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

The girl's face with a gentle smile was in front of her, and a sinister chill spread across the back of the Shinigami primary school student.

Conan opened his mouth and looked up at Mao Lilan, "I...I..."

"It's okay, it's normal for children to be more curious, right?" Mao Lilan leaned close to Conan, with an inclusive smile on her face, and stretched out her hand to touch Conan's head, "Sister won't be angry, right? "

Conan: ...

But is that a bit too gentle? !

Do you know this is very scary?

I originally thought I would take off my vest, but now it seems... Xiaolan has learned to take off her vest little by little.

No matter whether she calls or sends text messages, she doesn't listen to anything but just wants to tear off her vest!

"Yes!" Conan closed his eyes, raised his head suddenly and looked innocent, with a hint of childishness in his tone, "Sister Xiaolan is the best!"

Act!

As long as he doesn't completely lose his horse, Kudo Shinichi can continue to act!

Mao Lilan smiled and stood up holding the flyer. The girl touched the phone with a camera in her pocket and said with a smile, "Great."

"Ah?" Conan's eyes widened instantly, staring at Mao Lilan, "What is this?!"

"This..." Mao Lilan took out a boxy palm-sized object from his pocket. It looked a bit similar to the newly launched mobile phone last year. "This is the prize given by the phone lottery a few days ago, or from Tang Mu Gege's company. product, I heard that it has a new video recording function.”

Mao Lilan turned on the video and laughed out loud with her eyes bent as she looked at the scene of a little kid looking up like a baby and calling her sister, "It's really useful."

Tang Muqing is right!

She was looking for You Tongran, not investigating the case. The voice message and even the alibi were unreliable. She relied on intuition to find You Tongran!

She didn't believe the call from Shinichi!

Conan: ...

Conan looked up at Mao Lilan, and there was even a hint of sadness in his heart.

I originally thought that if I stayed by Xiaolan's side and asked Dr. Ali to use a voice changer to call Xiaolan, I could clear away the suspicion, but now...

It seems useless.

Xiaolan had no doubts at all. Xiaolan was testing her intuition everywhere!

So what did Tang Muqing teach Xiaolan? !

Did Kogoro Mouri, who was as wary of him as he was wary of thieves, really not stop Tang Muqing and Xiaolan from being close and in constant contact? !

"Eh?"

Mao Lilan suddenly exclaimed. After looking at her phone, she quickly turned her head to look at the passage to the side, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Conan's sharp intuition told him that something was not right. Although he was in danger of losing his horse, he still pretended to be a child, pulled Xiaolan's clothes and shook them, and said in a low voice, "Xiaolan Sister, let me see it too!"

Although the club was dead, Xiaolan was surprised. There must be something wrong!

Hearing this, Xiaolan frowned and said, "Brother Tang Mu seemed to be captured in the video, but it was blocked by an employee arranging paintings, so I couldn't see clearly..."

When Tang Muqing calmed down, she wanted to ask Tang Muqing if he didn't mind appearing on the scene. Although he was considered a semi-public figure, Tang Muqing kept his usual schedule a good secret.

Conan blinked, "Okay."

The other end of the corridor.

Tang Muqing stood in the empty and dimly lit exhibition hall, looking down at the text messages on his phone.

[Please arrive at Hell at 4:30. I will discuss with you at Hell about changing the owner of the art museum. 】

Between hell...

Tang Muqing looked at the screen of his mobile phone, put away his mobile phone and looked up at the paintings in front of him, "Between hell..."

The paintings hanging on the walls were magnificent, with flames, blood, and demons painted on the canvas in weird colors, which seemed to shock everyone from body to soul.

There are several sets of armors placed in the corner. Their appearance is polished and shiny, cold and full of momentum.

Tang Muqing's eyes fell on the empty space of the moved painting in front of him, and he couldn't help but sigh.

What the hell is this!

He is just a buyer, not a second-rate dealer. Why did you invite him over to kill him?

And the matter of killing...

A migrant worker kills someone for his former boss?

Why does it sound a little crazy? !

"Click——"

There was a slight sound of metal colliding behind him, cold and metallic.

A pair of eyes looked at the frail man in front of him through the heavy armor. He took a deep breath and stabbed the opponent with the long sword in his hand.

Tang Muqing dodged slightly, raised his chin slightly and looked at the armor that was said to move on its own as it suddenly staggered into the air. The lenses reflected a little white light due to the movement. He slowly raised his feet, and his expensive leather shoes were imprinted on the back of the armor. A hard kick on the waist.

"Bang-"

There was a loud noise, and the armor lost its balance and fell to the ground. The sound of a man's breathing could be faintly heard in the armor.

"I just look weak, but I'm not too paralyzed to move, right?" Tang Muqing sighed softly, took out his handkerchief and wanted to clean his shoes, but he held it back, slowly turned around and walked towards the door, "It's really Look down on me..."

Although it has the buff of being sick and weak, it doesn't taste bad, right? Besides, he is an outstanding graduate of the Hawaii Technical Vocational School, and he is in the same class as Kudo Shinichi!

Tang Muqing glanced at the armor on the ground, turned around and left as if he didn't care.

As he walked, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, trying to find some comfort from his elder brother.

The pace was slow, the sound of leather shoes on the ground gradually faded away, and the gentle voice of a man could be heard vaguely.

"Ah...I'm at the art museum..."

"I plan to buy it and organize an auction... isn't this just to please you?"

"There's a suit of armor trying to kill me...I'm so scared..."

The man's gentle voice gradually weakened until it disappeared, and the armor fell on the ground looking pitiful.

After a long time, the armor made a soft sound and slowly got up from the ground.

snort!

Fear? !

The gloomy eyes looked through the slits in the armor at the flash of light revealed at the entrance of the exhibition hall, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.

It is said that the head of the Tang Mu family has a good figure, is handsome, has a gentle and tolerant temper, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, but he is a bit weak.

Now look at it, where is the weakness? !

Whose vixen doesn't know how to do magic? !

The sound of a man breathing could be heard in the armor. After a long time, he finally struggled to avoid the camera and found the cell phone used to contact him. He struggled to wear the armor to contact the next victim.

He shouldn't have temporarily changed the victim!

What the hell is this!

His old waist, he kicked me with no mercy at all, and he showed no respect for the old and the young!

[At four forty-five, I will discuss with you in hell about changing the owner of the art museum. 】

snort!

Just change it!

There are not always murderers, but there are always victims!