Model worker and his little darling

Pingqing was busy until after 3 a.m. before he finally finished meeting with everyone in the training camp. It was another day of hard work, even though there were quite a few times he could slack off in between.

Vodka messaged that the car had arrived at the door. Pingqing walked out and saw Gin coming out from the other side of the corridor. He glanced at Gin, wondering where he was hiding and peeking.

After getting into the car, Ping Qing rubbed his temples. This method of observing the subject through speech, actions, and psychological cues, and then gathering information based on the subject's feedback to deduce the result, can also be used for interrogation, but it's really mentally and visually taxing.

He's exhausted himself today; he needs to go back and eat something good to replenish himself.

He reached out and took out a lollipop; the candy could calm him down.

Seeing Gin take out a lighter to light his cigarette, Pingqing took the opportunity to slip him a lollipop, staring wide-eyed at the soon-to-be-angry Gin: "Big brother, smoking is bad for your health. I'm still young and don't want to inhale secondhand smoke."

Although Gin is a heavy smoker, he doesn't smell of smoke much on him; instead, he has a cool, aloof scent, and it's unclear what kind of perfume he's wearing.

Gin ignored him.

Pingqing leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes as he recalled what he had just seen.

"Amuro Tooru and Morofushi Kagemitsu are from the same place, and they sometimes share similar little habits. His girlfriend probably knows Moroboshi Dai's true identity. Tomita Toshiyuki, Fukuda Shunichiro, Yamamura Naoto, and Kojima Keiko are involved in yakuza. Nishimura Yumi is likely with the CIA..."

After saying that, she ignored Gin, who was radiating murderous intent, and fell asleep, eventually collapsing onto Gin.

Upon arriving at Base 5, Gin looked at the soundly sleeping Hirai, sighed, and carried him into the base.

Vodka: I should be under the car, not inside it.

Pingqing slept straight through until noon the next day, only to be woken up by hunger.

Ping Qing sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes, and looked around in confusion. How did he end up sleeping in bed? He was clearly asleep on the sofa last time.

No no no no!

Could it be that Gin carried him to bed?

I patted my face and thought, "Never mind, my stomach is more important. Time to get up."

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Gin thoughtfully removed the disguise from him!

After changing his face again, Heishi ran out to see Gin, only to find Gin and Vodka having dinner.

Pingqing: Could it be that they just woke up too? Aren't they supposed to be the two workaholics who only sleep two hours a day?

Pingqing ran over and approached Gin.

"Qin-chan~~~, you're so kind. You truly are my dearest older brother. You carried me to bed and even thoughtfully removed my disguise. I will definitely repay you in the future."

Gin slapped the large face in front of him and said calmly, "Perfect, there are still a few people you need to meet." He then casually tossed the documents next to him onto Hirai's face.

Pingqing: Can I take back what I just said?

Vodka: I seem a bit superfluous.

"Koto-chan~~~, can I rest for two days before meeting these people? I still need to take Sherry to meet her sister."

……

The next few days

Pingqing: See the undercover agent, see the undercover agent, pick up Shirley, see the undercover agent, see the undercover agent...

On the way back to base, Ping Qing thought about the people he had met recently. He had to admit, everyone in the organization was handsome and beautiful. Wearing a black overcoat, they exuded an air of mystery.

Any two of them could be made into a TV series, especially people like Gin, Shuichi Akai, and Tooru Amuro. If they stood on stage, the audience would faint and instantly become mom fans or girlfriend fans.

Speaking of which, the person he admires the most is Amuro Tooru. He can even say something as ridiculous as liking him. No wonder he's been an undercover agent for the longest time.

Hmm... this seems like something we could do...

Pingqing was immersed in his own fantasy, and the smile on his face became increasingly distorted.

The driver in front, seeing Ping Qing's smile, felt a little scared; her smile was like that of a devil. But this was a personal order from Vodka, and he'd heard she was Gin's beloved woman—he couldn't afford to offend her.

He made up his mind: he would go back and apply to be transferred to another location as a driver.

Upon arriving at the base, they found that Vodka was already waiting.

"Let's go, your older brother is waiting for you."

Driver: The legends are all true!

"What are you waiting for me to do? Is there anything else you need me to do?" Pingqing asked, puzzled.

"Big Brother and Rum are in a meeting. You can go in by yourself."

Pingqing walked into the conference room in a daze, leaving only Vodka waiting outside.

He wasn't even qualified for this kind of meeting; he didn't know what kind of status Yu Lu had to be allowed in.

As soon as Pingqing entered the conference room, he saw Gin sitting and smoking, facing the screen in front of him. It turned out to be a video conference. He had thought Rum had gone back to Japan.

"Kiyoshi Kodaira, it seems you've been having a great time in Japan lately," an aged voice said.

"Grandpa, you're here too. I've been having a terrible time lately. Gin made me meet with people from the training camp, and I was busy until 3 a.m. Then Gin gave me such a long list, and I've been busy looking for undercover agents these past few days."

Heikiri, using a combination of words and gestures, recounted Gin's misdeeds to the BOSS. Completely different from his usual behavior in front of Gin, Heikiri acted like a well-behaved child at this moment.

Gin: Isn't he being too nice to this kid?

"Haha, Kiyoshi Kodaira, you've been exploited by Gin. I'll help you get revenge later."

"Uncle Rum, it's alright. Gin is just thinking about the organization."

Gin: His fists are itching again.

"Haha, how many undercover agents did Kodaira Kiyoshi find in Japan this time?"

“Uncle Rum, you should ask how many aren’t undercover agents. Right now, the organization has not only agents from the FBI, CIA, Japanese Public Security Bureau, and German BND, but also from the Yamaguchi-gumi, Mudsan-kai, and Sumiyoshi-kai. And some of our people have already been turned.”

The more Taira Kiyoshi spoke, the stronger the murderous intent emanating from Gin became.

"Good, good, good, Deng Xiaoping did a good job in his clean-up."

Hearing the praise from the old man, Pingqing nodded frantically in agreement.

"Gin, you can handle these undercover agents as you see fit."

Upon hearing the BOSS's order, Gin nodded and replied, "Yes."

"Grandpa, I have an idea. Look at all those people, they're all so good-looking. Let's start an entertainment company, put them all on the big screen, give them more roles, make them famous, and make money for us. Then, with fans, we can sell their merchandise, make even more money, and control public opinion."

Pingqing talked as he walked, becoming more and more excited, as if he could already see his grand ambitions.

"We can give them some false information in normal times and let them play by themselves. Or, we can disguise those who oppose us as our people and let them investigate, then we can watch them fight like dogs."

“If there’s any activity going on, they can attract the public’s attention and cover for us. But once they become famous, it’s not easy for them to continue using that identity. Even if they’re ugly, it doesn’t matter; they can just get plastic surgery and change their appearance to become famous.”

He patted Gin on the shoulder and said, "Gin-chan~~, I think you completely crush those people with your abilities. I've even thought of a cheering slogan for you: 'Go crazy for Gin-chan, be crazy for Gin-chan, bang your head against the wall for Gin-chan.' As long as you nod, believe me, you will definitely become the most popular one."

After Pingqing finished speaking and saw that the others did not react, he ran to the screen and asked, "Grandpa, what do you think?"

"Hmm, that's interesting. Some of the suggestions are worth considering. Since this idea was proposed by Kiyoshi Kodaira, why don't you take charge of this matter?"