Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Lying on the bed and looking at his mobile phone, Nagai Mitsuru felt a headache when he thought about the dinner just now. Just now, Toru Amuro and Subaru Okiya almost had a fight at the dinner table.

Suzuki Sonoko even acted as a cheerleader with an expression on her face as she was eager to watch the fun, while Conan was the only one shouting, "If you want to fight, go outside and fight."

What kind of idol drama is this? It's rubbish.

The main thing is that Toru Amuro is extremely hostile to Subaru Okiya, and Subaru Okiya is forced to defend himself and begins to enjoy the mutual ridicule. But he uses Hikaru Nagai as an excuse, and makes all kinds of innuendos from the seat position to how well he has learned guitar, which makes people's heads pop.

Conan, who had just finished taking a shower, sat down on the bed while drying his hair: "Xiao Guang, you don't seem to like Okiya very much?"

“…My parents died because of him.”

Conan was shocked: "What?"

"Because of his betrayal, my parents' identities were in danger of being exposed, so they were silenced." Nagai Mitsuru turned sideways and continued to calmly scroll through his phone, checking the messages. The cargo ship that Gin was on should be docking soon.

Conan grabbed the towel, a little at a loss: "Uncle Xianming and Aunt Maria...are they really dead?"

"You said he went to heaven." It was impossible to tell whether Nagai Mitsuru was happy or angry in his tone, as if he was talking about something that had little to do with him.

Conan looked at Nagai Hikaru who turned his back to check his phone. He didn't know how to continue the topic. After drying his hair, Conan carefully poked Nagai Hikaru: "So, do you want revenge?"

"The guy who has gone to heaven, revenge can't bring him back." Nagai Hikaru's phone was swiping at an APP that had recently released video news. Recently, a piece of news was quite popular. Two families had been killed and their houses were set on fire. It seemed that the crime was committed by a gang, and they specifically targeted the houses of celebrities.

Conan shut up: Xiaoguang has been like this since he was a child. For him, he only does things that interest him or can achieve his goals. If revenge cannot bring his parents back to life, then there is no need for revenge. This logic is valid.

So you have no desire for revenge against the organization and Akai?

But the purpose of protecting others is very clear.

Conan looked at Nagai Hikaru: "Are you going to sleep?"

"It's still early. I'll play with my phone for a while. Do you want to read a book? You have to go to school tomorrow, right? I'll take you there. After that, I'll go to the company." Nagai Mitsuru turned around and looked at Conan.

"Oh, okay." Conan nodded and picked up a few novels on the bedside table to read. They were all recent mystery novels and magazines that Conan bought himself.

"Has Shinna Kaori published a new novel?"

"No. But her novel is going to be adapted into a movie, a sequel."

"... from '1/2 Peak'?" Nagai Hikaru turned back to look at Conan, "The one with the bowl-cut little boy with glasses and the confused detective?"

Conan took off his glasses and placed them on the bedside: "Don't laugh at me. I heard that some authors have submitted manuscripts that include the idea of ​​mobile phone detectives."

Nagai Hikaru tapped his forehead lightly with his phone and sighed speechlessly: "Well, I always feel that I will be pitted by the reputation of this mobile phone detective one day."

"Didn't you say that such words are bad luck and can't be said casually?" Conan couldn't help laughing, "It doesn't matter. If you encounter anything outside, you can call me. I will answer the phone under any circumstances."

"That's what you call setting a goal." Nagai Mitsuru couldn't help but roll his eyes.

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The next day after sending Conan off, Nagai Mitsuru arrived at the company, sat in his office chair, and looked at the company's recent business and news.

"Lord Bordeaux, the two underground floors of this building have been vacated and resealed and renovated."

Nagai Mitsuru took the blueprint handed over by his subordinate and looked at it carefully: "The five upper floors will be vacated and converted into office buildings. A special elevator will be installed. The elevators on the two lower floors will not be compatible with those on the upper floors."

"Yes, my lord."

"The ship will arrive in the next few days to transport personnel and install equipment. Has the research team made arrangements?" Nagai Mitsuru put down the blueprint and drew a circle at the east and southeast entrances. "The doors at these two places will be opened, and the two special elevators will only go down. The original elevator will be abolished, but the elevator shaft will be retained."

The subordinate didn't understand why this was arranged, but nodded anyway: "Everything has been arranged, and the port reception personnel are on standby at any time. Are the three floors upstairs rented out?"

"For personal use, the real estate company in Ikebukuro will move in within a month after the renovation is completed. By the way, next to this building is the Asahi Shimbun building. There must be a helicopter pad on the roof of their building, right? Our building is indeed a bit short, and it would be a bit inconvenient without a helipad." Nagai Mitsuru tapped the table in thought.

"Sir, we can choose another building. We have one near the Suzuki Tower..."

"Let's just stay there. After we take over the port, move the experimental equipment here directly, and have the researchers come here directly after their vacation to be on standby."

"Yes, Lord Bordeaux."

After the subordinate left, Nagai Hikaru signed two more documents. The computer screen beside the table automatically flashed twice and a picture of an old man appeared: "Bordeaux."

"No outsiders."

The picture froze and switched to video mode. A white-haired Karasuma Renya appeared. He leaned on the bed and looked pale. "You don't even come to see me."

Nagai Hikaru shuddered: "Dad, it's inappropriate for you to act like a spoiled child."

“…This face isn’t suitable either?” Karasuma Renya touched his face and showed a depressed expression.

