Model worker and his little darling

Because the older man's punches couldn't keep up, Conan was exceptionally unruly today, jumping around the crime scene.

The uncle angrily gave Pingqing a wink, and Pingqing's eyes lit up. This was a field he had never tried before.

He breathed on his fist, then quietly walked behind Conan and punched him in the head, instantly creating a huge bump.

"Ouch...it hurts so much."

Seeing Conan crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face, Ping Qing felt like he had reached his peak at that moment. No wonder the uncle liked beating up Conan so much, it was so satisfying!

The older man chuckled, "Hmph, that brat deserves a beating."

Only Ran felt sorry for Conan, so she took him aside and comforted his wounded heart, saying, "Whew, the pain is gone."

Soon, Inspector Megure arrived, looking at Uncle Mori with a disgruntled expression.

After understanding what happened, they asked for an answer: "Brother Mori, Brother Taira, what do you think about this?"

"The waterway here goes around all the private rooms, so the prisoner may have come here by water to commit the murder."

After listening to Uncle Mori's words, Inspector Megure nodded and immediately asked Takagi to inquire with the people in the other private rooms whether they had seen anyone pass by the waterway.

“Inspector Megure, when I heard the receptionist scream, I saw the professor next door getting dressed. There was caviar on his shirt, and the deceased also had caviar on his hands. I think he is the murderer.”

Inspector Megure stared at Hirakiyo with his deadpan eyes. "So you've already tampered with the crime scene?"

Pingqing shook his head innocently and immediately pointed to Conan next to him, "He was the one causing the damage. I only saw it when I went in to look for him."

Seeing the large bump on Conan's head, Inspector Megure's lips twitched. He knew Conan's nature, and immediately ordered someone to bring the professor over for questioning.

The professor denied it, saying, "I stayed in the private room the whole time. My glasses fell off, and I looked for them for a long time. Oh, and I closed the window. I think the people next door must have heard me."

Uncle Mori nodded; they had indeed heard the sound.

Inspector Megure then looked at Hirakiyo, wondering what to do next.

Hirakiyo's lips twitched. Inspector Megure was pushing his luck.

"Use a recorder for the sound, and if you want to close the window, just make a small mechanism."

After speaking, Pingqing stood next to the uncle. He had given all the key evidence, and the rest was up to Inspector Megure.

Finally, Conan ran to the professor and innocently said, "Uncle, I think you hid under the food delivery boat to get to Box 8, since it would have been easy for you to hide there."

After a group of people described his methods in great detail, the professor cried, knelt down, and repented three times.

Just as Inspector Megure was about to leave with the culprit, Hirai walked over.

"Officer, I think you should give me half of your salary."

Upon hearing this, Inspector Megure's eyes widened. This kid actually dared to covet his salary.

"Look, every time there's a murder case, it's me or Uncle Mori who solves it. That's the most important part. All you have to do when you arrive at the scene is take the person away. If you don't want that, just have the Metropolitan Police Department pay us a salary."

Uncle Mori, who was standing nearby, thought it made sense; he had solved all those cases. But he still sternly reprimanded Heikichi, saying, "As good citizens, it's our duty to help the police solve cases."

Then he leaned close to Inspector Megure's ear and said, "Actually, I think what Taira Kiyoshi said makes sense."

Seeing the intense gazes of the two men, Inspector Megure coughed. "Brother Mori, Brother Taira, I'll treat you to a good meal sometime. Brother Taira, you could work for the Metropolitan Police Department. I heard you studied computer science, and the cybersecurity department really needs someone like you."

Pingqing blinked. "Officer, is it really a good idea for you to invite a terrorist to work at the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Officer, I really want to go, but I'm a bit lazy and don't want to clock in every day. However, if you need my help, I'm always ready to assist you."

Inspector Megure nodded. "As for your contributions, I will report them, and the Metropolitan Police Department will reward you."

Hearing this, the two men released Inspector Megure with satisfaction, allowing him to leave with his men.

Conan, eavesdropping at my feet: ...

My uncle and Ping Qingzhen are shameless. He solved most of the cases, but these two actually took credit for his work.

Uncle Mori patted Hirakiyo on the shoulder, "Young people's minds work fast."

Pingqing chuckled and helped Uncle Mori out the door.

……

Two weeks later, Vodka sent Pingqing an address and asked him to come over.

Upon arrival, Pingqing discovered that this was yet another base, and one that was very well hidden.

Upon entering, Pingqing saw several people sitting in the hall.

"Oh my, little darling, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Upon hearing this voice, Ping Qing knew that the person was the organization's alluring and ever-changing enchantress—Vermouth.

"Sister, you're back. Why didn't you tell me you were going to Japan?" Pingqing complained. Her parents were always so secretive.

Vermouth pulled up to look at Hirakiyo carefully. "Hmm, looks like you're doing well in Japan. Your disguise skills have improved too. So, has Gin bullied you?"

Pingqing glanced at Gin's expressionless face, then tearfully complained to Vermouth, "Sister, Gin has assigned me so many tasks, I'm exhausted."

Vodka stared at Pingqing with a resentful look, wondering how he could say such shameless things. He realized that Vermouth was also Pingqing's backer.

Vermouth could tell at a glance that Hirakiyo wasn't telling the truth, and it seemed that Gin's underlings had all been enslaved by Hirakiyo. She smiled and gave Hirakiyo a thumbs up.

Ping Qing smiled smugly, and seeing that there were no outsiders present, he revealed his true appearance: a handsome blond man.

"Oh my, I still like Qingqing's face the most." After saying that, she kissed Pingqing on the cheek.

Pingqing reached out and wiped off Vermouth's lipstick, then sat down next to her.

"Sisters, what are you discussing?"

"I asked Gin to find me a few identities, and I'm looking at which one is suitable. Little Qingqing, can you help your older sister choose one?"

Vodka, standing to the side, felt goosebumps rising all over his body as he listened to Vermouth's voice, but seeing that his older brother and Ping Qing had no reaction, he didn't dare to speak.

Heiji picked up the documents on the table and started looking at them. They were all about people from Teitan High School. Soon, he saw a familiar name—Shin-Ide Tomoaki.

Which one does your sister like?

"It's this one you're looking at now. His father died, and his stepmother was arrested. It's normal for him to change a bit. It's a good opportunity to get close to that woman in the FBI."

Ping Qing raised an eyebrow. Sure enough, what was bound to happen had finally happened.

Just a few days ago, Uncle Mori visited Dr. Araide's house. Speaking of which, Uncle Mori has really had a lot of bad luck lately.

"The newspapers said that a timed electrocution device caused Yoshiteru Araide's death, but the truth is that the murderer set a trap, and the maid pulled the switch to electrocute Yoshiteru Araide. The change of story was mainly to protect the maid Hikari, who was unaware of the truth."