Chapter 16: This Big Brother is a Good Person (Requesting Monthly Tickets) ()

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"?" The little girl smacked her lips.

A taste of dirt and blood.

Feeling that something was wrong, she opened her eyes in confusion.

Jiang Xia stood up and flicked her forehead casually. "Don't take advantage of others just because you're young."

The little girl froze, her face flushing red as she retorted, "I—I just wanted to thank you!...That's how it always happens on TV!"

Jiang Xia remained unmoved. "Nonsense. You clearly just wanted to get a look at my face."

The girl felt guilty but spoke loudly, "I did not!"

Ignoring her protest, Jiang Xia took a drag of the extinguished cigarette and slowly exhaled a non-existent cloud of smoke.

"Don't just kiss people randomly. You're lucky I'm being lenient today. If it were someone more litigious, they'd definitely send you to the station on a charge of public indecency."

The little girl: "!"

She hadn't studied law yet, and no one had taught her that "children can break the law whenever they want."

At this moment, intimidated by Jiang Xia's serious expression and remembering the underworld bosses in prison from TV dramas, she was terrified and didn't dare speak, staring at her fingertips.

After a long moment, she apologized in a small voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Jiang Xia nodded, his tone lenient. "Mm, pay attention next time."

The little girl's heart, which had been suspended in mid-air, settled back into her chest.

A simple, innocent smile spread across her face, as if saying, *'You're really not going to arrest me? You're such a good person!'*

Conan, who had been silently watching the entire process from the side: "..."

Although...

But...

Sigh... forget it.

He sat down, clutching his throbbing temples.

Just now, when he saw the little girl's "sudden attack" on Jiang Xia and watched Jiang Xia swing the baseball bat, Conan had nearly jumped out of his skin.

He was afraid Jiang Xia would get addicted to hitting people and lose control, swinging the bat at the little girl and sending the hostage straight to the afterlife.

Fortunately, Jiang Xia hadn't struck her.

He had only inflicted psychological trauma on the child.

...

Jiang Xia tossed the bat aside and carefully packed away the remaining catnip.

Then, looking at the messy warehouse, he took out his phone.

Jiang Xia had Kogoro Mouri's number, and he also remembered Ran Mouri's.

She had once scribbled the number on a piece of paper and shoved it into his hands, saying that since they lived close by, they should help each other out—they could call for help if something happened, or just call to chat if they were bored.

Although Jiang Xia had never once called the Mouri residence, he had indeed memorized the number.

There was no helping it; his memory was simply too good...

However, for the time being, Jiang Xia shouldn't let it be known that he knew "Conan" was related to Kogoro Mouri.

While teasing Kudo-kun would be quite amusing, Jiang Xia didn't want to play a game he couldn't control.

After all, he truly had significant connections to the Black Organization.

And Conan's ability to distinguish between "red" and "black" was consistently strong.

In this current special phase where "Conan sees everyone as a Gin accomplice," it was better to remain cautious.

...

Thus, Jiang Xia turned to the two children and asked for their parents' phone numbers.

Eager to redeem herself, the little girl quickly rattled off a string of digits, then lifted her head shyly, waiting for praise.

Jiang Xia gave her a bit of praise.

Then, while the little girl was floating in her own imaginary pink bubbles, he called her father and briefly explained the situation in the warehouse.

Of course, he didn't forget to apply a little "artistic processing" to the part about beating up the kidnappers.

...

The parents were not far from the school, and Kogoro Mouri arrived shortly after.

The police arrived simultaneously—the delinquents had just entered the school grounds when the security guard discreetly called them, saving them the trouble of reporting it themselves.

Facing the police, Jiang Xia hid his cigarette butt and put on the persona of a model student, insisting that he had heard cries for help while passing by the school, which was why he had led his group inside.

Upon hearing that they were there to rescue people, the police indeed did not pursue the matter of trespassing.

They even offered a few words of praise, hoping they would continue their fine tradition of being helpful citizens—though they suggested not beating the criminals quite so badly next time, implying they should just incapacitate them.

Seeing Jiang Xia, Ran Mouri walked over happily to greet him.

Even though Jiang Xia was standing next to a group of delinquents with multicolored hair—which made Ran, like any law-abiding student, feel a bit nervous—she felt a sense of guilt upon hearing that they were all there to help. She secretly thought she shouldn't have judged them by their appearance.

...

Ran Mouri didn't stay at the school for long; she quickly took Conan to a nearby clinic—Conan's head was covered in blood from being struck by the kidnapper's bat, and he looked quite frightening.

Jiang Xia watched them leave, feeling it wasn't a major issue.

Shinichi Kudo's combat prowess was negligible, but he was incredibly durable for reasons unknown...

...

Inside the school's abandoned warehouse.

The little girl's father, after emotionally embracing his long-lost daughter for a while, walked over to thank Jiang Xia solemnly.

Then, he handed him a check.

Standing to the side, Kogoro Mouri watched the commission that should have been his with a look of heartache.

But he was too embarrassed to snatch it from a junior. Fortunately, the wealthy client had given him a substantial deposit earlier...

Jiang Xia looked at the check and, true to his word, did not refuse. He took it and put it away, planning to cash it once the banks opened so he could distribute it among his subordinates.

...

Although the delinquents couldn't go out for a midnight joyride as planned, they were very satisfied with their participation in rescuing the kidnapped girl.

In front of a group of police officers, it wasn't appropriate for the delinquents to bring up midnight racing.

So, the group followed their leader's lead, trying their best to act like good students, and dispersed as if they were just leaving school after class.

Jiang Xia also intended to go home.

However, just as he mounted his motorcycle, he realized something was wrong.

Jiang Xia stopped the bike and pushed it forward slightly, only to find that the rear tire had developed a bulge at some point.

Jiang Xia: "..."

He looked back at the fresh tire tracks in the warehouse and realized that the moment they had smashed through the window, the tire had likely been damaged. He let out a faint sigh.

...Being a messenger of justice truly came with a cost.

Fortunately, his subordinates had already walked far away.

No one saw the hardships behind the hero.

...

A bulged tire has a high risk of blowing out, making it unsafe to ride.

But fortunately, Jiang Xia's bike broke down every few days; he was very experienced and maintained a very peaceful mindset.

Jiang Xia pushed his motorcycle away from the school, walking toward the repair shop with a very zen attitude.

(End of Chapter)