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

The waves were calm, and the sky and the sea were a clear, transparent deep blue. A few clouds were floating in the breeze, but the sunlight seemed a little dazzling at this time.

A long fishing rod extended from the yacht, and the hanging fishing line was swaying slightly in the waves.

Tang Muching was sitting under a parasol, slowly peeling the skin of a chilled grape with water droplets on it.

He used a small spoon to pick out the seeds and fed it to Zhu Fu Jingguang who was playing with his phone next to him. "Why are you still looking at your phone when you go out? Look at the waves and sky to relax your eyes. I'll take you to the grassland next time."

Zhu Fujing's eyes showed a hint of confusion, "Grassland?"

There are indeed several grasslands in Japan that look like anime scenes, but he feels that Tang Muqing is not the kind of person who would go to a grassland.

Sitting on the ground and watching bugs?

That's absolutely impossible.

"Green is good for the eyes. We should relax more after work." Tang Muqing continued to peel the grapes, casually planning the next trip. "I won't bring Conan with me next time. This kid's effect is beyond my expectation. With the blessing of money and venue, he killed a lot of people. If I hadn't shaken Conan off today and let him go by himself, we would have lost a lot of people on this small yacht when we went out to sea today."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:...

Zhu Fujingguang couldn't help laughing, "So you still want to bring him out?"

"Isn't this a test of the power of Conan's weapons?" Tang Muqing smiled and looked down at the small refrigerator next to him, which was filled with silver fish. "Look, my luck has improved without Conan. Last night, I was fishing on the rocks next to the pier. In five hours, I caught a fish that was not even as big as my little finger."

At this point, Tang Muqing raised his eyes slightly, his gaze fell on Zhu Fu Jingguang's face, observing his expression, "Don't you think I'm helping the organization to kill innocent people?"

"Many innocent people died at my hands." Zhu Fujingguang laughed at himself, then whispered, "Although the organization always harms innocent people, some people just get killed."

Those who can be used by the organization will always be caught with evidence, and those who keep those evidences will go to jail.

and……

Zhu Fu Jingguang tilted his head slightly and ate a grape, puffing his cheeks with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, "I'm already an undercover agent, and I still have psychological burdens? Then I can't have a code name to go undercover by your side as an assistant again."

Hearing this, Tang Muqing smiled, lowered his eyes and slowly fed the fruit, "We have a good harvest today, it seems that we have dinner tonight."

"are you hungry?"

Zhu Fujing thought for a moment, found a small knife from the storage box beside him, opened the refrigerator and took out a long fish that had just come ashore, jumping around and shining with silver light. "In fact, it can be made into sashimi now. This fish is very fresh, even fresher than the ones sold in the sashimi shops at the seaside."

Tang Muqing:...

Tang Muqing turned his head calmly and stared at Zhu Fujingguang, "I'm not hungry, and I suggest you put down the knife."

“Hmm?” Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed and stuffed the fish back. “What’s wrong? We are at sea now. This is a common occurrence. When I went sea fishing with them before, it took less than half an hour from the sea to the shore and then to the stomach.”

"I accept sashimi, but I don't accept eating sashimi often. Do you remember what we had for dinner last night?"

Tang Muqing sighed and couldn't help but touch his belly. "Although I know that deep-sea fish have fewer parasites, I still think I need regular deworming services."

It is imperative to maintain good health, and any factors that can reduce his physical condition must be eliminated one by one.

and……

Although I know that sashimi is very fresh now, it is totally unnecessary.

They came out to enjoy the sea breeze, bask in the sun and enjoy their vacation life. Do they really have to squat on the deck and eat raw hairtail?

Even if you want to eat it, can't you take it to the small kitchen nearby and ask the accompanying chef to help clean up?

Thinking of this, Tang Muqing sighed, "There are so many cooking methods in the world, such as frying, stewing, boiling and roasting. Why should we choose to eat fish raw on the boat?"

"Your lifestyle is incompatible with Japan."

Zhu Fujing smiled, but still habitually turned his head to eat the food in Tang Muching's hand.

He wiped his hand clean after grabbing the fish and said softly, "What a pity! I finally wanted to take the initiative to cook for once..."

Tang Muqing:...

Yes, cooking, where is the kitchen?

The highest temperature during the whole process may be the temperature of your hands. Can this be considered a meal?

"Ah..." Tang Muqing sighed, thinking about Conan, who was banished by him to wander around, and the miniature version of Miyano Shiho who was now responsible for monitoring and intimidating him. He could only get up and go to the small kitchen on the yacht, "Eat if you want to, I'll ask the chef to cook. Be careful with your hands on this swaying sea."

Zhu Fu Jingguang leaned back in the chair, looking at Tang Muching's helpless back with crooked eyes.

The cell phone dinged and Zhu Fujing looked down.

[Matsuda: Where did you go?! I was walking the dog alone... No! Walking the kids is tiring too!]

[Matsuda: You are an inhuman guy! You two are inhuman guys! ]

[Matsuda: If you don't come back, that little girl will scare Conan to death! ]