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

"Big brother?"

The man wearing sunglasses parked the car on the side of the road. The gaps between the buildings in the distance cut the setting sun into golden lines, which fell on his black clothes and looked inexplicably noble.

Vodka stopped the car, got out and bought two bottles of water, then asked curiously, "Not continuing?"

Although the most important thing for a younger brother is not to ask questions that should not be asked, but...

The car was parked by the river, the water was sparkling, and it looked very atmospheric.

Brother, are you tired from making money so are you looking for a place with better scenery to rest for a while?

Hearing this, Gin glanced at Vodka gloomily.

I can't muster up the energy.

After accompanying Tang Muqing to recuperate for a long time, the police officer who was in charge of protection had a few days to rest, but he, the team leader of the action team...

Although there is no job to protect, I always have to accept Tang Muching's torture. He occasionally teases me, touches me, and takes care of me like a child.

After hanging out for several days, he just wanted to find a place without vixens to relax, but...

Gin looked down at the email on his phone and sighed imperceptibly.

He turned his head, opened the car window, lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke, waiting for some vixen who would not let him go to bring him food.

Soon, footsteps were heard from behind the vehicle.

Gin turned around and saw a man in a simple coat walking towards him carrying two thermal bags.

Gin raised an eyebrow and asked after the man got in the car, "You're not driving?"

"I drove, and after going around twice, I almost got lost, so I got off and took the bus here." Tang Muqing responded, handing two lunch bags to the two people sitting in the front row, "Eat quickly, we left home at five in the morning, you must be starving, right?"

The navigation system wasn't as sensitive as it was before I traveled through time, and I took a lot of turns and ended up in a dead end.

In order to avoid encountering any strange cases again, he simply chose the safest public transportation. Unless he met Conan by chance, it would be safe.

Gin:......

He is not a fool, how can he starve himself to death?

"There's a bowl of green bean paste with rock sugar." Tang Muqing smiled, reached out from the back seat and threw the cigarette that Gin was holding out the window, then whispered, "Smoking before a meal really affects your appetite."

Gin looked up and glanced at Tang Muqing's face in the rearview mirror, then he lowered his head and opened the thermos bag, intending to have his dinner in the car, and then...

Then continue to transfer money until midnight, take a break, and continue the next day.

Vodka sat in the cab and after opening his lunch bag, he saw the peripheral products from Okino Yoko.

He put away his various photo albums and autographed albums, and started to eat in a good mood. He did not forget to turn around and ask, "Have you eaten? It seems a bit strange for you to watch me and my brother eat..."

"I left after eating." Tang Muqing laughed, moved to the side and looked at Gin's profile as he lowered his head to eat, "Do you want me to work with you?"

Gin:?

What did he hear?

Gin looked up in surprise, "You? You accompany me to work? A ten-minute detour turned into half an hour? Three dead ends in one hour?"

Crazy?

Although Vodka was also driving around randomly, there is still an essential difference between deliberately taking a detour and getting lost, right?

"I don't drive." Tang Muching smiled and casually sent his parking location to Vodka.

Gin was even more speechless, "You work with me, I drive, I transfer money, I integrate information, I arrange for members to meet, and I do it?"

Even the boss doesn't dare to torture him like this!

"Vodka, drive." Tang Muqing calmly instructed Gin's little brother, making arrangements in a serious manner, "After the operation tonight is over, just send me and Gin to where the car is parked, and then I will drive you home. Don't worry, I didn't drink today, and I took such a long detour from home today, so I still know a little bit."

Gin:......

I believed in Tang Muching’s lies!

At the side, Vodka suddenly coughed twice, and his sad look could not be hidden even by sunglasses.

Why do you have to let yourself stay?

Being a tool for a driver to get paid, and having to watch the two people being sweet and loving next to each other while working overtime...

Correct!

It’s so sweet!

The atmosphere when Tang Muching and the eldest brother are together always makes people feel jealous. There are obviously no excessive actions, and no words that are too explicit, but it still makes people feel jealous!

Vodka breathed heavily through his nostrils and angrily put the food into his mouth. He decided in his heart that he should ask Tang Muching to give him more autographed photos of Miss Yoko, otherwise he would definitely be angry!

"Here." Tang Muqing didn't realize the sensitive heart beneath Vodka's rough exterior at all. He took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Gin. "I bought these throat lozenges at the convenience store when I came here just now. Put two in your mouth after dinner. You smoke too much."

Gin glanced at Tang Muqing, "Where are you?"

"But I'm not a chimney." Tang Muqing put his palm on Gin's shoulder and rubbed his neck through the familiar scarf, and said vaguely, "Does your throat really not hurt?"

At the side, Vodka looked up in surprise, stared at Gin and asked with concern: "Brother? Are you sick? Do you have a sore throat?"