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

"Treasure...treasure..."

Several primary school students climbed up to the top floor panting, looking around with their big eyes open, mumbling about treasures.

After a while, several people turned back in despair, and sighed together, "There is obviously no treasure..."

Empty, nothing.

"We didn't find a mistake, but..." Conan couldn't help but frown, and once again looked back at the paper with the code in his hand. After thinking for a long time, he raised his head and looked around.

There should be, right?

If it's not on the ground, it's in the air. Even if the existence of a code does not represent a treasure, the point is that there must be something waiting for it, so...

After a while, Conan stopped, a hint of doubt about life appeared in his eyes.

The attic was empty, the wooden boxes had been removed without anything, and the beams were empty. There was no problem at all.

Conan: ...

This code is for walking people, right?

The process of solving the puzzle is important, but the result is also important!

"Click——"

There was a soft sound, and Conan suddenly lowered his head and looked at the shaking floor under his feet. He squatted down, stretched out his hand and knocked on the movable floor.

"Is it under the floor?" The three little ones came closer again, looking at Conan curiously with wide eyes.

Conan: ...

"No." Conan shook his head and couldn't help frowning, "There is no place to hide anything down there."

It doesn't sound like it's empty, but...

Conan's eyes moved along the floor, and he stopped for a while on a strange mark.

Perhaps because no one has cleaned it for a long time, a thick layer of dust has fallen, and the dust has been squeezed out to create a round mark, with a little bulge on both sides. It looks like...

It looked like someone had picked up a round object like a coin or a bottle cap with his index finger and thumb.

Ding-dong-

bang——

click -

As if an invisible door suddenly closed and opened again, Conan's primary school student's eyes suddenly lit up. All the clues were connected at this moment, but the boy's face turned ugly in an instant.

There was a vague peek before, the treasure that disappeared for no reason in the attic, and the trace in front of me...

The treasure was there, but someone followed them and got there first.

Conan squatted on the ground with his hands on his chin, staring at the traces on the dust and lost in thought.

I don't know why, but I always feel like something is not quite right.

On the side, three primary school students were also squatting on the ground. Although they were a little hungry, they were still very disappointed. They put their hands on their chins and stared blankly, wondering what they were thinking about.

……

The car was driving on the road, and the bourbon that was originally driving was replaced by the sudden addition of vodka. The two sat in the front seat and smoked silently.

There was silence in the back row. Tang Muqing closed his mobile computer and glanced slightly at the three men stacked behind him. Then he took out the cigarette case, twirling the slender cigarette and thinking about how to follow it next. Conan collects some money.

"Campari, is this the Italian gangster group?" Vodka was chewing a cigarette and driving. Even though it was night, he didn't want to take off his sunglasses. The speed of the car also increased again and again, heading towards the suburbs despite the speed limit. And go.

"Yes." Tang Muqing responded, opening a hidden file on his phone, browsing the table in the file, and the various information recorded in Chinese in the table, "Have you and Gin taken the Shinkansen recently? plan of?"

Vodka was startled for a moment, and then glanced at the man sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror with an indescribable look.

Are you really not avoiding suspicion?

Even a normal migrant worker can avoid snooping on the other party’s itinerary, right?

"I have never taken the Shinkansen..." Although Vodka felt something was wrong, he still answered seriously, "Neither can I."

Hey, it's okay, it's an ATM. Who can think that an ATM is going to harm themselves?

"Oh." Tang Muqing responded, crossed out the Shinkansen incident in the table, his eyes gradually moved downwards, and continued to look at it, "It's fine if there is none."

How could such a criminal think of riding in such an inconvenient vehicle? It's not like a roller coaster ride that can end in two minutes, but...

Tang Muqing blinked and locked the screen of his phone after a moment. "Shall I let you know next time I can pick up money and people?"

Vodka nodded and shook his head, slowed down and stopped the vehicle on the side of the road, "But you still have to contact the elder brother. The elder brother agrees and I will come again."

Listen to your elder brother. Only when your elder brother allows you to act can you act.

"Okay." Tang Muqing responded and glanced outside the car.

The blond man silently opened the passenger door, planning to get off the car and walk for ten minutes to pick up his car, and then drive back to the city.

Bourbon paused slightly and turned to look at the people in the back row, "As your assistant, may I ask about your schedule from tonight to tomorrow night?"

Doing his duty, he is talking about bourbon!

"I will go back by myself." Tang Muqing rolled his eyes, lazily leaning on the seat and looking at the man outside the car, "But remember to check with Scotland about his lunch and dinner times for the next month, and then notify the chef to deliver the food , if you also need a working meal, remember to inform the chef."

Bourbon:…

As a criminal, he is now confused.

"Okay." Bourbon nodded in compliance with his final work duties. After closing the door, he watched the vehicle leave. After ten minutes of cold air blowing, he took out his cell phone and called his good friend.

"Zero?"

The man's gentle but tired voice came from the phone, like a spring breeze, "Is something wrong?"

Toru Amuro blinked and tried hard to change his identity from Bourbon to Rei Fukaya, "I just separated from Tang Muqing, and he should have gone to see Gin now."

Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "Oh."

Fang Gu Ling:...Oh?

"Aren't you going to ask about the itinerary?" Rei Furutani held up his mobile phone and walked along the road towards the parking lot with a lazy tone, "He asked me to check with you to check the delivery time of your lunch and dinner..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to have just gotten off work and was doing some cooking at home to relieve his fatigue. "It seems like colleagues don't need to ask about their schedules, right?"

"Oh." Fangtani Rei was silent for a moment, responded, and then continued to ask, "Don't you know how to cook for yourself now? He seems to value your food very much."

Oh, I got it.

They are companions, but not friends. I can’t ask and I don’t want to ask.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought for a while, "There was something wrong with the physical examination report, so he asked the chef to take care of my diet. I had some injuries in the organization before."

Jianggu Ling:......

Why do you feel a little guilty? As a young boy, he didn't have Tang Muqing's thoughtfulness and care.

"Then..." Fangtani Rei opened his mouth and was speechless, but was choked by the cold wind and coughed a few times. He thought for a while before speaking, "Do I have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to deliver food to you?"

Are you all gathering at the Metropolitan Police Department?

Why did he go back after being an undercover agent? !