Model worker and his little darling

"Have you ever seen a male and a female high school student here? They are from Osaka and speak with a Kansai accent."

Upon hearing Pingqing's description, Ito Misari knew they were looking for the high school students in the attic. She became wary and shook her head with a smile.

"I don't know, no high school student came to see me like you said."

Pingqing sighed, "I see."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Seeing that Hirai was about to leave, Conan, though unaware of what Hirai was thinking, still sweetly thanked Misari Ito.

"Thank you auntie."

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Hattori, who had been filled with anticipation in the attic, was instantly heartbroken. These two usually solved cases faster than anyone else, but now, when it was his turn, they just asked a couple of questions and left?

Just as I was trying to create some Tokyo-themed atmosphere to draw Conan and my attention, the tall man kicked me to the ground. He drew the curtains, extinguishing the last vestiges of light, and the attic fell silent.

"Brother Taira, something's clearly wrong. Hattori and Kazuha should be at her house, so why did you leave?"

Seeing Conan frown, Hirai patted his big head kindly, "Conan, I have a good idea..."

……

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang again.

Misari Ito opened the door with a gloomy face, not expecting so many people to come today.

Fortunately, the people upstairs were unaware of what was happening downstairs; it would have been bad if those two had made a noise and been noticed.

Seeing that it was still the same two children, one big and one small, Misari Ito's kind expression cracked, but she quickly covered it up.

"Children, do you have any other questions?"

Conan looked up at Misari Ito with a cute expression and said, "Auntie, we felt something was strange, so we came back to check."

"What's weird?"

"The entire entryway was covered in wet shoe prints. I was wondering if someone had come into your house."

"Yes, someone was looking for me just now. We talked in the entryway, and then I went home. I'm home alone now."

"But among these shoe prints, there are two rows where only the shoe prints went in, but none came out."

Misari Ito's heart skipped a beat. "Oh, that's the shoe print from the running shoes I wore when I was jogging."

"Auntie, can we go in and take a look?"

Seeing that the two still wanted to enter, a sinister glint flashed in Misari Ito's eyes. "Ah? I'm sorry, Auntie is busy right now and can't entertain you."

Seeing that Conan was about to say something, Hirai stepped into the entrance hall first and smiled.

"Ms. Ito, what are you hiding? Are you really home alone? Has no one really come by?"

Misari Ito looked at Hirakiyo, who had his back to her, thinking that as long as she could handle him, everything would be fine. As for the brat next to her, he couldn't cause any trouble.

Hearing the noise, Pingqing suddenly turned around, grabbed the wrist of the person holding the knife, and kicked him in the knee.

Misari Ito knelt on the ground, and just as she was about to cry for help, Hirai Kiyoshi covered her mouth.

……

A hastily drawn Misari Ito walked gracefully towards the attic, and no one in the dimly lit attic noticed anything amiss.

Seeing Hattori panting heavily with injuries on his face, Misari Ito clicked her tongue, "Oh dear, what's going on here? Such a handsome face is being wasted."

The tall man grabbed Hattori's hair. "This brat was just about to shout for help outside, so I'll teach him a lesson."

"High school detective Hattori Heiji, have you solved the code?"

"Excuse me, I can't hear you clearly because of tinnitus. Could you please come a little closer and say it again?"

The obese man punched Hattori, saying, "Stop talking nonsense."

Kazuha looked at Hattori anxiously, "Heiji, are you alright?"

Misari Ito sneered, "You don't seem to understand the current situation. I think we should just cut off your deaf ears."

The obese man grabbed Hattori's hair, while the tall man brandished a short sword and walked toward Hattori with a smile.

"No...please don't."

The short sword pressed against Hattori's ear, the cold touch making him uncomfortable. He looked at 'Ito Misari' and saw her standing at the very edge, completely hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see her expression.

“Heiji…” Kazuha was almost crying; she really didn’t want Hattori to get hurt.

Seeing that the group was about to get serious, Hattori quickly shouted, "Wait, wait!"

"What's wrong, kid? Is your tinnitus better?"

"Give me a little more time, and I'm sure I can decipher the code." He didn't want to die here; he still had things to say to Kazuha.

"Okay, you have five minutes."

Upon hearing that there were only five minutes, Hattori protested to Misari Ito, "Are you kidding me? Five minutes is impossible!"

"Death can unleash a person's potential. You only have five minutes. If you have more than a minute, fire a shot at the girl behind you."

"No way!" Hattori retorted without hesitation when he heard that this group of heartless people wanted to shoot Kazuha.

Misari Ito's eyes flickered. "What? You're reluctant to part with your little girlfriend? I forgot to tell you, there's not much time left."

Upon hearing this, Hattori quickly looked at the code, but he had just been kidnapped and knew nothing about it, so how could he possibly decipher it?

The attic was pitch black, filled with malicious thugs, and there was no sound from outside. In an instant, Hattori felt a sense of despondency; there was no time left.

"Kazuha, there's something I've always wanted to tell you, but I'm afraid I'll never have the chance if I die."

Kazuha's eyes welled up with tears, and she choked out, "Heiji, you'll be alright. Heiji..."

Seeing this, Misari Ito said softly, "Don't cry, it doesn't hurt at all."

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice rang out, "Time's up!"

Upon hearing this, the tall man, filled with malice, slowly pointed his gun at Kazuha.

Hattori looked at Kazuha with a determined gaze, "Kazuha, actually I've always liked..."

"Wait a minute, I'll tell you everything, just don't hurt them."

Seeing the man about to pull the trigger, Nanchuan, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, couldn't hold back any longer. That was the daughter of his former superior, Department Head Toyama; he couldn't let them get hurt.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Nan Chuan, who had been pretending to be dead since the beginning.

Just then, the sound of police sirens in the distance gradually became clearer.

The two men quickly looked at Misari Ito, "Lawyer..."

Hirai Kiyoshi, disguised as Ito Misari, sighed and abruptly removed the disguise. Taking advantage of the two men's distraction, he kicked the fat man hard and snatched the gun from his hand.

He turned and struck the tall man's wrist with a palm strike, causing the gun in his hand to fall to the ground with a clatter.

The changes came too quickly. Watching Hiraiyoshi display his skills, Hattori was a little confused. "Hira...Hiraiyoshi-nii?"