, glanced at Yoko, and then rushed into the bathroom.

Ping Qing glanced at the afterimage of Uncle Mori in a daze; it was the first time he had ever seen the uncle move so quickly. Turning around to speak, he saw Uncle Mori already dressed in a handsome suit, standing in front of Okino Yoko and greeting her very politely.

Pingqing blinked his big eyes. This was the first time he had seen Uncle Mori look so handsome since he had known him.

"What did you say? You're being watched by unknown people." The middle-aged man slammed his fist on the table in anger, looking like he was about to start a fight.