Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

(The time when Nagai Hikari travels through time is a side story of other world lines that are not related to the main story. This is the time when Nagai Hikari travels through time in the middle of the main story.)

"Ms. Nagai is missing?" In the Maori Detective Agency, Maori Kogoro slammed the table and stood up, "Kidnapped? Or ran away from home?"

"No... I don't know." The middle-aged man with glasses in front of him pushed his glasses nervously, "We couldn't contact her last night. And she has a variety show live broadcast tomorrow night."

Nagai Hikaru? Conan, who had just returned home from school, stood behind the sofa, listening to this new request from Maori Kogoro.

She is an idol that has emerged out of nowhere in the past six months. She became famous for playing the role of a beautiful green tea villain who made people lose their minds in her first TV series.

She is very likable on variety shows and can learn any physical exercise in a few minutes, but she doesn't seem very smart. Her personality is sweet, cute, and clumsy. In less than half a year, she became popular in Japan and became an independent idol as popular as Yoko Okino.

The first photo book was reprinted three times and was still sold out.

"When was the last time you saw Miss Nagai?"

"Yesterday morning." The agent took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Yesterday morning I called her to ask about the makeup artist arrangements for tomorrow's variety show."

"Have you ever been to her apartment?"

"I went in to check, but no one was there. I also asked the apartment manager for surveillance footage, but there was no record of him leaving the elevator." The agent, known as Futian, was holding a handkerchief nervously. "I actually called the police, but the police said it hadn't been more than 24 hours, and that an adult was missing, and no one called to talk about kidnapping or anything like that. They didn't take it very seriously, and just told me to go back and wait for news."

"Yes, is it possible that she left for something?"

"Impossible!" Futian said firmly, "She...she has no friends, and no hobbies other than acting. She has no communication with the outside world at all."

"What about the parents and relatives?"

"Her parents passed away in the United States. She just returned to China not long ago and has no other relatives in Japan."

Conan leaned over the armrest of the sofa and asked, "Then how can you be sure that she is missing and not running away from home due to excessive work pressure or something like that?"

"Her wallet, cell phone, computer, etc. are still in the apartment." Futian looked at Conan and replied, "It's impossible for her to run away from home without taking these, right?"

"Can we go see the apartment?"

"Okay, okay, we can go now." Fukuda stood up and led the two of them to the door of the detective agency.

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On the highway leading to the suburbs of Tokyo, the black Porsche was moving at a steady speed.

Vodka was driving the car and said excitedly, "Rum said that the hacker Bordeaux who was found yesterday following the secret code left on the Internet was Miss Nagai Hikaru?"

"Yes." Gin held the cigarette in his mouth and exhaled white air. "Rum sent two peripheral members to kidnap her yesterday. We are going to hand her over now. We will decide whether to let her participate in the organization's training or continue to be an idol as a peripheral member."

"Her online code name is actually Bordeaux. She must be born to be part of our organization, right?" Vodka grinned, unable to suppress his joy. "Miss Xiaoguang, Miss Xiaoguang, hehe, if we're colleagues, please sign..."

"It's possible that she's an undercover agent sent from somewhere else, and she just came back from the United States, so she might be an FBI agent." Gin held the cigarette between two fingers and took out his phone with his other hand to check the navigation target location. "If she's an undercover agent sent by another organization, I can give her the body after I kill her."

Sweat dripped from Vodka's forehead: "I don't like it that much."

When the Porsche turned into a one-way street, the woods on both sides became dense.

Vodka saw a black Honda parked on a bend inside: "Is that the car? Those two outsiders... No, it looks like they were in a car accident."

"We haven't reached the agreed location yet."

The Porsche stopped next to the Honda. Gin took out his pistol, put out his cigarette, opened the car door vigilantly, and leaned against it to observe carefully for a while.

The Honda Accord had hit a tree on the side of the road, and the front of the car was deformed. Gin noticed that there was a trace of dried blood dripping down from under the rear door.

Holding the pistol, Gin glanced around and walked to the Honda. He looked up and saw that the big tree that the Honda Accord had hit was tilted, and two naked calves fell on it, shaking slightly.

"Who?" Gin pointed the gun upwards.

"Who are you?" A clear girl's voice came along with the sound of leaves being rustled by the wind.

Vodka, who got out of the car later and also held a gun, shouted first: "Miss Xiaoguang?"

"Do you know me?" The person on the tree lowered his head. He was only wearing a thin white suspender nightgown. The sunlight shone through the mottled light and shadow. Gin took a glance and was sure that this person could not be hiding any hot weapons or long weapons.

