Model worker and his little darling

The little boy nodded. "Mom said that after eating it, I can sleep very well."

Rena Mizunashi looked at the little boy and asked, "Why are you paying so much attention to me?"

"Because you look a lot like my mother. My mother died in a car accident last year, so I..."

“I can understand how sad you are to lose your mother. If you continue like this, your mother in heaven will also be sad. Since you are a boy, you have to be strong.”

With Rena Mizunashi's encouragement, the little boy smiled and said, "I understand, big sister, goodbye."

As the little boy left, tears welled up in Rena Mizunashi's eyes. "Goodbye."

Coming to her senses, she realized that everyone was looking at her. Rena Mizunashi touched the corner of her eye and said, "I'm sorry, but I used to have a younger brother who was about the same age as him."

Finally, because of the commission fee, Uncle Mori and Rena Mizunashi exchanged email addresses.

On his way home, Uncle Mori was completely drained. "Honestly, what a boring case."

"Isn't this a good thing? At least it's not some weird stalker."

As Conan walked, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to retrieve the bugging device. "Uncle, Ran-neechan, I left something at that older sister's house."

Receiving a look from Conan, Hirai said helplessly, "Uncle, you guys go back first. Conan and I will be back soon."

Xiaolan looked dejected as she watched the two figures leave.

"There were footsteps. It must be Miss Minami stepping on her chewing gum."

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Pingqing pulled Conan into a roadside shop to take shelter from the rain, saying, "Let's go find her when the rain stops."

……

The weather grew increasingly gloomy, a somber atmosphere pervading the air, and Gin's gaze deepened. Tokyo hadn't had such overcast weather in a long time; his thoughts raced, a change in the weather was imminent.

"It's time to come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, raindrops began to fall.

The already quiet street was suddenly filled with the sound of rain pattering down.

Suddenly, a rapid ringing of the telephone broke the tranquility inside the car.

Gin's eyes flashed with a dangerous light as he saw Kir's name appear on the screen.

"I'm sorry, there was a problem, so I turned off the power. I've already emailed the two of them about what happened during that time."

The organization's members were being monitored, but the mastermind was a child. Although this seemed unusual to outsiders, she couldn't leave it unexplained.

Gin tapped his chair lightly as he listened to Kir's words. He knew what had happened, of course, since Taira had been involved the whole time.

"Then let's stick to the plan. See you at ten o'clock, Gin."

After hanging up the phone, Gin smirked. "Vodka, drive."

Conan, who was eavesdropping, was dumbfounded. What did he hear? Gin!

The beautiful news anchor of Nichiri TV turns out to be a member of the organization. It's a terrifying coincidence that she encounters someone from the organization.

"Brother Pingqing, do you know Rena Mizunashi?"

"Someone of her status wouldn't normally appear in an organization."

Conan wanted to ask more questions, but Ran called.

"Conan, have you found the item?"

"Yes, it's raining now. Pingqing and I will go back in a little while."

"Be careful."

The image of Ran's worried face flashed through Conan's mind, and he clenched his fist. Ran must already know, right?

"Lan, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Conan was visibly dejected. He was really useless, always making Ran worry.

Pingqing sighed, "The most important thing now is to get the bugging device back."

Conan grunted and perked up. Using his tracking glasses, he noticed the transmitter was moving faster. Turning his head, he saw a white Citroën sedan pass by; the driver was none other than Rena Mizunashi.

Seeing that Conan was about to call Professor Agasa, Hirai Kiyoshi decisively stopped him.

"No, it's best not to let Agasa and Ai Haibara know about this. Have you forgotten what happened last time when the Doctor got injured because of you? Give me your tracking glasses and go back first. Don't make Ran worry."

Conan grabbed Heikichi's clothes, his eyes resolute. "I want to go too. She's already left, we need to catch up with her quickly."

Thinking of Xiaolan, he felt an intense bitterness in his heart. But he was the one who caused this, and he couldn't let Pingqing be in danger alone.

After a brief standoff, Hirai gave in, saying, "Conan, this is a very dangerous situation."

"I know."

Not long after, a white sedan stopped in front of Pingqing.

Conan secretly memorized the face of the man who was talking quietly with Hei Qing.

In the car, Conan talked about what he was most worried about.

"This is terrible. If they find the bugging device, they'll suspect us first, since we were just at Rena Mizunashi's house. You and your uncle are in the most danger right now."

"Even if they knew you installed the bugging device to investigate Rena Mizunashi's request, we can't rule out the possibility that you might have overheard their conversations. If that's the case, I'm afraid it might..."

Ping Qing nodded. "The more we know, the more dangerous it will be for all of us. Your and Haibara's identities may also be exposed."

“We need to retrieve the bugging device before they discover it. Now there’s something I don’t understand. Rena Mizunashi asked her uncle to handle a doorbell prank, and it turned out to be a child. If she really is part of the organization, why would she ask her uncle for something so trivial?”

"What if she wants to test the waters?"

Conan lowered his head. If that was the case, it meant they had already entered each other's line of sight, which meant they were all in great danger.

"Hmm? The transmitter is moving slower, and there's an echo of an engine. This means she's entered an indoor parking lot, and something seems to be approaching."

"This unique unequal-length engine idling sound, coupled with the excellent jet echo, indicates a horizontally opposed engine. The car they were in was Gin's beloved Porsche."

Ping Qing's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly; Conan's ears...

Seeing that Hirai had parked the car, Conan asked with some confusion, "Hirai-nii, why did you park the car here?"

"Given the organization's modus operandi, they must have arranged for people to be near the meeting place. We can't follow them."

Meanwhile, a white Citroën and a black Porsche were parked side by side.

The car window slowly rolled down, and Gin's sharp gaze fell on Rena Mizunashi. "Kir, we arranged to meet at ten o'clock."

"I'm very sorry, but I noticed a strange car following me, so I took a detour just in case."

Upon hearing Rena Mizunashi's explanation, Gin's eyes narrowed slightly. "There shouldn't be any problems, right?"