NOVEL WEB Chapter 290 What does it have to do with him? !
The noisy sounds were blocked by a glass door.
Tang Muching leaned on the balcony railing, biting a cigarette and watching Conan jumping up and down and looking around, wondering in his mind whether the murder would happen today or at tomorrow's press conference.
If you stay indoors for too long, even with the air conditioner on, you will always feel a stuffy chest, as if there is a hood around your forehead, and you will never be able to breathe freely.
The glass door behind him was gently opened, and Fōgaya Rei handed him a glass of ice water with a slight frown on his brows.
His eyes swept across the expression on Tang Muqing's face, "Don't you like this kind of occasion?"
Unlike Tang Muching, he has to find a bar to feel the lively atmosphere when he is on vacation.
"It's okay, after all, there are other purposes." Tang Muqing responded, took a look at the water cup and took out the lemon slice in it with disdain and threw it into the ashtray next to him, then continued: "How can you join with peace of mind when you know that at least one of these people has bad intentions?"
He's not a fool.
Although he doesn't value his life very much, he really cherishes the opportunity to make money.
If the product information is not leaked, this generation of products can make a profit, and another profit can be made by launching an upgraded version in a few months.
But now?
In order to avoid a delay in the press conference, the upgraded models were announced in advance. Doesn’t this result in one less product?
We have to find a way to earn it back, that’s all intended for Gin’s longevity fund!
Furukaya Rei nodded thoughtfully, his eyes sweeping across the noisy crowd on the other side of the glass door.
Everyone had a smile and emotion on their face. They gathered in groups of three or four, laughing and chatting. They looked relaxed and natural, and the atmosphere was lively and warm. It was hard to tell that anyone had any hidden thoughts in their hearts, nor was there any trace of guilty conscience.
Furuya Rei frowned, "With Maori Kogoro here, nothing should go wrong, right?"
No matter how incompetent a detective is, he will find something wrong. At least he won't find anyone dead in the middle of the night, right?
Besides, the information has already been leaked, so no one should be so dark-minded as to kill someone in the middle of the night.
Hearing this, Tang Muching's gaze shifted to Fōgiya Ling.
Oh, it seems that this little golden retriever has not yet deeply felt the aura of death.
But... the dead...
Tang Muqing's eyes sparkled, and after a while he chuckled. He patted Fūya Ling's shoulder with emotion and said softly, "Thank you. I have thought of a good way to recover the loss."
Furiya Rei raised his eyes sharply, "What?"
"Leaking, plagiarism, revenge, murder." Tang Muqing whispered his thoughts, with a gentle and charming smile on his face, "If these things happen at tomorrow's press conference, I will definitely become the headlines again."
The popularity has been improved, the exposure is sufficient, and the publicity is strong enough.
This kind of vicious incident happened in public, and there will be many newspaper reporters who want to report it, and they don’t have to pay. What a great thing.
Tang Muching's gaze moved to Conan, who was sitting on the table and talking to several employees, and his eyebrows raised slightly.
It seems like I've discovered another use for Conan.
There are many cases around Conan, but what about the press conference?
You can buy some gossip about celebrities, athletes, high-ranking officials, etc., and release it after each of your press conferences to create a metaphysical aura, right?
Tang Muqing's smile deepened, and he patted Fūya Ling's shoulder, "Thank you very much."
Fūya Ling frowned and glanced at Tang Muqing, "The safety of people's lives is not something to be joked about."
"Huh? You say such things to a criminal like me?" Tang Muqing looked at Fūya Ling in surprise, "Why are you so naive?"
What does it have to do with him?!
people?
These are not his people!
Fūya Rei's eyelids twitched, but his heart sank inexplicably.
It seems that it has been a long time since we paid attention to Tang Muching's organizational identity. Perhaps this person appears to be too harmless, and his usual actions and words do not remind people of those dark and cruel things.
Furiya Rei closed his eyes, took out his cell phone and opened the photo album, trying to look at the photo of Akai Shuichi, who was so horrified that he doubted his life, to suppress the irritation in his heart.
The man in the photo has extremely smooth long black hair. He is kneeling facing the window with a curtain over his head. His exposed collarbone is slender and delicate, hiding all the powerful muscle lines, including the iconic Adam's apple.
From this angle, it really looks like a photo of a girl.
Tang Muqing leaned over to take a look, and pointed at his canary without hesitation, "This angle is good, and the light and shadow are just right, but it feels like something is missing."
As he spoke, Tang Muqing stretched out his hand and tapped on the phone screen, "Look, here, he turned his face slightly to the side. It would be more perfect if you could see the curve of the tip of his nose."
Furiya Ling nodded thoughtfully, "I'll go back and find a few more perfect frames from the surveillance video, and then submit this photo to the newspaper."
Miyano Akemi, who was holding tea and snacks and intending to take care of her boss, stopped behind a glass door.
Her gaze penetrated the glass door and fell on the mobile phone held up by the blond man.
Is there something wrong with your eyes?
Or is it that this glass door refracts light differently than usual?
Or maybe... my ex-boyfriend is crazy?