The hem and chest of her nightgown were splattered with some blackened blood. The blonde girl sat innocently on the branch of a leaning tree, with bright red marks on her face and mouth.

Vodka felt like his heart had stopped in fear: "Miss Xiaoguang? What's wrong with you?"

Nagai Mitsuru raised his hand and handed the thing in his hand down: "Do you want to eat it?"

Gin looked at the heart that the girl was holding with one hand, with its main blood vessels obviously torn, and fell into deep thought.

Vodka wanted to scream.

"Ah, you don't like it?" Nagai Mitsuru took back the dragon fruit and wanted to peel off the skin a little, but his nails were cracked because of his breast scratching during the manicure, and he really didn't want to hurt his nails again.

"Are you hungry?" Gin put down his pistol and asked in a rare gentle tone.

"Yes, I've been here for a long time, and no one has come, from dusk to dawn." Nagai Mitsuru slid his fingers across the dragon fruit intently, thinking about how to eat it.

"We have food here, don't eat that." Gin gave Vodka a look.

Vodka hurried back to the car and took out a sandwich packaged in a convenience store. Gin took the sandwich and handed it to him: "Eat this."

Nagai Hikaru threw away the dragon fruit, wiped her hands on her skirt, jumped down from the tree, and took the sandwich from Gin. Then, because of her long nails and the desire to not break them again, she stared at the plastic wrapping of the sandwich for a while.

Gin seemed to see through it, so he took the sandwich from Nagai Mitsuru, helped him tear off the plastic film on the outside, and then handed it back after unwrapping half of it.

Nagai Mitsuru took the sandwich obediently, gave Gin a sweet smile, then lowered his head and started eating it in small bites.

Vodka looked at the blood-stained Nagai Mitsuru, and walked around to the window of the Honda car to take a look inside. The two male members at the periphery, the one at the back had his neck obviously broken and a bloody hole in his chest, and the driver in the front had his forehead hit on the windshield, and his spine was obviously twisted and deformed.

Gin saw that Nagai Hikaru was almost done with his sandwich before he asked, "What happened?"

"That guy tried to tear off my skirt and said he wanted to check if I had a tracker on me." Nagai Hikaru said innocently, "I said I didn't have one. I obediently got up from the bed and followed them."

"So you killed them?"

"I thought a warning would suffice, but they were too weak."

Gin stared at Nagai Hikaru's face, and did not see a trace of gloom or resentment, only a completely innocent look.

It's similar to the bright smiles he has in magazine photos.

Vodka walked up to Gin, whispered the situation in the Honda, and then looked at Nagai Hikaru with a nervous expression.

"Blow up the car, burn the tree, and eliminate all traces around it." Gin gave the order and looked at Nagai Hikaru. He took the sandwich wrapper from his hand and put it in his windbreaker pocket. "Will you come with us?"

"Okay."

Gin still held the pistol in his hand, and pointed at the Porsche with his other hand: "Get in the car."

Nagai Mitsuru took two steps and groaned through gritted teeth.

Gin lowered his head and saw that Nagai Hikaru's bare feet were stepping on a broken branch, and there were traces of slight friction and bleeding on the edge of his feet.

"Would you like me to carry you?" Gin asked.

Nagai Hikaru turned around and naturally opened his hands, trying to reach Gin's neck. Gin put away the gun, grabbed both of his wrists with one hand, and lifted Nagai Hikaru's thighs with the other hand, and picked him up with one hand.

Before picking him up, Gin's hands had already touched Nagai Hikaru's waist, back and thighs without leaving any trace, confirming that there was no short weapon hidden.

Even though his wrists were grabbed, Nagai Hikaru had no intention of resisting and continued to look at Gin's face intently.

Gin held Nagai Hikaru in his arms and cleaned up the footprints that Nagai Hikaru had made after he jumped off the tree, then turned and walked towards the car. When he was carried to the back seat of the Porsche, Nagai Hikaru suddenly said, "There is a scar at the corner of your left eye."

"Just a bullet grazed me."

Nagai Hikaru remained quiet until he was put in the back seat. Gin sat next to him, holding his wrist tightly.

Looking at Vodka in front of him setting things up around the Honda sedan, probably intending to blow up the car and burn the trees, Nagai Mitsuru suddenly said, "I'm a boy."

"I found out just now." Before Gin picked up Nagai Hikaru, he noticed something wrong when he touched his pelvis.

But his attitude didn't change at all.

Nagai Hikaru laughed, his hands still controlled by Gin, but his feet were shaking up and down, and he seemed to be in a good mood: "What's your name?"

"Gin."