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

A research institute hidden in the basement of a hospital was quietly opened, and a man in a black windbreaker walked in, his chin hidden in the scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes like a venomous snake.

His eyes swept across the surrounding scene, pausing for a moment on the researchers coming and going, before he walked in, followed by a man in a suit and a woolen coat.

Tang Muching followed Gin and walked around the road twice before arriving at a place that looked like a laboratory.

Gin pulled open a chair and sat down, crossing his legs naturally. He took out a cigarette case and a lighter from his pocket with his gloved hands, and his face was full of indifference. "Everything you're interested in is here. I'll find a researcher to introduce it to you?"

"Goodbye." Tang Muching was not interested at all. He felt that he would not have to worry about his life as long as he had Conan in his hands.

He moved his chair to Gin's side, glanced at him, took the cigarette box from him, and calmly lowered his eyes to light a cigarette, "They are all semi-finished drugs, what do I have to see? I am also a businessman, don't think I don't know that you plan to show me the semi-finished products so that I can rest assured and not disturb the boss."

What should I do if Party A is in a hurry but I don’t have the goods yet?

Look at the semi-finished products and tell Party A that you are preparing them and they will be ready soon, so there is still hope. In this way, Party A will relax a little and not urge for delivery.

Gin:......

It’s enough for you to know, so don’t push me!

Gin leaned back on the chair with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes swept around the room, and then he took out a booklet from the side and threw it into Tang Muqing's hand, "Take a look, don't think this is just the bait used by the boss to fish."

They really did research, they are not trying to cheat you out of money.

Even though it's a lie, it's actually research.

Moreover, it is not so easy to develop a medicine for immortality.

"No." Tang Muqing refused decisively. He lowered his eyes and stared at the smoke rising between his fingers. He said with dissatisfaction, "If I want to know the result, I will watch Conan. Why should I read these complicated research reports for such a good advertisement?"

At this point, Tang Muqing sighed, "Did you pull me out of the bed in the hotel just to see this thing? I wanted to take a hot spring bath and drink warm wine with you after the snowfall tonight."

Gin:......

if not?

Does he like to run out to the laboratory late at night?

"It was arranged by the boss." Gin remained unmoved, his tone extremely calm, "Whether you want to see it or not, my mission is completed. It's best not to continue to urge me after I leave the institute."

Tang Muqing nodded, "Okay, I won't rush you. I'll go talk to the boss and ask what he needs."

At this point, Tang Muqing moved closer to Gin, resting his shoulder on Gin's shoulder, and then counted in a low voice, "Look, now I give you the money, I also have the technology and connections, weapons are also being developed, and even the elimination of the enemy is also being prepared. Can you take a long vacation to play with me? The organization doesn't have to spend too much energy on this matter?"

Gin had a blank expression on his face. He exhaled a puff of smoke before speaking, "Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm not in a hurry." Tang Muqing shook his head and then asked in a low voice, "Do you remember how many years we have known each other?"

Gin:......

I haven't experienced this kind of scene myself, but I seem to have heard a sentence or two about it when I was watching the drama on Vodka.

If I say I don’t remember now, will I just turn around and leave?

Gin looked at Tang Muqing from the side, his eyes fell on the other's long eyelashes, "Two years?"

right?

"Two years..." Tang Muqing's heart skipped a beat, and he spoke uncertainly, "Then how long has Kudo Shinichi been Conan?"

Gin:? ? ?

Is it the aftereffect of madness?

Or do you want to test your memory?

Gin was silent for a moment, his vigilant eyes fell on Tang Muqing's face, as if he was ready to jump up at any time to stop him from going crazy, "One month."

Tang Muqing:...

Hundreds of chapters have passed in just one month?

Tang Muqing nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, one month."

According to Conan's nature of time span being large and small, he may become Conan for a month today, and it may jump to half a year tomorrow, and ten days the day after tomorrow.

Conan promised himself temporary immortality, but true immortality would still depend on the organization's medicine, if that didn't work...

If you die of old age and still haven't achieved immortality, then you can kill yourself and seek immortality over and over again.

Tang Muqing lowered his eyes and smiled, patting the back of Gin's hand, rubbing his fingertips on the lambskin gloves that fit the skin closely, "Very good, only a month."

Gin was silent for a moment, raised his hand and pressed Tang Muqing's cheek with the back of his hand, "What's wrong? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"

Tang Muqing curled his eyes, "No, I'm just thinking about who the next detective patrol team should look for. Kudo Shinichi, Hattori Heiji, the bird player in Kyoto, and a few team members who are easy to attract the murderer, I think we can form the first indiscriminate killer team of our Black Organization."

Gin:......

So ridiculous, yet inexplicably reasonable.

Gin's eyelids twitched, "Is this your plan?"

"What else?" Tang Muqing put out his cigarette in the small ashtray beside him and said softly, "Do you want me, an ATM, to go out and kill people with a submachine gun?"