Model worker and his little darling

Seeing Spider standing in front of him, his clothes fluttering, Ping Qing curled his lip, thinking, "He's running pretty fast."

Spider revealed a silver needle hidden behind his back, its tip glowing with a bluish light, and shot it directly at Ping Qing.

Ping Qing cursed under his breath, teleported behind Spider, and dodged the incoming poison needles. He then pulled out a wristwatch-shaped tranquilizer dart he had borrowed from Conan and injected Spider with it.

In life, we should always reciprocate kindness and courtesy.

Spider had been on guard against Hirai pulling out a gun or bomb, but instead received a tranquilizer dart. However, sensing danger behind him, he dodged it in a flash.

Ping Qing clicked his tongue in displeasure. Conan was much better; he was always unprepared for what was behind him, making it easy for him to hit his target every time.

Seeing Spider standing still, Ping Qing narrowed his eyes and moved away. Who could possibly know how many valuable items people like them carried?

Like Gin, he carried six or seven guns, along with a whole bunch of poison needles, poison powder, truth serum, and short knives.

Spider quickly drew a magic circle, and a beam of white light shone on him.

Pingqing stood not far away, this...

"Xiao Qi, is he going to transform? Is he going to spin around? Red hair, pink dress, little boots."

Looking at the curious Pingqing, Xiaoqi really wanted to slap him.

[That's a magic circle, aren't you going to stop it? What if it kills you instantly?]

"Didn't you say magic doesn't work on me?"

What if?

"I knew you were unreliable. It's better to stay away now. The area covered by his magic circle shouldn't be too big."

It's always best to be cautious about things you don't understand; who knows what might happen if he steps into one? After all, this world isn't perfect, and what if he's unlucky enough to stumble upon something unsuitable?

Just as he was communicating with everyone, Taira no Kiyoshi ran away with Kaito Kuroba.

"Bye-bye, you can have fun by yourself."

Seeing the pile of bombs that Pingqing threw at him, Spider just wanted to curse. Who would carry so many bombs around? Doesn't it get heavy?

He then transformed into a speck of light and departed. This person is interesting, but unfortunately, he's still a little short. However, they will meet again.

"Brother Pingqing, why are you running? I don't think he can beat you."

"Why don't you try going into that magic circle and see what happens?"

Kaito Kuroba shrank back. "Forget it, I can't do it."

Pingqing patted Kuroba Kaito on the shoulder, "A man can't say he can't. If you have problems in that area, I can introduce you to a doctor. Don't worry, you'll definitely be cured."

Upon hearing this, Kuroba Kaito swung a punch at Hirakiyo's face, but Hirakiyo dodged it.

"Hahaha... Douzi, don't shy away from the problem."

Seeing Kaito Kuroba's face turn red with anger, Hirai was even happier. "Spider is gone. Behave yourself; your life is more important."

After everyone left, Pingqing appeared beside Gin and hugged him, saying, "Gin-chan~, I'm back."

Gin put his arm around Hirai; he had seen everything. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, go home."

I just wanted to hang out with Gin, but someone always seems to cause trouble.

On the bus, Pingqing recalled the brief exchange just now, "Xiaoqi, aren't magicians supposed to be very fragile? I think that pig was pretty tough."

Who told you that?

"Uh...does the subconscious count?"

【…】

"What was the purpose of that magic circle just now? It made me feel a little uncomfortable."

【…】

Pingqing lowered his eyes; these days were truly unsettling.

——Dongdu National Martial Arts Hall——

"Alright, now let's ask the famous detective Kogoro Mouri to answer the following question: Which of the five is the undefeated Imperial Capital wrestler Wolf-Faced Warrior?"

For an uncle who never watches wrestling, how would he know who Wolfman is?

Fortunately, the host was very professional and directly presented the answer to the uncle.

Seeing the poster in the host's hand, the uncle scratched his head and said, "I think it's number three."

The host was overjoyed and launched into a shower of compliments, "That's right, number three is the correct answer. The sleeping Kogoro Mouri truly lives up to his reputation."

This made the three people standing to the side, Pingqing, twitch at the corners of their mouths. It seems that nowadays every profession requires acting skills. Isn't this just an open-book exam?

Seeing that Hirai was staring at the masked heroes, Conan came over and asked, "Hirai-nii, are you interested in wrestling too?"

"The wolf-faced warrior reminds me of the bull warrior."

"These are all just gimmicks. Who is Bull Warrior? I don't think there's anyone like that at the Capital Wrestling Company."

Ping Qing looked at Conan with a smile, "He is a Mexican wrestling master. You'll find out later, because Bull Warrior never takes off his mask."

Conan was speechless. How could someone from Mexico know where he was?

After filming ended, the group sat down in the audience seats.

Ping Qing happily drank his cola. Gin had originally wanted to take him to the base, but he didn't want to go.

Just then, Conan mentioned that the uncle had received an invitation from a TV station to participate in the filming of a program at the Dongdu National Sports Arena, so he slipped away and took the opportunity to watch the recently popular wrestling match.

Uncle Mori was a little annoyed at this point. "I only took this job because the pay was good, but I didn't expect to be playing the clown. No matter how convincing their acting is, this kind of professional wrestling is just a trick to fool children."

"Dad, you're going too far with what you're saying."

Pingqing glanced at Xiaolan, whose memory hadn't returned in time because of his intervention. But after so much time, she had mostly remembered everything, except for the night when Officer Sato was covered in blood and lying on top of her.

Now, my studies and life are back on track.

The audience was very excited to see the intense competition on the field.

Even the middle-aged man was infected by the excitement and stood up, which made him interested in the wolf-faced warrior.

Upon hearing Xiaolan say that the Wolf-Faced Warrior would remove his mask if he lost, the uncle curled his lip and said, "That guy deliberately found a mask to wear. I think he's either the ugliest man in the world or a bald guy."

Just then, someone said, "Calling me the ugliest man is too hurtful."

The group turned around and saw a handsome young man staring blankly at the gossiping Mori uncle.

The newcomer was none other than the wolf-faced warrior, God Jingqing. Upon learning that even his family and girlfriend did not know his true appearance, the uncle couldn't help but sigh, "You're so handsome, there's no need to hide it."

"I have admired masked heroes since I was a child."

After chatting for a while, Da Shen Jingqing explained his purpose: "My girlfriend is a fan of Mr. Mori, and I made it clear that I hope to get her an autograph."

The uncle wrote his name with a flourish of his pen.

Having received the autograph, the great artist Jing Qing left satisfied and went backstage to prepare for her performance.