Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Nagai Hikaru stayed in Europe with Gin for more than a month before returning to Japan together.

When Vodka drove to the airport to pick them up, there were a lot of reporters and cameras at the exit of the first-class cabin.

The two didn't pay attention at the time. When Nagai Hikaru walked out of the passage holding the arm of Gin, who was wearing a black windbreaker, and Nagai Hikaru was wearing a black halter-neck slim dress with her long golden hair draped diagonally, the originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

Gin frowned, and airport security quickly came out to separate the crowd and told them that the person they were waiting for was behind.

The two men came out of the passage with grim looks on their faces, and Shuichi Hamura then asked the reporters and photographers to delete the photos on the grounds of personal privacy.

But two TV stations still captured them live and the footage was circulated.

After getting into the black Porsche, Nagai Hikaru was a little confused: "What's going on at the entrance to the passage?"

"You came out of the VIP channel, right? Recently, a princess from a small country is visiting Japan, and it seems that her arrival time overlaps with yours. Those reporters should be waiting to take pictures of the princess."

Gin lit up the cigarette with the cigarette lighter: "Let's go back first."

Nagai Hikaru yawned: "Yeah, I'm a little tired, let's go back first."

"Where's Hamura?" Vodka looked in the rearview mirror and didn't see the black Bentley following.

"I'll catch up with him later. He must be communicating with the reporters who took pictures of us." Nagai Hikaru took out his phone and searched the news. Gin and his photos had been posted on social media. Someone asked if this was Princess Mira? He denied it, and then someone asked which country the princess was from.

Compared to a princess, looking at the man she is holding, I feel that she is more like a gangster's woman...

Then the topic went completely off track and started discussing what a gangster's wife should be like.

I sent an email to Nagai Akira, asking him to clean up all his online posts related to gin.

At breakfast the next day, Nagai Mitsuru picked up the invitation on the table and said, "I just got here and I got this? I was exhausted in Europe this month and I don't really feel like working."

Hamura Shuichi smiled and explained: "I have already rejected the ordinary invitations on behalf of the young lady, but I think the young lady can take a look at this one."

"what?"

"It's a hotel invitation. It's a cocktail party hosted by Princess Mira of the Kingdom of Wisbania who was supposed to come out of the passage at that time yesterday. Mr. Maori and Ms. Suzuki are also invited."

"Oh." Nagai Hikaru flipped open the invitation and took a sip of the orange juice he had for breakfast. "It looks like a more formal cocktail party. Let's make an appointment with the stylist."

"Yes, Miss."

Vodka smiled and said, "I cleaned up the news online yesterday, but Big Brother and Bordeaux are still too conspicuous, and many live screenshots are still circulating in a small range. There's really nothing we can do about them."

Nagai Hikaru said indifferently while eating fried eggs: "If there is no news from us for two weeks, we will basically be forgotten. The Internet is very forgetful."

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At the evening party, Nagai Hikaru unexpectedly saw Toru Amuro in addition to Suzuki Sonoko, Mori Kogoro, and Conan.

Nagai Hikaru was wearing a white one-shoulder evening gown today. She wore a white mesh hat on her head, the mesh slightly covered her face, and her golden hair was all tied up.

Suzuki Mariko came over with a smile and took his arm: "I saw that man on the live broadcast last night. Who is that? He looks like a perfect match for you."

"..." Nagai Hikaru smiled and looked around, "Is Xiaolan not here?"

"She said she wants to train in karate. Don't change the subject." Suzuki Sonoko grabbed Nagai Hikaru's arm and gently pinched a piece of flesh. "If you don't tell the truth, I will interrogate you."

"Ah, that's Brother Toru over there." Nagai Hikaru took a few quick steps and dragged Suzuki Mariko over with him. "Brother Toru, you're here at this cocktail party too? Ah, and you're not a waiter?"

Amuro Toru, who was wearing a white evening gown, laughed dryly: "I don't work part-time anywhere. Xiaoguang, your impression of me is a bit too stereotyped."

Suzuki Mariko, who was dragged over, was forced to give up her previous question and greeted him: "Mr. Amuro, long time no see."

"Everyone is here at this cocktail party." Toru Amuro looked towards the podium. At this time, Princess Mira came out and everyone was stunned.

Nagai Hikaru frowned: "You always say that I have face blindness. I want to ask, is it my illusion that I think this person looks like Xiaolan?"

"No, it really looks like it." Suzuki Mariko said in a low voice.

Amuro Toru also nodded: "Indeed... She is at least 80% similar to Miss Xiaolan."

"What is this? Half-sisters?" Nagai Hikaru looked down at Conan who had been following him without saying much. "Oh, I remember I met a high school student from Ekoda who looked exactly like Shinichi."

"No, no, no, Xiaoguang, just forget about this. After all, Hattori looks like Shinichi." Suzuki Mariko shook her head in rejection.

"Why don't you believe me?" Nagai Mitsuru felt helpless.

Conan glanced at him sideways, his face full of what he thought was the reason.

The reporter asked Princess Mira several questions, and the blond bodyguard next to her answered them all. Princess Mira said nothing.

Nagai Hikaru was bored and turned to ask Suzuki Mariko: "Has anything interesting happened recently? Did Kidd come to steal your gems?"

"Ah, yes, but it wasn't Mr. Kidd who came to steal the gems. It was Uncle Jiroyoshi who asked Mr. Kidd to help open the lock of the safe because Lupin was locked inside." Suzuki Mariko recalled.

"Where's Conan?" Nagai Mitsuru looked down.

Conan touched his head and tried to smile, "Ah, I want to drink some juice. I'll get it now." Then he walked towards the juice counter.

