Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

The black Bentley reached the river first because it was closer, and then drove upstream along the river.

Suddenly, at an intersection more than ten meters ahead, a black Chevrolet rushed out. Without turning, it broke through the riverside guardrail of the Diwujinchuan River and fell directly into the river.

The black Bentley braked suddenly and stopped on the spot, less than five meters away from the broken guardrail.

The Porsche 356A followed the Chevrolet to the intersection and stopped in front of the broken guardrail.

Mitsuru Nagai looked at the bullet hole and the spreading crack in the Porsche's windshield, opened the car door and got out.

At the same time, Gin, who was sitting on the passenger seat of the Porsche, also opened the door and looked up at Nagai Hikaru who got out of the car.

Nagai Hikaru waved his hand, walked towards the Porsche, and came to Gin's side: "How is it?"

Gin looked at Nagai Hikaru suspiciously, then looked at the Chevrolet that had completely sunk into the river and disappeared: "Akai Shuichi, let him get away."

Raising his hand, Nagai Hikaru's fingers touched a scar on the corner of Gin's eye, and a few drops of golden wine slid down: "You are injured."

Vodka got out of the car from the other side and looked in the direction where the Chevrolet fell into the water: "Brother, are we still going down to look for him?"

Gin grabbed Nagai Hikaru's hand that touched the corner of his eye, pulled him away, and replied to Vodka: "Let's leave here first, the police will be here soon."

Nagai Hikaru took his hand back and licked the few drops of wine off his fingers: "Ah, so bitter."

Gin looked down at Nagai Hikaru and said, "Get in the car."

Nagai Mitsuru obediently sat in the back seat of the Porsche, gestured to Hamura Shuichi through the lowered window to let him follow, and the Porsche turned and left the scene of the accident which looked like an accident.

"Anyway, that's it." Nagai Hikaru put his hands on his knees and told Gin the whole process of how he made Ireland and Akai Shuichi meet by chance. "I just thought it would be good no matter who died. Ireland also had a conflict with brother Jin..."

"Who told you that we have a conflict?" Gin lit a cigarette with the cigarette lighter.

"Rum, he said it was because Brother Zhen killed Ireland's godfather Pisco."

"Our little conflict does not affect the organization's mission. You are being used by Rum to eliminate dissidents." Gin said with a frown.

Nagai Mitsuru shook his head: "He is indeed suspicious. After returning, he first searched your mission records. As long as there is such a possibility, it must be ruled out. I don't lack a subordinate with this code name."

Gin's brows were still furrowed: "You can't just remove anyone in the organization who has a problem with me."

"Why not?"

"..." Gin took a deep puff of cigarette, "You can't justify this to the boss."

Nagai Hikaru shrugged indifferently: "How I report is my business."

Gin looked in the rearview mirror and met Nagai Hikaru's eyes: "If you find any more information about Akai Shuichi, give it to me first."

"But……"

"You are not allowed to act on your own."

Nagai Mitsuru lowered his head and pouted, muttering something softly and poking the leather seat cover on the back seat.

Vodka whispered: "Brother, Bordeaux is also for..."

"If he had told us directly, we would have found a few people to prepare for the ambush, and Akai would have had no chance to escape. What a waste of this information." Gin interrupted Vodka's plea, looked at the rearview mirror, and found it empty. He turned around and saw Nagai Hikaru curled up in the back seat, "What are you doing?"

"…He's shutting himself in." Nagai Hikaru buried his head in his platinum-colored puffy skirt. "Brother Jin's face is injured."

"…Akai fired the gun, it wasn't you who did it."

“I was very careful…” Nagai Hikaru shrank even smaller.

The Porsche drove for a while, and the back seat seemed to be still filled with black fog. Gin looked at the bullet hole in the front window and said, "Stop the car."

Vodka hurriedly pulled over, and Gin opened the car door, picked up Nagai Mitsuru who was curled up in the back seat, and told Vodka: "Go to the repair shop and get the car window fixed." Then he closed the car door and carried Nagai Mitsuru to the back seat of the Bentley that had stopped behind.

Vodka drove the car helplessly and turned to the repair shop: "Ah, I have to go to the training base to find a car to drive home. What bad luck, I shouldn't have come out to buy things today."

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Dr. Agasa was installing a new prop at home. At this time, the doorbell rang. He walked to the door while calling out "Who is it?"

Huiyuan Ai just came out of the basement in a white research coat: "Dr. Agasa, you don't want to order pizza delivery without my knowledge, do you?"

Dr. Agasa touched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Hahahaha, how dare I do that to you, Ai? You're at home?"

"Oh, you did it when I wasn't home?"

"Hahahahahaha..." Dr. Agasa opened the door hastily with a guilty conscience, "Who is here at this hour?"

A figure fell in.

Dr. Agasa quickly caught up: "Akai Shuichi?!"

Akai Shuichi was soaking wet, and he pressed the wound on his left shoulder: "Don't send me to the hospital, do you have any trauma medicine here?"

Dr. Agasa hurriedly helped Akai Shuichi to the sofa in the room: "What's going on? Was he attacked?"

Huihara Ai stood aside and watched coldly, with no intention of helping at all. It was not until Dr. Agasa rushed to find the first aid kit that she said coldly: "What are you doing here? Are you bringing danger here again?"

"I've made sure that the person who was chasing me has left." Akai Shuichi looked at Huihara Ai, his face pale, "...I'm sorry."

