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

The unlocked bedroom door was kicked open. A stern-faced blond man walked in with a sullen face, a pillow in his hand and a quilt on his shoulder, and threw it on the carpet.

Tang Muqing leaned on the bedside, looked up from his phone and looked at Jiangu Ling, a question mark flashing in his eyes.

how?

Recommended pillow seats?

"Hmph." Fang Guling snorted, took off his slippers, sat cross-legged on the carpet, and tidied his floor in silence.

The carpet is thick, soft, clean and tidy, and it is indeed a good place to lay the floor.

I don’t know how much better it is than a dormitory or a simple safe house where I temporarily stay while working, but...

Something doesn't feel right.

Fangtani Zero silently arranged the pillows and quilt, and lay down straight on the carpet beside the bed.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, a pair of light brown eyes appeared in his sight.

Tang Muqing lay on the bed, stretched out his hand and shook it, "Were you attacked by your good friend?"

Jianggu Ling:......

Can you please stop chatting at this time?

His little black golden retriever really doesn’t want to be green with Hiro!

"How could Hiro be mean to me?" Fang Gu Ling glared at Tang Muqing, lying on the carpet with the quilt in his arms, feeling extremely pitiful.

Tang Muqing was lying on the bedside, with one hand under his head and one hand hanging on the bed, "That's true, he almost strangled me to death for you and Matsuda."

Tsk tsk, Zhufu Jingguang looks mild and harmless, but in fact it is white and black. Anyone who is not black cannot get into the winery.

"I'll sleep with you." Jiang Gu Ling looked up at Tang Muqing and couldn't help but frown, "Sure enough, jobs that pay more have pitfalls."

The treatment is so good, it turns out that there is also a term for vigil.

So what charm did Tang Muqing have that confused Hiro and kept him going for several years!

Tang Muqing bent his eyes and looked at the man making the floor beside the bed with a smile, "The salary I give to the life assistant is very generous. It's such a good treatment for so much money a month. After the time limit is met, I will give him a house and a car... If I were someone else, I would wish to wash my socks and underwear by hand."

Hearing this, Feng Guling couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Oh, you're dreaming."

He doesn't!

He felt that it was impossible for Hiro to clean Tang Mu's socks and underwear!

"Just kidding." Tang Muqing responded, lying back and leaning on the bedside, reaching out to turn off the light, and continued to look down at the unread emails on his phone.

In the silence, shallow breathing comes and goes. The entangled smell of sandalwood and rose spice makes the mind relax, and the muscles that have been vigilant and tense all year round can't help but relax.

Fangtani Rei turned around, wrapped himself in a quilt and closed his eyes to perform his vigil.

After a long time, Jiang Guling finally couldn't help it, "Aren't you still asleep?"

What do you press? !

Who does the work at night? !

Didn't you say that Tang Muqing was extremely lazy? !

"There's still some work to do, you go to bed first." Tang Muqing's voice was filled with fatigue and sleepiness, and his tone was extremely lazy.

He reached out to the bedside and rubbed the golden retriever's head with his palm, "Good night."

Jianggu Ling:......

What about petting dogs? !

The blond man grabbed the hand that was rubbing his hair with his backhand, frowned and stood up, "Can you have some respect for me, a policeman who works undercover in a criminal organization?"

"Huh?" Tang Muqing raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes curved into a shallow arc, and his eyebrows were particularly delicate, "Hmm... police dogs are also on the staff, right?"

Fangtani Rei's eyes widened, "You are the police dog, and your whole family is a police dog!"

……

the next morning.

Tang Muqing covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and sat on the bed with a quilt wrapped around him. He said feebly, "Is this the quilt you put on me?"

On the carpet, the blond man was wearing crumpled pajamas. He frowned and looked at the man sitting on the bed, "I covered him three times!"

"But I don't necessarily only kick the quilt three times." There was a vague nasal sound in Tang Muqing's voice. It was obvious that he caught another cold less than two days after recovering from the cold. "Where are you vigilant as an undercover agent? I kicked the quilt all over you. Are you still awake?!"

Rei Fukiya glanced at the heavy quilt that had just been pulled up, and couldn't help but retort, "I thought it was Hiro who put the quilt on me!"

Who would have thought? !

He woke up three times during the night and got up to cover Tang Muqing. The last time was at 6:30 in the morning.

Who would have thought that during the hour from 6:30 to 7:30, I would catch a cold by kicking the quilt! ?

but……

Jianggu Ling took a deep look at Tang Muqing, stood up silently, went to change clothes and wash up.

It was suspected that Tang Muqing had put sleeping pills at home. He did sleep soundly. If the alarm clock hadn't been buzzing under the pillow, he might not have woken up three times last night.

Tang Muqing watched the black man walk away and couldn't help but sigh, covering his mouth and nose and coughing, "Scumbag... scumbag..."

As expected, there were fewer people dying, and there was none of the thoughtfulness and gentleness he saw in the anime.

Tang Muqing got over a violent cough, got up, put on his clothes, and walked to the bathroom door with a toothbrush between his teeth. "If you can't take care of me, I'm going to live in your good friend's house."

Jiang Guling, who was washing his face:...

Threat, right?

This is a naked threat, right? !

Threaten him to behave properly and take good care of him, or else go and bully your good friend again? !

So what did Hiro do wrong to deserve to be treated like this? !

Although Hiro is quite willing, but... this is an insult!

Jiang Guling took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, stood up and wiped his face, gritted his teeth, "Okay."

It was because he had misjudged Tang Muqing. When they first met, he really thought he was a young master who was carefree but had a good personality. Now that he saw it...

Tang Muqing glanced at Jiang Guling, turned around to wash up with a smile, and went to the cloakroom to pick out a matching suit and put it on.

After the simple breakfast, Tang Muqing casually swallowed two cold medicines, followed Rei Fangtani downstairs with a coffee cup in hand, and let his assistant Toru Amuro, who finally returned to work, drive him to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Tang Muqing got out of the car and looked at the man with a low eyebrow and a baseball cap, "Do you... want to enter the Metropolitan Police Department with me?"

"Yes." Rei Fangtani nodded and took a quick look at the police officers coming and going around him. "You have a separate office, so I shouldn't be discovered."

Tang Muqing:...

Tang Muqing couldn't help but reached out and stuffed the loose golden hair outside the baseball bat into the hat, then took out an unused mask from his pocket and put it on the other person's face, "Why are you always so confident in your disguise?" What? What can this cover?"

My hair was covered but not completely covered, and my mask was not worn properly.

Jiang Guling raised his eyes and met Tang Muqing's gaze.

The palm, which was particularly hot due to the fever, was pressed against the cheek, causing a slight itching sensation, but...

Fang Guling blinked, looking through Tang Muqing's side and looking not far away, "H...Hiro...I..."

He really doesn’t have Green Hiro!