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

"is it?"

Tang Muqing made a puzzled sound, looked at Conan curiously, and frowned slightly, "You like Huibara-san? Don't you always think that your classmates are energetic and childish? Are you also against Huibara-san..."

Conan looked up at Tang Muqing, but his eyes were closely following the girl holding a gun not far away.

Sweat dripped down his forehead and the beating of his heart was as shocking as the beating of a drumstick.

Conan pursed his lips and said dryly: "Yes... I think it's fun to play with them recently, so... so I want Haibara-san to play with us."

"Oh." Tang Muqing nodded thoughtfully, "Is that so."

Under Conan's horrified gaze, Tang Muqing patted Conan's head and said with a smile: "Conan, you have learned to get along with your classmates, but you still have to abide by my rules, okay? I hate children who rely on their childhood to run around and get into trouble, and then touch their heads and make innocent excuses."

Conan: ...

I am a high school student, but...

Children's identities are more easily overlooked, and they are also suitable for breaking into certain crime scenes.

Horror and embarrassment were intertwined, and Conan couldn't help but scratch the ground with his toes while being alert.

If she did it knowingly, Xiaolan would forgive herself, but Tang Muching would not.

Without waiting for Conan to say anything, Tang Muqing turned around, and to Conan's shock, he saw the gun in the hand of little Miyano Shiho.

Conan's eyes widened, and he almost felt like he was going to die here.

It seems that Huiyuan Ai's infiltration was concealed from Tang Muqing, so if she is discovered now...

"Why are you playing with guns again?" Tang Muqing couldn't help but smile. He raised his hand to take the gun from the little girl in front of him, removed the magazine and put it in a drawer beside him. He patted Miyano Shiho's head helplessly, "I saw your sister playing at the shooting range when I went on vacation abroad last time. Do you want to play too? But you have to wait a few years. You are too young now."

When a child plays with a gun, he is not really afraid of having his arm broken by the recoil.

But it’s not a big problem. Who knows whether these people who have regained their youth have the physical fitness of children.

Conan can kick a helicopter with a football, so why is he afraid of this little recoil?

Tang Muqing sighed for some reason, turned around and walked out the door, "Huiyuan-san, please supervise Conan to do his homework, I'm going to play outside."

We should urge the boss a little. He wants to take all the guns, ammunition and money. His research progress is slower than a snail?

Do you know that he is Party A?

Hearing this, Miyano Shiho nodded and watched calmly as Tang Muqing turned and left. Only Haibara Ai and Conan were left in the room.

In the silence, the sound of the door opening and closing was barely perceptible.

Conan couldn't help but take a step back and looked at the classmate in front of him with a wary and defensive look.

The new transfer student seemed very cold and quiet, always keeping to himself. When his classmates invited him to play, he politely refused with a cold face, but at this moment he revealed his ferocious fangs.

While Conan was fully alert, Miyano Shiho looked at Henan with disgust, then calmly walked to the desk and sat down to read a medical magazine as a pastime.

After a moment, Miyano Shiho said coldly, "I won't kill you, just do your homework."

Conan: ...

Can these two sentences appear together?

Is there really no problem?

Conan took two steps to the side, "Who are you? What is your purpose here? Why don't you kill me?"

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Conan's mind, even with a bit of conspiracy, and he even suspected that the other party was planning to capture him.

If you capture someone alive, you won't be killed.

"Heh, a weak person who is forcibly protected under someone's wings has no right to question me." Miyano Shiho raised her eyes and looked at Conan calmly and coldly, "Of course, a person who is 17 or 18 years old but has to shout brother or sister at the top of his voice to act like a spoiled child also has no right to question me."

The familiar feeling came again, embarrassment and vigilance intertwined, and my heart was about to break in two.

One foot was digging into the ground awkwardly, while the other was ready to flee or fight at any time.

Conan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the awkwardness that seemed inappropriate at this time, "You took that medicine, too."

"Of course." Miyano Shiho suddenly smiled and looked at Conan with cold eyes, with a hint of teasing in her eyes. "I'm researching drugs. How can I know the consequences if I don't take them?"

As soon as the words fell, Conan's pupils constricted.

Help!

Not only do these criminals refuse to hide from the police and detectives, they are now riding on their faces and attacking them!

How unreasonable! ! !

Conan huffed and backed away slightly, "You're not killing me because I'm still valuable? What do you want to gain? We can trade."

Miyano Shiho: …

really.

Young detectives nowadays seem very confident.

Miyano Shiho looked at Conan expressionlessly, "You are a primary school student who just passed the exam and you still want to trade with me? Go do your homework, or you may be put in solitary confinement tonight!"