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

"Brother Tang Mu."

Late at night, the overtime work of the Metropolitan Police Department finally ended. Conan grabbed Tang Muqing's hand and looked at Tang Muqing curiously, "Who are you calling?"

"A very interesting friend."

Tang Muqing's lips curled unconsciously, and he casually took out a piece of paper and wrote something with a pen, "You are so curious, do you want to fall in love like me? Although there is nothing wrong with premature love as long as you pay attention to the limits, but you are not yet ten years old, so there is no need to fall in love so early, right?"

Conan: ...

Did he mean it?

Besides...when did Tang Muqing start dating? !

For a playboy and dissolute person, is the word "love" really necessary?

Conan looked at Tang Muqing's rare serious expression and leaned over from his stool, "Brother Tang Mu, what are you writing?"

"I want to open a restaurant, so I'll just write this down." Tang Muching took out a map, compared it with the map of Japan to find the location of the restaurant, wrote down the name and planned to take it back to further refine it.

Hearing this, Conan nodded in understanding, but still asked, "Why do you want to open a restaurant? The Karaki family seems to have many restaurants and hotels..."

It doesn't match Tang Muching.

"I'm not used to it. I can't always bring a chef with me when I go out." Tang Muqing laughed and wrote a menu on a piece of paper. He then folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he stood up and got dressed. "Let's go. You've been busy with this case for too long. Officer Xiaoyuan might not even be able to open his eyes."

Conan touched the back of his head and followed Tang Muqing's footsteps. He watched the other party open the door and go straight to the office. Among a group of confused policemen who were drinking coffee and eating instant noodles, he accurately found a policeman with cat-like eyes.

Tang Muqing took out a wet tissue and wiped Zhu Fujingguang's face, then bent down slightly and asked, "Is it over?"

"ended."

The office was filled with the smell of burning cigarettes, which made people feel upset and depressed.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up, put on his coat, and was pulled outside by Tang Muqing. He couldn't help but yawning and said, "Go back and rest early. You have to go to work tomorrow morning."

Tang Muqing paused, "Working tomorrow? Why not take a rest?"

Have someone take Conan out for a walk for two days?

It would be best to travel around Japan and get out of the city of Tokyo, so that the Metropolitan Police Department won't have to work overtime too often.

Although I have to take care of other cases occasionally, it is better than taking charge of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"How can I get promoted if I take leave every day?" Zhu Fu Jingguang almost woke up with laughter. He raised his hand to rub his eyes which had turned red from staying up late. He half-closed his eyes and looked very tired. "Don't forget that I want to be promoted to an official."

Gin doesn't kill the undercover agent now, maybe he is planning to promote him to an official to help cover up the theft of intelligence.

"I only said I wanted to rest, but I didn't say I wanted to take a leave." Tang Muqing smiled and pulled Zhu Fujingguang towards the car. "The Metropolitan Police Department hasn't found the person who attacked me yet. Is it okay for me to find two policemen to protect me? This is considered an out-of-town job, how can it be considered a leave?"

Tang Muching opened the car door and reached in to test the temperature inside the car before stuffing Zhu Fujingguang in and fastening his seat belt. "Fortunately, I turned on the air conditioner when I came out just now. My butt won't be frozen now."

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Fujing's eyes flashed with confusion, "Frozen butt?"

He remembered that when he saw Tang Muqing at the Metropolitan Police Department today, he seemed to be wearing spring clothes, a simple thin coat and shirt, which looked cool but not cold.

"What else?" Tang Muqing got in the car, opened the window a crack, and looked at Conan standing on the steps, "Why don't you get in the car? I'll take you back. I just called Xiaolan."

Yes, when he goes out in the morning, he is afraid that it will be too hot at noon. At night, the air conditioner inexplicably turns to heating mode. When he picks up the takeout to eat, it is already freezing cold. What else can he do?

He could only ask his butler to bring him a thick coat and come out early to start the car and adjust the temperature.

If he can't live long in the world of science, it must be Conan's fault. Whose body can withstand the changing seasons every day?

Seeing Conan running towards him in the cold wind with his short legs exposed, Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned a little, "You mean, you went out in such a cold weather in the morning wearing a thin coat?"

"Ah?" Tang Muqing made a surprised sound. After fastening his seat belt, he turned his head to look at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "Isn't it possible that it was still spring when I left?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang said coldly, "You mean, spring at noon and winter at night? Do you believe it yourself?"

Tang Muqing:...

He really believed it.

Tang Muqing sighed, raised his hand and patted Zhu Fujingguang's head, and helped him adjust the seat slightly flat, "Close your eyes and rest, don't think about it, I am crazy, okay."

Zhu Fujing glanced at Tang Muqing and said, "Heh."

It was Tang Muching who was crazy, he was actually very normal!

What does it mean that it is spring at noon and winter at night?!

Will anyone believe that?!