Model worker and his little darling

It was already past midnight when Pingqing walked out of the bar.

Tsk, another all-nighter.

After saying goodbye to Margot Sudden, Pingqing arrived at the FBI headquarters. Looking at the brightly lit building, Pingqing felt a little nostalgic.

He was a low-ranking agent who used to be able to walk in openly.

Before going to Japan, he carried out a mission in which he and his teammate died together, their bodies never to be found.

If he went in now and saw his cheap boss, I wonder if it would scare him to death.

Well, he was seriously injured during a mission, rescued while unconscious, and suffered amnesia. He only recently remembered some fragments of his memory and recognized his FBI agent, so he came back.

I wonder if they'll believe this old trick.

Just as he was wondering what to do, Pingqing saw an acquaintance—James.

As he walked into the building, Pingqing used the system to monitor his actions.

After James entered the office, he began checking the emails on his computer.

As Pingqing looked around, he spotted a familiar name: Shuichi Akai.

The email was from several days ago, and it stated that the operation to encircle and annihilate Vermouth had failed.

"Belmod?"

Hearing James's words, Hirai frowned. It seemed that Jodie and Shuichi Akai had seen through his sister's disguise.

Tsk, he told his sister all the inside details of the Shinichiro case. Where did it get exposed? Was it because of the exposure that this siege occurred?

James kept staring at the email without saying a word, preventing Pingqing from seeing anything else and leaving him wondering what James was thinking.

"If only I could go underground, I would bury all those bombs under the FBI building and turn it into a dangerous structure."

[Host, please go home if you're having a dream. What kind of daydream are you having in such a dangerous place?]

"Hey~, isn't this my good helper Xiao Qi? Aren't you throwing a tantrum and ignoring me?"

Hmph~, who told you to lock me in that dark room? You should go somewhere else.

“I didn’t lock you in a dark room. You’re still young, and there are some things you can’t see.”

[Hmph~]

"Xiaoqi, I want to be Santa Claus, can you help me?"

Hmph, I won't help.

"Why are you acting all high and mighty? If you want money, just deduct it from my card. I have plenty of money anyway. I don't know what you, a mere administrator, need so much money for?"

Is it wrong to simply like someone?

"Fine, fine, have you ever seen a host as humble as me, coaxing you every day and giving you whatever you want?"

"Pah, you're just asking me for help."

"Please, Xiao Qi, you're the best."

【Host, your skin has gotten even thicker.】

While arguing with Xiao Qi, Ping Qing teleported into the FBI building.

Under Xiaoqi's instructions, Pingqing left gifts in various inconspicuous places throughout the building.

"Xiao Qi, is everything alright?"

With me here, nothing unexpected will happen.

Upon receiving Xiao Qi's reply, Ping Qing chuckled. He had never been there, and none of this had anything to do with him.

Back home, Heikichi secretly pushed open the door, intending to scare Gin, but he wasn't there at all.

Completely bewildered, Pingqing dialed Gin's number.

"Koto-chan~, where are you?"

"base."

"Oh, when will you be done? I'll come find you."

"No need, wait for me at home."

After hanging up the phone, Pingqing lay on the bed, thinking about the possibility of infiltrating the FBI again.

When Gin returned, he saw Hirai lying sprawled on the bed.

Feeling someone touch him, Taira Kiyoshi suddenly woke up, only relaxing when he saw it was Gin. "Gin-chan~, you're back."

"Um,"

What are you going to the base for?

"The boss asked me to go see something."

Heikichi nodded; even in America, Gin wouldn't be idle.

Gin sat down next to Heikichi and looked at him. "When are you planning to go back to Japan?"

Pingqing was taken aback. "Is it the old man urging you to go back?"

"No."

"Then why are you in such a hurry? Mom is going to Germany tomorrow, and I was hoping she could go with me for a trip. I also want to rejoin the FBI."

Hearing Hirai's words, Gin frowned slightly. "You still want to join the FBI?"

Pingqing rattled off his thoughts, "What do you think?"

Looking into Ping Qing's bright, sparkling eyes, Gin was speechless. "Not good at all. You'll be locked in an interrogation room the moment you show up."

"That's your style of doing things. Besides, the interrogation room can't hold me. I think they need someone to go to Japan, and it's very possible that they'll send me there as cannon fodder."

Gin carefully examined Hirakiyo and realized that Hirakiyo wasn't doing this for the organization; he just wanted to have fun.

"You really like the FBI that much?"

Upon hearing this, Ping Qing said with a serious expression, "Give me a chance. I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

Gin slapped Hirakiyo on the head. "Get out of here. You're not allowed to go."

Pingqing laughed and fell onto the bed. "Qin-chan~, you actually hit me. You weren't like this before. Ouch, my head hurts. I'm doomed. I must have a concussion. How are you going to make it up to me?"

Seeing that Hirai had suddenly acted out, Gin was helpless and got up to go to the bathroom to wash up.

Seeing this, Pingqing sighed and walked to the window. The sky was bright, and the sun had already come out.

As soon as Gin came out, he saw Hirakiyo standing by the window in a daze, so he hugged Hirakiyo from behind and asked, "What are you thinking about now?"

"The sky has cleared, the rain has stopped, I'm feeling emo. I'm wondering if I can get a new identity and infiltrate the FBI."

Upon hearing this, Gin's face darkened, and he tightened his grip on Hirai, "You're not allowed to go. We're going back to Japan tomorrow."

"Hahaha... Qin-chan~, I was just kidding you. You don't want me to go to the FBI, so I definitely won't go."

Hearing Pingqing's arrogant laughter, Gin pinched Pingqing's waist hard. "Go to the base and check how well you've practiced the moves I taught you last time."

However, he was still relieved. It was good that Pingqing wasn't going; he didn't want the child to do such a dangerous thing.

Although the child had many amazing abilities, seeing Pingqing suffer a backlash and faint from a headache, he didn't want the child to use those strange powers at all.

Hearing that Gin was going to beat him up, Hirakiyo's legs trembled. He looked at Gin pitifully and said, "Gin-chan, you're so heartless. I'm still recovering from a serious illness and I'm very weak. How could you bear to hit me?"

Gin pinched Hirai's cheek. "Just recovered from a serious illness? You know you're not feeling well, yet you still want to cause trouble for the FBI. When we get back to Japan, I'll teach you some new things."

Ping Qing curled her lip. If you want to beat him up, just say so. Why make up so many high-sounding reasons?

"I'm tired, stay with me and go to sleep."

After saying that, Gin threw Hirai onto the bed and fell asleep holding him.

Seeing that Gin was fast asleep, Taira Kiyoshi stared at Gin's face in a daze.

Suddenly, a sound came from downstairs, and Pingqing quietly left the room.

"Mom, you're back."