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

"Don't be angry."

Tang Muqing glanced at Gin's cold face, stood by the road and watched Vodka drive away, then turned his head and yawned, then took Gin's hand and walked to the parking lot next to him, "Vodka's meticulous mind is good enough for completing tasks, do you still expect him to have some emotional intelligence to understand other people's thoughts?"

As night falls, the pitch-black darkness covers the sky like a mask, revealing a metallic sense of silence.

Although the city is not too quiet in the early morning, places like parking lots are usually only frequented by drunkards and people who have just finished overtime.

The light from the street lamps was a little cold. Tang Muching walked forward on the cement ground that was bleached by the moonlight and street lamps, looking for his car in the parking lot. "Don't be angry. We can go home now and have some midnight snacks and then rest."

Gin:......

Gin was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "There is a safe house nearby."

Come back home?

What home are you going back to?

Gin turned his head and lit a cigarette between his teeth. His green eyes looked even colder in the night. "I need to go abroad tomorrow."

Tang Muqing:...

Tang Muching stopped and turned around, his eyes, which were always smiling and gentle, now became dark.

He stared into Gin's eyes in the night, "It's okay, I'll help you arrange transportation and take you to the airport tomorrow morning, okay?"

Gin:......

Is his refusal ineffective?

Gin licked his lips, lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Muqing holding his hand.

An unconscious domestication began from the day he approached Tang Muching, and recently this unconscious closeness has become more and more obvious, even making people sense a hidden danger.

After a while, Gin grabbed Tang Muqing's hand with his backhand and strode towards the familiar red car. "Okay, what's for supper?"

"Fruit tea, porridge and some side dishes. If you want meat, I'll contact the chef now and it will be delivered soon." Tang Muqing smiled again and quickly followed Gin's pace. "Where are we going tomorrow? I'll help you arrange it."

Gin calmly got into the car, took the key from Tang Muqing and started the car. His tone became normal again, "America, I need to cause some trouble for the FBI. Rye is a little anxious recently."

Tang Muqing:...

Blame him?

Tang Muching chuckled, "Okay, I'll have someone spread the news that I was attacked, and try to get close to the FBI. I think they are capable of doing this kind of thing."

"Vermouth is checking the claws that stretched out from behind the man who attacked you. You should be careful recently. Tell Scotland and the policeman not to leave your side." Gin's palms were on the steering wheel. Although he was a little sleepy, he still drove the car steadily. "I'm not in the country recently. If there is any emergency, you can contact BOSS or Bourbon."

Tang Muqing smiled, leaned back in the passenger seat and lit a cigarette, "Don't worry, I will work hard at the Metropolitan Police Department during this period, and bring Kudo Shinichi with me."

"If you want to be safe, you'd better stay away from Kudo Shinichi." Gin sneered, as if he already had some understanding of the aura of the Grim Reaper. "You let him hang around you, are you afraid that you will be involved in some case?"

Tang Muqing:...

That makes some sense, but things like aura vary from person to person.

Tang Muqing thought about it carefully and said, "It's okay. There are always police officers involved in the case."

Gin deadpanned, "If the police had used it once, you wouldn't have been hurt."

"That was just my momentary negligence." Tang Muqing pressed his palm on the healed wound on his lower abdomen, but still couldn't help sighing, "I really didn't react at the time."

He was originally watching over Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sleeping on the bed. He was leaning on the sofa next to him watching the news. His brain was not working properly when he suddenly heard a knock on the door...

Fearing that Zhu Fu Jingguang would be awakened, he hurried to open the door, but who would have thought that there was a little black man standing outside the door.

Anyone!

He wouldn't be stabbed if he were just a human!

"You'd better react in the future." Gin bit his cigarette and stepped on the accelerator, driving the car into a familiar road and heading towards a high-end apartment with lights on. "There are too many people surrounding you to find the murderer this time. If this happens a few more times, you will be put on the high-risk list by the Metropolitan Police Department."

So inconvenient.

During that period, the police surrounded Tang Muching, and he was afraid that Tang Muching would be found out by the Metropolitan Police Department and thrown directly into prison.

Although he could arrange a prison break or something like that, the noise would be too loud.

"Why do we have to talk about such serious things on the way home?"

Tang Muqing couldn't help but sigh. He always felt that Gin was a little too serious. "We can talk about which movie to watch while having supper later, or talk about breakfast tomorrow, instead of discussing whether we will be caught by the police."

Gin stopped the car at the red light, touched Tang Muqing's palm with the back of his hand, and said calmly, "Don't watch the movie. Romance movies are brainless and suspense movies are full of loopholes."

"Then..." Tang Muqing tilted his head, "Action movie?"