Conan: Ke Xue’s daily life in the world of elderly care

Chapter 11 The world is declining!



The room was well soundproofed. Sitting in the room, Zhu Fu Jingguang could only hear the breathing of himself and the other person, not even the chirping of birds in the early morning outside.

In the silence, Zhu Fu Jingguang pursed his lips tightly and stared into Tang Muqing's light brown eyes without saying a word.

The other person was only in his early twenties. He spoke with a half-smile, and his peach blossom eyes curved in a seductive arc. He looked like a veteran who had been in love for many years. He said these words clearly and without any subtlety. Word.

For a man like me who first studied in the police academy and then worked as an undercover agent in an organization, emotionally...

That person is indeed a veteran.

Zhu Fu Jingguang had rich experience in disguise. He smiled and nodded without changing his expression, "Of course, this is also my duty."

"Ah...ok." Tang Muqing nodded with a smile, pulled out the drawer under the coffee table, took out a piece of paper and placed it in front of Zhu Fu Jingguang, then took out a pen, "Name, phone number, email address ,Bank card number."

Tang Muqing stretched, staggered towards the bedroom, and said softly: "Put the car keys and cash in the drawer at the entrance. Use them as you wish. I'm going to take a nap now."

Having said this, Tang Muqing turned his head and looked at the man sitting upright on the sofa. After a long silence, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Does the job of a life assistant include putting him to sleep?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang:? ? ?

What did he hear? !

The man turned his head in surprise and looked at Tang Muqing with a strange look in his eyes.

What does it mean to put someone to sleep?

Patted to sleep like a baby?

Or……

Tang Muqing couldn't help but lower his eyes and chuckle, waving his hands, "It's okay, we can develop it, although I don't need this service for the time being."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bedroom door was gently closed, but it didn't sound like it was locked.

Tang Muqing walked to the bed with half-closed eyes, rolled up, covered himself with quilt and closed his eyes.

Suddenly he discovered the benefit of someone approaching him with unknown intentions.

That is, no matter how much the waves wave, they will not run away on their own.

As long as the other party does not get the information they want, they will never run away. There is only tolerance for their occasional arrogant words or even excessive actions.

Tang Muqing was about to touch his mobile phone to play a hypnotic game for a while, when he suddenly touched a mobile phone that looked like a brick.

Tang Muqing:...

Tang Muqing stared at the ceiling, "Okay, when you wake up, go take the money and throw it at your smartphone."

He only has a name as the boss, right?

After thinking for a long time, Tang Muqing got up from the bed, took out a knife from the bedside table and looked at it. After trying the blade, he gestured and put it on his neck, with a calm expression on his face, "I want the technical data of the smartphone. I want it." Otherwise, if you kill yourself again, remember, I want everything."

Try, try that crazy time traveler administrator to ignore him.

If you take care of it, everything will be fine. If you don't take care of it...

What else can I do if I ignore it?

If he doesn't care, he just throws away money. As long as he throws away enough money, he can always get top technicians to work for him to make mobile phones!

And he, Tang Muqing, has plenty of money!

……

Outside the door, Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned for a long time, and finally came to his senses and wrote his pseudonym and temporary information on the thin piece of paper.

He naturally took on the role of a life butler. After looking around the house, he opened the refrigerator and wine cabinet and took a closer look. He wrote down the things he needed to buy in a notebook. Finally, he clicked on the mailbox to check the notes from Tang Mu and Chengfa.

No onions, ginger, garlic, no dairy products...

There are two thousand words of scattered records, which reveal the picky and noble character of this young master everywhere.

Zhu Fu Jingguang silently recorded it, opened the drawer and took out the car keys, and took out two more coins from a wad of money. He turned around and went out with the keys, heading to the nearest convenience store, trying to establish a good relationship with the target person on the first day of work. .

When Zhu Fu Jingguang came out of the convenience store, he saw a very familiar vehicle as soon as he turned the corner.

The black vehicle was parked next to the road, turning a deaf ear to the honking of passing vehicles, and wisps of smoke drifted out of the cracked window.

His steps paused slightly, and when he walked to the car, a black leather-wrapped palm appeared from the car, holding a half-burned cigarette between his fingers.

Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes, naturally opened the door and got into the car, holding the purchased items in his arms.

"how do you feel?"

The man raised the car window, chewed a cigarette and looked in the rearview mirror through the car window. His voice was low, with an indelible coldness.

Hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and said, "It won't be half an hour, what do you want me to say?"

Having said this, Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyes and stared at the half of his head that could be vaguely seen in front of him, as well as the long hair hanging down in the gap, "Gin?"

It seems that he underestimated Tang Muqing, but he was able to make Ginjiu, a busy man, put down his things and run over...

Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly recalled Tang Muqing's information in his mind again. It seemed that apart from the inheritance in his hand, there was nothing extra that could attract the organization's attention.

But having money is indeed enough reason, and I...

It is true that they are not here to monitor, but to observe and confirm whether Tang Muqing has a brain.

"I'm warning you, don't accidentally kill him." Gin sneered, throwing the cigarette butt out of the car window with an extremely cold voice.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the invoice from the shopping bag, scanned it line by line and sneered, "What? That young master looks so good to your liking? There is actually..."

Well, something needs to be mosaic.

He, Gin, refreshed his impression of Scotland.

The long-haired man couldn't help but stretched out his hand and opened the rearview mirror. He looked at the man sitting in the back row through the reflection of the mirror. His cold eyes seemed to have a strange and imperceptible look at this moment.

On the side, the man in sunglasses holding the steering wheel also turned his head and looked at the man in the back seat with strange eyes through his sunglasses.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyes and met Qinjiu's eyes. Thousands of words gathered in his chest, but he couldn't say any of them.

I held it in until the end, and it seemed that only the word "speechless" was left.

"I'm not interested in him, but he might be interested in me." Zhu Fujing's expression remained unchanged as he took out the receipt and stuffed it into his pocket, "Of course, if you want to monitor him personally, I think he will be happier. "

With that said, Zhu Fu Jingguang rolled his eyes in his heart, opened the car door, turned around and got out of the car.

Go on your own if you have the ability. Let's see if Gin can hold back his anger and not draw his gun if the brat sprays him in the face with obscene words!

I don’t know that accidentally clearing Tang Mu in order to preserve his innocence does not count as a mission failure.

Still grabbing small tickets?

His little housekeeper has to keep the receipts with him!

In the rearview mirror, the man's tall back gradually faded away, and finally turned into the parking lot next to it and disappeared.

Gin glanced up, then looked back at the phone.

"Big brother-"

The man in the driver's seat turned around and yelled before he was interrupted. Gin raised his hand slightly and raised his chin after reading the content of the email carefully, "Go to Kyoto."

"Okay, big brother." The man responded, started the vehicle and quickly drove into the traffic, but he couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Is that young master really charming?"

The world is in decline!


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