Model worker and his little darling

"Thank goodness, Mr. Shiraku, I'm so glad you're alright."

"Grandpa, did you put the disk in Xiaolan's bag?"

Shiraku nodded. "Those are Mihana Construction's ledgers."

"That's strange, I don't have a disk in my bag."

Seeing that Ran was about to search her bag again, Hirakiyo naturally took it and even had Inspector Megure check it himself, confirming that there was indeed no disk.

Inspector Megure stroked his chin. "Could it be that after Mr. Shitara got out of the car, someone sat next to Ran, found the disk, and then stole it?"

Conan stood to the side, deep in thought. Inspector Megure had mentioned one possibility: Ran might have been stolen on the way. After Ran went to the hospital, there were only the four of them in the ward, and at that time, none of them knew about the disk.

Suddenly remembering that Pingqing had received a phone call, Conan looked at Pingqing. Could it be him? But Pingqing had been with them the whole time and hadn't done anything strange on the way.

Noticing Conan's gaze, Hirai asked in confusion, "Conan, why are you looking at me like that?"

Conan, with his hands in his pockets and head down, asked, "Brother Pingqing, you were standing behind Ran-neechan, right? I remember Ran-neechan's bag was right next to me."

Heiji looked at Conan in shock. "You're doubting me?"

Ran grabbed Conan's arm, saying, "Hira-kiyoshi-nii, I'm sorry. Conan, how could you say that?"

Hirakiyo walked straight to Takagi, opened his arms, and said, "Come on, search him."

Having no other option, Takagi had to conduct a body search on Hirakiyo, and naturally, he found nothing.

Conan was a little embarrassed. "Brother Pingqing, I'm sorry, but a detective has to make bold assumptions and carefully verify them."

Pingqing snorted, turned her face away, and looked very sad.

If someone were to give their heart away and be doubted like this, they would definitely be heartbroken. Even though they were only using these people, they still had to keep up the pretense.

Ugh, this is such a hassle. I should have just had the system create a fake one and put it in there.

Inspector Megure stroked his chin. "In that case, it's only possible that it was taken between Mr. Shitara getting out of the car and Ran arriving at the hospital. But that would make the investigation difficult. Alright, it's getting late. I'll have Takagi take you home."

Along the way, Conan tried to talk to Hira, even acting cute, but Hira ignored him.

Seeing that Ran still wanted to speak up for Conan, Hirai gave her a look.

Once downstairs, Heisei patted Conan's big head. "Okay, I'm not angry."

Seeing the playful smiles of Hirai and Ran, Conan realized he had been tricked and jumped up and down in a frenzy, "Hirai-nii, you're so mean! Ran-neechan too!"

"I'm upright and honest, so I'm not afraid of your suspicions. In the end, you'll find out my innocence. But if you have a sensitive friend who suspects you like this, you might not be able to be friends anymore."

Pingqing spoke these words with an air of righteous indignation.

Conan took Hirai's words to heart. It's very upsetting to be suspected, especially by people close to you. Next time he encounters this situation, he will secretly investigate and clear their names.

Ignoring what Conan was imagining, Pingqing pulled Ran aside and whispered something to her.

"Ran, didn't you think Conan looked a lot like Shinichi Kudo just now? Do you think they might..."

Ran glanced at Conan, who was looking down, and said, "Hira, do you think so too? But once when Shinichi and I were on the phone, Conan was right next to us, and I felt..."

Seeing Ran's sadness, Hirai quickly comforted her, "Maybe we're overthinking it. Next time Shinichi Kudo calls, just check where Conan is and you'll know."

When Conan finished his contemplation, he noticed Ran and Hirai whispering to each other, and Ran looked very sad, so he immediately stood between the two of them.

"Sister Xiaolan, Brother Pingqing, what are you talking about?"

Ping Qing looked at the jealous king with a smile, "That's a secret."

Come on, let me see how you're going to protect your identity this time.

Since Pingqing didn't say anything, Conan could only look at Ran with a pitiful expression, "Ran-neechan..."

"Alright, it's getting late. You should go upstairs now and remember to close the doors and windows. We need to visit Uncle in the hospital tomorrow."

Ran nodded, then pulled Conan away.

Pingqing pushed open the door and found no one inside. He casually tossed his coat onto the sofa and prepared to find something to eat to appease his rumbling stomach.

He's really curious about what Ran and Conan will discover, and what methods Conan will use to fool Ran. He really wants to go and watch the drama unfold.

To his surprise, a figure appeared as he turned around. Pingqing kicked at it, but the kick was blocked. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the figure was Gin.

Ping Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Gin with a distorted expression. "How is it you? You scared me to death! Are you a ghost? You walk without making a sound."

Gin slapped Hirakiyo on the head, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Heiji bypassed Gin and started eating a box of cookies. "I thought you had already left."

Where's the hard drive?

"I got it. Is this important?" Pingqing asked curiously.

"It contains records of bribery, underground deals, and organizational transactions between Mihan Construction and politicians. If the police find out, it could cause some trouble."

After eating and drinking his fill, Pingqing stretched, sat cross-legged on the sofa with his computer, and got back to work.

Upon opening the disk, he discovered it was password protected, so his slender fingers began typing rapidly on the keyboard, producing a string of complex code.

Gin sat down and watched Hirakiyo work. About ten minutes later, a document popped up on the computer.

"Inside are two bills from Mihua Construction Company. One is the external account, and the other is the real account encrypted with symbols. Take a look for yourself."

After saying that, he handed the computer to Gin, then slumped onto the sofa. He was tired and sleepy.

Gin watched for a while, then picked up Hirakiyo who was lying on the sofa and continued working.

Under Gin's command, Taira Kiyoshi hacked into several more companies, stole a lot of confidential information, and sent it to the intelligence team.

Working until the early hours of the morning, Pingqing tossed his computer aside, rubbed his temples, and said that this kind of mental work gave him a headache; he would rather go out and kill or set fires.

No, too many brain cells died tonight. He needs to rest well and make proper arrangements for the tasks ahead.

By the way, Touko seems to be quite free lately, even having time to meddle in minor hospital matters. Let him investigate the FBI.

Thinking of this, Hirakiyo immediately sent a message to Touko, saying that FBI agent Shuichi Akai and Jodie had entered the country. Anyway, Jodie was here, so Shuichi Akai wouldn't be far behind.

Gin then issued a number of missions: rob those who were to rob, extort those who were to extort, and acquire those who were to acquire.

Turning her head, she found Pingqing staring blankly at the ceiling. She patted his face and said, "Go to bed."

Pingqing hummed in response, but made no move.

After lying there for a while, Pingqing finally stood up and saw Gin smoking by the window. He went over and leaned against him.

"Koto-chan~, go to sleep early. You should sleep in my room, I'll sleep next door."

Gin threw away his cigarette, and seeing that Hirakiyo was about to leave, he pulled him into his arms and stroked Hirakiyo's chin.