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

"Call me here in such a hurry..."

Tang Muqing stretched out, his suit jacket hanging casually in his arms, and the navy blue silk shirt he wore loosely underneath. Behind him was a life assistant wearing sunglasses and a mask, and there were many policemen beside him, "I just came from Hawaii. It’s been less than twenty-four hours since I came back…”

If Tang Muqing hadn't been really bold, he would have contacted Gin Jiu, who was in the criminal organization, to cooperate with him in escaping from prison.

Hearing this, the man following him held up the hat on his head, frowned and said seriously, "Mr. Tang Mu, not only is the entire Metropolitan Police Department active, but the masses are also panicking."

As he spoke, Officer Mumu handed the paper wrapped in a plastic bag to Tang Muqing, put his palm on Tang Muqing's back and pushed him into the playground on the roadside, "We hope to gather multiple forces to complete this crisis response. response.”

Tang Muqing:...

Tang Muqing lowered his eyes and looked at the paper in his hand, and three black lines silently slid down his forehead.

[We are a group of Round Table knights, all stupid and cunning——]

A large paragraph of text was printed on white paper, and the black font looked particularly glaring and headache-inducing.

Tang Muqing couldn't help but press his forehead, "To be honest, I don't seem to be very good at this kind of crossword puzzle."

You might be able to see something wrong if you study it carefully, but in this science world where detectives are everywhere, his speed is obviously not enough. It is better to leave the stage to the detectives and police.

He, Tang Muqing, is very self-aware.

"The mystery has been solved, but there may be other hidden meanings, so I asked you, who is good at psychology, to take a look, and there are indeed many panicked people here who have not yet been evacuated." Officer Memu squinted at Tang Mu Qing, just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted.

"Hiro?"

A clear voice sounded, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

Tang Muqing turned around silently, glanced at the motionless life assistant, and looked to the side at the source of the sound.

Oh, little sunglasses, little curly hair.

Tang Muqing withdrew his gaze and was about to say something when he was suddenly confused for a moment.

He met his gaze through the small sunglasses and felt the lightbulb labeled White Moonlight above the boss's head suddenly light up.

But Bai Yueguang waits a minute. What did Bai Yueguang call just now? !

Hiro?

"I'll deal with this bomb first and then I'll chat with you." The little sunglasses raised his lips and smiled, and the cigarette between his lips swayed slightly.

Tang Muqing looked at the Ferris wheel car that had left the ground, and glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "Who was he talking to just now?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was unmoved and had already eliminated the various names from his body reactions.

"No...I don't know..." Officer Memu Doudouyan said, "I thought you guys knew each other..."

"I don't know." Tang Muqing responded, casually opening the door of the police car next to him and pushing Zhu Fu Jingguang in, "Unbombers are generally classified as violent criminals. They should not be very old and are easily driven by emotions. Violent behavior, good physical fitness, but lack of responsibility and obligation to family members in society, lack of empathy, and weak legal awareness."

Tang Muqing sat next to Zhu Fu Jingguang, opened the car door, pulled off the golden bead string on his wrist, slowly rubbed and turned it, and looked at Officer Mu Mu who was standing next to the car, "The prisoner's self-awareness is inflated, and his heart is uncontrollable." Emotions dominate, psychological factors and the external environment will inspire his criminal behavior, and his character may show naivety or even naivety at certain times. In short, this is his stage."

"Oh..." Officer Mu Mu heard a long narration from Tang Muqing for the first time, and was a little confused for a moment.

On the side, Shiratori Rensanlang approached Tang Muqing through his good personal relationship, "What do you mean..."

"The successful solution of the explosion by the police was an accident that was included in the plan. The other party should have a backup plan, right?" Tang Muqing patted Zhu Fu Jingguang's palm, took out his phone and pressed it quickly, "Anger, resentment, jealousy, Fear, these are the emotional characteristics of such violent criminals, so..."

Tang Muqing closed the car door smoothly, "Give me two minutes to think about it, and by the way, let the police officer who is dismantling the bomb observe the bomb more."

The car windows were raised, blocking the sight of many police officers outside the car.

Tang Muqing pressed the phone and looked at it, then turned around and reached out to remove the sunglasses and mask on Zhu Fu Jingguang's face, revealing a pair of blue eyes filled with worry.

Tang Muqing tilted his head, "Huh? Was he calling you just now?"

It's another Bai Yueguang, but it doesn't seem to be as convenient as Zhu Fu Jingguang who can buy it directly with money. This bomber should be left to Conan to deal with.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's lowered eyelids trembled, and his slightly raised eyelashes seemed to move. After a while, he said, "Are you checking whether I am from the Metropolitan Police Department?"

He came to the Metropolitan Police Department before he even woke up after getting off the plane. After listening to some phone calls, he was asked to put on a mask and sunglasses, giving him no chance to find an excuse to avoid the police.

Although he didn't feel that many people in the Metropolitan Police knew him, the appearance of the little curly guy wearing sunglasses just now really shattered his illusion.

This is no longer recognizing himself, this is directly sending his good friend to his face.

But... Little Curly Hair is in danger now, and Zhu Fu Jingguang doesn't know whether to think about whether he is in danger or the other party is in danger.

Logically speaking, Tang Muqing, a criminal, has been surrounded by the police, but fundamentally, it seems that he, the undercover, has been surrounded by Tang Muqing.

Tang Muqing smiled, hooked the mask with his fingertips and put it on Zhu Fu Jingguang, then put on the sunglasses as well.

He threw the suit jacket he was holding in his arms to Zhu Fu Jingguang, and felt a little guilty looking at the other person's alert sitting posture.

Hey, Bai Yueguang is going to be frightened by herself.

But...

"No need to confirm, you are." Tang Muqing looked sideways at Zhu Fu Jingguang, pressed Zhu Fu Jingguang's palm with slight force, "There is no bugging device in the car, and the communication device equipped on the police car has also been turned off. But Mr. Obara..."

Tang Muqing paused, his voice inexplicably lowered, "Ah no, I should call you Mr. Zhu Fu Jingguang."

After the words fell, Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart skipped a beat and he raised his eyes to look at Tang Muqing.

The moment he met the light brown eyes, Tang Muqing rolled his eyes.

He leaned on the vehicle seat, just enough to reveal the slowly moving Ferris wheel outside the window.

In the midst of Zhu Fu Jingguang's crazy heartbeat, Tang Muqing smiled and said, "I didn't want to have a candid chat with you so early, but now it seems like a good opportunity."

Tang Muqing knocked on the car window and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang and said, "If I don't interfere, the people on the Ferris wheel will definitely die. This is not my script, this is the ending arranged by fate."