Model worker and his little darling

Upon seeing the message from Kaito Kuroba, Taira Kiyoshi breathed a sigh of relief.

They were originally going to keep the person outside, but they had already sneaked in and were now mingling among the waiters. Fortunately, they didn't send any advance notice this time to lure Inspector Nakamori over.

Time passes slowly...

"Boom boom boom——"

A knock came at the door, and the two looked toward the entrance.

"Enter."

Pingqing's eyes flickered as he looked at the two people who entered.

Gin, standing to the side, remained calm and composed, as if he hadn't seen anything, but the chill emanating from him only intensified.

The room was chilly, and the middle-aged man shivered, a smile on his face. "My lords, I am Makoto Matsumoto."

Pingqing nodded, gesturing for him to sit down and talk.

Seeing this, Matsumoto Makoto didn't waste any words and directly stated his purpose.

"I will make this auction satisfactory for both of you, and I will also include a gift. I hope that our future cooperation can increase profits by three percent on top of what we have already achieved."

Matsumoto Makoto smiled, after all, his family had been cooperating with the organization since his father's time. After his father's death, the organization even helped him, allowing him to successfully take control of the entire family.

In his opinion, his father was too cowardly; he didn't know how to take advantage of such a good opportunity.

A profit margin of only three percent is barely enough to satisfy someone like that; they should be able to agree to it.

As Hirai looked at Matsumoto Makoto, his eyes, which had initially held some fear, were gradually replaced by greed.

Gin didn't reply, his hat brim pulled low, obscuring his expression. Matsumoto Makoto's gaze fell on Hirai.

Ping Qing narrowed his eyes, and a cold voice rang out, "You think you're qualified to negotiate with me?"

Upon hearing this emotionless voice, Matsumoto Makoto's face turned pale instantly, and then he looked at Hirai with a hint of anger.

"The profit margin on medicine is huge. I'm not asking for more, just the original three percent. Is that not enough?"

Faced with profits of tens of millions, Makoto Matsumoto became much bolder.

Besides, he was also involved in this auction, and he had quite a few people in the venue.

"Cooperate? With you? Or are you going to be a test subject to be given as a gift?" Ping Qing's voice was full of coldness and disdain.

Makoto Matsumoto was surprised. "You all knew?"

"Compared to your father, you are far inferior in every aspect, including vision, ability, and methods."

They're just puppets, yet they dare to try and negotiate with them.

Seeing that Hirai looked at him as if he were an ant, Matsumoto Makoto's forehead veins bulged. "My father has passed away. Now I am the one in real power."

"Oh."

Taira no Kiyoshi's nonchalant attitude completely enraged Matsumoto Makoto, who was about to utter a few harsh words.

Suddenly, a small knife grazed Matsumoto Makoto's cheek, leaving a bloody mark, and stuck into the cabinet behind him.

The stinging pain on his face calmed Matsumoto Makoto down. He covered his face and left with his men.

Conan kept an eye on Hirai's movements and became anxious when he saw someone enter the room, but he couldn't get any information out of them.

Unexpectedly, the person left after only a short while.

Seeing that Conan was about to leave quietly, Haibara knew he wanted to find out about the organization, so she grabbed Conan and said, "Edogawa, are you crazy?"

"Haibara, I won't act impulsively. I just want to find out who the person who was talking to Gin and the others is?"

"The organization is definitely watching the entire venue. Rushing out like that is suicide. Besides, there are so many unrelated people here. Do you want your sweetheart to worry about you?"

Upon hearing this, Conan's boiling blood and impulsive mind calmed down, and he forgot that Ran and a group of children were also there.

"I see."

Seeing that Conan had calmed down, Haibara breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Conan's behavior, Ping Qing curled his lips. Conan hadn't seen Gin for too long, and he was starting to act recklessly again.

"what--"

Hearing the piercing scream, Pingqing felt utterly hopeless.

Here it comes, here it comes, Death is coming with his halo.

Looking at the place where the riot had started, Ping Qing's lips twitched. However, since the puppet was no longer obedient, he might as well change it.

Conan was also surprised to see that a murder had occurred, and instinctively felt that Gin was the culprit.

Looking directly across, he saw Hirakiyo's strange expression, which further convinced him that Gin had silenced him.

Upon hearing about the murder, the three children became excited. Just as they were about to go and see what was happening, Xiaolan stopped them and made them stay obediently where they were.

"what happened?"

Hirai buried his head in Gin's shoulder. "Matsumoto Makoto is dead."

Gin:......

He died just over ten minutes after leaving their place?

"The auction is suspended. You can make the arrangements later."

"Oh, then what are you doing here? I do all the work."

Seeing Pingqing's reluctant expression, Gin raised an eyebrow slightly, "I'll stay with you."

"cut."

I was originally planning to use a gentler approach, but alas...

Suddenly, the venue was plunged into darkness.

"What's going on here?"

"power cut?"

……

A commotion began to rise in the hall. Hirakiyo moved through the darkness, seeing off the men who had been following Matsumoto Makoto. Those two knew a bit too much; it was best not to speak.

As for Matsumoto Makoto's other subordinates, they were also unsure of what to do today.

Soon, the lights came on.

"what--"

Upon hearing the scream again, Conan could no longer restrain himself and rushed towards the source of the sound.

While running, he kept an eye on Pingqing's situation and was surprised to see Pingqing standing in the corridor.

Having achieved the desired effect, Pingqing swaggered downstairs.

Conan stopped in his tracks. Now, he was caught between a murder case and the organization, a truly difficult choice.

The three little ones following behind were dumbfounded when they saw Conan stop.

"Conan, what's wrong?"

"You're acting really strange today."

Conan ignored the three chattering children and tried to catch up with Hirai. However, a series of murders occurred, followed by a power outage, causing chaos at the venue, and Conan lost track of Hirai.

Suddenly, Conan realized that he had overlooked something.

From the moment we left until now, it's always been that guy named Mishika who's been outside; Gin hasn't shown up at all.

Thinking of this, Conan rushed straight to the place where Hirai and the others had just been.

Pushing open the door, Gin was nowhere to be seen. He immediately began searching the room for any secret passages.

No!

This means Gin only left briefly during the power outage. And Mikasa was in the corridor—they didn't kill him?!

Conan scratched his head, wondering what was going on.

Soon, Inspector Megure arrived at the scene in his police car with sirens blaring.

"Brother, here are the things we asked for. They've been checked and there's nothing wrong with them."

Gin grunted in response to the box in Vodka's hand.

"The rest is just family infighting, it has nothing to do with us."