Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Nagai Hikaru touched the face of the sleeping Belmode on the sofa and happily touched her nose with his hand: "You are very cautious and choose to make black tea by yourself without my intervention, but all the black tea bags in my house are drugged."

Belmode's brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be sleeping unwell.

"You came secretly to warn me. I think you did it without telling anyone. This way, if you disappear... no one will know."

Nagai Hikaru smiled, holding his face and tilting his head slightly: "It seems that I'd better get a driver's license myself."

He took out Belmode's phone, restarted it, and tapped the startup screen a few times. The screen turned into a glowing ball: "Xiao Zhao, authenticate the highest authority."

"Facial scan activated... Hello, sister."

"Disguise the location so that this phone has never appeared here. The route is planned to leave Tokyo and head to Nagano."

"receive."

"By the way, please also take care of the surveillance footage of this guy entering the apartment and taking the elevator. I went home alone today."

"receive."

After turning off Vermouth's cell phone, Nagai Mitsuru untied the bow ribbon around his neck, wrapped it around Vermouth's neck, pulled it hard, and dragged her towards the washing machine. Vermouth's face turned blue and purple, and she seemed to wake up in a trance. She opened her eyes, but they were white, and her hands did not have the strength to pull the ribbon around her neck.

"I don't want to dirty my apartment." Nagai Hikaru clicked his tongue. Killing is easy, but disposing of the body is hard. Fortunately, Nagai Hikaru never has to worry about having no place to hide the body.

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"What do you want to ask me for?" In the hidden corner of the TV station's corridor, Gil looked at Nagai Hikaru with surprise, "I didn't expect you to be Cointreau."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that Gil would become a celebrity host. I'm so happy." Nagai Mitsuru smiled and raised his hand to gently hook the long hair beside his ear and put it behind his ear.

"Maybe we'll be on the same stage in the future. No, I'm usually more focused on current affairs news. I hope we'll never be on the same stage in this life." Kiel clenched his fists and clapped his hands, also saying with a smile.

"In fact, there is a better and safer way for us to be on different channels."

"what?"

Nagai Mitsuru flipped the hand behind his ear, grasped a one-foot-long needle, and stabbed it fiercely into Kil's throat.

The long needle entered her throat, but no blood spurted out. Nagai Mitsuru did not pull out the needle. Before Keel fell backwards, he supported her and said in her ear: "Only one of us exists in the world, and the problem is solved."

Blood flowed out of Kil's mouth and his pupils constricted. After hearing what Nagai Mitsuru said, his eyes and pupils became dilated.

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Two days later, Yoko Okino found Hikaru Nagai and said that Kogoro Mori wanted to meet with Hikaru Nagai through her and apologize to him in person.

He didn't expect that Okiya Subaru was a dangerous person, who actually had a gun and might have some ties with the underworld. As a result, half of Kudo's house was blown up.

Nagai Hikaru said he accepted the apology and that he was also deceived by his friend. But there was no need to apologize in person, and if there were other commissions in the future, he would still consider the Mori Detective Agency.

After hearing the news conveyed by Okino Yoko on the phone, Maori Kogoro expressed his gratitude with a fake smile, hung up the call and punched Conan on the head who was eavesdropping nearby: "It's all your fault, little brat, bring that guy here. Not only is his identity problematic, but Fukuda's agent also said that he planted a bug in Miss Xiaoguang's phone."

Conan held his head and screamed, and said depressedly: "Mr. Okiya Subaru didn't plant the bug." I was the one who planted the bug...

Conan was really depressed. He just thought that the bug failed last time, so it shouldn't be noticeable if it was placed in the phone this time. Okiya Subaru probably guessed it at the time, but in order to protect Conan, he didn't make any excuses.

The person who came to the door that night was Gin. It can be confirmed 100% that Nagai Hikaru must be a member of the Black Organization.

Maybe he was missing to complete some hidden tasks.

"If he didn't put it there, then who did it?" Maori Kogoro said angrily, "Fortunately Miss Xiaoguang told Fukuda to let it go, otherwise she would have left evidence and sued me, and my firm's reputation would have been ruined!"

Mao Lilan came over and comforted him, "Dad, don't be angry. Conan is just a child. It's normal that he doesn't understand. The Shin family is in trouble. Their study and a bedroom on the first floor were blown up."

"Serves you right. You let someone move in without knowing who he is." Maori Kogoro waved his hand impatiently. "But Okiya Subaru doesn't look like a bad guy. Who knew he was not only a stalker, but also a gangster?"

Conan held his head and silently apologized to Akai Shuichi. He really didn't expect that Nagai Hikaru would notify so quickly and Gin would act so decisively.

