Model worker and his little darling

Uncle Mori curled his lip. "I'm not going on any tour groups. Besides, your answer is completely wrong. If it were a record, it wouldn't even mention that it's made by a Japanese person."

"So, what's the answer?"

"Fool, of course it's the Bushido spirit that has disappeared among the Japanese now."

Hearing Uncle Mori's answer, Hirai's lips twitched. Wasn't this putting Ran in a difficult position? She only had the spirit of karate.

Even if it truly represents the spirit of Bushido, and even if it could be brought along, the organizers probably wouldn't want to experience it.

"Dad, then tell me what it is."

"It could be a yo-yo, bell-bottoms, or maybe a black tea mushroom. Oh, by the way, what do you guys think of the scarf lizard? It used to be very popular."

Just as Uncle Mori and Ran were guessing the answer, Conan poked his head out and said, "I think the answer to this question might be..."

The four then boarded the ship with banknotes from twenty years ago.

"Great, Conan's answer is correct."

"I just happened to guess it."

Looking at the long line outside, Pingqing couldn't help but sigh, realizing that everyone was indeed carrying exactly what Uncle Mori had mentioned.

"Wow……"

Hearing Pingqing's exclamation, Conan curiously went over and asked, "Pingqing-nii, what are you looking at?"

"Look, look! That's the scarf lizard that the child is holding, isn't it? I didn't expect someone to actually bring one. That scarf lizard looks pretty fun; I'm thinking of getting one as a pet."

“Brother Pingqing, your hobbies are always different from ordinary people.”

"I've never seen it before, I'm just curious."

As Uncle Mori walked along, he turned around and saw Hirai and Conan still peeking out at the entrance.

"Hira Kiyoshi, Conan, what are you doing? Get out of here!"

Hearing Uncle Mori's call, Hirai reluctantly turned his gaze away from the scarf-wearing lizard and followed Uncle Mori with Conan.

As I walked to the front desk, the staff warmly introduced the boarding process for the day.

"This trip is only for ten people. After deducting this child's spot, there should be one more person left."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing glanced at the young lady in front of him. "Wow, she's amazing. She figured out Conan wasn't human so quickly."

However, now there's someone who shouldn't exist in the first place. The people who should be here can't come up. So, can this show still go on? Never mind, it has nothing to do with him.

"Has Mr. Hiroshi Furukawa, who was in charge of planning this trip, already boarded the ship? He gave us a ride on such a big ship, we should thank him."

"I'm so sorry, we've never met him in person. He contacted us by phone from the time he booked the boat to the time he chose the mode of transport for passengers. He also wired the charter fee to the bank in advance."

Ran was a little disappointed that she couldn't meet Dai Furukawa in person.

Tsk, my sister is right to say Xiaolan is an angel. Unlike him, who not only gets something for free but also takes something with him.

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

"To be honest, I am Kogoro Mouri..."

Just as Uncle Mori was about to give the young men a proper introduction to himself, a man's voice came from behind him.

"He used to work in the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigation Division, and now he's a famous detective that even bad kids are afraid of, right, Mr. Mori?"

Uncle Mori turned around and looked at him with deep respect, "Chief Samezaki..."

During the exchange of pleasantries, a man with a receding hairline walked over, flashed his stamp at Uncle Maoli and his companion, and seeing their bewildered expressions, immediately scratched his head and said, "Sorry, I thought you were my friend. I mistook you for someone else."

After saying that, he turned and left, but the seal in his hand fell to the ground.

Pingqing got ahead of Xiaolan, walked over and picked it up, glanced at it twice, and then caught up with the Mediterranean man.

"Sir, you've dropped something."

"thank you."

After saying that, Mediterranean took the stamp and left.

After putting his things in the room, Pingqing yawned as soon as he saw the bed. He was sleepy again. Come to think of it, he had really been sleeping the whole time these past two days.

He shook his head immediately; no, he still needed to go out and collect the money.

Then a seal appeared in his hand, and Pingqing carefully examined the patterns on the bottom.

"Da Furukawa, that's interesting."

【Host, I checked, and it's related to a robbery case from twenty years ago. It involved 400 million. How much are you planning to give me?】

Not a single cent.

[Host, have some shame! If it weren't for me, would you have gotten this seal?]

"What's the use of a face?"

Oh, I just made fun of you for lying in bed for two days, why are you holding a grudge?

Hearing Xiaoqi's irritating voice, Pingqing thought of how Xiaoqi had been relentlessly mocking him for the past two days. He hadn't spoken to Gin, but had been arguing with Xiaoqi the whole time.

"roll,"

【Oh my~, aren't you really tempted by my suggestion? Seduce Gin~】

"Seriously, I'm trying to make money right now."

……

"Boom boom boom——"

As soon as Hirakiyo opened the door, he saw Ran and Conan. "Hirakiyo-nii, let's go up to the deck and take a look. We can see the sunset now."

Pingqing nodded and followed the two onto the deck.

The sunset over the sea was spectacular. Xiaolan opened her arms and shouted loudly into the distance.

"I am the king of the world!"

Ping Qing swallowed hard, thinking, "That's a bad omen."

Uncle Mori nodded in agreement, "Ran just watches too many movies. What if the ship sinks? That would be really bad luck."

Ping Qing shuddered, glancing at Uncle Mori and Conan. These two were even more ominous; could it be that the ship was really going to sink?

Xiaolan returned satisfied. "Why don't you guys try it and open your hearts to the sea?"

Everyone else expressed no interest. Looking at the vast ocean dyed red by the setting sun, Ping Qing felt a pang of emotion and handed his phone to Xiao Lan, saying, "Xiao Lan, take a picture for me."

After saying that, Pingqing imitated Xiaolan, turned his back to everyone, spread his arms, tilted his head slightly, and showed his profile to prove that it was him.

"Click——"

"Brother Pingqing, it's done."

Pingqing took the phone and looked at it. "It's nice. By the way, Ran, Conan, do you want to take a picture? I'll be your photographer."

"Okay, Conan, let's take some pictures together."

Watching the three fool around, Uncle Mori scoffed, "Tch, vain."

Hearing Uncle Mori's mockery, Hirakiyo turned around and took a few pictures, which happened to capture the uncle's sidelong glance.

Taira no Kiyoshi immediately found the two to share, and seeing the three of them laughing and joking, Uncle Mori helplessly turned his head away. Taira no Kiyoshi used to seem quite composed, but now he looks like a child who hasn't grown up.

After a while of commotion, it was time for dinner.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was pleasant, and everyone introduced themselves.

Samezakijima Haru, Kameda Teruyoshi, Kanie Norihisa, Whalei Sadao, Isogai Nagisa...

Wow, what a gathering of talents, a seafood conference!