N-A-A Chapter 510: Does the life assistant still care about this?
Chapter 510: Does the life assistant still care about this?
"Mr. Guang, you don't have to wait for me. I will be back in a while. Bye-bye--"
"wait,"
Yun Xianhe looked at the hang-up interface on his phone and breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, he laughed at himself:
"I forgot again..."
Someone is waiting for him to come back for dinner or something...
How long ago was the last time?
Shaking his head to get rid of those random thoughts, Yun Xianhe quickly climbed up the tree, half-crouched on a branch and looked around the house.
Kiyonaga Matsumoto was tied to a chair with ropes, and some unknown peripheral members.
Now there is a problem.
If I rescue the other person directly, it will definitely attract the attention of the fake person in the Metropolitan Police Department.
But at the moment, the other party doesn't seem to be dangerous.
Maybe a little dehydrated and hungry.
However, according to the winery's style, in order to avoid exposing their disguise, shouldn't they directly eliminate the person to prevent future troubles?
Hmm... is it to prepare for a fallback?
At that time, all the things done by the substitute will be blamed on the real person, so as to get rid of the winery completely?
It should be said that if this is really the case, it is a good method.
Thinking about this, Yun Xianhe took another look at the people in the room, and then sent a message to 09 and the others.
[Someone come and guard it. —Brave Man]
[Yes, sir. —09]
After the robot that had bombed the winery came over to take over, Yun Xianhe drove the car back and parked it at Qilichu's place before heading home.
Just as Yun Xianhe put his hand on the courtyard fence gate, the door of the villa opened.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was just about to go out to look for someone, saw Yun Xianhe and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Welcome back, Xianhe."
"Mr. Guang, are you planning to go out?"
Yun Xianhe looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was fully armed and was unable to react for a moment.
The person being asked chuckled, frowning slightly:
"Not going out now."
"Eh? Ah, so you're going to look for me? Hahaha, sorry, but Mr. Guang, you don't have to look for me. I'm not a child. I won't get lost."
Yun Xianhe said this with a helpless look.
However, the person in front of him didn't seem to be listening carefully, but just stared at his face.
Yun Xianhe tilted his head when he felt the strong gaze.
"What's wrong Mr. Guang?"
"Your face is hurt."
"Ah... well, it's okay. I'll just apply some medicine."
One is nonchalant, the other is worried.
After being together for so long, everyone knows that brave men are prone to lying.
So, after returning to the house, Zhu Fu Jingguang rejected the other party's argument that he should handle it alone, and neatly took out the medicine box from the cabinet beside him:
"As a life assistant, bandaging my employer's wounds is part of my job."
"??"
Yun Xianhe tilted his head when he heard this.
He looked at the person in front of him with a kind and gentle smile, and asked uncertainly:
“Does the life assistant still take care of this?”
"of course."
This is a very broad profession.
At least Yun Xianhe didn't find any evidence that said life assistants couldn't bandage people's wounds.
The hero who didn't escape the disaster (?) sat upright on the sofa, staring at the TV in front of him with a guilty conscience.
A stern face is very suitable for applying medicine.
Not suitable for people who take medicine.
Yun Xianhe always felt that the other party must be angry, so he blinked and glanced at the bowl covered with a plate on the table next to him. He quickly thought of a way to change the subject:
"What delicious food did Mr. Guang make tonight?"
"Don't move yet."
Hearing this, the brave man immediately shut up: Be good.jpg
The wound, which was not serious at first, became somewhat hideous after two strong frictions.
In addition, after being covered by the simulated human skin mask for an entire afternoon, the skin around it turned pale and purple, which looked very scary.
Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned as he cleaned Yun Xianhe's wound, and his hands couldn't help but slow down his movements.
During this time, he looked up at the other person several times.
However, apart from feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at, Yun Xianhe did not seem to have any reaction of pain.
"Does it hurt?"
"Fortunately, the wound is not deep after all."
It still hurts.
How can I hold back...
"Mr. Guang? Not well yet?"
The hero interrupted Morobushi Kagemitsu's thoughts.
The man who had been running around for the whole afternoon rubbed his stomach and said pitifully:
"Can we go eat? I'm a little hungry..."
"…it is good."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang quickened his pace.
The man with a large patch on his face looked at the man who got up to heat up the food, and felt that his way of changing the subject was clever.
At least Mr. Guang didn't seem to have any intention of pursuing the matter further.
At the dinner table, the brave man, who was indeed hungry, was eating with hearty appetite.
After Zhu Fujingguang added two more bites, he looked at the person who was struggling with the ribs and asked casually:
"How's the case going?"
"We have made some progress, but more searches are needed to further identify the suspect."
"Why was Xianhe injured?"
Still asking this question.
"The suspect's shoulder was injured and he couldn't hold the knife steadily, so he got cut."
At this point, Yun Xianhe sighed and said helplessly:
"If I wasn't afraid that he would take other people hostage, I wouldn't have allowed him to hold me hostage."
"Is that so?"
"Mr. Guang, do you think anyone can hold me hostage?"
In this world today,
As long as he doesn't have any special debuffs, no one can be his opponent.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang paused for a moment, and felt that the other party was right.
"That being said, Xianhe still needs to pay attention to safety."
"Hai Hai Yi——"
However, if it was really as Yun Xianhe said, and it was just a simple cut with a knife, the wound would not look like that.
As an experienced policeman and undercover agent, Zhu Fujingguang naturally knew that there was something wrong.
But he didn't ask.
After all, even if you ask, the other party won’t tell the truth, right?
Because both parties knew the truth, they remained silent tacitly.
The next day, Yun Xianhe, who woke up naturally, received a call from Inspector Megure.
"Are you going to another meeting?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing at the entrance, handed his coat to Yun Xianhe.
The latter didn't wear any. After putting his suit jacket over his arm, he used his free hand to pull at the tie he was not used to.
"I heard that there is new progress in the direction of the previous investigation. Also, someone was attacked again yesterday afternoon. The victim is still in a coma, but an eyewitness provided clues that coincide with the clues found in the previous investigation."
At this point, Yun Xianhe remembered that he had forgotten to send the meeting information to Conan yesterday.
I opened my phone and, sure enough, there was a message from the little detective at the top.
After sending the content of yesterday's meeting to Conan, Yun Xianhe looked up at Zhu Fu Jingguang:
"Then I'm off. I'll trouble you again for dinner, Mr. Guang."
"Do you need me to send you off?"
"No, the meeting doesn't start until three o'clock. I can just walk over there slowly."
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was rejected, did not insist, but just said:
"be careful."
"Hai Hai Yi——"