Fortunately, my parents were not at home that night, so they were not implicated. I hope the organization will not turn its attention to me later.

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"Gin!" Seeing Gin at the door of the apartment, Nagai Hikaru happily ran over with her skirt lifted up, "Why are you here? You didn't even tell me in advance, so I didn't have anything to prepare."

Vodka next to him trembled, inexplicably feeling that the tone sounded wrong, like some TV series starring Ms. Okino Yoko.

Gin took out the cigarette from his mouth and looked Nagai Hikaru up and down: "Are there any suspicious people following you?"

Nagai Hikaru shook his head: "I'm not sure, but recently I don't seem to have the feeling of being spied on anymore. But who knows?"

Gin took a puff of the cigarette and exhaled white mist: "Rye ran away. I thought his target would be you, but I didn't expect that he seemed to have found other targets."

"Other targets?" Nagai Mitsuru tilted his head slightly, his face full of confusion.

"Belmode and Gil are missing, but you are fine. Have you had any contact with them recently?"

Nagai Hikaru shook his head, then nodded: "I haven't seen her since Belmode taught me how to change my body shape and appearance last time, except for the night you told me I was being followed. But I met Mizunashi Rena at the TV station a few days ago, and she said she was Gil and wanted to meet and say hello."

Gin frowned as he held a cigarette in his mouth: "How did she know you were Cointreau?"

"She said she had heard my voice and recognized it from it." Nagai Mitsuru raised his hand to support his face, still a little confused. "She only heard me speak once through the headphones? When we were cleaning the parking lot."

"…It seems that there is something different about her disappearance."

"Gin, are you coming to see me to remind me to be careful?" Nagai Hikaru's face brightened up again.

"I just think that they probably determine the code name members based on the people you come into contact with. I came to see you to see if I can lure out Rye."

"Is that so?" Nagai Hikaru thought for a moment, "He already knows you, right? He would probably hide when he sees you? Would it be more effective to use other codename members as bait?"

Gin looked down at Nagai Hikaru, took down his cigarette, held it between his fingers and shook it lightly: "I've already come to see you, and if you let other code members come over, it will be too obvious that they are trying to bait you."

"Then what do you mean?"

"How did you find out there was something wrong with him?"

Nagai Mitsuru looked around and said, "How about we go back to my apartment and I'll talk to you slowly?"

Gin nodded, and the three of them entered the apartment with Vodka.

More than 800 meters away, Akai Shuichi put down his sniper rifle and saw the three people joining together through the high-power sniper scope. But he was not sure that he could kill Gin with one shot. From what he heard from the bug placed in the Mori Detective Agency, Nagai Hikaru had no intention of implicating them for the time being, but if he shot here, the organization would no longer care about the reputation of the famous detective if they wanted to retaliate.

Sighing, Shuichi Akai completely didn't understand. Even if he felt that he was being followed, why would he suddenly send out someone like Gin?

Now it seems that the disappearance of Elon and Judy was most likely caused by Gin.

"Kogoro Mori?" Gin sat on the sofa, supported his knees with his elbows and lit another cigarette.

Vodka finally interrupted, "Boss, how about we go and deal with him?"

Gin shook his head: "There may be someone guarding over there."

"Don't we have a special intelligence team?" Nagai Mitsuru brought two cans of coffee and placed them directly in front of the two men.

"Ah, it's a can?" Vodka was surprised.

"I don't think you will drink any coffee brewed by others outside, right?" Nagai Hikaru smiled and sat on the other side of Gin's sofa.

Gin didn't reach for the can of coffee: "I don't drink this kind of coffee either. But the intelligence team...indeed, it's time for them to do something."

"Won't the Kudo couple deal with it?" Nagai Mitsuru leaned slightly towards Gin, looked up and looked at Gin's profile intently.

"Before, Vermouth said that she would be in charge of investigating the Kudo couple."

"But you said she was missing."

"So the investigation of the Kudo couple was taken over by Bourbon."

"Bourbon... is it the same whiskey as rye?" Nagai Hikaru asked in a subtle tone, "I haven't seen it before. Can you introduce me to it?"

"A mystic guy is as unpleasant as Vermouth. There is no need for you to get to know him."

Back in the black Porsche, Vodka hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Brother, I think Cointreau's attitude towards you is quite strange. Does he... like you?"

"No." Gin said calmly, "He must have had someone close to him before, who looked quite similar to me."

"Substitute...substitute?" Eight hundred episodes of melodramatic TV dramas flashed through Vodka's mind.

"He knows the difference very well." Gin curled his lips and started the car.