Model worker and his little darling

After finishing his meal quietly, Pingqing lazily leaned back on the sofa and dozed off.

Karasuma Renya smiled as he looked at Pingqing. After more than a month of training, Pingqing had developed an aura of authority.

His original intention was to temper Pingqing's temperament and make him more mature. However, it seems that the effect has been minimal.

What happened in Myanmar?

Upon hearing Karasuma Renya's question, Taira Kiyoshi began to recount his strange journey, raising his voice when he spoke of Margot.

“Old man, I think you need to keep a close eye on Margot. He’s been living a carefree life in America for so long, and now he’s regressed. How can he carry on the organization’s legacy if he continues like this?”

"Hmm~, it was my oversight. I'll be more careful with Margot."

Hearing this, Pingqing felt instantly relieved. His good brother, of course, had to be just like him.

"And another thing, wasn't Glenfiddich sent by Uncle Rum? Tsk, his judgment is terrible. I wonder if the other people he sent there also have problems?"

Karasuma Renya shook his head; Taira no Kiyoshi was addicted to tattling.

How have you been feeling over the past month or so?

"I'm so tired. This isn't suitable for me at all. I'm not capable enough. You should bring Gin back as soon as possible."

Seeing Pingqing instantly dejected and looking at him pitifully, Karasuma Renya's smile deepened. "I think you did a pretty good job."

"Actually, my initial idea was to gather everyone at the base, drive Apache helicopters, blow up the police, blow up the FBI, and wipe out all the forces that opposed us."

Ignoring Pingqing's nonsense, Karasuma Renya listened and then dropped a bombshell with a smile.

"From now on, the base will be in your and Gin's hands. When Rum returns, you'll stay by his side."

Taira no Kiyoshi: ...

What did he hear? Following Rum? Are you sure you don't want him dead?

Pingqing is now in a daze, as if he sees a dark future ahead.

Seeing that Heikiri had lost all his energy, even his beautiful blonde hair seemed to have lost its luster, Karasuma Renya walked to Heikiri's side, gently stroked his hair, and spoke in a soft, slightly seductive tone.

"Ito Heikiyo, you are my junior, someone I've watched grow up. Perhaps one day in the future, this position will belong to you."

"You are not strong enough yet. There are still many unknowns in this world..."

Listening to Karasuma Renya's rambling, Taira Kiyoshi felt sleepy.

The old man is in excellent health; why would he easily step down? Besides, he also hopes the old man will live as long as possible.

With him around, the organization is at least outwardly harmonious. Those with ulterior motives only dare to engage in petty tricks in private, like rats in the sewers.

For him, he could just stay a nobody forever.

However, this old fox who has lived for over a century should still be alive even if the organization is destroyed.

Seeing that Taira no Kiyoshi was starting to feel sleepy, Karasuma Renya's voice rang out with a smile, "You're sleepy, go to sleep."

The child has definitely been tired lately.

The next day, Pingqing felt very unhappy when he thought about how the old man had fooled him the night before and even made him follow Rum.

Karasuma Renya looked at Hiraiyoshi, who had been quietly following behind her, and felt somewhat helpless at this silent protest. She then went to the study, picked up a book, and started reading, ignoring Hiraiyoshi.

Seeing this, Pingqing also stood in front of the bookshelf, glanced at it, and saw books about illusion, witchcraft, magic, and supernatural abilities.

Pingqing's eyes lit up. So the old man was also studying these things. He randomly picked up a book and glanced at it; it was all about rituals and sacrifices.

Tsk, you'd be better off asking Koizumi Akako, after all, she's the rightful heir to the Red Magic.

After flipping through it, I didn't find anything useful.

After following him for a day, Karasuma Renya had Taira no Kiyoshi sent back.

……

After finally managing to stay up all night and finish dealing with all the mess that had piled up over the past few days, Heikichi saw Uncle Mori taking Sonoko and Ran out as soon as he got downstairs.

"Pingqing, where have you been for the past two weeks?"

"Long time no see, I went to America. Sonoko, where are you guys going?"

"Hehe, we're going to the department store, Heiji, come with us!" After saying that, Sonoko pushed Heiji a few steps.

After arriving at the department store, Sonoko and Ran started picking out sweaters.

As they chatted, the topic turned to Makoto Kyogoku and Shinichi Kudo, which made Conan, who was just watching the drama unfold, blush.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to find Uncle and Brother Pingqing first." After saying that, she ran outside and found Pingqing.

"Conan, weren't you supposed to be staying with Ran? Why are you out here?"

"They'll be gone for a while, so I came out to find you first." Conan blushed even more as he thought about how Sonoko described how he confessed to her that day.

Seeing Conan's lovestruck expression, Hirai shuddered.

Just then, a beautiful woman with a slender figure walked across the street, wearing a miniskirt despite the cold weather. The middle-aged man stared wide-eyed, wishing he could stick to her body.

Conan looked down and noticed a pen next to the phone booth. "This must belong to that lady."

Uncle Mori picked up the pen and chased after her, saying, "Miss, please wait, you dropped something." He then put his hand on the beautiful woman's shoulder.

As a result, Uncle Mori was pinned down by the beautiful woman. In an instant, several men rushed out from the car, the garbage dump, and the alley and pinned Uncle Mori to the ground.

Seeing this absurd scene, both Hirai and Conan were a little dumbfounded.

"Heiji, Conan, what are you doing here? And... could that be Mori on the ground?"

Inspector Megure nodded.

Inspector Megure quickly signaled the others to release Uncle Mori, and they all sat down together in the restaurant next door.

Uncle Mori, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, was quite annoyed. "You're trying to lure the suspect in the series of women's beatings into a trap. But the perpetrator you announced is only about 1.5 meters tall. Just by looking at my build, you should know I'm not the perpetrator."

“Mr. Mori, your approach to Inspector Sato doesn’t seem friendly.”

Officer Sato covered his mouth and chuckled, "I also think it's quite dangerous."

Pingqing looked at Inspector Megure; his earlier demeanor suggested he'd been itching to beat up the old man for a while.

Takagi took out photos of the three victims and placed them on the table, then briefly explained the situation.

He glanced at the photos, blinked, and saw that they were all dark-skinned hot girls. The image of Touko and Hattori in women's clothing instantly flashed into his mind.

Hearing Pingqing's laughter beside him, Conan tugged at Pingqing's clothes, "Pingqing-nii, did you find something?"

"No, I just think this outfit and makeup suit Hattori quite well, and I'm kind of looking forward to it."

Conan was speechless, and indirectly persuaded Kurobe. However, after hearing what Hirai said, he was also a little expectant. Then he quickly shook his head to dismiss this strange thought, "Hirai-nii-san, now is not the time to think about this."

Ping Qing coughed lightly, instantly becoming serious.