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

"what--"

The shrill screams rang out again, and the joy in the entire villa was paused at this moment.

Tang Muqing looked at Conan who was standing beside him, then turned his head for some reason to look at the drunk Mouri Kogoro and Xiaolan and Amuro Toru who were packing up their things to send Miyano Akemi home first.

It’s so accurate, Conan is so useful.

Under the aura of the god of death, both Conan and those who are close to Conan are prone to accidents.

Why would Gin ever try to kill people in the future? Just take Conan with you and kill them all.

Xiaolan looked at the person who exclaimed with a shocked look, but couldn't help but feel confused, "Ms. Yuko? What's wrong?"

The woman turned around, holding an envelope in her hand. The slightly opened letter paper was blood red, and the black font was particularly eye-catching against the red.

"Let me see."

Fūya Rei instantly felt that his police instinct was being punished. He raised his hand and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, put it under the envelope and picked it up, asking in a low voice, "You're the only one who touched it, right?"

Yuko's face was filled with fear. "Yes, I... I just thought that the car was very hot after being exposed to the sun all day, so I planned to turn on the air conditioner to make Miss Mingmei feel more comfortable when she left, and then... I saw this."

Fūya Ling lowered his eyes and looked at the big words "I know your secret" written in newspaper font on the letter paper, and a trace of confusion inexplicably flashed in his eyes.

It seems that criminals in Japan like a sense of ritual these days?

Threats and extortion seem particularly formal.

Conan had already come over. Perhaps Kogoro Mouri had an invisible switch that would sober him up when he heard a scream, no matter if he was drunk or sleepy.

Two people stood beside Rei Furuya, one looking down and the other looking up, but they were separated by a handkerchief held by Rei Furuya. "It's better not to touch, just look at it like this."

"Okay." Conan felt in his pocket, but didn't find a handkerchief. He could only turn his head to look at Tang Muqing for help, "Brother Tangmu, do you have a handkerchief with you?"

Tang Muqing:...

Ask him?

Tang Muching raised his hand and pulled out a handkerchief from the pocket of the suit jacket on the chair next to him and handed it over. He also pulled out an envelope that he had stuffed in there at some point, "Oh."

He looked at the envelope in his pocket that was exactly the same as the threatening letter in Furuya Rei's hand, and almost laughed out loud, "Why would someone want to threaten me..."

Not to mention that he is now the financial backer of half of the Metropolitan Police Department, even Gin would not allow him to be threatened, right?

Tang Muqing raised his hand to open the envelope, and looking at the words inside, he couldn't help but smile and raised his eyebrows, "Ah... What a rare experience..."

【Cancel the press conference! 】

Before the time travel, he and the boss of a rival company exchanged insults on WeChat every day, and they would indeed write letters when they had nothing else to do.

Use the most beautiful words in your life to praise the other person, and ask your most beautiful and handsome secretary to visit with a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and bring back a reply letter.

but now……

After traveling through time, I truly experienced what a threatening letter is.

"Let me see!" Conan followed the lead and looked at the two letters carefully with a curious look, frowning, "These threatening letters were not written by one person, there must be at least two people hiding here..."

One letter was threatening the person who leaked the secret, and the other letter was threatening Tang Muching. The person who threatened Tang Muching and the person who leaked the secret might be the same person or a group of people.

Tang Muqing casually handed the threatening letter to Fōgaya Ling and took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Brother Tangmu." Conan looked at Tangmu Qing in confusion and asked curiously, "Uncle Maori is here, do you want to find a bodyguard? Should we find a few more bodyguards?"

Tang Muqing looked at Conan with a suspicious look, raised his phone to let him see the number on the phone, and said, "I'm calling the police."

"Ah?" Conan's eyes widened, "Call the police!"

But a successful businessman would not call the police to check the content of the threats and the criminals before the press conference!

This has a bad impact on my company!

Why is Tang Muching different from everyone he has ever met!

"The words on the letter paper were cut from newspapers and pasted on the letter paper with water, which easily leaves fingerprints. The paint used to create a thriller atmosphere also looks a little different."

Tang Muqing listened to the phone ringing twice and then hung up, and sent text messages directly to Megure Jusan and Morobushi Keimitsu, "Both letters were sealed with newspapers, so I can't see it on this one, but the first threatening letter revealed the date, which was yesterday's morning paper. You can check who in the company is used to ordering newspapers. Even if there is no one, you can check places like newsstands. Even if it is a picked-up newspaper with no fingerprints, the police themselves are a deterrent."

Tang Muching quickly sent the text message, raised his eyes and scanned everyone in the room with a smiling gaze, "There is only one detective, so it is easy to lose sight of the big picture. But it's different for the police. They can just surround the villa and take their time..."

Miyano Akemi's pale face warmed up a little. She looked at Tang Muqing hesitantly and said dutifully, "You have a press conference tomorrow."

"I know." Tang Muqing smiled, "The press conference can also become the scene of solving a crime. I don't mind cursing the murderer behind the scenes in the newspaper headlines."

make money!

You can make money as soon as you open your eyes!

Tang Muqing touched Conan's head and smiled gently, "Conan, this is the correct way to deal with a case. I hope you can learn from it."

Conan looked up, and before he could say a word, he heard the gentle voice continue.

"You'll be put in solitary confinement if you run around again."