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

The silver-haired man stood on the hillside, with a dark car parked next to him.

He bit the burning cigarette and looked down at the phone screen, dragging a man with long black hair into the red list.

The factory area not far away burst into flames, and amid the smoke, figures could be vaguely seen running out of the factory despite the fire.

I don't know what was stored in the factory, but a second explosion occurred under the bombing of the helicopter, and the violent sound was heard far away.

After a long time, Gin withdrew his gaze and pressed the headphones on his ears to give the command, "Retreat."

You can chase and kill, but the prerequisite for chasing and killing is to ensure your own safety.

There was such a big movement, and Rye was either dead or disabled. There was no need to risk being spotted by the police and immediately start a pursuit, but...

It’s really okay to arrange it in advance.

Gin got into the car in silence, leaned on the passenger seat and lit a cigarette again. He pressed his cell phone to report the situation to the BOSS. He thought about whether he should burn two sticks of incense if Rye died. What would he do if he was not dead? The local government began to hunt them down. After killing them, it was better to blow them up, throw them to the FBI for provocation, or just blow them up.

[Confirm whether Rye is dead, and you will handle the follow-up matters, but...where is Campari? 】

A small red dot appeared in the mailbox. Gin opened it and couldn't help but frown.

He tapped the keyboard again and reported the whereabouts of the ATM to BOSS.

【We went to Hokkaido Snow Spa Villa for vacation with Scotch, less than ten minutes away.

—————Gin. 】

Gin took a puff of cigarette, turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, and said in a deep voice: "Drive."

Vodka felt that his elder brother was not in a good mood, so he kept silent and drove, following the path around and merging into the highway, waiting for his elder brother to announce his destination.

Gin didn't speak, and just sat in the car wandering around with a sullen expression, not knowing what he was thinking about.

If you think about it carefully, Scotland's undercover agent is quite leisurely and comfortable. Although being an undercover agent can't help but feel restricted and aggrieved, he is safer than ever. With a powerful person like Tang Muqing protecting him, criminal organizations will not interfere. He even lived a normal life as if he had completely ended his undercover work. There was no displeasure except for not being able to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

It seems...rich people just know how to play.

Raising a canary is so unique.

[If Rye is confirmed to be alive, let Campari join the pursuit plan and try his abilities. 】

The email popped up again. Gin lowered his eyes and stared at the phone for a while before continuing to reply.

【He went on vacation.

————Gin. 】

In other words, he, Ginjiu, could control Tang Muqing, but he had to pay the price of being harassed. He didn't really want to bargain with Tang Muqing, which was weird.

BOSS did not continue to send the message and seemed to be planning to contact the ATM himself.

Gin put away his phone and ordered Vodka, "Go to the safe house, code name...1131."

Vodka responded and drove seriously without forgetting to say, "Brother, Campari brought a gift for you and put it in the back seat. He said it was the aromatherapy he mixed during his spare time a few days ago to relieve fatigue."

Gin:......

how?

Is Tang Muqing leaving or not? Do you have to leave something to remind him of Tang Muqing's existence at all times?

Gin chewed his cigarette and looked back. There was a square gift box placed on the back seat, wrapped in pea green gilded paper, with an off-white ribbon on it, and seemed to have a greeting card attached.

Sure enough, rich people really know how to play.

Giving gifts to criminals is so ritualistic.

……

"How about it?"

Tang Muqing held the steering wheel, stretched out his hand to push up the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked softly to the co-pilot beside him, with a light but still gentle smile on his face, "Do you like this gift?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang leaned lazily on the back of his chair, flipping through a thick stack of documents in his hand, but couldn't help but frown, "It's too expensive."

Although apartments in urban areas of Tokyo and Kyoto are not luxurious, they have convenient transportation. The hospitals and schools around the community are complete, and even parking spaces are fully equipped.

Use something like this as a gift...

"For a successful businessman, fishing in the marsh is the biggest taboo." Tang Muqing smiled, with a gentle tone and a hint of comfort, "Life assistant has been working part-time as a bodyguard for so long, maybe he will have to take care of me for a long time in the future. , this gift is a year-end bonus.”

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyelids twitched and he looked sideways at Tang Muqing, "Isn't pillow support part of the job?"

The young man in his early twenties had just graduated from college a few days ago, but he was already a successful person that everyone envied. This always gentle and smiling face often occupied the largest page in newspapers.

Young and promising, handsome in appearance and gentle in character.

But no one can imagine how bad people are under the gentle appearance. A huge factory will be blown up at any time. Faced with a criminal organization that they can't do anything about, they don't want to stay away but rush in eagerly, giving money and power and even their lives. Delivered, now...

A criminal with a dark heart rescued an undercover agent and kept him by his side, and also gave him a house and a car.

If he had changed his identity, Zhu Fu Jingguang might have been moved to tears and prepared a dowry for him on the spot.

"It doesn't count." Tang Muqing couldn't help laughing, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He reached for a cigarette from the armrest box and said with a smile, "That's because we are in love, what kind of job is that?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Are they in love?"

If Tang Muqing didn't have the status of a serious criminal, he wouldn't mind having a happy relationship, but now...

It was obvious that Tang Muqing was holding on to the lives of his relatives and friends to coerce him to stay, but he didn't seem to have any intention of breaking free from this control, because there was no way to completely get rid of it, and after getting rid of it, he would only die.

Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed inexplicably, lit the cigarette and handed it over, "Drive well."

"Ah, my driving skills are pretty good..." Tang Muqing tilted his head and bit the cigarette butt with Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand, squinting his eyes to avoid the rising smoke, focusing on the endless road ahead, " So accept this gift from me. You can use it after you completely regain your identity. I don’t think the Metropolitan Police Department will prepare a house with such superior conditions for you."

Hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart moved slightly.

Before Zhu Fu Jingguang could say anything, the cell phone placed next to the water glass began to vibrate.

"Hello." Zhu Fu Jingguang answered the phone without any intention of avoiding suspicion, but was stunned when he heard the words clearly.

"Scotch? Hand the phone to Campari."