"Have you ever told your sister this?"

"..."

Huiyuan Ai turned her head away: "Forget it, I can imagine that even if you tell her, she will just say that she did it voluntarily."

"...Shiho, I never meant to hurt her."

"What's the use of saying this?" Haibara Ai turned and left.

Dr. Agasa hurriedly brought the first aid kit: "What kind of wound is this? If it's a gunshot wound, we have to remove the bullet."

"It's a knife wound, mainly because it was soaked in water. If it's not treated quickly, I'm worried about infection. It will become very troublesome." Akai Shuichi nodded apologetically, "The hospital may be monitored by organized people. Recently, there are only you in Beika Town. Sorry to trouble you."

"Oh, don't say that. I'm so glad I could help you." Dr. Agasa carefully helped Akai Shuichi take off his clothes. "What happened?"

"I met a member of the organization and was stabbed, but the other party was also shot. When I was escaping, I found that Gin was driving to stop me, so I had to drive into the river to get rid of the pursuit." Akai Shuichi frowned and recalled, "If it was Gin who found my whereabouts... there should be more than two snipers guarding me... today might really be an accident."

Dr. Agasa looked at the wound helplessly: "This... this wound needs to be sutured, right? I'm not very good at it. I'll call Judy."

"Let me do it." Huiyuan Ai walked back from behind the door, "I can do it."

"Ah... Ai..." Professor Agasa looked at Haibara Ai, then at Akai Shuichi.

Akai Shuichi smiled and said, "Thank you, Shiho."

"Don't call me that." Huihara Ai found the medical needle and thread from the first aid kit, "I am Huihara now, Huihara Ai."

Akai Hideichi showed a trace of sadness: "... Huibara... Ai?"

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At night in Dracula Villa, several people have gone back to their rooms to rest. Holding some washed jsk and shirts, Shuichi Hamura knocked on the bedroom door of Hikaru Nagai.

After hearing the sound of Nagai Mitsuru coming in, Shuichi Hamura walked into the room with a skirt, opened the cloakroom, sorted several skirts and shirts by color and hung them up inside.

When he was about to leave the room, Yucun Shuichi suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of something, and turned around and asked, "Miss, when did you recognize me?"

Nagai Hikaru, who was lying on the bed reading a book in a suspender pajamas, turned his head and looked at Hamura Shuichi, and replied nonchalantly: "The first time you knelt down and kissed my hand."

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Three-year-old Hikaru Nagai cannot decide what to wear. After his strong request to wear a skirt was rejected, he was forced to wear the furry fox onesie his mother bought for him, dragging a plush fox tail and holding a one-foot-long glass toy sword in his hand, and walked down the stairs from the second floor carefully.

A boy who looked like he was only in high school, wearing large black-framed glasses, stood at the door of the living room. When he saw Nagai Hikaru, he came over with some concern: "Ah, do you need help?"

Nagai Mitsuru looked at the stairs carefully, shook his head, and walked down step by step by himself. He let out a breath only when he reached the bottom.

He looked up at the boy and said directly: "These glasses don't suit you."

"Is this... like this?" The young man smiled awkwardly, took off his black-framed glasses and hung them in the side pocket of his shirt, knelt on one knee and stretched out his hand, "Then, your highness, is there anything else you need me to do?"

"Are you an employee of Dad's company?"

"In the future, I will. I am now one of Mr. Nagai's sponsored students."

"You have a nice voice." Nagai Hikaru placed a small hand on the boy's hand, "Do you believe in Hikaru?"

"Ah... believe it..." The boy smiled, held Nagai Hikaru's hand and nodded.

In his other hand, Nagai Hikaru held a delicate-looking toy glass sword and placed it on the boy's shoulder: "Then are you willing to dedicate everything to me? Including your faith and soul."

The three-year-old blond-haired, blue-eyed child, who was so young that one could not even tell his gender, asked this question with extreme caution.

The boy was stunned for a moment, still kneeling on one knee, holding one of Nagai Hikaru's hands, and then he smiled and replied: "I do."

The glass sword suddenly shattered on his shoulder.

Nagai Hikaru was stunned, then he shouted in regret: "Oh, it's a disposable prop!"

The boy became nervous: "I'm sorry, little prince, did I break it?"

"No, no!" Nagai Hikaru stamped his feet like a rabbit, and then couldn't help crying, "Why didn't you tell me that this prop is disposable!"

The boy frantically circled around Nagai Hikaru, and finally picked him up, patting his back and trying to coax him: "Don't cry, don't cry, I will find a way to buy you the same toy."

"I don't want toys! Wow! I hate toys the most!" Nagai Hikaru cried loudly, "It's a mistake! Knight Sword got the wrong person!"

The boy was so anxious that sweat broke out on his head. He hugged Nagai Mitsuru and comforted him back and forth. He didn't care at all when a piece of glass pierced his socks and pierced his feet.

"What's wrong with Xiaoguang?" Maria, who was upstairs, heard the crying and hurried down. She first took the still crying Nagai Guang from the boy's hands, and then saw the blood on the ground.

"Oh my God, did you get your foot pierced by glass?" Maria screamed, "Xianming! Xianming! Where have you been? Go get the first aid kit!"

In the study room at the end of the corridor, Nagai Xianming poked his head out and said, "I just went in to get some information. What is Guang doing now?"

The boy looked at Nagai Hikaru who seemed to have stopped crying, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.