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

"Conan and Shinichi..."

A trace of confusion flashed in Tang Muqing's eyes. He held up his phone and looked at the person he was talking to before asking doubtfully, "They are indeed very similar. Did something happen?"

Hearing this, Mao Lilan hesitated for a long time, and finally lowered her voice, "Today, a customer came to the house and asked my father to help him find out who gave the gift. Conan went with his father. I think he seems to be a little smarter than ordinary children, so Like Shinichi, I always make mistakes..."

"So that's it..." Tang Muqing smiled and tried to persuade him softly while suppressing his cough, "Although there is no technology to turn people into children yet, human imagination is a very mysterious thing. If you have any doubts, just check it out. It can also reassure yourself, right?"

"Technology..." Mao Lilan pondered for a moment, and finally sighed in disappointment, "I haven't contacted Shinichi for a long time. Maybe I'm overthinking..."

"Don't underestimate your intuition, after all, my intuition is very accurate." Tang Muqing narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the document in his hand, and said softly, "Conan lives in your house, it is very convenient for you to observe some details. and……"

Tang Muqing paused, lowered his eyes and chuckled, "The phone call is not trustworthy, right? After all, it is easy to change the voice."

Go and toss Conan, so that Conan will stop acting in front of him and tormenting his eyes.

The acting is so shoddy that I can't bear to watch it.

Hearing this, Xiaolan responded thoughtfully, then asked worriedly, "Brother Tang Mu, your voice seems to be hoarse. Is it because you haven't completely recovered from the cold you had a few days ago? Or do you have another cold?"

"Ah... I accidentally caught a cold last night. It's nothing." Tang Muqing laughed. Hearing the movement, he turned around and glanced at Miwako Sato, who was waiting at the door, and then said, "I still have something to do here. I'm busy, can I call you back later?"

"Sorry, I was reckless today. Brother Tang Mu, please go to work." Mao Lilan came back to her senses instantly, her tone full of guilt, "I'm sorry, I...I can't find anyone who can say this kind of thing..."

"It's okay. I'll call you when I'm done." Tang Muqing comforted him in a low voice. After hanging up the phone, he stood up with the folder and looked at Sato Miwako, "Officer Sato is here. How many prisoners need to be interrogated today?"

"The initial transcript has been compiled. We need to add details to compile a detailed confession and transcript." Miwako Sato nodded slightly, leaning sideways and waiting for Tang Muqing to come over before walking side by side to the interrogation room, "Only the murderer of yesterday's Valentine's Day case We need to interview witnesses, and the other cases have been sorted out and transferred, by the way..."

Sato Miwako hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Tang Muqing, "Although Mr. Naomichi is not the murderer, he has also taken measures to poison cigarettes. He may be charged with attempted murder, so... Mr. Tang Mu needs to do a mental state assessment, as well as the murderer. Ajin’s son, his brother died and he was separated from his mother..."

"I understand." Tang Muqing responded and took a look at the outline of the case.

Oh, Valentine's Day murders, one poisoned the cigarette, the other poisoned the coffee, and put the antidote in the cake.

Then...the cigarette poisoning failed, and he was killed by coffee in the end, but...

Tang Muqing was confused for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Have the ingredients of the poison that caused the victim's death been tested?"

He had never seen this kind of poison that was effective immediately and had a one-to-one antidote, so he was very interested.

Normally, he had only seen this kind of poison in novels and anime.

Hearing this, Sato Miwako nodded, "It is being tested. If you are interested, you can take a look at the test report then."

"Okay." Tang Muqing nodded thoughtfully, pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.

Poison.

There is definitely no shortage of wineries, but if we can delay the onset of poison...

Isn't it the legendary poison that controls others to receive the antidote on time and on time?

Two hours later.

Tang Muqing returned to the office weakly and allowed his personal doctor to tie up the infusion tube before sitting in a chair and lighting a cigarette.

The few policemen who occupied the office for the meeting had dispersed, leaving only Zhu Fu Jingguang to take advantage of the independent office to laze around, with lunch brought by Fang Gu Ling, the life assistant.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Tang Muqing, who was leaning back in his chair with a tired face, and reminded him, "Zero has gone back. It seems he has other part-time jobs. You..."

"Yes." Tang Muqing responded, opened the drawer and looked at it before waving to Zhu Fu Jingguang, "Come here."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was slightly startled, and after thinking for a while, he went around behind the sofa and pulled out a wheelchair that was necessary for a lazy person.

The wheelchair is neatly arranged, and the infusion bottle can just be hung on it.

Tang Muqing blinked and moved obediently from the office chair to the wheelchair.

He raised his head and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, thinking for a long time before speaking, "So this wheelchair is..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang pushed the wheelchair to the side of the coffee table, sat on the sofa and took out his lunch, "In order to make the work of a certain big boss go smoothly, Officer Mu Mu specially asked me before purchasing it."

The financier.

With so much investment, preparing a wheelchair is not a big deal.

I thought it was useless at first, but now it seems... Tang Muqing should be pressed to death in a wheelchair.

"Okay." Tang Muqing took a look at the lunch dishes, touched his pocket and took out a chocolate, tore it open and handed it over, "I forgot it yesterday, it shouldn't be too late today."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

Is this because Zero is not here and Gin is not here?

And who thirty-year-old man celebrates Valentine’s Day? !

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed softly, leaned in and ate a whole chocolate, his cheeks puffed up, "Did you move the dessert after the meal to before the meal?"

"It doesn't count." Tang Muqing smiled, took a look at his left hand with the needle on it, and then took the spoon, "I just saw chocolate in the drawer."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded, and was about to say something when he was suddenly startled.

He bit the chocolate and looked at Tang Muqing. After hesitating for a long time, he asked doubtfully: "Rum chocolate?"

This doesn't taste right.

Tang Muqing thought for a moment and said, "Probably, I just stuffed it in casually before."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment, then took out his cell phone and sent a message to his colleague in the next department, "I originally thought I could drive you back at night, but now... let me ask first... whether it counts as drunk driving."

"Forget it." Tang Muqing stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Fu Jingguang's palm, with an innocent look on his face, "Specially customized chocolate, high-purity rum."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

"I asked Zero to pick us up from get off work." Zhu Fu Jingguang closed his eyes, thought about it quickly in his mind, and continued to press the phone.

It's over, Zero will be the driver and take him and Tang Muqing home. It sounds like...

It sounds like a blur.