Model worker and his little darling

After talking for a while at Professor Agasa's house, Hirakiyo took Conan back to the agency.

That night, Hirakiyo sneaked into the agency, drugged the three of them, and took Conan to the research institute.

Seeing that Hirakiyo had brought over two bottles of alcohol, Ito Shuji glanced at him and said, "This place isn't suitable for drinking."

"Dad, I'm not an alcoholic. This wine is good stuff. Didn't you want his blood? So I just brought Conan over."

After finishing his story, Heiji recounted Conan's experiences that day.

After listening, Shuji Ito looked at Conan on the bed. "He can turn back after drinking alcohol. That's interesting."

Watching his father draw blood from Conan, Heishi stroked his chin, thinking, "If drinking strong liquor can turn me back to normal, then Moutai, Wuliangye... I'll try that sometime."

Or is any kind of spirit okay? How about some vodka?

After finishing his work, Shuji Ito handed several reagents to Hirakiyo, saying, "Find an opportunity to use them on this child and see how it goes."

Pingqing nodded. Because of what he did, Conan was becoming more and more like a real guinea pig.

……

In an elegant and upscale music restaurant, a band is playing suggestive music.

Vodka sat at the table, picked up a business card, and silently lit a candle for the person on the card, who was about to receive an invitation from heaven.

After regaining his senses, Vodka noticed that the older man in front of him was smoking and seemed to be watching a female singer on stage.

He had dark skin, blond hair, and exaggerated purple eyeshadow and lipstick on his face, but he had a good figure.

Didn't Big Brother like that crazy little Yu Lu? They even slept together. How come he's taken a fancy to a female singer now? Come to think of it, it's been several days since I've seen Yu Lu. Is Big Brother lonely?

Noticing Vodka's strange gaze, Gin turned around and glared at Vodka with sharp eyes.

Vodka quickly looked away, realizing he couldn't afford to offend them.

At this moment, a waiter walked over to the two of them and placed two glasses of wine on the table, saying, "This is a treat for you two from that singer."

Gin stubbed out his unfinished cigarette in his glass, his face full of impatience. "What do you want?"

The waiter tried to play dumb, but Gin grabbed his head and slammed it onto the table. He then picked up an ice pick from the ice bucket and jabbed it into the waiter's face.

Vermouth skillfully deflected Gin's force, took two steps back, removed the disguise from her face, and tossed her long golden hair aside.

“I’m just kidding, Gin. If some people saw you like that just now, they’d be jealous.”

She had experienced firsthand how jealous Xiao Qingqing could be.

Vodka glanced at the bottles of liquor on the table, then at Vermouth. "It's not good for a famous actress like you to be seen with us."

Vermouth, her hair neatly tied up, pulled out a chair and sat down. "Don't worry, all the other guests' eyes are on the singer who's going to go on stage later. Nobody will notice us."

After taking Conan back to the agency, Hirai arrived at the music restaurant and saw the three of them sitting together, so he quietly crept over. Seeing Gin about to smoke again, Hirai simply reached out and took all the cigarettes away.

Gin glanced at Hirakiyo but said nothing.

Looking at the mess on the table, Pingqing blinked, wondering what had happened before he arrived.

"What's going on here?"

"Oh my, Gin was staring at that beautiful woman on stage the whole time."

Following Vermouth's finger, Pingqing saw the woman on the stage, his face contorting slightly. "Sister, is this the beauty you were talking about?"

Is this a level 10 beauty filter? The makeup is definitely not his type.

Then she turned around and poked Gin's eye. "Gin-chan~, you haven't been too busy lately, have you? Maybe you've developed an eye problem? Should you go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth burst into laughter, thinking that Xiao Qingqing's mouth was getting more and more sarcastic.

Unfazed by Gin's glare, Hirai pulled up a chair and sat between the two, grinning at Vermouth, "What have you been up to lately, sister? I haven't seen you in ages."

"Doing tasks, huh? You seem pretty free lately, do you want to help your sister out a bit?"

Pingqing turned his head and leaned against Gin. He didn't hear anything. Doing missions and stuff was tiring.

"I retrieved those research materials from Dongdu University for you the time before last. We were working together last time, but you ran off on your own..."

Despite Vermouth's scolding, Taira Kiyoshi continued to play dead, refusing to do any work.

Seeing that Hirai was holding Gin's hand and not listening to her at all, Vermouth was also helpless.

“Oh, Qingqing, Itakura Taku is a software systems engineer. I don’t know much about this field, so you should go.”

Upon hearing the name Itakura Suguru, Hirakiyoshi perked up, vaguely remembering that it was this man who had written a diary that Conan had obtained. This time, he was going to get involved and make Conan question his existence.

"Okay, sister, I'll do this task for you."

Seeing that Pingqing agreed, Vermouth smiled with satisfaction. She was very busy dealing with that woman from the FBI and also had to keep track of Shirley's whereabouts.

"Why don't you help your sister look into that kitten that ran away? I'm too busy right now."

Ping Qing's lips twitched. Busy?

Busy circling around Xiaolan, huh? Come to think of it, her older sister seems to be even lazier than him.

"I'm not interested in that kitten. Good luck, sister."

Seeing Hirai's lazy demeanor, Vermouth shook her head and exchanged information with Gin.

As the three of them spoke in a language he couldn't understand, Vodka quietly minimized his presence.

After some communication and discussion, the four left the music restaurant.

Back at the safe house, Pingqing put his arm around Gin's waist and asked curiously, "Gin-chan~, do you like dark skin?"

Gin glanced at Heikichi speechlessly, then reached out and tickled Heikichi's ticklish spot.

Pingqing slapped Gin's hand away and burst into laughter, "Hey, hey, hey, you can't argue with me, so why did you start hitting me? That's going too far."

After making a fuss, Pingqing led Gin into the bathroom.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and the showerhead was turned on full blast, letting the water wash over my body.

The scalding hot water on my skin contrasted perfectly with the icy cold wall behind me, creating a stark contrast of fire and ice.

Gin was pinned against the wall and teased and kissed by Taira Kiyoshi for quite a while, and both of them were breathing heavily.

Gin reached out and touched Pingqing's face. He could read the lust in Pingqing's eyes. Water streamed into his eyes, making him feel slightly uncomfortable, so he simply closed them.

The bathroom is another world, a damp and soft world, a world that belongs only to them at this moment.

Heijiro lifted Gin's long hair and savored the taste of Gin.

There was an urgency in their intertwined lips and teeth; clearly, they urgently needed something.

A barrage of kisses landed on Gin's lips, face, shoulders, and chest...

The shampoo in my hand eventually lost its original purpose.