Model worker and his little darling

"Koto-chan~, I'm here."

Seeing Hirai rush over, Gin still hugged him.

Seeing Gin's dark face, Hirai snuggled against Gin's shoulder, "Gin-chan~, don't be angry, I was wrong. I bought you some delicious food, so please calm down."

As she spoke, she proudly presented the scrambled egg porridge she had just bought, saying, "Here, I heard this is delicious, why don't you try it?"

Seeing how attentive Taira no Kiyoshi was, Gin obligingly accepted the food.

"Is it tasty?"

"Ah."

Seeing this, Pingqing also took a bite and said, "It's really good. No wonder it's on TV."

Under the combined onslaught of Taira's coquettishness, cuteness, and delicious food, Gin's expression finally improved a little.

"Qin-chan~, just now in the parking lot, the owner of the Porsche Boxster beat up the owner of the 928. I've already sent someone to handle it. Are you happy with the zero-dollar purchase?"

Upon hearing this, Gin nodded.

"Sigh, I had prepared a gift for Judy, but she ran away." Of course, he didn't let Judy's car go either; it's probably on its way to the organization now.

The thought that Shuichi Akai had ruined his plans made Hirakichi particularly unhappy, and he was thinking about what he should do.

Gin glanced sideways at Hiraishi. A gift? The kind that sends someone to meet God.

Upon learning that Dr. Araide had already treated Ai Haibara, Conan, relieved, followed Ran dejectedly. He was extremely unhappy that Hirai had abandoned him; after all, they were allies, yet neither Haibara nor Hirai had said a word to him.

I looked up and saw a familiar Porsche drive by.

A sudden wave of fear washed over me; could Gin have been there too?

Did Hirai and Judy leave because they had a mission?

Conan fell into deep thought, feeling that something was amiss.

……

Okuho Town.

It looks like an ordinary residence, but there is actually an underground passage leading to a pharmaceutical research and development company not far away.

On the surface, this company has no connection with the organization, but in reality, it has been infiltrated by the organization.

The truly important place is the company's underground research facility, where the organization keeps some "good" stuff.

There are no classified research projects, and the funding requirements are not high. It is completely inconspicuous among the organization's numerous industries, possessing an extremely high degree of secrecy.

Following Gin into the passageway, all Pingqing could think was, you never know how many floors someone's house actually has.

Especially those mansions, with their various basements, secret rooms, and secret passages.

Upon entering the research institute, Pingqing noticed that it was quiet and sparsely populated.

The person in charge is watching the surveillance footage; it shows what's happening at the pharmaceutical company.

Ping Qing pursed his lips. They were all old acquaintances. Inspector Megure and Chiba Takagi were fine, but Uncle Mori was here too.

Didn't Inspector Shiratori just say that Inspector Megure went to handle the bombing case in Beido Town? How come he's here again?

Upon seeing the person on the screen, Gin frowned. "What's going on?" His first instinct was that the research institute had a rat infestation, which had attracted the police.

For so many years, this place has been inconspicuous, but suddenly the police have arrived. Something seems wrong.

"They are investigating a truck driver who had visited the company."

Gin instinctively reached for his gun. "Where's the driver?"

The person in charge swallowed hard. "After returning from here today, I was killed by a bomb."

Ping Qing's lips twitched slightly. Why did this style of doing things feel like it was one of their own?

You probably can't trace the organization through this person, since someone like him, a peripheral member, has no idea he's working for the organization. For him, getting paid is all that matters.

Anyone who works for the underworld knows that the best course of action is to take the money, keep quiet, and know as much as possible; the more you know, the faster you'll die.

But now that Uncle Mori is here, even if this place is well-hidden, he doesn't want to gamble on the possibility. Especially with the FBI's recent activities, one wrong move could result in huge losses.

Whenever the main characters get involved, all sorts of unexpected things happen.

"Evacuate immediately!"

Hearing the two say this in unison, the person in charge was dumbfounded. Logically speaking, those incompetent police officers shouldn't have been able to find the company's research institute.

"But……"

Before he could finish speaking, Beretta pressed her forehead against his, and the person in charge quickly shut up.

……

night.

A U.S. congressman visiting Japan was assassinated!

He had just gotten off the bus at the embassy entrance when he was shot in the head by a sniper.

Although the scene was immediately sealed off, the news still spread like wildfire.

The related news directly ignited public opinion in the United States and Japan, becoming headline news in both countries.

Of course, this is also the result of the organization's behind-the-scenes efforts.

Upon receiving the news, the United States immediately began to put pressure on Japan. Their people had actually been assassinated in Japan. Wasn't this a slap in their face?

They can be indifferent to their own people, but others can't, especially in Japan. Even if the person is unimportant, even if they dislike them.

For a time, the Japanese high command was in a state of great distress.

They faced accusations of dereliction of duty and incompetence from all sides...

The serial murders, arsons, and bombings of the past have been brought up again.

……

"What? You're saying the surveillance cameras didn't capture any suspicious individuals?" A portly high-ranking official slammed his fist on the table in anger, spitting all over the person opposite him. "Absurd! Utterly absurd!"

Do you know what situation we're facing right now?

The area outside was packed with reporters, all eager to know the inside story of this matter.

"Suitable sniping spots nearby..."

"Get everyone out there and ask people in the neighborhood if they've seen any suspicious individuals, especially those carrying golf bags or guitar cases!"

Orders were quickly relayed.

After several chaotic hours, they finally managed to find a few witnesses.

"He looks like a young man with black hair."

"I don't know, but I think I met someone who was quite tall."

"That building? I think so, but I didn't notice."

"I couldn't see the face, it looked like a knitted hat, no, it looked like a baseball cap. It was too far away, I couldn't see clearly."

……

"Pingqing".

Pingqing was slumped over the table, the screen showing the chaotic tactical meeting.

Tsk, it's quite amusing to see the price difference between those high-ranking officials and the market price.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

What's your opinion on this matter?

This is because I'm lying down to watch it.

“Find this person and present him as a gift to our friend. In this way, we can further expand our influence in both Japan and the United States.”

Seeing Pingqing's gentle and harmless expression, Karasuma Renya smiled and said, "Not bad."

Hearing this, Pingqing lay down on Gin and said, "I'm sleepy. I have to go visit the sick white mouse tomorrow."