Model worker and his little darling

The next morning, after Gin woke up, he stared at Taira's peaceful sleeping face with a contented expression.

Gin reached out and touched Hirakiyo's forehead; he didn't have a fever, and Gin breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything that had happened kept repeating in his mind. As he thought about it, Gin leaned in and kissed Hirai. The child's scent was so wonderful that he couldn't help but succumb to it.

As soon as Heikichi opened his eyes, he saw Gin smiling at him.

Heiji slapped Gin across the face. "Why are you smiling so brightly so early in the morning?"

"Awake? Is anything bothering you? Does your head hurt?" He then touched Pingqing's face.

She slapped Gin's hand away, saying, "Gin, you just wait."

Gin, still smiling, looked at Hirai. "Alright, I'll be waiting."

He glanced at Gin, who looked completely satisfied, and yawned. "Don't disturb my sleep."

Actually, he's fine, there's nothing uncomfortable about him, he just wants to sleep right now.

"How about you eat breakfast before you go to sleep?"

Pingqing thought about the things in the house: milk, bread, fruit, coffee, but had no interest in them at all.

That's it, he wants to go back to Japan.

Seeing that Pingqing remained silent, Gin had no choice but to pick him up and carry him into the bathroom.

Heiji leaned against Gin, waiting for Gin to wash his hands and face...

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that there were no marks on the exposed parts of my body. I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness.

Seeing Pingqing's actions, Gin flicked Pingqing's nose and said, "The marks I left on you are not as many as the marks you left on me."

Hirai glanced at the hickey on Gin's neck and felt a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, well... I couldn't resist."

Gin ignored Heikei, carried him to the restaurant, and stuffed a piece of bread into Heikei's mouth.

"Tsk, I feel like a cripple with one side of my body paralyzed."

Gin's hand trembled as he picked something up, and the child always said something surprising.

After eating a couple of bites of bread, Pingqing lost his appetite and took an apple to sit on the sofa.

After quickly cleaning up the mess, Gin sat down next to Heikichi, only to see Heikichi chatting with Margot while munching on an apple.

"What mischief are you planning to pull this time?"

"Koto-chan~, is our image in your heart really that bad? Can't we just say we haven't seen each other for a long time, miss each other, and then arrange to meet somewhere? When I'm with Margot, I'm not always doing bad things."

Gin's lips twitched; he didn't believe those two brats wouldn't cause trouble when they got together.

"Don't drink with Margot."

Pingqing nodded. "Understood."

After replying to Margot's message, Taira leaned against Gin and said, "Gin-chan~, do you want to go see Margot together?"

"Don't go."

"Okay, this trip to the United States is basically a vacation."

Gin nodded; he hadn't had this much free time in a long time.

After talking for a while, Heikichi got sleepy and fell asleep on Gin's lap.

After seeing that Hirai was fast asleep, Gin carried him back to his room.

The following evening, Pingqing went out to find Margot.

Upon entering the bar, the loud noise gave Pingqing a headache.

It makes perfect sense for a winery to open a bar.

After following the people to the private room that Margaux had reserved, we saw that Margaux was already drinking.

"Yu Xiaolu, have you really been diagnosed with a mental illness?"

"Really, I'm a patient now. If you don't treat me well, I might have an attack and kill you."

"Tch, you call yourself mentally ill? Tell me, how much money did you bribe the doctor?" Margot said, handing a glass of wine to Pingqing.

Ping Qing's lips twitched. "Stop drinking. Have you forgotten our terrible experience last time?"

Margot sighed, "You don't know, now it's just me and Su Dai in America. That pervert even schemed against me last time, and I got a scolding from the old man."

Pingqing gritted his teeth; he envied this kind of life.

"Isn't this great? You can have fun however you want. How about we switch places? You can go to Japan, it's a lot of fun there. There are four big mountains up there: Grandpa, Rum, Vermouth, and Gin. You'll get criticized from time to time, and you can't even fight back."

Margot waved her hand. "Never mind, I still prefer America. But I think you can take Su Dai to Japan."

Where are you taking me?

Hearing the cloying voice, Ping Qing felt goosebumps rise on her skin. Looking up, she saw a girl with delicate features, dressed in Lolita fashion and wearing pigtails, standing at the door.

"Oh, the young lady has arrived."

Su Dai looked at Ping Qing and smiled gently, "Yu Lu, you're having a very exciting time in Japan. You're doing great at the Metropolitan Police Department while also bombing a Public Security Base. You even have a group of people helping you with your missions. I heard you even drove out of the building after the explosion."

"The young lady is in America, yet she knows so much about what's happening in Japan. It seems she's been paying close attention to me."

"I told you two, that's enough. You finally get to see each other, can't you be normal for once?"

Margot was speechless. These two were always like this, always having to stab each other in the back.

Ping Qing shrugged; he was used to it.

Suddenly, Su Dai tossed a knife to Ping Qing, saying, "This is one I modified; it's quite useful during interrogations."

Pingqing put it away, planning to try it out when he had time.

“Su Dai, I’ve found something amazing in Japan that can drive people crazy without you even having to lift a finger.”

After saying that, Heiji played Conan's singing voice, intending to take this heavenly voice throughout the organization.

Upon hearing the singing, the two were completely taken aback. Su Dai crossed her arms, and Margot kicked Ping Qing, saying, "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Turn it off right now!"

Seeing the drastic change in their expressions, Ping Qing was very satisfied and turned off the music.

"Su Dai, this thing is much better than your knife. If you want it, I can share it with you."

Su Dai snapped out of her daze and looked at Ping Qing. "I'm very curious about who sang it. Could you introduce me to this person? And give me a copy too, I'll try it out when I get back."

"I'm in Japan. Let's talk about it when you get there."

The two began talking during the interrogation, which turned out to be a shared interest of theirs.

Margot sat between the two men, utterly dejected, listening to their discussion of methods of torture, which he had absolutely no interest in.

"By the way, I'm thinking of causing trouble for the FBI. Do you have any suggestions?"

Margot looked at Pingqing, "Human bomb."

Ping Qing curled his lip. "That's boring. I want to bomb the FBI building. If that doesn't work, I'll bomb their base."

"Yu Lu, I think your appetite has grown too big since you went to Japan. Now you look down on our methods and you're always talking about blowing up buildings."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing stroked his chin and nodded, seemingly agreeing. Having lived in Japan for a long time, he had become accustomed to those grand occasions.

"Things have been relatively calm lately. A few days ago, Uncle Rum warned me not to mess around with you."

Hearing Margot's words, Ping Qing was speechless. "What do you mean by messing around? Can't you speak properly?"

However, it's impossible to stop him from causing trouble.