NOVEL WEB Chapter 2 is so damn Ke Xue!
The winding mountain road is quiet and quiet, with few vehicles driving.
The lights of the mountain villa lit up as the shadows of the trees swayed, and the servants shuttled through it in an orderly manner, holding the master's dinner and various snacks and fruits in their hands.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a sickly-looking young man sat quietly, looking at the outside scenery with dejection in his eyes.
"What's wrong, young master?"
"Shh, now I have to call the head of the family."
"What happened to the head of the family?"
"I don't know. It's been like this since I woke up. Maybe..."
"Crazy? Did your brain break? But wasn't it the leg that he broke?"
Whispers came through a door. Tang Muqing leaned back on the chair, his eyes blank.
Yes, there are no pitfalls in this time travel. If you have power, beauty, and money, even if you just lie around doing nothing, you will be able to show off for a hundred and eighty years.
but!
The main plot has not started yet!
Tang Muqing glanced at his palms, then looked at the newspaper on the table.
There is no familiar face on the front page of the newspaper, and there are no words like high school detective and sleeping Kogoro, so...
The cheating Time and Space Administration kicked him many, many years before the main plot started. By the time a certain famous detective was beaten into a child with a stick, he might already be old.
But the most urgent thing is to determine how much time is left until Gin Black Stick, so as not to retire at an early age before starting retirement life.
"boom--"
There was a gentle knock on the door. The maid with a gentle smile opened the door and walked in. She nodded slightly and said softly: "Master, the lawyer you hired has arrived."
Hearing this, Tang Muqing nodded, straightened his shirt cuffs and turned to go downstairs.
The maid behind her quickly picked up the cashmere jacket next to her and gently stepped forward to put it on Tang Muqing's body.
In the hall downstairs, a woman with her hair tied up was sitting on a leather sofa with her legs together, a gentle and distant smile on her face, and a briefcase in her hand.
Next to the woman sat two young men of short stature, one boy and one girl, with the sweet youthful aura of childhood sweethearts lingering around them.
Tang Muqing paused as he walked downstairs, with some doubts in his eyes.
how?
This time he doesn't go to the God of Death to kill himself. Will it be the God of Death's turn to come to him?
Tang Muqing looked at the little girl with horns on her head, then at the little stinky boy, and finally his eyes fell on the woman who was smiling and thanking the maid.
Tang Muqing was speechless and choked.
Tang Muqing crawled in darkness.
Tang Muqing...
! @#￥%……&
Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?
Fei Yingli, Mao Lilan, and Kudo Shinichi, who was not knocked out, are planning to send him away directly this time, right?
After a long while, Tang Muqing finally came out of his daze.
Tang Muqing glanced at a few people, turned his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "Who hired the lawyer?"
"It's Mr. Ishii." The maid lowered her head and followed Tang Muqing's steps, reminding her softly, "The doctor said that your leg injury has not healed yet, so you must be careful when moving."
Tang Muqing nodded and walked slowly down.
There is a grudge, this little housekeeper named Ishii must be the murderer sent by others!
This murderer plans to use a hand of death to cool him down!
Fired!
but……
Tang Muqing glanced at his legs, which were still awkward to move, and groaned in his heart.
Poor, deplorable, sad, and tearful.
I originally thought that the abnormal flow of time would start when Conan went online, but I didn't expect that it would also be abnormal before that.
When he first came here, he didn't care about anything and only cared about being happy. He had a huge fortune and was ready to spend money, but...
Who can tell him why the ski resort turned into green grass overnight?
Do you know what it was like for him to suddenly turn from skiing normally to grass skiing in the middle of the night? !
Ke Xue!
What a damn Ke Xue!
He was so frightened that he thought he had traveled to the wrong world and went to the Pleasant Goat crew.
"Hey, Xiaolan, why do we have to come here together?"
The young man leaned on the sofa with a bored look on his face, "I still want to go home and watch the football game..."
"Shinichi!" The girl looked at the boy next to her with wide eyes, her face serious and slightly aggrieved, "You promised me that you would have dinner with your mother today!"
"Okay, isn't this coming..." The young man turned his head and yawned. Just as he was about to say something, he met a pair of light brown eyes.
The young man who looked a little frail and sickly stood on the spiral staircase, with a gentle smile on his face, nodding slightly towards himself, his eyebrows arched.
Kudo Shinichi blinked, put away his loose posture, stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeve of his childhood sweetheart beside him.
"The head of the family." The man standing nearby saw the young man on the stairs. He quickly showed a respectful expression and introduced softly: "This is the concubine's lawyer."
Tang Muqing nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the woman opposite with a gentle smile, "Lawyer Fei, I have long admired you."
Good guy, it was indeed too early to kick him.
How many years would he have to wait for a stick of gin?
"Mr. Tang Mu." Fei Yingli nodded slightly, put a hand on Xiaolan's uneasy palm to express comfort, and spoke to the young man in front of her, her voice gentle but serious and affirmative, "I will accept your invitation. I’m here, but I still have to ask, do you have any lawsuits that you need my help with?”
Tang Muqing glanced at the servant in the living room who lowered his eyes and nodded to minimize his presence. The smile on his face was still gentle, "I want you to draft a will."
Fei Yingli was slightly startled, and her mind quickly recalled the interpersonal relationships of the young master in front of her.
Tang Muqing, twenty-one years old, is the eldest son of the Tang Mu family. Unfortunately, his parents passed away last month, leaving only this single seedling and the branches and relatives who are eager to take advantage of the family property. Even if they are surrounded by wolves, it will not matter. Pass.
Fei Yingli originally thought that the eldest young master had a clue that someone was plotting to kill her or that he was involved in some unexplained lawsuit, but now it seems...
"Will?" Fei Yingli asked with confusion in her eyes, "Whose is it?"
"Me." Tang Muqing sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees with a smile on his face. "If you want to entrust your lawyer to draft a will, just say..."
Tang Muqing paused for a moment, thought for a while and then said with a smile, "If I die before the age of thirty, all my assets will be donated to the Metropolitan Police."
Yes, then he published it in the newspaper and asked those Xiao Hei who were secretly preparing to stab him to become bodyguards. From then on, Xiao Hei changed his mind and strayed into the right path. Not only did he not dare to stab him, but he also had to worry that he would get nothing if he died one day. .
Anyone who wants to find a way to avoid being knifed will have to let the murderer walk around him.
After the words fell, Fei Yingli's eyes flashed with a heavy look of confusion.
On the side, Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi also leaned back slightly, as if they were startled.
how?
Do young men these days think that thirty is enough?
Death donation before the age of 30, what about after the age of 30?
Die by yourself?
"Let me ask, I hope Mr. Tang Mu doesn't mind." After a long time, Fei Yingli came back to her senses and said softly: "What about after the age of thirty?"
Tang Muqing waved his hand and said with a gentle smile, "Don't worry, I'm not thirty."