Model worker and his little darling

Looking at the three couples exuding pink bubbles, Ping Qing's lips twitched. The table was full of PDA, and he was the only single dog. He was so envious.

Yusaku Kudo had been watching Taira no Kiyoshi intently. Seeing the longing look on his face, he asked, "Taira no Kiyoshi, what's wrong?"

Ping Qing smiled and said, "You all have such a good relationship. You are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. I am a little envious."

Upon hearing this, blushes appeared on the faces of several people present.

Yukiko laughed heartily: "Hahaha, a handsome guy like you, Taira no Kiyoshi, finding a girlfriend is easy. If not, I can introduce you to someone."

"I think the kind of relationship that you guys have is the best—childhood sweethearts, innocent and carefree. It's a pity I haven't met anyone like that," Pingqing sighed.

"Childhood sweethearts are wonderful, but you also need to learn to take the initiative. I believe you will meet someone you love and who will be with you for life in the future," Yusaku Kudo said with a smile.

Ping Qing nodded. See, cultured people speak differently.

They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they chatted and laughed, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

"We have spoken with Conan's parents, and they are not currently able to take care of Conan, so we have no choice but to ask you to take care of Conan for a while longer."

After Yukiko finished speaking, she looked at Uncle Mori. Seeing that Mori didn't seem too happy, Yukiko smiled and handed him a bankbook.

"Here is thirty million, which is Conan's expenses here. Please feel free to use it if needed."

Uncle Mori looked at the string of zeros on the bankbook, his eyes automatically turned into $$, and he instantly became enthusiastic: "Yukiko, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Conan."

Pingqing looked at Conan and thought, "Wow, your value has gone up."

Then Yukiko looked at Hirai and Ran: "Conan can be quite mischievous sometimes. Hirai, Ran, I'll be relying on you two from now on. I think he really likes you two."

"Conan is a cute and smart kid, and I like him a lot too."

Ran chimed in, smiling as she looked at Conan: "Yeah, Conan is really cute. Sometimes he even notices unusual things and helps Dad solve cases."

Conan blinked his big eyes and began to speak in adorable, childlike words: "I also really like Ran-neechan and Hira-sei-nii. Ran-neechan makes lots of delicious food, and Hira-sei-nii even saved me last time."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing reached under the table and pinched himself hard; he could no longer continue this act.

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became lively.

Everyone present, except for Xiaolan, was a fox spirit, each one a master of acting.

After a long while, this treacherous banquet finally came to an end.

A group of people stood at the restaurant entrance saying goodbye, and Yusaku Kudo and Yukiko pulled Conan aside.

"Xiaoxin, you need to protect yourself while you're alone in Japan. If you encounter that mysterious organization, don't be reckless; they're not someone you can handle alone. As for Ito Heikiyo, you can trust him for now, but it's best not to let him know your true identity."

"Shin-chan, your dad and I are going back to America in a couple of days. You must take good care of yourself."

Conan nodded smugly, "I understand."

Pingqing was talking to Xiaolan while watching the images transmitted by the system.

It seems his acting skills are pretty good; he's just gained trust. He doesn't really want to know Conan's true identity.

Once Conan's true identity is known, it means countless troubles will come his way.

Conan is such a troublemaker; he doesn't want to be his free babysitter, always ready to clean up his messes.

Back home, Pingqing stood by the window, her smile gone, replaced by indifference, her eyes icy, radiating an aura that kept strangers at bay.

He lit a cigarette, watched it burn out, then took out his computer and logged into the organization's internal software.

Looking at the red dots above, there are a total of thirty-four tasks, all of which were arranged by Gin a couple of days ago.

After carefully reviewing the missions, Pingqing discovered that the geographical scope of these missions was vast, spanning from south to north and from east to west, requiring him to traverse Japan several times.

Tokyo, Osaka, Nagano, Kanagawa, Shizuoka, Gunma...

Revenge, this is definitely revenge.

Pingqing crushed the pen next to him. He really wanted to rush to the base and shoot Gin.

I only threatened him with a knife a couple of days ago, is it really necessary to retaliate like this?

Why didn't he write a world map on it?

"Xiao Qi, can you teleport me there?"

[Host, this is a scientific world, not a fantasy world.]

"Hehehe... I've already time-traveled, and you're talking to me about science. Besides, is Conan's skateboard even scientific?"

[Um, I already said it's a world of Detective Conan.]

"Then create a clone for me and send him out on a mission."

This world has no ninjutsu, no magic; don't even think about those.

"I don't care, you have to give me a clone or teleportation."

【No. 】

"You mean none of these exist? I remember there's magic in this world, and Koizumi Akako is at Ekoda High School."

[Koizumi Akako cannot create clones or teleport.]

"I don't care, you have to get me a skill. You transferred more than 50 million from my card a few days ago, and I didn't say anything."

【Host, have some shame. I gave you detailed FBI information, ensured your suicide bomber was successfully delivered to FBI headquarters, helped you with wiretapping, hacked surveillance cameras, and gave you cheat codes…】

Listening to Tongzi rambling on about what he had done, Pingqing directly gave Cotton Cloud a good rub.

"As my cheat, isn't it my duty to do these things? Stop nagging and just give me a cheat."

Xiaoqi:......

What do you mean by "should be"? Besides, this is not even within his scope of business.

After a half-day of "friendly" negotiations, Ping Qing finally got what he wanted. Satisfied, he released Mianhua Yun, having finally squeezed some good stuff out of the Gou system.

He's not picky; as long as he has it, it's enough for him to do a lot of things.

"I didn't realize you were so useful."

Hehehe...

It didn't say anything; the host simply attributed the credit to it.

Seeing the faint white light emanating from Ping Qing's body, Xiao Qi happily flew around twice, and finally it began.

After trying it out, Pingqing was very satisfied and then set his sights on Xiaoqi, "Now that the teleportation is here, the clone can't be far behind, right?"

Xiao Qi didn't want to pay any attention to this greedy host and quickly changed her focus.

[Host, since you can't create multiple clones, could you find someone to act as your clone?]

Pingqing's eyes lit up; there was a perfect candidate right in front of him.

After careful screening, I packaged all the tasks that were far away and where I couldn't gather much information and sent them to Amuro Tooru's email address.

He's the king of wage earners, so working for someone else doesn't really matter.

Anyway, Touko is currently registered under his name, so I believe Touko-kun would be willing to do a few more tasks.

This is your next task. Complete it well; this is the organization's trust in you. — Yu Lu

Half of the task at hand was completed in an instant, and Pingqing happily threw away her phone and went to sleep.

These past two days, Touko has been troubled by the sex scandal, but because of Taira no Kiyoshi's promise, she has to continue filming.

Late at night, Touko looked at the fifteen extra tasks, her anger level increasing by 100 to 1000...

Upon opening the page, I discovered these tasks are located in various remote and isolated places, granting +1 rage points and +10 rage points...

He had only one thought: to rush up to Yu Lu and shoot him dead.

After thinking about it, Yu Lu was now his direct supervisor. He took out his phone, looked at the two characters "Yu Lu," gritted his teeth, and pressed the call button.

"Beep beep..."

Don't answer?

Suddenly, Amuro Tooru thought of a possibility: could it be that these were all Mishika's tasks, and now he's slacking off and giving them all to him? The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Amuro Tooru sent Taira Kiyoshi a long message, subtly inquiring if this was Taira Kiyoshi's own mission and asking for his help. Unfortunately, Taira Kiyoshi was currently filming and didn't have time to do missions for others.

Didn't read it?

Amuro Tooru sighed. He was going back to the base tomorrow to see if he could see his shameless boss.