Suzuki Mariko watched him walk away before she whispered, "He probably didn't dare to tell you that he went skiing with his Junior Detective Team, and not only did the reservoir get blown up, but there was also an avalanche. He was almost buried in the snow."

Nagai Mitsuru was surprised: "Avalanche?" Isn't it summer now? Where did the snow come from? Oh, right, Ke Xue.

Amuro Toru nodded: "I was also shocked. At first he used me as an excuse to report the tunnel bomb to the Metropolitan Police Department. This kid is really too bold."

Suzuki Sonoko took Nagai Hikaru's arm and looked over to Conan: "I want to drink some juice, too. Go get it with me."

As he was speaking, Conan was seen shouting to stop Princess Mira on the stage from drinking the red wine that had just been poured for her.

Then the blond man who seemed to be a bodyguard came to his senses and asked someone to capture the sommelier.

As the sommelier ran out in panic, he met Kogoro Mouri. The sleeping detective threw the suspect to the ground with a decisive shoulder throw.

Suzuki Sonoko was shocked by this series of developments.

Soon, Kogoro Mouri and Inspector Megure went to discuss the issue of the princess's protection with the princess's bodyguard, and Toru Amuro, as Kogoro Mouri's apprentice, also followed.

"Conan is missing too?" Suzuki Mariko searched again and again among the remaining people in the venue, but did not see the child.

Nagai Hikaru walked to the table, picked up a glass of orange juice and handed it to Suzuki Sonoko: "Most likely they ran along to watch the fun, and this princess looks so much like Xiaolan, she must want to get closer to her."

Suzuki Sonoko took the orange juice and took a sip: "This princess is quite miserable. Just after the Queen and her brother passed away, she was forced to come to Japan to participate in a visit and attend these inexplicable cocktail parties. She was also assassinated..."

"It's probably her uncle who's planning to get the ore." Nagai Mitsuru also picked up a glass of juice. "The ore from their country is already being resold on the black market in the United States, and the price is almost equal to that of gold. What's the big deal about killing a nephew for such a profit? His uncle can kill his own child."

Suzuki Mariko looked at Nagai Hikaru in shock: "Didn't they say that the prince accidentally killed his mother and then committed suicide?"

"It's impossible if you think about it." Nagai Hikaru and Suzuki Mariko walked to a corner and whispered, "Now that the princess is dead, Vesbania will be ruled by the princess' uncle."

"Oh my god, Xiaoguang, where did you know this information?"

"With your status, you can find out if you ask carefully." Nagai Mitsuru sipped the juice slowly, "and his uncle's work is not very strict. This case does not require reasoning, it is just a proof question. But there is news that there is news internationally that Lupin is also eyeing the ore."

"Lupin? Uncle Jiroyoshi's family?... No, that... the real international thief?" Suzuki Sonoko felt that she had refreshed her worldview a bit too much.

"Speaking of which, how old is Lupin the Third? I feel like he's been an international thief since I was born." Nagai Hikaru didn't want to drink orange juice anymore, but it was a bit troublesome to walk around with a half-full cup, so he dragged Suzuki Sonoko out of the corner again and put the cup on the table.

A waitress dressed as a maid came over, collected several glasses on the edge of the table, and left the cocktail party with them.

Suzuki Sonoko watched the maid leave and couldn't help but say, "Oh my God, her breasts... are bigger than Teacher Judy's. Foreign women are really..." As she spoke, she lowered her head and measured her chest, then showed a complicated expression. It's not like she was envious, but it's not like that.

Nagai Hikaru nodded: "Don't you think it's inappropriate to discuss breast size with me?"

"…It's okay, Hikaru. Men have big breasts too."

Nagai Hikaru smiled with veins popping out, raised his hand and pinched Suzuki Sonoko's face, squeezing her face in the middle to make an octopus pout: "Sonoko, you are really, talking nonsense again."

After laughing and joking for a while, Nagai Mitsuru used the excuse of being bored and wanting to check his phone to go to the locker and get his handbag.

Suzuki Sonoko also took her handbag and asked with a smile: "Why don't we just go back? I don't think the princess will come out again."

Nagai Hikaru agreed very much: "It's only a few floors away. If someone sees us leaving early in the elevator, we'll be embarrassed. Let's sneak away from the stairs. I'll ask Shuichi to meet us downstairs."

"Smart!" Suzuki Sonoko gave a thumbs up, and the two of them quietly opened the door of the fire escape and slid down.

Just after walking up one floor, I saw a figure in a pink corseted white dress sneaking down the stairs.

"…I think I saw Xiaolan?"

"No...that's Princess Mira," Suzuki Sonoko corrected.

The person in front heard the sound behind, turned around to look at them, and then ran down in panic on her high heels.

"Chase?"

Nagai Hikaru asked curiously, "Why? Sonoko, we are wearing fitted dresses, how can we run?"

At this time, a man with a flat head who looked like a bodyguard ran down from above. When he saw Nagai Hikaru, he was stunned for a moment: "Are you the blonde girl at the airport?"

"what?"

"Have you seen Princess Mira?"

Suzuki Sonoko was about to answer when Nagai Hikaru pulled her aside and said, "Who are you? The one who assassinated the princess?"

Suzuki Sonoko, who was about to speak, immediately shut her mouth.

Seeing that Nagai Mitsuru didn't answer his question, the man didn't bother to continue chasing after him. He just stepped over the stairs they were on and continued to chase after him downstairs.

Nagai Mitsuru lightly lifted his leg and tripped him. The man lost his balance and fell down the entire flight of stairs, fainting.

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned.