NOVEL WEB Chapter 130 Are you sick?
"But how did you know the bandit group was there?"
Vodka finally couldn't bear the quiet atmosphere and asked while driving, "Brother also paid attention to their news a few days ago, but later found it a bit boring and gave up."
Tang Muqing opened the car window a crack, took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, bit it, and said vaguely: "I dreamed about it."
Vodka glanced at Tang Muqing through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but curl his lips.
If you don't want to say it, just say it. What's the reason for saying this to fool people?
I still dreamed about it, why didn’t I talk about what I saw in the TV series? !
"I met Ms. Yoko yesterday. Her peripherals were in the trunk."
The speed of the vehicle slowed down again. Tang Muqing glanced at the landmarks outside the window, then looked at Vodka's expression, and couldn't help but remind her, "I will invite her over to the next cocktail party. Do you want to meet her?"
Tsk, the little driver’s mood swings are quite high!
Hearing this, Vodka's eyes lit up and he shook his head immediately, "No, let's forget about meeting alone..."
He can go to book signings and meetings to chase stars, but he cannot appear alone. As a criminal, even if he is stupid, he cannot be rampant.
Vodka stopped the car again and turned to look at Tang Muqing, "Is it okay for me to drive away? I want to send someone to the laboratory. You... you wait here for a while, and the elder brother will come to pick you up."
"Okay." Tang Muqing nodded with a smile, put on his clothes and scarf, and got out of the car with his computer.
The cold wind blew up the fallen leaves. Tang Muqing turned his head and coughed twice. He quickly walked into the convenience store on the roadside and took out his mobile phone to send a text message to Ginjiu.
Looking up, a pair of gray-purple eyes were smiling at him.
Tang Muqing's eyelids twitched. He carried his computer bag and walked to the display board to look at it, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Excellent employee, Toru Amuro.
what?
Toru Amuro is really working everywhere, is he so short of money?
"This gentleman..." The man who originally wiped the counter came over, followed Tang Muqing's gaze and then said with a smile: "You seem to have been looking here. Do you know Mr. Amuro?"
"Yeah." Tang Muqing responded with a smile, walked around the shelves, picked up a box of candies and put it on the counter, then pointed to the cigarettes beside him, "I've met Mr. Amuro a few times, but I haven't The thought of seeing his picture here.”
"He is an excellent employee in the store, but he resigned some time ago and said he was going to work somewhere else..." The clerk sighed sadly and put together the products Tang Muqing needed, "I still need something else. ?"
Mr. Amuro is really great, he does his job conscientiously, but he likes to work shifts.
Tang Muqing smiled and took out his wallet to pay the bill, "No need, thank you."
The vehicle stopped outside the door with the lights on. Tang Muqing carried the bag and went out, getting on the bus as he knew the road well.
The heater was on in the car, Gin's long hair was hanging down, his hat was thrown in the small space behind, and he looked at him sideways.
Tang Muqing twitched the tip of his nose and couldn't help but frown, "It smells like blood. Are you injured?"
The smell of rusty iron railings is mixed with a bit of salty sea water. There is no precise adjective, but the human mind can naturally associate it with bright red blood.
Tang Muqing threw his computer bag into the back row, pulled off his scarf and looked at Gin, "It still smells like a clinic."
"What does the clinic smell like?" Gin sneered, started the car, held the steering wheel with one hand, and rested his other hand on the window with a lazy look, "There was something wrong in my actions the past few days, a little trauma."
"Clinic...cold, stainless steel products, alcohol or hydrogen peroxide, the rubbery smell of brand-new disposable products..." Tang Muqing sighed slightly, his eyes moving from Gin's face to Gin's white shirt without a coat. shirt, and then to the waist, "Can anyone else hurt you?"
If you don't believe it, Gin is not the kind of person who puts himself in danger. He is more like the kind of person who squats in a corner and crouches in a cold and pitiful manner.
Gin stretched out his hand to press his ribs and said lazily, "It's not an injury, just a bump."
No matter how cunning I am, I can't resist the decay of the railings where people squat.
This was an accident, and definitely not a failure of calculation.
"Oh, then I'll go back and get a few more hospitals and clinics." Tang Muqing responded, took his palms out of his gloves, and tore open the plastic film on the outside of the cigarette box.
Gin's eyelids twitched, "One afternoon, including many days of planning, may be enough for you to make more money than this little gold."
Tang Muqing lit the cigarette and stuffed it between Gin's lips. He lit the cigarette again and said, "I'm too lazy to go out, but don't give up the money you picked up for free."
The money you earn is your own money, and the money outside is the protection money of Conan's children. How can it be confused?
Let him make his own money to pay for Conan's protection...forget it, he won't.
"Grandet?" Gin sneered and glanced at the street sign before asking, "Where are you going?"
"I'm not stingy at all." Tang Muqing squinted at the road, recalling his property and nearby safe houses in his mind, "Kyoto? There's no snow yet this winter."
In a place as big as a palm, driving around would not be as long as the time it took for him to take a long-distance flight before traveling across time.
Gin's eyelids twitched wildly, and he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Tang Muqing, "Kyoto?"
Although the broken skin injury was not taken seriously by him at all, but was it a bit serious for him to drive to Kyoto overnight for such a wounded person? !
They are only in the suburbs of Tokyo now!
"Yes." Tang Muqing nodded, looked sideways at Gin, and said innocently, "I just asked about vodka. You have been very free recently, and I remember that my family has a vacation villa in Tokyo with a view of the snow. Let's go and play with Uncle Tang Muqing. Is it not good?"
Gin:......
Tang Mu and Cheng had a heart attack on the spot, right? !
And vodka really told Tang Muqing everything, right? !
But also, who would fortify an ATM?
"Go." Gin chewed his cigarette and made a cold sound, then turned around and drove towards Kyoto.
Tang Muqing was satisfied, stretched out his hand to pull open a gap in his tie, and unbuttoned the collar at the same time, leaning lazily on the seat, "You seem to like this car very much?"
"Habit." Gin explained and stepped on the accelerator, obviously not intending to obey the traffic rules. "Is there any news about the detective boy you killed a few days ago?"
"I don't know. I heard from his childhood sweetheart that he seemed to be involved in some case..." Tang Muqing blinked, his voice gentle as usual, "There is no news of death yet, but do you mind killing a primary school student? I recently I met an elementary school student who looked very similar to Kudo Shinichi.”
He reminded me!
Gin:......
Gin took a deep breath, "Are you sick? Am I the armed security guard next to the ATM?!"