Model worker and his little darling

"Shuichi Akai, how are you feeling? I'm going to send the rest to Jodie."

Shuichi Akai frowned, sweat trickling into his eyes. Because of the drug, he had a terrible headache, and felt as if he were being roasted by fire; he wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out.

Seeing this, Heikiri reached out and touched Shuichi Akai. It was so hot. Was it a side effect?

Seeing that the medicine was still working, Hirakiyo scanned Shuichi Akai, wondering what he should do.

That skeleton is such an eyesore.

Looking at the instruments of torture beside him, Hirai picked up a handy hammer and walked toward Akai Shuichi with a smile. "Since we're already in the interrogation room, let's use the standard methods. This is the first time I've used this."

Shuichi Akai looked up at Hirai, his eyes somewhat unfocused, and it was clear that his mind was a little muddled.

"Don't worry, I'll control my strength and won't make you feel uncomfortable."

With that, Hirakiyo slammed his fist down hard on Shuichi Akai's left wrist.

"hiss……"

The double pain caused Shuichi Akai to cry out, his face turning deathly pale. He tried to resist, but he was bound tightly. Due to the effects of the drug, the excruciating pain had spread throughout his body, leaving him completely powerless.

Damn it, how could those lunatics come up with something so outrageous?

"Hmm...it seems like we could do it again."

This time it was much heavier than the last time, and Shuichi Akai felt as if he could hear his bones cracking.

“Have you heard of Teiji Moriya? He’s a world-renowned architect who’s obsessed with symmetrical aesthetics. I admire him a lot, so…” As he spoke, he smashed the hammer into Shuichi Akai’s right wrist.

Shuichi Akai stared intently at Hirai, never expecting that he would one day fall to such a state. He gritted his teeth and spat out two words, "Madman."

Ping Qing gave a bright smile. "Thank you for the compliment."

"What a pity. Such a good pair of hands, now they can't even hold a sniper rifle. I wonder what your boss's expression will be when he finds out."

Immediately afterwards, Hirakiyo gripped the hammer and smashed it into Shuichi Akai's knee.

Hah~, feigning death, Subaru Okiya.

He wouldn't give Shuichi Akai that chance; Conan only needs Shuichi by his side.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing Pingqing's cheerful expression, Vodka, who was standing behind him as a background figure, glanced at his older brother's expression, which remained as indifferent as ever.

My gaze fell on Shuichi Akai; his bones had been smashed to pieces. How pitiful.

The woman next door is lucky; she looks half-dead, and no one has paid any attention to her so far.

Hirai stared at Shuichi Akai. He looked a little more pleasing to the eye now. He should savor the gift he had prepared.

According to Melo, using this drug would most likely turn someone into an idiot. However, against the protagonist, even the highest probability wouldn't affect them.

The organization also possesses a paralyzing drug with a long-lasting effect. It's mixed with a truth serum, another psychoactive drug that induces hallucinations, cloudes consciousness, and causes people to reveal secrets.

Should we give it to Shuichi Akai?

Just then, a message came through on his phone. Pingqing tossed the hammer aside with a regretful look, "Time to go."

"Are we just going to leave him here like this?"

Seeing Vodka's bewildered look, Ping Qing smiled slightly, "They're already dead!"

Let the old man's people worry about the rest.

Vodka shrank back. Well, there were things he shouldn't know.

Gin snorted coldly and inflicted several more gunshot wounds on Shuichi Akai.

As the three walked out of the interrogation room, Vodka slapped his forehead. "Oh right, Sila was discharged from the hospital today. Chianti said he's going to throw him a celebration and asked if we wanted to go."

"Hmm? I remember he was quite badly injured, how come he's recovered so quickly?"

Vodka shook his head. "No, I heard that Syrah didn't want to stay in the hospital and tried to run away, but he was caught and brought back. He kept trying to escape. Later, seeing that he was recovering well, they let him leave the hospital."

Pingqing stroked his chin, wondering if Xila's condition was related to that doctor.

has a problem!

Should we bring the doctor along as well?

Why did Chianti suddenly decide to hold a celebration?

"She's just bored."

"go with!"

Pingqing made a happy decision, then looked down at himself and realized he couldn't keep this outfit.

……

lounge.

“Miyazaki Xiu…”

After seeing Hirai finish tidying up, he started muttering to himself. Gin asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"This person has a somewhat ambiguous relationship with Sila, and they're probably going to be together soon."

Then, Pingqing recounted what he had seen at the hospital.

Gin raised an eyebrow slightly, genuinely a bit surprised. He understood why Hirai had been so excited earlier; he wanted to see what the commotion was about.

……

When they arrived at the agreed location, Pingqing found it to be a very quiet courtyard.

The organization's industry, that's what they are now.

When I went inside, wow, they were already eating.

Seeing the two of them appear together, Chianti blinked. "Tsk tsk, I thought you two had something to do and weren't coming."

Pulling Gin to sit to one side, Pingqing looked at Xila with a half-smile, "Why didn't you call that doctor over as well? He's been taking care of you for so long, after all."

Don't think he knows nothing. Sila and Chianti contributed at least half of the rumors circulating in the organization about him and Gin.

At first, the two of them were just gossiping in private, but when they saw that the other two didn't react, they became bolder and bolder, making up all sorts of stories about a sadomasochistic relationship and other private matters.

Hearing Pingqing's strange tone, Chianti instantly understood what was going on. She stared at Xila in shock, her eyes practically bulging with excitement.

Having been a frontline observer for so many years, she's actually fallen behind this time.

Xila glared at Pingqing through gritted teeth, "Royal Deer!"

Pingqing looked at Xila innocently, "What's wrong? I just think you should thank them properly, after all, doctors work hard too."

"A doctor? The one I ran into at the door last time, he seemed pretty good-looking. Yu Lu, how did you figure that out?"

"I got there two minutes before you and saw them holding hands and talking, but I don't know anything else."

!!!

The gossipy gazes of the group all fell on Sila.

"I never expected you to be so secretive, Sila."

With a dark expression, Xila picked up an apple from the side and threw it at Pingqing. "Yulu, are you blind?"

Upon hearing this, Ping Qing shrugged. It seemed that he had misread the situation due to his perspective, but isn't that how rumors spread?

"Sila, quickly tell your sister..."

Is this a celebration ceremony held for him?

Let's have a funeral ceremony.

Cohen glanced at Gin and Hira, who were sitting together, then at Sila, who was being tormented by Chianti and looked utterly hopeless, before finally fixing his gaze on Vodka.

Vodka: !!!

What do you think I mean?