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

In the silence, all eyes were focused on a certain man who was in love.

Mumu Shisan couldn't help but press his twitching eyelids, trying to bring his attention back to the case.

He looked at Tang Muqing, "Can you take a look at the information you received? Did you find anything wrong?"

Hearing this, Tang Muqing took out his cell phone, unlocked it and handed it over. He thought for a moment before speaking, "No, but I heard the sound of breathing. The murderer must be quite old, at least over forty years old. Although he is very strong physically, he is still showing signs of aging." The wear and tear on his body cannot be ignored, and my kick may have hit his waist."

Mu Mu Thirteen:......

Kick in the waist.

That really hurts a lot.

"Oh, it's a man." Tang Muqing added, watching Mu Mu Shisan take the phone and look down at the text message.

Mumu Shisan lowered his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he frowned, "This number..."

"Disposable mobile phones cannot be traced." Tang Muqing continued: "I called back after the case happened, but couldn't get through."

Mu Mu Shisan held up his cell phone and let the technician take pictures, and then returned the cell phone to Tang Muqing, ignoring a certain elementary school student who was jumping around and trying to take a look at the cell phone in person, "You will meet me if there is no signed text message asking you to meet?"

Can you be a little vigilant like a rich man and bring those bodyguards behind you?

"There shouldn't be many people who are familiar with art museums and know that I want to buy this art museum." Tang Muqing seemed to have no fear and said helplessly: "Although I often get sick, I also have the basic skills of an adult man. reaction ability?"

We are graduates of Hawaii Vocational and Technical School!

Mumu Shisan recalled the kick he just saw in the surveillance video and nodded, "Okay."

He turned his head and looked at Takagi Wataru with a serious look on his face, "Go and check if the staff here has any back injuries!"

Although the kicking monitor had no sound, it seemed to have a sound. The armor monster kicked me until I couldn't get up for ten minutes. Even with the protection of the armor, it still left a waist injury!

Takagi Sheba responded in a deep voice and left quickly.

Tang Muqing glanced sideways and asked doubtfully, "Where is Officer Ida? I don't seem to have seen him today."

"He's off today." Officer Memu responded, turned back, rewind the surveillance video a little, and continued watching.

On the side, Conan looked at the surveillance video, then turned to see Tang Muqing taking the phone and putting it into his pocket, his eyes filled with confusion for a moment.

Will there be information about the man in black on Tang Muqing's cell phone?

Although it is a bit unethical, if there is no other way, he still has to watch it, but...

The focus now is on the case!

Conan quickly came to his senses, climbed up with a chair, and leaned next to Officer Megure to stare at the surveillance screen.

The armored murderer lay on the ground for ten minutes before slowly getting up. He rubbed his waist but could only rub the cold armor.

He walked out of the camera's field of view and didn't know what he did. After a moment, he hid back, and then he saw the innocent-looking boss Manaka, just like Tang Muqing before.

I walked into the dimly lit exhibition hall holding my mobile phone, observing the environment with confusion, and then was struck by a sword...

As the video gradually comes to an end, the victim is nailed to the wall, with a hideous face and blood gushing out, just like a painting of heavenly punishment.

The onlookers fell into silence, seemingly shocked by this artistic murder scene.

Tang Muqing heard some footsteps and turned to look at the door.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was wearing a soft gray-blue sweater and a thin gray coat. He put his hands in his coat pockets and walked in. His eyes accurately found a man in heavy clothes, "What's wrong?"

Tang Muqing blinked, "Someone wanted to kill me, but if they didn't, they killed my collaborator."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

He just asked for case information, but...

Why does Tang Muqing feel a little aggrieved now?

The police and the reporter who were originally shocked by the murder process turned their heads silently, and their eyes focused on the man who had just arrived.

In full view of everyone, the gentle and elegant Police Officer Obara from the Metropolitan Police Department frowned and walked up to a certain capitalist. He stretched out his hand and touched the capitalist's forehead. His tone was a little worried, "I made an appointment with the doctor. Don't wait until the case is over." If you work overtime, I will send you to the hospital for infusion treatment."

Tang Muqing responded, slumping his shoulders and resting his head on Zhu Fu Jingguang's shoulders, looking very submissive, "Okay."

The domineering president turned into an innocent and pitiful little white flower in an instant.

Zhu Fu Jingguang patted Tang Muqing's back smoothly, took out his mobile phone with the other hand to send a message to make an appointment with a private doctor, and also told the chef to prepare light and warm food.

Everyone:...

Why do you feel like this police officer is still working part-time as an assistant?

and……

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, and his confused eyes fell on the two of them.

Wait, he heard what he just said correctly...

Tang Muqing left here because he wanted to call the person he liked, right? !

But... when he just contacted Jing Guang, he didn't hear Jing Guang talk about the phone call. This is...

Two boats? !

Ah, no, I seem to have heard Jing Guang say that it was Zero who ruined Tang Muqing and left a deep psychological shadow on others. The gentle young master has since turned into a libertine.

It's Zero's fault!

After a long time, many police officers came to their senses and turned to stare at the surveillance screen wondering what they were thinking.

Officer Memu blinked his eyes and finally regained his thoughts, "Then... where is the evidence?"

"Ball pen, note." Matsuda Jinpei came back to his senses and handed over the two evidence bags in his hands, "Here."

Officer Megure nodded and looked around, "What about that suit of armor? Is it authentic? Have the fingerprints and hairs inside the armor been extracted?"

"Everything has been collected and is waiting for inspection." Matsuda Jinpei continued to nod. Although he was very serious, it was obvious that his interest in solving the case was not as big as the bomb.

Tang Muqing looked at the case information, then turned to Zhu Fu Jingguang, "Should you rest at home or go out to play on your days off?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang took out the white gloves in his pocket and thought about whether to join the investigation. Hearing this, he looked sideways at Tang Muqing and raised his eyebrows slightly, "If I don't come today, you will be sulking again when you go back tonight."

Tang Muqing had a good temper. He said he was sulking but it was just a joke.

Although it is not really angry, the smell of tea in the Yin and Yang strange tea does make people feel uncomfortable.

"Ahhh..." Tang Muqing couldn't help laughing and said softly: "How could I be like this? I obviously have a good temper."

"Very good." Zhu Fu Jingguang squinted his eyes and looked at a certain primary school student with emotions surging in his eyes. He ran back and forth with a solemn expression and said softly: "Sometimes he just uses trivial things to lose his temper."

Hey, what a domineering president.

He can understand.