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

The smoke emitted after lighting the cigarette gradually dissipated in the dark night. The man walked up to the rooftop with the piano case on his back, opened the piano case with a calm face, took out various parts of the sniper rifle and spliced ​​them together.

After a while, he glanced at the busy traffic not far away, placed the gun on the edge of the rooftop, turned his head slightly and aimed at the crowd below through the sniper scope.

The mobile phone was placed next to the gun, and the faint sound of a match being rubbed came from the hands-free mobile phone.

"That young master... no, the head of the family."

The man's murderous voice came from the mobile phone, as if he was exhaling smoke, "What have you been doing these past few days?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes flashed, his sniper aim moved slightly as the crowd swayed, and his voice was calm, "I asked a college student to sign a contract of sale to make the electronic products I dreamed of, and put the cemetery property certificate into a gift box. The cabinet is full and I plan to use it as souvenirs. I bought two guns. I sent the models to your email and signed up for a gun training course."

After the words fell, the man on the phone fell silent.

After a long while, a low sneer came from the other end, "What a keen waste. It seems that he has discovered that there are many dangerous elements around him."

Gin seemed to take another puff of cigarette and continued to speak, "Then what?"

"Then..." Zhu Fu Jingguang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the ends of his raised eyes looked particularly sharp in the night, "Then he didn't go out. He woke up, drank a cup of coffee, exercised at home for an hour, ate, dazed, and took a nap. , eat, drink, and continue to sleep.”

Well, an enviable retirement life.

But it also makes people wonder how Tang Muqing could retire so calmly in his early twenties.

Shouldn't a boy of this age go out on a date with his girlfriend, go shopping and play games, or go to a pub with friends for a drink?

Gin:......

He felt that it was a waste for him to assign Scotland to Tang Muqing. With Tang Muqing's work schedule, there was no need to send a code member to solve the problem that could be solved by stuffing a hair into the crack of his door.

but……

The problem now is that Tang Muqing is stupid and doesn't understand, and Tang Muqing can't die.

"boom--"

Before Gin could speak again, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up from the ground, bent down, quickly disassembled the sniper rifle, stuffed it into the piano case, and carried it behind his back.

He held the piano case on his back and held his cell phone, and quickly went downstairs along the safe passage. "Gin, I've solved it here. If nothing happens, I'll go back first."

"Oh?" Gin sneered, glanced at the chaotic crowd outside the car, raised his chin towards Vodka, who was holding the steering wheel, and gestured to drive, "What? In such a hurry?"

The footsteps are so hurried. Is it because I have something to deal with, or is it Tang Muqing's side...

"Eager to go back and make drinks for the mission target." Zhu Fu Jingguang snorted coldly, with helplessness in his voice, "But can't we really change to another person?"

It's not that I dislike the mission content and mission objectives, it's mainly...

I still want to test whether Tang Muqing's matter is a hole dug by Ginjiu for himself, and then try how much weight Tang Muqing has in Ginjiu's hands, or...

Was he staring at Tang Muqing because of the money or this person.

"There is no one more suitable than you. After all, not every Codename member can put on your smiling face." Gin responded and hung up the phone.

Morofushi Jingguang quickly ran out of the building and parked the car on the street. He stuffed the piano case into the trunk, started the car and drove towards the center of Tokyo.

It’s hard to be an undercover agent. After you’ve finished spying on someone, you have to run back to prepare food and drinks for the eldest young master and make a nightcap at the same time.

In the past few days, he felt that Tang Muqing had almost drunk all the members of the organization.

tonight……

It happened to be the turn of a drink called bourbon.

Half an hour later, Zhufu Jingguang appeared downstairs in the apartment after changing his vehicle.

He bought the lemons and citrus ingredients needed for mixing drinks at a convenience store, and bought two packs of cigarettes before taking the elevator upstairs.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took out the key and opened the door with familiarity, and was stunned for a moment.

The light in the room was dim, and the young man was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, a blanket wrapped around him, and he was staring up at himself quietly.

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

what's going on?

"Master Qing?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyelids twitched slightly, he put the key on the shoe cabinet, took out the slippers, and said hesitantly: "What's wrong?"

"do you miss me?"

Tang Muqing suddenly smiled, leaning on the back of the sofa and looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "This is something we haven't met before..."

At this point, Tang Muqing turned his head and glanced at the wall clock, calculated it before speaking, "Seventh hour, thirty-two minutes and twenty-three seconds."

Hey, bring a timer with you next time so you don’t have to calculate it yourself.

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

Confirmed, this guy is too lazy to go out and seduce girls, so he tries out his methods to seduce girls on himself.

Perhaps because they have been familiar with each other for many days, Zhu Fu Jingguang showed a hint of helplessness on his face. After bending down to change his shoes, he said with a helpless smile: "What do you want to eat while drinking?"

"I bought a cake." Tang Muqing pointed to the direction of the refrigerator, stretched out his hand to support his head and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang. He smiled softly before speaking, "I really envy Mr. Ohara's future wife for having such a considerate husband. …”

No wonder it is said to be Bai Yueguang.

In their world of bosses, this person is not Bai Yueguang. What boss wouldn’t want a handsome Bai Yueguang who has a gentle personality, is not troublesome, and has superb cooking skills?

Zhu Fu Jingguang walked into the kitchen carrying the ingredients and put on his apron skillfully, "I'm really sorry, I don't have a wife for the time being."

future……

It’s unlikely, the winery doesn’t even know when it will close down.

"What a pity." Tang Muqing stood up and leaned against the refrigerator with a blanket on his back, squinting at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Well, I've been out for a long time, and I said I had some personal matters to deal with.

But...

He took less than half of the script. It can be reasonably guessed that he organized murder and arson, right?

"What's the pity?" Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his head and cut the vegetables in his hands into small pieces, intending to stir-fry them as a side dish with wine.

"The rice in other people's bowls will always taste better..." Tang Muqing bent his eyes and smiled, then suddenly leaned next to Zhu Fu Jingguang and twitched the tip of his nose.

The warm breath hit his ears and passed away in a flash. Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart skipped a beat and he suppressed his conditioned reflex to throw his hand over his shoulder.

He turned to look at Tang Muqing with an innocent and gentle smile, "What's wrong?"

"I smell a bit of dust, like an unfinished building that no one goes to." Tang Muqing took a step back, not seeming to care much.

He turned around and opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of cold mineral water, opened it, and said in a lazy voice, "Mr. Obara, can you play the piano? There seems to be a bit of pine scent on you."