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

Chapter 56 Oh, wrong



The man who was bound by ropes was thrown on the carpet, with tape on his mouth and a pair of eyes filled with fear.

Tang Muqing glanced at it and then looked at Gin Jiu, "Want me to practice?"

A nice deluxe double bed room, so dirty?

Is it really not possible to move to another place?

Gin sat with his legs crossed and dropped the gun in his hand on the table in front of Tang Muqing. His voice was gloomy and cold, "You don't need to beat around the bush when dealing with smart people. You should understand what I mean."

"Yeah." Tang Muqing glanced at the gun and couldn't help but frown, "How cruel."

Those who beat and kill are not gentle at all.

Tang Muqing took the gun on the table and skillfully checked the flexibility of the gun. Finally, he looked at Gin and fired a shot without looking back.

A loud sound sounded, and Tang Muqing put the gun on the table. The smile on his face did not change at all, "What kind of training is this? If senior wants to bomb Japan one day, I might be more excited."

Vodka lowered his eyes, looking at the poor man who was shot to death by the vixen, and then looked up at Tang Muqing's hand.

Half of the palms were folded into the sleeves, and the palms were turned red by the recoil of the gun, but...

Vodka blinked, suddenly feeling that this vixen was just pretending to be sick.

"Take care of it, your identity is still useful." Gin chuckled, stood up, put on his coat and gloves, put the gun in his pocket, took the vodka and turned around and walked towards the door, "Don't let the BOSS treat you. of importance."

The door panel opened and closed, and Tang Muqing rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Master Qing?" Zhu Fu Jingguang knocked on the door again, but was careful not to enter.

Tang Muqing sighed softly, glanced at the scene in the room, then sat leaning to the side, shaking his cell phone to make a call.

"Xiao Qing?" The man's elegant and steady voice came from the microphone, seeming to be a little doubtful.

It was so early in the morning, which beauty's bed did this young master get up from?

"It's me, Uncle Hecheng." Tang Muqing stared at the phone and spoke softly, "Uncle Hecheng, I accidentally killed someone in our hotel near Tokyo, can you... help me? "

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into a dead silence.

Regardless of Tang Mu and Cheng's reaction, Tang Muqing raised his legs slightly to avoid the blood flowing to his feet, waiting for the other party's answer.

How to do it?

The good-for-nothing little emperor gets into trouble, isn't it the regent who cleans up the mess?

Who makes it impossible for the current regent to replace him, let alone to abdicate the useless little emperor?

Tang Mu and Cheng took a deep breath, touched the quick-acting Jiuxin Pills on the side and swallowed one.

He is only in his early thirties. He is not much older than Tang Muqing. Why do you torture him like this? !

"Xiao Qing...are you kidding uncle?" Tang Mu Hecheng couldn't say anything, and for a moment he wanted to open Tang Muqing's mind to see what was inside.

He has done such sneaky things before, but how could he be so confident and bold enough to speak out and ask for his help?

"It's true..." Tang Muqing sighed with emotion, and there seemed to be a little fear in his voice, "Yesterday I met someone I really like, so I stayed in the hotel at home temporarily. When I woke up early in the morning, he broke in. I was shocked. I didn’t sleep until twelve o’clock noon…”

Tang Muhecheng:...

The key is that you didn't sleep until twelve o'clock?

The key is that you didn't sleep until twelve o'clock with the person you like?

how? Are you planning to do something meaningful during this time in the morning?

Before Tang Mu and Cheng could speak, Tang Muqing sighed again, "Uncle He Cheng, if you have no other choice... I'd better surrender myself..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Muhe Cheng's heart skipped a beat, "Wait--"

There is a way! There is definitely a way!

As a capitalist, there is nothing he can do. Isn’t there a winery? !

"Get out of there, I'll take care of the rest." Tang Mu Hecheng took a deep breath again and said sincerely, "You can't be so willful in the future."

"Okay." Tang Muqing agreed obediently, and then hung up the phone decisively.

He Shi Shiran stood up and walked towards the door with a gentle and warm smile on his face.

How to do it?

Tang Mu and Cheng are inseparable from the winery. Even if Tang Mu and Cheng don't know that he has joined the winery, they should know that Tang Muqing is the person that the winery pays attention to, so...

When something like this happened, why should Tang Mu and Cheng both go to the Haohao Qin Bar?

Ask Gin for his opinion? Report on your progress?

Gin…

Oh, Gin had soiled the place where he and Gin had their first date, how could he not be a little upset?

Don’t you know that bosses care about first meetings, first dates, and all kinds of first times? !

Tang Muqing closed the door of the hotel room with his backhand and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang with a smile, "Mr. Obara, we can go."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the closed door before nodding, "Okay."

The sound of gunfire, and the man who never came out...

Who did it?

But I can no longer investigate. It seems that I have aroused a little suspicion and temptation.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took Tang Muqing away from the VIP passage, and it was not until he got in the car that Tang Muqing's face darkened.

He sighed softly, sat in the passenger seat and closed his eyes, "Mr. Obara, I'm really sorry just now. I was not in a good mood and lost my temper with you."

Mature bosses must learn to sense employees' emotions and comfort them in a timely manner.

Hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was driving, was startled, and then he laughed, "This is nothing."

Compared with those people who are difficult to maintain, Tang Muqing, the young master who loses his temper every six months, is really nice.

But what he is thinking about now is how far the connection between Tang Muqing and the organization has reached, and what exactly caused his suspicion. How much has the suspicion in Ginjiu's heart been confirmed? !

"I still want to say sorry." Tang Muqing narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the vehicle in front of him, "But... Mr. Obara, will you leave me?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly glanced at Tang Muqing from the rearview mirror, and said with suspicion in his voice, "Leave?"

The young man was leaning on the seat and relaxing. His face seemed a little pale due to his health, and he put his palm on his heart without moving away, but this question...

Is Tang Muqing speaking as an employer?

Or speaking as a newcomer to the organization?

"Well." Tang Muqing raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes and slowly tore open the plastic seal on the outside of the cigarette box with a soft voice, "I really like Mr. Obara. If Mr. Obara leaves me one day, I can't imagine what I should have." How sad."

Tang Mu counted a cigarette and looked at the email address displayed on the phone screen. "Oh, I made a mistake. It should have been...Scotland."


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