Model worker and his little darling

"Brother Pingqing, you must have heard about the case yesterday, right?"

Seeing Inspector Megure's worried face and Uncle Mori who had been drinking silently without saying a word, Hirakichi took the initiative to pour drinks for the two of them.

"Officer, this matter has been widely reported online, so I think there are hardly any people who don't know about it now."

"Hahaha...indeed." Inspector Megure chuckled twice, then leaned close to Hirakiyo's ear and whispered, "Hirakiyo, do you know anything?"

Reporters are currently blocking the Metropolitan Police Department, demanding the truth about this case.

As an inspector in the First Investigative Division, he has a good relationship with famous detective Kogoro Mouri and FBI agent Heikiyo Itō.

The higher-ups asked him to come and talk to the two of them to see if he could get any useful information.

Pingqing never stopped drinking, his eyes were hazy, and he looked slightly drunk.

"Officer, this is Japan. Shouldn't this question be asked of the Japanese Public Security Bureau? They are Japan's most powerful intelligence and security agency. I believe they know far more than we do."

"Besides, we almost experienced a plane crash yesterday, where would we get more information?"

After showering the Japanese public security with praise, Taira Kiyoshi continued to leisurely drink.

Upon hearing this, Inspector Megure sighed.

Indeed, even their own people aren't doing a good job. They've been investigating at the scene for so long, but haven't found anything.

The atmosphere was too heavy, so Uncle Mori patted Inspector Megure on the shoulder and said, "Officer, don't think about that. Have a drink." He then filled Inspector Megure's glass.

Those people also approached him, asking him to help investigate the case.

However, he refused.

It's obvious that this kind of case is not one he should be involved in.

He was once a policeman full of a sense of justice, and he also had a family.

Those public officials who receive government salaries don't do any work. Why should an ordinary person like him, a detective who has only solved two cases, get involved in this kind of case?

Now all he wants is to protect his family and live a good life.

He drank in silence, while more and more bottles of liquor piled up beside him.

"Brother Pingqing..."

Inspector Megure had barely begun to speak when Hirakiyo interrupted him.

"Officer, why bother? With Tokyo's crime rate, everyone will forget about this in a few days."

In fact, when faced with this kind of situation, most people just go with the flow, seeking no merit but avoiding mistakes.

Whenever Inspector Megure takes the uncle and Conan out for a stroll, all sorts of dramatic and gossipy cases can attract more public attention.

Seeing this, Inspector Megure understood that Hirakiyo didn't want to talk, so he stopped saying anything.

It's important to understand that the United States has always held a superior position in front of Japan.

The FBI entered the country without them knowing anything, and nobody knew what they were doing.

If it weren't for the last case, he would never have known that his friend Hirakiyo, who had been helping him solve cases, was also an FBI agent.

Even if others know the news but don't tell them, he can only watch helplessly.

Amuro Tooru, who was seriously playing the role of a bartender, vaguely heard the conversation between the three and realized that Hirai Kiyoshi probably knew something, but it would be difficult to get him to say it.

They spent an entire day searching for information about the zoo organization but found very little useful information.

Then he glanced at Pingqing casually. He had heard that there was a man named Tokai under Yushika, but no one had ever seen him before. He wondered if it was what he had guessed.

By the end of the drinking session, all three of them were drunk.

As Pingqing staggered home, the uncle suddenly patted him on the shoulder, let out a long sigh, and exuded a sense of middle-aged vicissitude.

Ping Qing gave a bitter smile, his whole being exuding an aura of exhaustion.

After staggering upstairs, Pingqing lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with clear eyes, showing no trace of her previous drunkenness.

What should he do next?

……

"Oh, I see. It's such a pity you can't come."

"I'm sorry, but I just had a last-minute work assignment that I couldn't back out of. By the way, Xiaolan, could you please tell that guy not to drink too much? If he gets drunk and starts flirting with young women nearby, I won't defend him if something goes wrong."

Upon hearing this on the other end of the phone, Uncle Mori's face instantly darkened, and he arrogantly turned his head and walked towards the reserved spot.

Pingqing was helpless. It was Xiaolan who organized the gathering, wanting his parents to have a nice meal together, but the uncle insisted on bringing him, an outsider, along.

