Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

When Toru Amuro rushed over, his face turned dark. He looked at the dark sea, thought for a moment, took off his coat and jumped in.

Conan's face turned pale as he watched Nagai Hikaru, who had been injected with an anesthetic needle, falling into the sea with Vermouth in his arms.

Haibara Ai jumped out of the car that Amuro Toru had just been sitting in, and trotted over to Conan: "Kudo, are you okay?"

“… Xiaoguang… Xiaoguang jumped into the sea holding Vermouth.”

"What?" Huiyuan Ai's pupils shrank, "Sister, why is she here?"

"...I don't know." Conan's face was still pale, "Why are you here?"

Huihara Ai took out the spare tracking glasses: "I, I woke up and found that you were not there, so I used this to follow you. I met Mr. Amuro on the way. He was driving this way with many police cars."

Conan turned his head sharply and said to Yuya Kazami who was coming over: "Mr. Public Security, there is another person from the organization on the container. It's Calvados. Go and catch him."

Yuya Kazami hurriedly arranged for people to get on the container opposite.

There was still no movement in the sea, and Conan and Haibara Ai felt like their breathing was about to stop.

Suddenly Conan took off his coat and was about to jump down.

Huiyuan Ai pointed at the sea and trembled a little: "Is that... blood?"

Conan hurriedly turned on the flashlight on his watch, and in the black sea, there were hints of red.

"Sister..." Haibara Ai felt dizzy, her whole body swayed and she almost fell down.

Conan hurriedly helped her sit down beside him, and a few police officers who rushed over and were probably good at swimming also jumped in.

At this time, water splashed everywhere, and Amuro Toru swam up holding the unconscious Nagai Mitsuru.

On the other side, a public security officer also floated up holding Vermouth. There was a gunshot hole on her temple that pierced her brain, and the blood that flowed out had become very light after mixing with the sea water.

After climbing ashore with the person in his arms, Amuro Toru took a few deep breaths before lowering his head to listen to Nagai Mitsuru's heartbeat.

Then he pressed Nagai Hikaru's chest several times, lifted Nagai Hikaru's neck, and gave him air mouth-to-mouth.

After a few times, Nagai Mitsuru coughed up some water, but still did not wake up. Amuro Toru listened to his heartbeat again and confirmed that he was fine.

"It's okay... She should be fine, she just fell asleep."

Haibara Ai knelt down beside Nagai Hikaru with all her strength, and cried on his chest: "Sister..."

Conan also breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Vermouth, and looked at the Beretta in her hand: "What is this? Xiaoguang's pistol."

Amuro Toru's voice was calm: "Vermouth committed suicide."

Conan turned around: "But this pistol is..."

"She committed suicide!" Amuro Toru emphasized again.

Conan shut his mouth.

Amuro Toru coughed a few times, took the blanket handed to him by the police behind him, asked Haibara Ai to move aside a little, covered Nagai Mitsuru with the blanket, then bent down, picked him up, and walked towards his car.

"Mr. Amuro." A voice came, and Hamura Shuichi walked out from the crowd of public security officers at the back, "Can you give me the young lady?"

"She needs to go to the hospital."

"No, Miss needs to go home and rest." Hamura Shuichi stretched out his hand and took Nagai Hikaru from Amuro Toru's arms, "Miss needs to go home and rest tonight."

Amuro Toru understood something and shut his mouth.

Shuichi Hamura looked around, his eyelids drooping. "The young lady went straight home after attending a friend's party today. Vermouth's death was really unexpected."

Conan looked at Shuichi Hamura, as if he wanted to say something.

Hamura Shuichi smiled at him: "After all, Vermouth has a special position in the organization. I think that adult must be very angry."

After saying that, he turned around, hugged Nagai Mitsuru and left the group, heading towards the black Bentley that arrived with the police car.

Watching the black car leave, Amuro Toru let out a breath and turned to Conan: "The ambulance is coming."

At this time, Conan hurriedly ran towards Mao Lilan who was lying beside Judy.

Haibara Ai turned to look at Amuro Toru: "Did Vermouth really commit suicide?"

Amuro Toru said firmly: "Yes, she committed suicide."

"...Sister Xiaoguang, are you also a member of the organization?"

"…She was brought into the organization on the day Kudo Shinichi died." Toru Amuro calmly told what he had found out.

"Kudo?" Huihara Ai hugged her arms tightly, "Is it because of him?"

"I think the reason why Vermouth has not reported that Kudo Shinichi is still alive is because she has been trying to stop him."

"...Sister." Tears welled up in Haibara Ai's eyes, "She..."

"She has been protecting Kudo in her own way." Amuro Toru chuckled, "Tell Conan not to ask too many questions, especially about what happened after joining the organization. I don't think this is what Xiaoguang wants you to know..."

"Did she... do anything else?" Haibara Ai looked up and tears finally fell from her eyes.

