Model worker and his little darling

Ping Qing stood speechlessly at the door. This was the most ridiculous scene he had ever seen. Did they really have to talk in the fire? What, wasn't the Grim Reaper afraid of fire?

Seeing that the two had almost finished talking, Pingqing ran in, hugged Conan with one arm and pulled Narumi with the other, while giving Narumi a look that added a fire resistance buff.

"Come on!"

Chengshi broke free from Pingqing's grasp and pushed the two of them to the window, saying, "You two should leave quickly."

Seeing that Narumi had been engulfed in flames, Hirai smashed the glass and jumped from the second floor with Conan in his arms.

After everyone left, a corpse slowly appeared on the floor—this was created by the system. No matter how the police investigated, the result would be the same.

"That's great, Conan and Hirashi are both alright," Ran said, wiping away her tears.

Looking at his body, he was covered in black ash, and had several burns and glass scratches on his face and hands, with blood seeping out faintly. It looked quite serious.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't save Dr. Chengshi."

Megure patted Hirai on the shoulder: "This is not your fault. It's already a great achievement that you and Conan were able to get out."

"Pingqing, let's treat your wound." Xiaolan came over carrying a first-aid kit.

Pingqing refused Xiaolan's help, after all, he was still wearing a disguise, and given Xiaolan's keen observation, it would be difficult to handle if she noticed anything amiss.

Conan stood by, deeply moved, knowing that Hirai had been injured while protecting him.

Not long after, Narumi sent a message that he had boarded the ship and left. Pingqing smiled brightly; at least his efforts hadn't been in vain.

On the passenger ship returning to Tokyo, Taira Kiyoshi stood on the deck enjoying the breeze.

Conan paced back and forth, trying to talk to Ping Qing to clear up his doubts, but Ping Qing remained silent, making Conan anxious and scratching his head in frustration.

However, Pingqing was thinking about the message Gin had sent him, telling him to return to the base and that he had even sent someone to pick him up, as if he was afraid that Pingqing would run away.

Now all he wants to know is what Gin is up to; there's no need to go through all this trouble just to beat him up.

If there's a mission, how could he not go to the base with just one phone call?

Pingqing was lost in thought and completely oblivious to Conan jumping around beside him.

After a long while, Heikichi came to his senses and found Conan standing dejectedly beside him.

So he patted Death's head: "What's wrong, Conan?"

"Brother Pingqing, why are you ignoring me?"

"Uh (⊙o⊙)... I was thinking about something and didn't notice what you were saying."

"Brother Pingqing, there are some things I want to ask you..."

Before Conan could finish speaking, Ran came over and said, "Conan, Hirakiyo-nii, we've arrived. It's time to disembark."

Seeing Conan's unwilling expression, Pingqing decided to go back and imagine it!

After disembarking, Pingqing saw a black car with a driver dressed in all black, wearing sunglasses, and carrying a small bottle of vodka.

Ping Qing's lips twitched. He really did look like a gangster.

If it were a beautiful woman here, then it would be a bodyguard picking up a rich young lady, but it feels strange for a man to get into the car alone.

No, he has to go back to the organization and tell them to dress more normally next time they pick him up.

"Uncle, a friend is picking me up, so I won't be going back with you." Pingqing said, pointing to the black car.

When Uncle Mori looked over, the driver politely nodded in greeting.

Ping Qing's eyes widened. When did the people in the organization become so polite?

After saying goodbye to Uncle Mori, Heikichi got into the car and drove away.

Conan watched the black car drive away, always feeling that black was unlucky.

……

Upon arriving at the base, Pingqing saw Gin, unusually, smoking and drinking, sitting comfortably on the sofa.

Pingqing pounced on her: "Koto-chan~~, why did you call me back?"

Gin took a sip of his drink: "Wait."

Pingqing shook Gin's hand, pleading, "Tell me, tell me..."

Because of the large movement, the wine was spilled all over the two of them.

Ignoring Gin's increasingly chilling demeanor, Taira no Kiyoshi directly reached for Gin's hat. He hadn't seen Gin without his hat in a long time; it was as if the hat was permanently attached to his head.

Could it be that Gin has gone bald in just two years?!

What if he wants to see it even more?

Seeing the increasingly strange look in Hirakiyo's eyes, Gin slapped away Hirakiyo's mischievous hand.

Pingqing continued his rebellion, attempting to steal the hat.

"Brother, I'm back."

Vodka walked in carrying his things and saw a scene that shattered his worldview: Yu Lu was wriggling around in his older brother's arms!!!

Yu Lu's hand was flailing around above her older brother's head; it seemed like he was trying to grab Yu Lu's hand!

Unable to bear it any longer, Gin kicked Hirai to the ground.

After standing up, Heikiri swiftly took Gin's hat.

Then he looked Gin up and down carefully.

He's not bald, and he's still just as handsome and aloof.

Vodka:…

Hiss, Yu Lu did what he had always wanted to do but never dared to.

Pingqing turned his head and saw Vodka staring in disbelief.

He darted in front of the vodka and snatched the sunglasses.

Well, it's not ugly, just ordinary, but Vodka looks a bit more imposing with sunglasses on.

"Ah—Yu Lu, give me back my sunglasses."

Pingqing ran away immediately; how come Vodka knew this trick too?

Vodka chased after Pingqing, but Pingqing was too agile, and Vodka couldn't catch him.

Seeing his two underlings running around the room, Gin threw down his cigarette and yelled, "Stop!"

The two of them sat down next to Gin.

"Koto-chan~~, what are you trying to do?"

Gin tossed a key to Heikichi: "A gift."

Ping Qing blinked. A gift?

Then her eyes lit up with stars, and she hugged Gin tightly: "Gin-chan~~, so you remembered my birthday! I misunderstood you. Gin-chan~, you are electricity, you are light, you are the only legend. You are the coolest, you are the most handsome in the world..."

Gin:......

His head hurts so much, why did they have to call him back to base?

Vodka: How does a deer's mouth grow?

Gin slapped Taira no Kiyoshi on the head: "Shut up."

Pingqing stared at Gin with teary eyes, as if Gin were the heartless man: "You...you actually dared to hit me, am I no longer the person you love the most?"

Gin pretended not to hear and calmly smoked his cigarette.

"Royal Deer, this is a cake."

Vodka pointed to the box he had placed on the table.

Pingqing moved closer to Vodka and hugged him tightly, looking deeply moved. "Vodka-nii, you're so kind to me. To express my gratitude, I've decided to go back and get Yoko Okino's autographed photo..."

Hearing this, Vodka already had a smile on his face, until—

"I'll take more photos and send them to you."

Vodka was choking and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to do anything to Pingqing.

Pingqing was quite touched when he saw the cake, after all, both of them were ruthless killers.

So he divided the cake into two large pieces for Gin and Vodka.

Gin also obliged and took two bites.

Pingqing ate the cake; it was very sweet and delicious, and his eyes narrowed.

Sweetness can make people feel happy.

Gin watched the two of them walk out arm in arm to look at cars and breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had some peace and quiet. With the gift, that bastard was finally no longer bothering him.

Pingqing yelled at him for a long time before he remembered the message that his birthday was coming up.

After asking the guy what the boss had given him, he learned that last year the boss had given him a villa, Rum had given him a sports car... and this year they had just given him money directly.

Gin knew that if he didn't order something this time, Taira no Kiyoshi might destroy the base.

I learned from Vodka that boys this age like cars, so I arranged one for them.