Seeing Xiaolan's disappointed look, the uncle was speechless. "We're about to have a big meal, why are you sighing? If it's delicious, we can have your mom come over to eat with us next time."

Xiaolan sighed again. A few days ago, she had finally seen a glimmer of hope that her parents might reconcile on the plane, which was why she booked this newly opened restaurant. Unfortunately, her mother had something come up and couldn't make it.

"This store is very difficult to book."

Uncle Mori glanced at the restaurant's ambiance and said, "This place seems pretty good; it's quite suitable for young people to hold social events or go on dates."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a familiar voice rang out.

"Isn't this Mr. Mori?"

Turning my head, I saw it was Officer Chiba, an old acquaintance.

The sharp-eyed Conan noticed the furtive voices hiding behind Inspector Chiba, "Inspector Takagi is here too."

Takagi's expression changed drastically, looking like he'd been caught red-handed.

The middle-aged man looked at the two men with a strange expression. "What are you doing? Why are two grown men eating in a place like this?"

"That's not how it is. We're here for a social gathering."

Upon learning that the two were there for a blind date, Xiaolan looked shocked. "Did Officer Sato only find out about this recently?"

Upon hearing the name Sato, Takagi instinctively flinched and quickly chimed in to explain, "No, I was just helping to make up the numbers. Chiba practically dragged me here. That's how it is, right, Chiba?"

Chiba looked helpless. Even if Takagi's statement was true, it sounded like a lie.

"So, please don't tell Officer Sato about this, okay?"

Upon hearing this, both Ran and Conan looked disgusted, making Takagi extremely embarrassed.

Just then, a man appeared and eased the awkwardness.

It turns out he was a good friend from Chiba Middle School and the organizer of this social gathering, Masafumi Emoto.

After some introductions, the group became somewhat familiar with each other.

"Speaking of which, Chiba, you're very lucky today. Two of the girls who came are absolutely gorgeous."

Upon hearing this, Chiba and Takagi blushed instantly.

But soon, Takagi noticed the disappointed looks from Ran and Conan beside him and immediately calmed down.

"Both of them work in the police force. Chiba, aren't you a detective too? You two might have met those two policewomen in miniskirts somewhere before."

Upon hearing Masafumi Emoto's description, the two froze, feeling as if Emoto was talking about someone they knew.

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar figure floated over unsteadily.

"Oh, it's Officer Chiba and Officer Takagi. What are you doing here?"

"Yumi?"

The two were utterly shocked. Since Yumi was here, it was obvious who the other person was.

Takagi's face turned pale, and his body instantly stiffened.

Just then, Zero Takagi's frightened voice came over.

"Yumi, where did you go? I can't handle so many people by myself."

Upon seeing Chiba, and Takagi hiding behind Chiba, Sato's eyes flashed with sharp glares as he aimed at Takagi.

"Ok?"

Pingqing and the others watched the drama unfold with great enjoyment.

Don't you guys think the atmosphere is a bit off?

Uncle Mori looked on with a gossipy expression, "It's getting more and more fun!"

Hirakiyo shook his head. Takagi is truly pitiful!

And so, at Emoto Masafumi's invitation, the group also joined the get-together.

Pingqing quietly huddled in the corner, eating with Conan.

At the social gathering, Sato attracted the attention of most of the men.

Sato was demonstrating how to apprehend a criminal when a group of men rushed forward, all wanting to get a closer look at the policewoman.

Takagi saw all of this, silently drinking her juice, feeling increasingly cuckolded.

The one who reaped the biggest rewards was Uncle Mori, who is now surrounded by a large group of girls.

"It's a good thing Aunt Eri didn't come. If she saw Uncle like this, she would probably be furious."

Pingqing nodded in agreement. He had come here to eat, but the uncle ended up having a successful social gathering.

"This uncle is a winner in life, and most people can't compare to him."

Seeing the two of them eating and drinking in a corner, Xiaolan sat down as well, looking at her father with a disappointed expression.

At that moment, a girl in a pink dress at the dining table was looking at her phone, her expression not looking too good.

"Sis, what are you talking about? It's rare for us to come out for some fresh air."

Jiang Bencai looked worried. "But I'm not comfortable leaving Kota alone at home."

