NOVEL NEXT Chapter 254 Danger!
"There's also a little policeman at home."
Tang Muching leaned back in his computer chair, holding his phone with his eyes closed, looking very sleepy. "Are you back from outside?"
"Ah."
A man's deep voice came from the receiver, accompanied by the sound of a match being struck lightly, "Leave two days for me to come out and I'll take you to see the person you want to keep."
Tang Muqing was silent for a moment, recalling the people he wanted to keep, and finally couldn't help but speak, "Then there are too many people I've left, you have to remind me."
There are too many people left behind by the organization and the god of death.
Keimitsu Morofushi, Jinpei Matsuda, Shuichi Akai's cousins, and who else?
Too many to forget.
It’s like an emperor who owns three palaces and six courtyards. Who still remembers which small room his former lover is hiding in?
During the call, Gin couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He glanced around and his eyes landed on a box lunch in front of him.
It was a gloomy safe house, and he did not hide in the basement without sunlight. However, with the curtains closed, everything in the room seemed to be covered with a layer of foggy dust, making it seem lifeless and without vitality.
The plastic disposable lunch box contained a simple bowl of rice topped with a layer of brown-red sauce, with sliced grilled eel next to it and thinly shredded cabbage underneath.
Gin looked at it for a moment and felt inexplicably annoyed.
what happened?
This thing can be considered a meal?!
Gin threw away his chopsticks and leaned lazily on the sofa. "Sherry, or you can meet Miyano Akemi if you want. I would have dealt with these two people directly, but now... I'll leave them to you."
If this had happened in the past, everyone would have been shot to death.
Gin closed his eyes, holding his phone in one hand and pressing his stomach with the other hand, "I hope you can completely control these people, otherwise..."
"What else? Send me to die with them?" Tang Muqing chuckled for a moment before continuing, "You seem a little unhappy?"
Gin:......
Gin glanced at the already cold meal on the table in annoyance, and rolled his eyes wantonly because no one was in the room, "Can you still hear that I'm unhappy?"
"Sure." Tang Muqing raised his hand to turn off the computer in front of him, and glanced at the schedule beside him. "Can I invite you on a date? I'll ask the chef to bring some soup and rice that's easy to digest."
Gin rolled his eyes again, "I just got back to Japan and I don't feel like moving."
Tang Muqing was silent for a moment, nodded, and stood up with his phone in hand. "Address? I can come to you."
Before Gin could say anything else, Tang Muqing had already walked out of the study room with his cell phone in hand, laughing in a low voice, looking helpless, "It's been a long time since I last saw you, senior. If this continues, I'm going to suspect that I've fallen out of favor..."
Gin hung up the phone decisively, not bothering to say anything.
Oh, out of favor?
Doesn’t Tang Muching have any awareness of his own fickleness?
"Want to go out?"
The man lying on the sofa opened his eyes, his curly hair was extremely messy, "Do you need me to ask Zero to come and take you? It seems he secretly went out to work."
Tang Muqing froze and said in confusion, "Working? Is the salary I give him not enough for him to live on? Or does he have a mistress outside who costs him money?"
Isn't this enough?
Even if he stole his money to support the Metropolitan Police Department, he wouldn't go and work secretly, right?
If that doesn’t work...how about trying to act like a spoiled child?
Tang Muching is super generous.
Hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei spread his hands and said, "Go check the news."
"Oh." Tang Muqing responded, glanced at Matsuda Jinpei and went to the cloakroom to find clothes. He even found two sets of pajamas and stuffed them into a paper bag. "Then you stay at home and make an alibi for me. I'm going out to meet the criminal."
Matsuda Jinpei:......
For the first time, I felt the irritation beneath Tang Muching's gentle appearance.
Not only did he call him a child, but now he said he was going to commit a crime right in front of him. I don’t know how Hiro and Zero could tolerate this.
Matsuda Jinpei lay on the sofa, looking at Tang Muqing speechlessly, "Can't you think I'm a black cop just because I look a bit ruffian? Don't you have any reservations about it?"
Tang Muching changed his pants and put on a shirt. Hearing this, he couldn't help but lower his eyes and chuckle.
He put on his clothes and put on his coat before walking to the sofa and ruffling Matsuda Jinpei's curly hair. "How do you look like a black cop? Don't say that about yourself."
Matsuda Jinpei looked up at Tang Muqing, and after a while he couldn't help but ask, "What does that loving expression of yours mean?"
love?
"I just think you're cute." Tang Muqing picked up the watch cover from the table and put it on. He sat on a small stool beside him and slowly put on his socks and shoes. He said softly, "But don't worry. I always treat you as my younger brother. Sometimes I feel that we are not very similar."
Curly looks very similar and has similar experiences, but there are still differences. He won't do anything like finding a substitute.
"Hmm?" Jinpei Matsuda raised his eyebrows, seeming a little curious.
"If you were my brother, I would have beaten you to death countless times." Tang Muqing glanced at the cigarette box next to Matsuda Jinpei and sneered, "You may not have seen me in action, but honey, when I want to hit someone, no one dares to avoid me."
Matsuda Jinpei:......
Threat?
Matsuda Jinpei sighed, propped up his chin and looked at Tang Muqing, "Is it really similar?"
"Not like that. He's much more refined than you, a very conceited kid." Tang Muqing smiled with his eyes bent, stood up, holding a small paper bag and walked out. When passing by the shoe cabinet, he took out a pair of car keys and said, "Stay here, Mr. Amuro will come over to have dinner with you later, but..."
Tang Muching paused, inexplicably worried that his head would change color.
He turned his head and looked at Matsuda Jinpei with a suspicious look, "You and Zero won't stain my sheets, right?"
Danger!