Model worker and his little darling

As soon as I reached the door of the room, I saw Pingqing sitting on the bed, looking sleepy and confused.

"Mmm~, Koto-chan~"

Upon hearing Pingqing's humming, a hint of a smile flashed in Gin's eyes.

"Get up."

Pingqing nodded, letting Gin pull him to wash up. His obedience surprised Gin; Pingqing hadn't been like this with him yesterday.

After finishing his meal quietly, Pingqing, now fully awake, had some mischievous ideas.

Gin had a bad feeling when he noticed Hirai staring at him. He reached out and pinched Hirai's cheek. "What do you want to do?"

Ping Qing chuckled, "Guess."

Gin narrowed his eyes. "Hmm? Then you'll handle tonight's mission."

"Let's go together. By the way, what's the mission?"

"Kill someone."

Ping Qing pursed his lips, thinking it was some kind of interesting mission.

"Who's so influential that they made you do it personally?"

"Junpei Matsushita, a politician."

Pingqing blinked; he felt like he'd heard that name somewhere before.

After sending the mission email to Hiraki, Gin raised an eyebrow. "You know him?"

After reviewing the mission email, Pingqing remembered, "Hmm... I saw him once recently when I attended a banquet with Uncle Mori."

Speaking of which, Uncle Maori can be seen everywhere, from banquets of politicians and celebrities to small shops on the street and deep in the mountains.

Following Uncle Mori makes it incredibly convenient to meet celebrities and gather information without attracting attention. After all, everyone's eyes are on Uncle Mori, the famous detective.

Gin:......

Having the identity of a detective seems quite convenient, as it allows you to openly and legitimately contact everyone.

Hirai was already standing behind Gin and began to work on Gin's hair.

"doing what?"

Pingqing wrapped his arms around Gin's neck. "You'll find out soon enough. You promised me yesterday, so you can't go back on your word." He then kissed Gin on the cheek.

Gin was helpless. Could he say he regretted it?

Hirai held Gin's hair, his fingers moving quickly. Soon, two braids were successfully completed.

Seeing Gin's utterly hopeless expression, Taira Kiyoshi was even more pleased and took out his phone to snap a series of photos.

Then she put her arms around Gin's neck from behind and took a picture with him, saying, "Gin-chan~, smile!"

Looking at the photos on his phone, Pingqing was very satisfied; these were all his treasures.

Touching Gin's braids, keeping them like this, I wonder if he'll get a curly-haired Gin-chan tomorrow morning? I'm really looking forward to it.

Seeing that Hirai's eyes were darting around, Gin knew the kid was up to no good again.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Koto-chan~, I want to see what your curly hair looks like."

Gin's lips twitched; he knew the kid had no good intentions. He placed his large hand directly on Hirai's face and said coldly, "No."

Pingqing grabbed Gin's arm and swayed it playfully, pleading, "Gin-chan~, please grant me this little wish. Gin-chan~, aren't I your favorite little darling? Gin-chan~"

"No."

Gin expressionlessly pulled his hand away from Hirai's. Although he enjoyed the child's affection, curly hair was absolutely out of the question.

He immediately began to salvage his hair, and Hirai quickly grabbed Gin's hand.

"Don't tear it down, you promised me."

Seeing that Gin had stopped, Taira breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go on a mission."

"Okay, okay. Let's do the mission now, then head to the base."

After scrutinizing Pingqing from head to toe, Gin grabbed Pingqing's wrist and asked, "Are you sure you want to go to the base like this?"

The mark on my neck has faded quite a bit, but it's still visible.

Looking at the bruises on her wrists, Ping Qing sighed, "Sigh, I look like I've been a victim of domestic violence. Men who change their minds, once they get what they want, they don't like it anymore..."

Her voice was trembling with tears, but sadly, even pinching herself, she couldn't squeeze out any.

If my wish isn't fulfilled, can't I at least annoy Gin a little?

Upon hearing this, Gin's forehead veins throbbed, and he silenced Hirai before he could finish speaking.

After a long while, Hirai was finally released by Gin. He then snorted coldly and shoved Gin with his elbow.

Gin raised an eyebrow, kicked Pingqing in the shin, and ruthlessly suppressed Pingqing while he was off balance.

"Do you still dare to talk nonsense?"

Just as Hirai was about to speak, Gin cut him off again.

"Were you a victim of domestic violence?"

"Have I changed my mind?"

"Don't like it anymore?"

Taira no Kiyoshi: ...

He was wrong, and he will never say such things again.

Seeing this, Gin kissed the corner of Hirai's reddened eyes, "What was it you didn't finish saying just now?"

Seeing the smile in Gin's eyes, Taira slapped him across the face.

"roll!"

Seeing Gin lean in again, Hirai broke free from Gin's grip and jumped away. He couldn't bear the consequences of another kiss.

After tidying up, Ping Qing rubbed his sore wrists and went out to do his mission with a blank expression.

The night was cool, and a gentle breeze ruffled Ping Qing's hair, creating a dreamlike effect. It would be even better if you ignored the sniper rifle in her hand.

The target of this mission is to attend a banquet in a building in the distance, but he has not yet appeared.

He has always been quite patient with his prey.

Last time I wasn't affected by the Grim Reaper's aura, but this time I won't be so lucky.

Time passes slowly...

In a distant building, Matsushita Junpei was chatting with someone, his smile impossible to hide.

In an instant, blood spurted out.

The smile on his face froze, and he collapsed without warning, throwing the entire venue into chaos, with everyone feeling insecure.

Finished, call it a day!

[Mission objective has been defeated - Royal Deer]

Putting away his sniper rifle and dusting himself off, Ping Qing teleported back to the safe house.

Upon entering the room and seeing that Vodka was also there, Pingqing curled his lip.

Well, time to get back to work.

As expected, Gin's face darkened, and he was about to leave.

"what happened?"

"There's been a problem at the warehouse, and one of the peripheral members has been acting strangely lately."

"Another undercover agent? Just kill him."

Seeing Pingqing's disgusted look, Vodka shook his head repeatedly, "Someone said he seems to be in contact with someone."

Ping Qing rolled his eyes at Vodka's cowardly appearance. "You guys go to the warehouse. I'll handle the outer members."

Gin nodded and left with vodka.

Looking at the email sent by Vodka, Yamamoto Ichiro and Hirai Kiyoshi narrowed their eyes. This person looked somewhat familiar.

After thinking it over carefully, Pingqing remembered that he had once assigned this person to monitor Shirley.

Sherry?

So someone's targeting his lab rats?

Have they started confirming Ai Haibara's identity?

Jodie? Shuichi Akai?

With that in mind, Pingqing took out his computer and started checking his entry records.

Thinking back to the news Rum sent a few days ago that things were much worse in Europe, is Shuichi Akai back in Japan stirring up trouble again?