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

"You mean Officer Obara..."

In the interrogation room, the short-haired man was holding a pen and writing on the book in his hand. His voice was gentle and calm, "Officer Obara has been in the Metropolitan Police Department for almost a year, right? At first, he seemed to be Mr. Tang Mu's assistant, and later joined the job. Only then did we find out that he also graduated from the police academy and heard that his grades were excellent."

Takagi Wataru signed his name on the last page, neatly packed the transcript into the document bag, and looked at the girl sitting opposite with a smile, "Miss Maori should know, right?"

"That's right." Mao Lilan didn't have too many surprises. She held her chin and looked at Conan with a serious look on her face. "Except for Brother Ohara, Brother Tang Mu has been working in the Metropolitan Police Department for several years. I heard that there are cases of mental illness caused by cases. The police and victim bystanders often chat with him, but Conan, you are a little curious about Brother Tang Mu."

Having said this, Mao Lilan narrowed her eyes slightly and approached Conan, and asked in Conan's doubtful eyes: "Do you also think Brother Tang Mu is good-looking?"

Conan:?

Conan:!

He admitted that she was good-looking, but why did Xiaolan look with such admiration?

"Ah...yeah..." Kudo Shinichi, the trumpet, felt like a hole was going to be dug out of the back of his head, but he could only stutter, "It looks good!"

nice! Good-looking is good-looking! But Lan can't fall in love with Tang Muqing!

Inappropriate age, inappropriate anywhere!

"That's true, Mr. Tang Mu's appearance is one of the best in the Metropolitan Police Department." Takagi Wataru couldn't help laughing, and he relaxed after finishing the writing work.

He stood up and poured water for the two minors in front of him, and said very gently, "Officer Sato said privately that Mr. Tang Mu clearly has a very aggressive face, but he always smiles so much that people don't even think about it. What about the sense of distance..."

The face is indistinguishable from male to female, and even has a bit of a mixed-race look with a high nose and deep eye sockets, but he always smiles with his eyes bent. Although he is very gentle, there seems to be a sense of distance...

When I sit on an office chair with my legs crossed and look at someone with my eyes bent, I always feel that the other person can accurately see through the heart of others even if they don't open their eyes.

"Then...can I go meet him?" Conan thought for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "I really want to get to know Brother Tang Mu."

In addition to Tang Muqing's special invitation appointment at the Metropolitan Police Department, he is also very busy at work and travels most of the time. If he misses this opportunity, he really doesn't know when the next meeting will be. After all, Conan and Tang Mu Qing really didn’t know him.

"Ah?" Takagi Wataru was stunned for a moment and touched the back of his head hesitantly, "I have to ask about this. He doesn't come to the Metropolitan Police very often. When he comes, he chats with the police officers and helps relieve work pressure, or he just meets. Victims and prisoners…”

He has been very diligent these days and stays at the Metropolitan Police Department every day, but it looks like he is waiting for Officer Obara to get off work.

Hearing this, Conan blinked, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly covered his head and looked at Mao Lilan pitifully, "Sister Xiaolan, I was almost beaten by the prisoner the night before yesterday. I feel like I also have a psychological shadow! That dog ran away It’s too fast! I’m so scared!”

Speaking of this, Conan shed tears in his heart.

I used to think that Tang Muqing had a good relationship with me when he smiled, but I didn't expect that a few years later, when I saw Tang Muqing, he would act coquettishly, act like a coquettish person, and even pretend to be crazy!

Mao Lilan:......

Mao Lilan was silent for a moment, and looked at Gao Mushe for help.

Takagi Shiba's bean-eyed eyes were blank for a long time before he stood up, "Okay... okay..."

I have never seen such a psychological shadow start in the blink of an eye, so...

Mao Lilan stood up to thank him, picked up the child regardless of Conan's resistance, and followed Takagi Wataru towards the office deep in the corridor.

The door of the office was not completely closed, leaving a small crack, and a warm and light aroma came out of the room. It was completely opposite to the busy atmosphere of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Gao Mushe knocked on the door gently, waited for a moment and then stretched out his hand to open the door.

Inside the room, the man was leaning on the office chair, his legs crossed together, looking sideways at the door, with one hand holding his cell phone to his ear and listening.

Tang Muqing waved, pointed to the chair next to him, turned around and continued to listen to the voice coming from the phone.

"Confirm the situation of the little detective."

A familiar deep voice came from the receiver, vaguely accompanied by the sound of checking firearms and loading bullets, "I will continue to confirm the death situation through other members. You...since you know me, you can also ask about it."

"Okay." Tang Muqing agreed, then he couldn't help but smile and said, "But senior, have you really not eaten my new speakers? Your voice... is getting deeper and deeper."

Tsk, this sound, even if you swallow a hundred and eighty subwoofers, you can't get this unique smoke voice.

It's heavy, but it always makes people feel that their heart is being stirred.

Gin snorted, as if he was a little confused because he was chewing on the cigarette, "Put your brain in the sink and rinse it."

After saying that, Gin hung up the phone unceremoniously, seemingly not at all worried about a certain member of the Metropolitan Police.

Tang Muqing hung up the phone, glanced at the phone, and then looked up at the people sitting obediently in the office, "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Takagi Wataru forced a smile, pointed to the elementary school student next to him who was pretending to be crazy, and said, "This is Conan, the witness to the kidnapping case the night before yesterday. It was he who found the victim first, but... this kid just said that he was scared, so Come meet you.”

Tang Muqing paused, and his eyes moved from Takagi Sheba's face to Conan's face.

He recalled the email just from Zhu Fu Jingguang in his mind, and raised the corner of his mouth with a gentle smile, "That's true, but I heard Miss Tani Akiko said that she likes this little detective very much, and even took the initiative to help the little detective. Kisses on the face.”

Conan:! ! !

The little detective who was pretending to be crazy suddenly turned into a kettle, gushing and steaming, and his whole face turned red!

On the side, Takagi Sheba and Mao Lilan turned their heads at the same time, staring at Conan who was breathing heavily and fell into confusion.

Tang Muqing propped up his chin and leaned on the chair, squinting his eyes to meet the gaze of the Death God primary school student, "Let's fill in the scale."

Tang Muqing smiled and took out a few documents and put them in front of Conan, stuffed a sharpened pencil in his hand, and while the little Death was scribbling on the table and thinking, he turned to look at Mao Lilan and asked softly, "And How is Shinichi? Did you tell him that you were unhappy leaving you alone?"

Conan was suddenly startled and quietly pricked up his ears to listen.

how? ! Xiaolan is unhappy? !

He...he just wanted to see clearly what those two people were going to do!