Chapter 16 This Big Brother is a Good Person (Requesting monthly votes)
“?” The little girl smacked her lips.
A mouthful of dirt and blood.
She felt something was off and opened her eyes in confusion.
Jiang Xia stood up and casually flicked her forehead: “Don’t take advantage of others just because you’re young.”
The little girl was stunned, her face flushing as she retorted: “I, I just wanted to thank you!… That’s how they do it on TV!”
Jiang Xia was unmoved: “Nonsense, you clearly just craved my face.”
The girl felt guilty but said loudly: “I did not!”
Jiang Xia ignored her Refutation, took a drag from his extinguished cigarette, and slowly exhaled a non-existent puff of smoke:
“Don’t just kiss people casually. It’s only because I’m more lenient today; if it were someone who held grudges, they’d definitely send you to the Police station for public indecency.”
The little girl: “!”
She hadn't studied law yet, and no one had taught her that “children can break the law casually.”
At this moment, she was intimidated by Jiang Xia’s serious demeanor, remembering the gang leaders in prison from TV dramas, and was quite scared, not daring to speak as she looked at her fingertips.
After a while, she apologized softly: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
Jiang Xia nodded, his tone lenient: “Mm, be careful next time.”
The little girl’s heart, which had been suspended in mid-air, returned to her chest.
She slowly revealed a simple smile that said, “You really won’t arrest me? You’re truly a good person!”
Conan, who had been silently observing the entire process: “…”
Although…
But…
Sigh… Forget it.
He sat down, covering his throbbing veins.
Just now, when he saw the little girl’s “sudden attack” on Jiang Xia, and Jiang Xia suddenly swung the baseball bat, Conan almost jumped up.
He was afraid that Jiang Xia had gotten addicted to hitting people and, unable to control himself, would give the little girl a whack too, directly sending the hostage away.
Fortunately, Jiang Xia didn’t strike.
He only mentally tormented the child.
…
Jiang Xia tossed aside the baseball bat and carefully put away the remaining ghost mint.
Then he looked at the messy warehouse and took out his phone.
Jiang Xia had Mouri Kogoro’s phone number and also remembered Mouri Ran’s number.
Mouri Ran had written the number on a slip of paper and practically forced it on him, saying that since they lived so close, they should help each other, and he could call them for help or even just to chat.
Although Jiang Xia had never dialed the Mouri family’s number, he did remember it.
No choice, his memory was just too good…
However, currently, Jiang Xia shouldn’t know that “Conan” was related to Mouri Kogoro.
Although scaring Kudo Shinichi would be quite interesting, Jiang Xia didn’t want to mess up.
After all, he really did have quite a few connections with the Black Organization.
And Conan’s ability to distinguish between good and evil had always been strong.
Now, in this special phase where “Conan sees everyone as Gin’s accomplice,” it was indeed better to be cautious.
…
So Jiang Xia turned to the two children and asked for their parents’ phone numbers.
The little girl, eager to atone for her mistake, quickly rattled off a string of numbers, then looked up, shyly waiting for praise.
Jiang Xia praised her.
Then, while the little girl was emitting imaginary pink bubbles, he called her dad and briefly explained the situation in the warehouse.
Of course, he didn’t forget to add a little artistic embellishment to the part about beating up the kidnappers.
…
The parents and Mouri Kogoro, not far from the school, arrived quickly.
The Police also arrived simultaneously—as soon as the delinquents entered the school, the gatekeeper secretly called the Police, saving them the trouble of calling.
Facing the Police, Jiang Xia hid his cigarette butt, put on the demeanor of a good student, and insisted that he was passing by the school when he heard cries for help, which was why he brought people in.
Upon hearing that they were there to rescue someone, the Police indeed didn’t pursue the matter of illegally entering the school.
They even praised them a few times, hoping they would continue to uphold the excellent tradition of helping others. They just asked them not to beat the culprits so badly next time; knocking them down would suffice.
Mouri Ran saw Jiang Xia and happily walked over to greet him.
Although Jiang Xia was standing next to a group of delinquents with multi-colored hair, which made Mouri Ran, like any law-abiding good student, a bit nervous.
But as soon as she heard that the delinquents were all there to help rescue someone, Mouri Ran felt a little guilty, secretly thinking that she shouldn’t have judged them by their appearance earlier.
…
Mouri Ran didn’t stay at the school for too long and quickly took Conan to a nearby clinic—Conan had been hit on the head by the kidnapper with a baseball bat, bleeding, which looked quite alarming.
Jiang Xia watched them leave, feeling that it wasn’t a big deal.
Kudo Shinichi’s combat strength could be ignored, but he was particularly resilient, the reason unknown…
…
In the school’s abandoned warehouse.
The little girl’s dad, after excitedly hugging his recovered daughter for a while, walked over and solemnly thanked Jiang Xia.
Then he handed him a check.
Mouri Kogoro stood nearby, staring longingly at the commission that originally belonged to him, feeling a bit sad.
But he also felt it wasn’t appropriate to snatch it from a junior. Fortunately, the wealthy man had given him a substantial deposit earlier…
Jiang Xia looked at the check, still didn’t decline, took it, and put it away. He planned to cash it when the bank opened and distribute it among his subordinates.
…
Although the delinquents couldn’t cruise the streets as planned, they participated in rescuing the kidnapped little girl and were very satisfied with today’s adventure.
In front of a group of Police officers, the delinquents also found it inappropriate to bring up late-night racing again.
So, the group imitated their leader, trying hard to act like good students, and left as if school had just ended.
Jiang Xia also planned to go home.
However, just as he got on his motorcycle, he noticed something was wrong with the bike.
Jiang Xia stopped the bike and pushed it forward a bit, discovering that the rear tire had developed a bulge at some point.
Jiang Xia: “…”
He looked back at the fresh tire marks in the warehouse, realizing that the tire was probably damaged when he broke through the window earlier. He sighed softly.
…Being a hero indeed comes with a cost.
Fortunately, his subordinates had all gone far away.
No one saw the hero’s hidden hardships.
…
With a bulging tire, the chance of a blowout was very high, so it wasn’t good to ride it anymore.
But fortunately, Jiang Xia’s bike broke down every other day, so he was very experienced, and his Mindset was very calm.
Jiang Xia pushed his motorcycle out of the school and walked towards the repair shop in a very Zen-like manner.
