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

Chapter 33 I wish you happiness.



At nightfall, Tang Muqing turned on a desk lamp, sat in front of the mirror and stared at the figure reflected in the mirror.

He is only twenty-one years old, and there are no fine lines at the corners of his eyes. His eyes have not been polished into dead fish eyes by work. His appearance, which is younger than before the time travel, seems a bit weird for no reason at this time.

"A heartthrob..." Tang Muqing couldn't help but chuckle. The figure in the mirror bent his eyes and smiled softly. The curve of the corner of his mouth looked gentle and not aggressive at all. "Without my face, Where can the heartthrob go..."

A halo is just a halo, as if this halo can really be added to a person who has no advantage at all.

Tang Muqing didn't feel at all that this was a golden finger imposed on him. He lazily got up and went to the kitchen to pour wine. The newly launched mobile phone was placed on the table. He finally escaped from the brick-like appearance and weight and became a person who can accept The appearance of carrying it with you.

Tang Muqing sat on the balcony and stared at the night sky, with a glass of wine dangling in his hand. He was thinking about whether the person who came to his door this time was Zhu Fu Jingguang or some black man. If he changed the person again...

Forget it about Shuichi Akai, that kid is too murderous, and if he pretends to be squinting later...

That won't work. There can only be one Nian Nian in the same room, and he, Tang Muqing, doesn't want to clash.

At this moment, the phone made a soft ding-dong sound and moved slightly on the small coffee table with a glass top.

A message from the assistant who had just resigned was revealed at this time, occupying half of the screen.

[Ohara Rin: Master Qing, do you have time? I would like to invite you to dinner in Ginza. I wonder if it would be an honor. 】

Tang Muqing looked down at it for a long time, and finally chuckled.

[Tang Muqing: Mr. Obara has resigned, so does this count as a date? If that counts...I'll be there on time. 】

Just as I put the phone down, the ringtone rang again.

Tang Muqing looked at Toru Amuro's name dancing on the screen and fell into deep thought.

how?

Why is there another one?

Is this because the winery won’t let him go or the police won’t let him go?

Tang Muqing put the phone between his fingers and turned it around, summarizing his own experience of knocking himself into a winery and stabbing himself in the head. He hesitated whether he should hang out in the winery, but...

Answer the phone first and start a rumor by the way. After all, he is very happy when the new product is launched today, but it does not prevent him from being happier.

"Mr. Tang Mu, it's me."

The call was connected one second before the phone hung up automatically.

The man's smiling voice came from the mobile phone. It sounded like a breath of fresh air. It seemed that there was no seriousness of the police or the gloominess of the criminals. "Are you free now?"

Tang Muqing paused, drank the last sip of wine, got up and entered the house. He put his phone on the table and looked for clothes to wear when going out, trying to prevent himself from freezing to death in the sudden drop in temperature in Japan. "I was just planning to go on a date with Mr. Obara." , is there something wrong with Mr. Amuro?"

Toru Amuro:......

Wait, a date?

Toru Amuro was silent for a moment, not knowing whether this date was a date in a general sense or a date with a special meaning, "You... and Mr. Obara?"

"Yes." Tang Muqing chuckled softly, raised his chin and tied his tie in front of the mirror. He put on his suit jacket and then a long coat, with a hint of excitement in his tone, "It's Mr. Ohara's first Just make an appointment with me, after all, I am no longer an employer and an assistant..."

Tang Muqing thought for a long time, and finally picked up a camel-colored scarf and put it on. He spoke softly to the phone that was still on the line, "Mr. Amuro, can you give me some advice? After all, this is my first date..."

Toru Amuro:......

He knew that his little tame dye just wanted to go back to work as an assistant because of the mission, so he invited guests to dinner to make friends, but...

Why does it always feel like something is not right when it comes out of Tang Muqing's mouth?

and many more!

A flash of white light suddenly appeared, and Toru Amuro's mind seemed to be struck by lightning and he suddenly woke up.

Yes, he knew Jing Guang's intention, but Tang Muqing didn't know!

Does this young master really think that Mr. Obara wants to develop something with him after getting rid of the restriction of being an assistant? Is that why you are so looking forward to it, so anxious and so happy?

"Well... I haven't dated either... Maybe I can't give you some advice." Amuro Toru said vaguely, and with the other hand, he took the computer and quickly edited the email, trying to send this little tidbit of information to Zhu Fukage. Light, let the other party pay attention to the coveting from the previous employer.

Sorry, their intelligence personnel are so sharp, but...

Toru Amuro's movements were slightly startled, and his fingers were hanging on the keyboard but he couldn't press them down.

how to say?

Tell Jing Guang, "Tang Muqing is attracted to you," "Tang Muqing is greedy for your body," and "Tang Muqing wants to unspoken rules for you"?

Judging from their relationship, this can indeed be said straightforwardly, but...

Jing Guang has been with Tang Muqing for so long, can he really not see Tang Muqing's feelings?

An undercover agent should have this kind of sensitivity, right?

Toru Amuro fell into silence.

Toru Amuro doubts life.

Toru Amuro...

Gan!

Could it be that Jing Guang knew the other person's thoughts and still enjoyed teasing the child, right? !

He believed in Jing Guang's character, but he, An Shitou, had to say with conscience that Tang Muqing was indeed a handsome and docile person with some assets!

Getting along day and night, falling in love over time, boiling frogs in warm water, a ray of light in the dark life of an undercover agent...

Toru Amuro didn't dare to think about it any more.

"Mr. Amuro? Are you still here?"

The gentle voice of a man with a smile came from the mobile phone. When he heard the voice, he seemed to think of a man sitting on the sofa, anxiously and expectantly waiting for a date, with exquisite clothes and neatly combed hair.

"Yes." Toru Amuro took a deep breath and said softly: "I originally wanted to ask Mr. Tang Mu out for a drink, but now it seems... can I ask you out next time?"

"Okay." Tang Muqing chuckled, his voice soft and friendly, "Mr. Amuro, don't forget me, otherwise I will be sad."

The words fell and the phone was hung up.

Toru Amuro's words, "Wish you good luck on your date," were stuck in her throat, and she seemed a little confused for a moment as to who to say it to.

After thinking for a moment, Toru Amuro silently deleted the email, sat in front of the window with his phone in hand, and looked at the bright lights outside.

This is his own safe house. It doesn’t have too many decorations and doesn’t pay attention to the quality of life. Everything is inconspicuous and safety is the top priority, but...

Toru Amuro was silent and thinking about what had happened during this period, and his mind became increasingly confused.

Public security, organization, undercover, mission, goal...

After a long silence, Toru Amuro finally took out his personal phone and sent a message to his little tame.

[Toru Amuro: I wish you happiness. 】


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