Model worker and his little darling

Seeing Pingqing's strange smile, Gin touched Pingqing's face and asked, "What are you thinking about now?"

Pingqing blinked, then snuggled up to Gin's shoulder and rubbed against him. "I was thinking about you."

Don't voice those weird ideas, or you'll get beaten up.

Knowing that Taira no Kiyoshi wasn't telling the truth, Gin didn't bother to care. "Go to sleep."

Hearing this, Pingqing stirred, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep while holding Gin.

Gin looked at Hirai, who was gradually falling asleep, with a sense of helplessness.

"You little brat, all you do is torment me."

Close your eyes, gently pat Pingqing's back, slow your breathing, and wait for your body to calm down.

After an unknown amount of time, Pingqing was awakened by the ringing of her cell phone.

He reached under his pillow and found his phone, then answered it without even looking at it.

"Hey……"

Hearing that the voice sounded off, Vodka quickly checked his phone. Sure enough, it was his older brother's number.

"Ahem, um... Yu Lu, I need to talk to my older brother about something."

Pingqing glanced at the phone in his hand. Damn, it wasn't his. Luckily, it was Vodka calling.

She glanced at Gin, her eyes full of amusement, clearly enjoying his misfortune. She tossed the phone to Gin, "It's for you."

After saying that, he couldn't help but yawn, then lay down on Gin and continued to sleep.

Vodka looked up at the sky. It was already afternoon, and his older brother and Yulu were still sleeping. It seemed that the two of them were having a good night out.

Gin kissed Hirai's cheek before picking up his phone. "Speak."

Upon hearing his older brother's cold voice, Vodka's hand trembled. Oh no, he had disturbed the two of them, and his older brother was angry.

"Brother, I've received some news..."

Sensing the coldness emanating from Gin, Heishi looked up and saw Gin frowning. He licked his lips, pinched Gin's chin, and kissed him.

He chattered on and on about vodka but didn't get a response from his older brother. Just as he was wondering what was going on, he heard a busy signal.

Okay, the older brother is dead.

Tsk, my brother used to be such a dedicated person, but now he's indulging in pleasure all day long.

Weren't those two arguing yesterday? They've made up so quickly? I wonder what price the older brother paid.

Gin threw his phone aside, hugged Heikiri, and kissed him back fiercely.

After the passionate kiss ended, Pingqing threw his clothes at Gin, saying, "Alright, you should get back to work. Vodka's waiting."

I checked the surrounding area; it's daytime now, and there are quite a few people around.

Seeing that Gin had finished packing, Pingqing stood up and hugged him, saying, "I'll see you out."

Before Gin could refuse, the two disappeared from the room.

In the alley, Gin held Pingqing close, his face full of worry. "Are you alright?"

Pingqing shook her head. "It was just once. I'm fine."

"You come with me."

Gin was really worried about leaving Taira no Kiyoshi alone, so he thought it was better to keep him by his side and watch over him.

"Koto-chan~, have you forgotten that there's someone else at home? I can't leave."

Upon hearing this, Gin's face instantly darkened. "Get him out of here."

"Okay, Gin-chan~, I'm going now." After saying that, she kissed Gin's lips and disappeared.

Seeing Hirai leave, Gin became increasingly displeased.

Back home, without Gin, Heikichi lost all desire to continue sleeping.

Thinking that he also had to entertain Hattori, Taira no Kiyoshi directly called on the professional team next door. After all, the more people there are, the more lively it is to eat.

"Brother Pingqing, thank you so much."

Pingqing glanced at Hattori, who had called him "brother" after they had gone through the shipwreck together. "It's okay. It's just me and Aunt Keiko at home. It's quite quiet."

After eating and drinking my fill, I went downstairs and saw a man in a suit and tie appear downstairs at the detective agency.

Uncle Mori knew immediately that a client had come to his door, so he quickly went up to greet him, "Hello, I am the famous detective Kogoro Mori. We can go upstairs to discuss this in detail."

Uncle Mori looked at the man's business card and said, "Hmm, this Gana Entertainment Group is indeed a large enterprise. I wonder what brings the chairman here in person this time?"

"In fact, our company is preparing to release a CD of Gerald Pegasus this time, and we held a banquet for people in the industry to sign the contract."

Xiaolan was overjoyed when she heard this. "Tenma is one of the most talked-about and mysterious Japanese singers in the French folk music scene. Nobody knows anything about his background."

President Kana nodded. "Yes, ever since the date of this banquet was set, strange things have started to happen around my wife, Misaki. She often receives silent phone calls, or anonymous flowers, and she also received this letter."

Standing behind Uncle Mori, Heikiri looked at the letter with curiosity.

"Those who haven't noticed my love, may they go to hell."

"The feast of revenge is about to begin, so please enjoy this terrifying banquet."

Tsk, the person who wrote this letter is sick, suffering from chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

"The banquet is tonight and cannot be canceled. This plan is being carried out in complete secrecy. Apart from my husband and I, only four other people attending the banquet know about it."

Uncle Mori nodded. "Don't worry, I will definitely find the person who threatened your wife."

Hattori looked at the threatening letter on the old man's phone with great interest. "Uncle, take us with you."

"I'm going there on official business. What would I be doing taking you with me?"

Hattori patted Taira no Kiyoshi on the shoulder. "We're detectives too, Uncle. Don't underestimate us. Besides, there's strength in numbers."

Hirai glanced at Hattori. When had he ever said he was a detective? He was an assassin.

Forget it, just be happy.

Looking at the five people opposite him, Chairman Kana smiled slightly, "It's alright, Mr. Mori, please bring your family along."

Tsk, it's believable that they pretend to be a family, but with Hattori's skin color, who would believe it?

And so, the group of five set off for Chairman Kana's villa.

"Although you cruelly left me, I still can't forget you. I will always silently watch over you. Just hearing your voice brings me boundless joy..."

Hearing Xiaolan keep reciting, Pingqing and the other two behind her curiously took the lyrics and started reading them.

"I wish to send you a sincere flower every day, a red rose, a marigold, a hawthorn, and a love song I sang for you. You will always belong to me... Ugh~, what's so good about this disgusting song? It gives me goosebumps."

Hearing Hattori's assessment, Conan nodded in agreement.

Pingqing didn't care at all, after all, he could say even more cheesy things.

Gin even criticized him, telling him to be normal.

After following Chairman Kana all the way to the villa, it was already dark.

The villa was grand and luxurious, but its location was somewhat dangerous, as it was built on the edge of a cliff.

After President Kana led the five people, who were using the alias Morita, into the villa, they saw a dark and aloof older woman. President Kana introduced her as his secretary.

Seeing their eyes meet, Ping Qing clicked his tongue. Something was wrong; it seemed like another melodramatic story was about to unfold.

"Pingqing-ge, what did you see?"

"nothing."

Even if you explain it to someone as clueless as Hattori, he won't understand.

Uncle Mori was unusually serious today and asked to see the entire villa. Just as Chairman Kana was having his secretary lead the group on a tour...

"No need, let me introduce them."

"This is my wife, Misaki."

Lady Gana, dressed in a magnificent gown, slowly approached.

Looking at the two beautiful women, Pingqing felt that President Jia was really not good enough for them.