"It's true that you have more expressions than before, but seriously, Dad, even if you change your face you can't act out this kind of setting." Nagai Mitsuru said earnestly.

Karasuma Renya clicked his tongue: "To you, only a character that is beneficial to you can be a good father, right?"

“Everyone is so familiar with each other.”

"Hey, when will you come to see an old man like me? After all, I might die one day." Karasuma Renya sighed.

"The lab is about to get the cloning technology that allowed Da Vinci to live for half a year. I think it can be used with a little modification." Nagai Hikaru looked at the video with a strange expression, "Dad, why don't you try a girl's body? You like mom so much, you can become her yourself."

The veins on Karasuma Renye's head popped out: "Light..."

Nagai Hikaru raised his hands and pressed them down slightly: "Okay, okay, no more jokes, do you know what ASACA means?"

"Asaka?" Karasuma Renya laughed, "But ASAKA, plus the three letters RUM, and changing the order, it's the pronunciation of Karasuma, karasuma."

Nagai Hikaru was stunned.

"Did anyone find out anything?" Karasuma Renye continued to laugh, "Tokyo is your intelligence range. If there's a fire in your backyard, you'll be laughed at by Rum."

"...I really need to start a new fire." Nagai Hikaru lifted his long hair and pushed the few strands in front of his forehead to the back. "The progress is much faster than I thought."

“Beyond expectations?”

"Not really, but if we don't speed up, we might really fall behind in the plot."

"Did you arrange the plot?" Karasuma Renya looked amused.

"God has his own plans." Nagai Mitsuru leaned back slightly and fell on the back of the chair. "How is your health now?"

"Abstain from alcohol, smoking, and some food. It's better to go back to the Internet." Karasuma Renya shook his head, "Akira is much happier than me."

Nagai Hikaru mentioned that Nagai Akira had a slight toothache: "He said he found a regular lover."

"Yes, but as long as he is happy, you know I never interfere in my child's interpersonal relationships." Karasuma Renya said with a smile.

"I'm just a little worried about the word fixed." Nagai Hikaru leaned back, shaking his hands on the armrests, "He's still young, it doesn't matter if he's cheated of his body or his feelings, but don't let him be cheated of his power and money."

"Hahahahahaha, that's also a life experience. When Gin's things are delivered back, you can take some time to come and meet him." Karasuma Renya raised his hand, the video flickered, and the last sentence before the black screen was left, "We'll have plenty of time to chat when we meet."

Nagai Mitsuru sat for a while before he stood up, walked to the window, and opened the blinds. Outside the window was the huge bell tree tower.

The sun is shining brightly today, and the glass of the Bell Tree Tower reflects the sunlight, which looks very beautiful.

"I want a building in the central area. The closer to the center, the more interesting it is."

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Conan walked into the Poirot Cafe happily: "Sister Xiaoguang, look at what this is?"

Nagai Mitsuru was plucking the strings with headphones on, so focused that he didn't hear anything.

Amuro Toru walked over with a smile, looked down, and was a little surprised: "The Sherlock Holmes Collection? The original version? All in English?"

"First edition, first edition!" Conan smiled brightly.

"That price is not low." Amuro Toru touched Conan's head, "Do you have enough pocket money?"

"Someone gave it to me." Conan ran to Nagai Hikaru with the book in his arms, and happily held the book in front of him, "clang clang clang!"

Nagai Hikaru's sight was caught by the book. He was confused for a moment before focusing his eyes: "English book?"

Conan put the book on Nagai Hikaru's legs and stood on the seat next to him to take off Nagai Hikaru's headphones: "This is the first edition of Sherlock Holmes's detective stories."

Nagai Hikaru picked up the book in confusion and flipped through a few pages: "Beautiful, I can't understand it."

"...Xiao Guang, your English level is really worthy of your reputation."

"My face is perfect." Nagai Hikaru looked up proudly.

"Yes, yes, yes." Conan clicked his tongue, feeling his excitement subsiding a little. He took the book from Nagai Mitsuru, hugged it and sat down, "Forget it, forget it. I'm already very happy to have this book anyway." He held the book up to the light and looked at it, then hugged the book tightly and laughed.

"How much did you spend? Is your pocket money enough?" Nagai Mitsuru took out his wallet from his handbag, took out a stack of ten thousand yuan bills from it, and stuffed it into Conan's schoolbag.

Conan sweated profusely. "No, this book is free, and you don't have to give me pocket money every time. It's too much. An elementary school student can't spend that much."

"No, you have a Genta in your detective team. I think it costs tens of thousands every time I take him out for dinner." Nagai Mitsuru said seriously.

"That's exaggerating, Hikaru." Conan put the book aside, took out the money from his bag, only took out a 10,000 yuan note, and stuffed the rest back into Nagai Hikaru's wallet. "I won't be embarrassed with you. I'll ask you for it when I need it."

When putting the wallet into Nagai Hikaru's handbag, Conan felt strangely that he was being stared at, and he suddenly looked up and around.

It was already past six in the afternoon, dinner time, and there were a lot of people in the restaurant. Almost every table was full, and I couldn't find the source of the sight.

"what happened?"

Conan turned around and smiled, "Nothing, let's go upstairs and ask Xiaolan what we want for dinner."

"Okay, but you have to tell me where you got that Sherlock Holmes book."

"Is it still the old bookstore we used to go to when we were kids? Uncle Yujiro's store." Conan watched Nagai Hikaru start to pack up his guitar and said to him, "He's going to close down."

"Clearance?"

"No. Don't interrupt me. I'll tell you slowly..."