NOVEL NEXT Chapter 250 Dreaming
The police who arrived in a hurry immediately surrounded the entire villa. The police officers who came and went took every guest for questioning. Only half of them, Tang Muqing, was left in the living room.
"After receiving your call, I just ordered the people to go and the helicopter has already arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department."
Mu Mu Shisan's eyes were half-opened, and he looked at Tang Muqing speechlessly, "Is this considered a privilege?"
"How could it be?" Tang Muqing smiled with his eyes bent, and glanced around, "This is what I should do as a citizen. If I find any signs of crime, I can't let it go easily. Instead of waiting until someone dies to make amends, It’s better to nip it before it happens, isn’t it?”
Tang Muqing smiled softly, and when he turned his face, his expression instantly changed into a look of grievance.
He looked at the man standing behind Megure Thirteen, leaning on the sofa and raising his head, "Officer Obara, does the assistant training include dressing wounds?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
Speechless.
Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Tang Muqing's somewhat exaggeratedly wrapped fingers and nodded, "There's nothing wrong with it. We really need to apply pressure to stop the bleeding."
The wound dressing skills taught in the police academy have been trained by the organization. How could it be wrong?
"You will be partial." Tang Muqing glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang and stretched out his hand, "Are you going to get busy? Can you comfort me before you get busy? I don't think Mr. Ohara wants to see me sad either. Do you have to cry?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyelids twitched and he glanced at the dark-faced Zero next to him. He looked away and sighed heavily.
He took two steps forward, hugged Tang Muqing, and whispered, "Stop teasing Zero, he is thin-skinned."
Tang Muqing was silent.
Tang Muqing turned his head and looked at Jiang Guling, and after a while he opened his mouth, "Huh?"
Who?
Who is thin-skinned? !
Was he hallucinating?
Zhu Fu Jingguang chuckled, patted Tang Muqing's shoulder and walked towards the temporarily requisitioned room, "Mr. Amuro, please sit with Mr. Tang Mu for a while, I'm going to get busy."
Thirteen and a half-moon watched his right-hand man leave, and then looked at the blond man sitting next to Tang Muqing, lighting up a cigarette and playing with his mobile phone with a cold face. Finally, he looked at the blond man who was leaning against Mr. Amuro with a gentle smile and whispering. Tang Muqing.
After a while, he sighed heavily.
Memu Thirteen patted his hat and continued to look for the attacker.
Alas, I can’t say.
Your circle is too chaotic!
"How can you complain?"
Jiang Gu Ling chewed his cigarette and looked at Tang Muqing in disbelief, "Is it because I didn't take good care of you? It's obviously because you don't know your abilities clearly!"
You have to go into the kitchen!
Are you injured? !
"Ah." Tang Muqing laughed. He lowered his head and rummaged through the cigarette case from Fangtani Rei's pocket, and said with a smile, "Didn't I see Mr. Obara and say hello? Besides...a delicate person like me has to be able to complain. Ah, otherwise, why would I make Mr. Obara feel distressed?"
Hearing this, Jiang Guling rolled his eyes unceremoniously.
Will Jingguang feel distressed?
Have you opened your eyes to see what was written on Jing Guang’s face just now? It’s true that he is so helpless!
"A delicate person still smokes?" Fang Gulii glanced at the man who lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette with disgust, then turned his head away silently, not planning to say anything else.
It's a bit sad.
I originally thought that after the undercover mission was over, I would go back to the Metropolitan Police Department and become a good police officer, or maybe open a store or something.
just now……
He went back to be a policeman with a hammer, and so many fellow police officers watched helplessly as a man took advantage of them!
"Brother Tang Mu!"
Yuanzi just finished asking and walked out quickly.
She looked around, sat on the small sofa next to Tang Muqing, and placed a cup of hot tea in front of Tang Muqing, "Xiaolan hasn't finished yet, but she specifically told me to give you a cup of hot tea, so as not to You're cold."
"Thank you, Xiaolan and Yuanzi." Tang Muqing smiled, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and then looked at Yuanzi, "You...this look..."
It was sparkling, much like the look in his eyes when he was pestered for pocket money before.
Yuanzi tilted his head and lowered his voice and said, "I'm curious. Brother Tang Mu made such a big show of asking the Metropolitan Police to come here overnight. Aren't you afraid of being accused of using the back door?"
Tang Muqing almost reflexively asked which back door it was, but suppressed the impolite words when he saw Yuanzi's face.
He looked at Yuanzi, thought for a while, and then said calmly: "In my opinion, no amount of money is too much to spend on safety. Of course, I don't care about those rumors."
Having said this, Tang Muqing hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and patted Yuanzi on the shoulder, and said softly: "You are going out to play with your sister and her friends. Shouldn't there be chefs and bodyguards arranged in the villa? After all, it's just a few Are there any children who have just graduated, including minors?”
He, Tang Muqing!
Just to break the curse of the late-night murderer in the villa!
How many people can be killed in one night?
Why not save your time and go have a blast with gin or something...
Yuanzi said thoughtfully, "But we want to go out and play by ourselves. If there are nannies and bodyguards around, we always feel uncomfortable."
"If you want to experience the fun of doing it yourself, you must at least do it safely." Tang Muqing smiled and said softly: "You can first ask the nanny to clean and prepare the ingredients, and then wait in the room while the bodyguard confirms the safety equipment of the house. , then check if there is anything wrong in the surrounding woods, and finally come over and have fun, wouldn't it be better? "
Yuanzi looked up blankly, "Brother Tang Mu seems to have arranged many similar banquets..."
"Of course, I'm very experienced." Tang Muqing smiled and glanced around.
The original guest was taken for questioning, and the police went in and out looking for the attacker...
and many more!
Tang Muqing turned to look at Yuanzi and asked blankly, "I remember you said before... that you were attacked by a bandage monster?"
"Of course, it's very scary!" Yuanzi's pupils shrank and she spoke seriously, "I'm absolutely right! It's a person covered in bandages."
Tang Muqing:...
Tang Muqing was silent.
He leaned on the sofa, holding a cup of hot tea to warm his cold fingers, his eyes full of confusion.
Bandage weirdo.
Well, this is not a case where someone dies randomly, this is... a famous childhood shadow!
Tang Muqing took a deep breath and sighed helplessly after a while.
If it's gone, it's gone. He's stabbed himself so many times. What's wrong with a few less people dying this time?
"Brother Tang Mu!"
Yuanzi suddenly thought of something, and looked at Tang Muqing with bright eyes, "Brother Tang Mu is so careful, can I leave Conan to you when I go shopping with Xiaolan in the future? Don't worry, I will never disturb you, so just leave Just keep him in the room and give him something to eat and drink! We go shopping quickly! You don’t know, since Conan came, Xiaolan and I have had fewer opportunities to see each other..."
Beside, Conan's eyes instantly shone as he walked out of the interrogation room.
Tang Muqing's palms trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
He looked at Fangtani Rei and stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Ah, Mr. Amuro, my head hurts."
dream!