Amuro Toru squatted down and gently touched Huihara Ai's head: "Kudo, you really have a very good sister. When we defeat the organization, she will be fine."

Huiyuan Ai clenched her fists: "Can we...really defeat the organization?"

Police lights were flashing behind us, and the searchlight of the helicopter in the sky was constantly scanning the container in search. The sound of an ambulance could be heard from afar, and it was approaching this side at a very fast speed.

"Of course." Amuro's voice was gentle and firm. "Look, wasn't Vermouth forced to commit suicide by us? This is the kingdom of cherry blossoms... The darkness will definitely recede."

"Mr. Furuya..." Yuya Kazami's panicked voice came, "Mr. Furuya, Calvados is missing."

"What?" Amuro Toru turned around in surprise, "He was rescued?"

"Not sure. We saw traces of dragging at the place where he ambushed before. He should have been..." Yuya Kazami turned his head to look at Conan beside Ran Mao Li, "He was knocked down by a kid's football and then taken away."

Huihara Ai was very nervous: "Will Mr. Amuro... be exposed?"

"Probably not." Kazami Yuya pushed up his glasses. "At that time, Mr. Furutani jumped into the water to save people. He probably didn't see who was rushing over. When Mr. Furutani came out of the water, he had already left with Calvados."

Haibara Ai breathed a sigh of relief and ran to Conan. She watched the ambulance arrive and carry Judy and Mouri Ran into the ambulance.

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In the back seat of the black Bentley, Nagai Mitsuru coughed and opened his eyes: "Where's Calvados?"

"Miss, it's in the trunk." Shuichi Hamura replied without any surprise.

Nagai Hikaru lifted the blanket from his body and clicked his tongue: "It's so wet. Shuichi, you didn't even take off your clothes for me."

"Well... I still think it's better for Miss to do it herself." Hamura Shuichi calmly drove the car around the corner and said, "When taking Calvados away, I noticed that there was another person who left the scene before the public security helicopter arrived. If Edogawa's football hadn't gone there, he should have appeared there."

"Oh, it should be Akai Shuichi." Nagai Hikaru wiped his hair with the blanket covering him and shook off the water on his body like a dog. "Are there any clothes in the car?"

Shuichi Hamura opened the storage box on the front seat of the car and took out a complete set of folded black dresses, even with a pair of stockings: "Yes, since that time, I will not make this mistake again."

"Xuichi, you're awesome." Nagai Mitsuru took the clothes and took off her wet skirt.

Shuichi Hamura glanced at the rearview mirror and pushed up his glasses.

When they returned to the villa, Nagai Mitsuru had already dried his hair with the small hair dryer in the car and got out of the car in a fresh outfit.

In the villa hall, Gin looked up while holding a newspaper: "Why are you back so late?"

Nagai Mitsuru looked around and asked, "Is Brother Vodka not back yet?"

"He's going to a masquerade ball on a ship." Gin put down the newspaper and waved.

Nagai Hikaru happily rushed over, sat on Gin's lap, and put his arms around his neck: "Brother Jin! Did you miss me?"

Gin frowned slightly, and walked around Nagai's bare waist and sniffed carefully: "The smell of sea water."

Nagai leaned his bald head on Gin's shoulder and whispered softly in his ear: "Vermouth is dead..."

"What?" Gin tightened his grip on Nagai Hikaru's waist, pushed him away, looked directly at Nagai Hikaru's face, and asked in a low voice, "Who killed him?"

"She committed suicide."

"Impossible." Gin didn't believe it.

"She was shot by the FBI, and then surrounded by Japanese police." Nagai Hikaru looked at Gin innocently, "Then she fell into the sea and committed suicide."

"You were there." Gin said affirmatively.

"Yes." Nagai Mitsuru raised one hand and touched Gin's right cheek, his fingertips sliding across the corner of Gin's eyes, "I didn't save her, will you tell the boss?"

Gin looked into Nagai Hikaru's eyes. An unknown amount of time had passed before he pushed Nagai Hikaru away, stood up, turned around, took out a cigarette, lit it, and walked to his room: "It's late, go to bed."

Nagai Hikaru, who was pushed down on the sofa, licked his fingers and muttered softly: "The taste of sea water... is obvious?"

After returning to her bedroom, Nagai Mitsuru went into the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water, then kicked her skirt and socks into the corner and tied her hair up with a rubber band.

"Ah, sister, you and Mr. Fūya kissed underwater. Will you get married?" Nagai Akira asked happily on the screen.

"That's underwater breathing." Nagai Mitsuru shrugged his shoulders and sat in front of the display with his upper body naked. "Tell my father to order the destruction of Vermouth's body and the several safe houses she lived in."

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Nagai Akira tilted his head, "For example, how can we get the higher-ups to suppress this matter?"

"No need, the police will find a reason." Nagai Mitsuru picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Hamura Shuichi: Put the Calvados in the basement.