Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Conan and the Junior Detective League were sent back to the hotel and had dinner there, which was all Japanese cuisine specializing in Hachijo Island.

He ate a sushi absentmindedly and looked at Karasuma Akimitsu at another table.

Karasuma Akimitsu was still wearing Haba Shira's short-sleeved shirt. He was talking to Suzuki Sonoko while eating sashimi: "We are so lucky today. We saw a whale on the first day."

"Yeah, are you going to see it tomorrow?" Suzuki Sonoko looked down at Karasuma Akimitsu's exposed waist and couldn't help but poke it.

Karasuma Mingguang opened her hand and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Why don't you have any fat on your belly?" Suzuki Sonoko said indignantly.

"...Exercise?" Karasuma Akimitsu said hesitantly, "Do push-ups and squats regularly?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at him suspiciously.

Karasuma Akimitsu laughed dryly: "I really exercise every day." I was forced to do so.

Maori Kogoro, who was sitting across the table, pulled Haba Shiro and patted him on the shoulder: "Come, let's have a drink together. We are just two adults. Don't waste this good wine and food."

"Mr. Maori..." Bai Yuba tried to refuse awkwardly.

The dinner was delicious and everyone enjoyed it very much.

After eating, Karasuma Akimitsu dragged Suzuki Sonoko to see Sally and Hello. Today, Sally had her skirt taken off. Although she had a lot of fun afterwards, her fur was wet after she took off her life jacket when she came back, so she couldn't put on her skirt right away, which made her cry again.

"Conan is acting alone again." When they reached the corridor on the first floor of the hotel, Suzuki Sonoko pointed in the direction of the garden lounge chair, "He always doesn't stay by Miyuki's side to take care of her."

"Miyuki doesn't really need his care, right? They're just kids anyway." Karasuma Akimitsu looked in that direction, and Conan and Dr. Agasa seemed to be talking.

Suzuki Sonoko figured something out: "That's right, Miyuki still dislikes him. Let's go and see if Sally has finished her bath and blow-dried her hair."

"Fortunately, this hotel also provides pet care and grooming services." Karasuma Akimitsu nodded and turned to walk inside with Suzuki Sonoko.

There was a cool breeze outside. Conan had almost finished talking to Professor Agasa when he turned around and saw Shiraha Haba.

"Mr. Hanaba? How much did you hear?"

"...Binga?" Yuba looked at Conan, "You just said you heard Mingguang mention this code name."

"Hahaha, that..." Conan looked at Haba and noticed that even though he took off his short-sleeved shirt, he was still wearing a T-shirt underneath. But at least his neck was exposed, and there was no voice changer.

Yuba Bai half squatted down: "Did you hear Mingguang calling?"

"Don't you know?" Conan slowly walked in front of Bai Yuba and noticed something under his neck.

"No, I'm just confirming. Some information is not suitable for children to explore too much."

Before he could finish his words, Conan suddenly pounced over, pulled open the collar of Haba Shira's T-shirt, and pulled something out of it.

The speed was too fast, and by the time Bai Yuba could react, the thing hanging around his neck had been pulled out.

"No wonder you always try to keep your collar as high as possible..." Conan looked at the white amulet that was torn out and was mostly stained with black blood, "Should I call you Mr. Hanba, Amuro, or Furuya?"

Haku Haba was pulled so close to Conan's face by the amulet rope that he could even feel the air he exhaled.

Conan snorted and loosened his hand on the amulet.

Habashiro pulled the amulet away and stuffed it back into his T-shirt.

"If it weren't for Xiaoguang's clothes today, you would have buttoned your shirt to the top button. In order to hide this secret." Conan looked at Hanako Haku calmly.

Hanaba Haku sighed and smoothed his bangs with his hands, "Well, as you can see, I just changed my identity to better protect him."

"Voluntary?" Conan asked, frowning.

"……voluntary."

Conan looked at Hashiro Haba, unsure of the authenticity of the facial expression. After thinking for a while, he still didn't pinch his face to see if he had disguised himself. "Then you have been a personal bodyguard for so long, you should know Xiaoguang very well, right? Do you know Binga?"

"He used to be Rum's man."

"Rum?" Conan suddenly remembered, "Xiao Guang said that you are doing Rum's work now. What's the matter?"

"The organization seems to have transformed after Xiaoguang took over. From the intelligence I received, it seems that they did not do anything illegal. The only problem is that many partner companies have obviously made concessions to the Karasuma Group, but Xiaoguang and I have also met with the decision makers of those companies, and they are all willing."

"Give concessions?" Conan wondered.

"Yes, some contracts may make both parties profitable on the surface, but when you add in taxes and charitable acts, the greater benefits are basically on Karasuma's side." Haba Shiro straightened his collar. "But these are minor issues. You just told the doctor that Binga might be in the ocean buoy?"

"It's just a possibility. Binga may have sneaked in and killed a staff member in the main control room of the ocean buoy in order to steal an algorithm."

Conan was nervous under Haba Shiro's gaze, "I just accidentally overheard him talking on the phone with someone."

Habashi looked behind Conan, and behind the pillar of the corridor, Ai Huihara met his eyes, and cautiously extended her hand to greet him: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop... I just wanted to see Sally, so I passed by."

