Model worker and his little darling

After dragging Vodka into a small, separate room, Pingqing sat opposite Vodka, staring at him for a while before tapping the table and saying, "Speak."

Vodka was confused. What did he say?

When did Gin change my permissions?

"I think it was after you returned from the United States."

Pingqing frowned, recalling what he had done in America. As he thought about it, Pingqing's face began to contort. He thought he probably knew what Gin was unhappy about.

He had a brain fart and said he wanted to take drug A, and Gin immediately said he was going to kill him.

Hmm, maybe he should talk less in the future. It feels like his mouth is getting him into trouble more and more often lately.

Watching Ping Qing's ever-changing expression, Vodka's eyes behind his sunglasses were full of gossip. Judging from this, it seemed that his older brother was the one who had been wronged.

However, I feel that my older brother is becoming more and more like a normal person now.

"Let me tell you about the others."

"What do you want to know?"

Ping Qing looked at Vodka with a smile, "I just wanted to know how you guys gossip about me behind my back."

Over the next few hours, under Ping Qing's coercion and enticement, Vodka said everything he needed to say, making Ping Qing's lips twitch.

“Yu Lu, I only heard it from them. I didn’t say a word about what happened between you and my older brother.”

He was the one who spent the most time with the two of them, and he knew more or less about why they went to America and their relationships with Vermouth and Rum. He was well aware that if he dared to say anything, he would be close to death.

Pingqing hummed in agreement. Although he was simple-minded, he kept his mouth shut, which was a good thing.

"Yu Lu, why don't you team up with your older brother?"

Hearing this, Pingqing stared intently at Vodka, "Vodka, you wouldn't have already found someone else and are planning to betray us, would you?"

Vodka quickly explained, "No, I was just curious, after all, you've known each other since you were kids."

"We can't team up. Just stick with Gin and stop thinking about random things all day. You'll get much better treatment than others if you stay by Gin's side."

Vodka choked, which greatly increased the risk of him being killed.

After chatting with Vodka about the others, Pingqing was finally satisfied. It seemed that Sila had developed feelings for a certain mission target, Chianti seemed to have liked Calvados at first, and Cohen had some little-known hobbies...

Wow, as expected, it's always more enjoyable to listen to other people's gossip.

Chianti seems to know more; it looks like I'll have a chance to talk to her properly sometime.

After hearing the gossip, Pingqing started to find the vodka an eyesore. "Alright, the things are in your lounge. Go back and check them yourself."

Vodka was stunned for a moment, then instantly became happy. He had been waiting for Yu Lu to ask him to do something, but he didn't expect that Yu Lu would give it to him directly.

Seeing Vodka rush out excitedly, Pingqing shook his head. It was time to get down to business. The FBI and police officers they had arrested last time were still being held.

After rushing back to the lounge, Vodka saw autographed photos, posters, and photos of the Earth Ladies team in their debut outfits on the table.

Yu Lu, what a kind person!

Heiji didn't leave the interrogation room until the afternoon. He had already agreed to Professor Agasa's dinner invitation, so of course he had to be on time; he was a punctual person.

As for his purpose, it must be because he saved Haibara a few days ago.

Seeing Pingqing leave, the person in charge breathed a sigh of relief and dragged away the unconscious man on the ground; it was too tragic.

He had several bloody holes in his body and had been injected with drugs. Seeing the man's painful appearance made the man standing next to him feel weak in the knees.

……

"Wow, there are handsome guys everywhere, all of them are my type."

Pingqing looked at the infatuated Yuanzi ahead and shook his head helplessly. Yuanzi's eyes hadn't left the handsome guy the whole way.

"Sonoko, are you going to abandon Kyogoku?"

Upon hearing this, Sonoko, who was clasping her hands together with starry eyes, instantly changed her expression. "Please, Makoto doesn't seem like a prince charming at all. I think he's more like a samurai who's always getting hurt. After he went abroad, he cut off all contact with me. How can I possibly get excited about him?"

Ran patted Sonoko on the shoulder. "Sonoko, if anyone heard you saying that, you'd be dead. There are Kyogoku fans everywhere."

Sonoko nudged Ran with her elbow with a mischievous grin, "Of course, what other people call me is different from what you call me. There aren't many women who silently endure their husbands not coming home and never change their hearts."

Ran immediately retorted, "I wasn't waiting for Shinichi! Don't talk nonsense."

"Oh dear, I don't think I mentioned Shinichi's name just now."

Hearing Sonoko and Ran's conversation, Conan blushed again, remembering the underwater kiss from a couple of days ago.

"Oh my, what are you thinking about? Your face is so red. Are you thinking about something inappropriate for children?"

"I didn't, Brother Pingqing, don't talk nonsense."

Pingqing took out his phone and snapped a picture of Conan. "Come on, look at your own face. It looks like a monkey's butt."

"Besides, the reason I chose this ice rink is because it's a place you used to go on dates with, and it's full of special memories."

Hirai looked at Sonoko, disliking Shinichi Kudo's arrogance, yet a die-hard fan of the Shinichi-Ran pairing.

Just as the group was fooling around, a gentle voice suddenly came from the side, "Mouri-kun, Suzuki-kun, it's you guys."

The two turned around and exclaimed, "Shinichi-sensei, I didn't expect to see you here."

Ping Qingchao blinked. "Didn't my sister want to see how he tricked Conan? Today is a good opportunity, and I can also get to know Ran. I'm sure my sister will be very happy."

Conan also stepped forward to greet him, obediently calling him "Shin-Ide-sensei".

"Yes, I figured I had nothing to do today, and since there was a fireworks display, I came out to take a look."

Vermouth looked at Ran with tenderness, like a loving mother looking at her daughter. Ping Qing shuddered. If this continued, Conan would get jealous, and the carefully crafted persona would crumble.

So he coughed twice and said, "Alright, don't just stand here. Now that we're out here, we should have some fun."

"That's true, it's no fun just standing here talking. Hirakiyo-nii, Conan is in your hands now." With that, Sonoko pulled Ran away and slipped out.

"Conan, you should go play too, but be careful not to fall."

Conan looked at Hirai speechlessly, wondering what was with that coaxing tone he used, and then slipped away to the side.

Seeing that Vermouth's eyes were still following Xiaolan's figure, Pingqing sighed, "Sister, you are acting like a man right now. It's scary for a man to be radiating a maternal aura, okay? Also, your gaze is too infatuated. Don't scare Xiaolan."

"And if you keep staring like that, Conan will get jealous and start suspecting you, and all my efforts will be wasted. If you keep doing this, I won't send you messages next time we go out to play."