But Masafumi Emoto didn't take the issue to heart and was still trying to persuade his older sister to stay.

Upon hearing this, Takagi quickly poured a glass of wine for Emoto Ayaka, saying, "Let's put everything else aside for now. You need to get some fresh air every now and then, otherwise it's not good for your health."

Sato, who was standing to the side, noticed her attentive manner.

But Emoto Ayaka was still worried and brought up an incident that had happened not long ago.

Kota recently received a Kamen Rider collectible card from a stranger after he helped the stranger find his wallet. Later, the stranger invited Kota to his house and even fed him cake.

Furthermore, this strange uncle claimed to be a fortune teller, and asked about everything in detail, including the layout of Haotai's house, the birthdays of the family members, and where they usually kept their emails.

Masafumi Emoto, however, didn't seem to care, saying that the person was his friend. This was because Kota had heard his voice on the phone while at that person's house.

Sensing something was amiss, Conan immediately asked, "So what did you say?"

"It's nothing, I just said that I'm having a social gathering here with my sister next Friday."

This immediately made the perceptive Sato realize the problem: "So, the man knows that the little boy is home alone tonight."

Takagi told Emoto Aya to call back immediately, but Emoto Aya said she had already called several times and no one answered.

Hearing this, Pingqing was speechless. These two siblings were truly incredibly carefree.

However, these parents seem to be quite nonchalant; Ayumi and her friends are always hanging around the crime scene, and their parents haven't said anything.

Upon hearing that something might have happened, Uncle Mori instantly sobered up.

Leaving behind the already drunk Yumi and Chiba, the group rushed to Emoto Aya's house.

When I got home, I found that Kota was really gone.

"what--"

Hearing the shouts, the group rushed over and discovered a ransom note left on the computer.

"Your cousin is in my hands. Prepare one million yuan and wait for my call. If you dare to call the police, I'll kill him!"

Ping Qing blinked. This child's price was a bit cheap, only one million. Last time, he saved a child worth one billion.

Looking at the extortion letter, Uncle Mori turned to Takagi and Sato, "Aren't you detectives?"

Takagi took out his phone. "Let's ask the headquarters to send someone to help us first."

But Sato held down his hand that was making the call and looked at Takagi seriously.

"No, the criminal broke into this house and took Hao Tai away. He might still be observing the situation nearby. If we call a bunch of detectives, wouldn't we be exposed? Even if we need to make contact, we have to wait until we're sure there are no listening devices installed here. Don't you even understand this simple thing?"

Taira no Kiyoshi: ...

It seems like these people aren't really thinking straight today.

Takagi is one thing, but Sato is the same.

Now that everything has been said, why are we still thinking about listening devices?

Upon hearing Takagi's apology, Sato realized that he had been a bit too harsh.

"I'm sorry, I went too far."

With the show over, Conan makes his grand entrance.

“The culprit met Hao Tai once, and he is very likely a friend of this older brother. If we tell the uncle what happened, he might know who the culprit is.”

The uncle's lips twitched, and he rolled his eyes at Conan. "You're right."

Masafumi Emoto began to recall, and immediately thought of three suspects. Moreover, none of these three matched the appearance described by Kota, suggesting that the person in question had likely disguised themselves intentionally.

"It's really incomprehensible. The prisoners went to such great lengths to prepare, why didn't they take something valuable with them?"

“That’s right. If we wanted to kidnap Kota, we could have done it two weeks ago.”

Takagi recalled the emails that the prisoner had paid special attention to, but neither she nor her brother had any ideas.

at this time--

"Postcards? That's right, they must be red envelope New Year's card postcards. I remember this year's jackpot was a trip to Hawaii. If you resell them, you can definitely make a lot of money. That guy must have kept the names of the recipients and the lottery numbers, and planned all this after he knew he had won."

Seeing the uncle's smug expression, Ping Qing smiled. She had to admit, the uncle's thought process was truly astonishing. He could always rationalize everything based on existing evidence, and at first glance, it even made some sense.

However, this time the uncle was right.

Masafumi Emoto took out the postcards the three had sent. "These are the postcards they sent. None of them won the prize. Since you think my friends are so suspicious, why don't you go to their houses now and see for yourselves? They all said they had family matters to attend to and couldn't participate in the social event."