"How much did you hear?"

"...Binga?" Haibara Ai looked uncertain.

"Further ahead?"

Huiyuan Ai turned her face away: "Amulet."

Conan scratched his head in annoyance: "Didn't he hear everything?"

"What algorithm did you say my sister asked Binga to steal?" Haibara Ai changed the subject.

Hanabashiro sighed, feeling that there was really no other way, and stood up: "It should be the algorithm for all ages."

"Sister...why do you want that?"

"I think you can guess some of it."

Dr. Agasa, who had been treated as a background for a long time, stood up: "Well... now at least we can rest assured that with Xiaoguang here, it doesn't matter even if the organization really gets the all-age algorithm, right?"

Dr. Agasa repeated uncertainly: "It's okay...right?"

The three of them turned to look at the doctor. Habashiro raised his hand to smooth his ponytail and tidied his bangs: "Okay, let's go back."

Before leaving, Conan patted Huihara Ai on the shoulder and said, "Why don't you try wearing the spare glasses made by the doctor? I think they work pretty well."

"Hehe, it was discovered last time just the same way." Although it was the Pisco incident a long time ago.

"But you were fine later, weren't you?" Conan shrugged.

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In the hotel room at midnight, Huiyuan Ai touched her glasses in a daze: "Sister, what do you want that algorithm for?"

Ayumi next to her was sleeping soundly. At night, the Junior Detective League took Sally and Harrow to walk on the cobblestone wall trail. They were so tired when they came back that they fell asleep immediately, completely ignoring the tossing and turning of Haibara Ai next to her.

At this time, from the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, Haibara Ai heard the sound of a car door closing.

She hurriedly closed the curtains and ran to the door, but hesitated whether to open the door and run out to find someone or to chain the door.

At this time, the door handle was slowly turned, but the door lock that was pressed previously took effect and the door did not open.

Binga, who was wearing a black suit outside the door, smiled and said, "It's locked, but I have something with me." Then he took out a wire from his sleeve.

"In the middle of the night, you want to pry open the door of an elementary school girl's room. Are you a pervert?" a clear female voice came.

Binga turned around and saw Nagai Hikaru wearing a white suspender nightgown, slippers, shoulder-length hair loose, and one hand holding a white hotel pillow dragging on the ground.

"Ah... Little Boss, it seems someone tipped off." Binga put his hands in his trouser pockets, "Then you should know who is going to arrest this little girl, right?"

Nagai Hikaru raised one hand to his mouth and yawned, and with the other hand he pulled the goose down pillow and slowly walked to two meters in front of Binga: "Okay, then you can consider it and make a choice, me or him?"

"If Gin knew that the little boss he helped to get promoted was not on the same page with him, he would definitely be disappointed, right?" Binga raised the corner of his mouth, revealing an evil smile.

Nagai Hikaru frowned: "Is this a threat?"

"Of course not, little boss, I have expressed my loyalty to you a long time ago. I am different from Gin. Your little secrets will not affect our relationship." Binga raised his hand and waved, looking at Nagai Hikaru and smiling, "You can even continue to wear the women's clothes you like, instead of only wearing them at night when no one is around."

Nagai Hikaru tilted his head slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Give up Gin and choose me."

Nagai Hikaru burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha, what qualifications do you have to compete with Gin? With your face or your figure? To put it clichédly, you're not even as good as a strand of his hair."

After he finished speaking, Nagai Mitsuru picked up the pillow and threw it at Binga.

Binga found the soft pillow flying towards him funny: He is just a kid, actually using this as a weapon of attack.

Although the pillow was not lethal, Binga still didn't want to be hit in the face by it, so he raised his hand to open the pillow. Suddenly, the pillow was torn in the middle, and countless feathers fell. From the torn gap, a sharp claw wearing a metal glove stretched out and quickly reached for Binga's chest.

Binga was startled and stepped back quickly, raising his hand to block. The sharp claws scratched his raised arm, leaving four horrible scratches on his left forearm, and the blood kept flowing.

Binga covered his arm and rolled back to the emergency staircase: "Mad man! Do you want Gin to know the things you've been hiding?"

Nagai Mitsuru stood in the flying white feathers, raised his hand to lick the blood on the metal claws, and his face flushed.

Binga saw that Nagai Mitsuru's expression was not right, and he rushed down the stairs, tumbling and crawling. Because he came here to arrest someone secretly, he did not bring a pistol when he got off the car, but only a handkerchief with ether. Now he regretted it very much.

Nagai Hikaru stepped on the feathers all over the floor. Because one or two pieces of his sandals were stuck in the middle, which made him feel uncomfortable, he kicked off his slippers and followed Binga barefoot to the parking lot.

Binga ran to the jeep he had driven and was about to open the door when Nagai Mitsuru took off his knuckles and smashed the door handle from a distance. The sound of the metal collision was not much smaller than a gunshot. The handle was smashed in and five metal knuckles were embedded in the depression.

Binga covered his injured arm, blood still dripping from it, turned his head to look at Nagai Hikaru who was slowly walking towards him, gritted his teeth and called out two names: "Kudo Shinichi! Mao Lilan!"