Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Gin and Vodka came back very late. Today they went to burn down a police station's makeshift morgue, three apartments and a single-family house.

The TV was full of news about concerns about firefighting problems in Tokyo, and the fire department's decision to conduct a major inspection and apologize to all firefighters in Tokyo.

Nagai Mitsuru fell asleep directly on the sofa.

When Gin came back, he saw Nagai Hikaru sleeping on the sofa with his legs spread out. He frowned and walked over to him, raising his foot to kick him awake. After thinking for a moment, he put his foot down and directly reached out and tapped Nagai Hikaru on the forehead: "Go back to your room and sleep."

Nagai Mitsuru opened his eyes dazedly, looked at Gin, and raised his hands.

Gin turned his head and looked around, then looked down at Nagai Hikaru: "I won't carry you back to bed like your butler did."

"Brother Zhen..." Nagai Mitsuru raised his hands aggrievedly, "I'm so tired waiting for you guys."

Gin looked around again and made sure Shuichi Hamura was not in the hall. He turned around and looked at Vodka who was looking at him in confusion, then looked back at Nagai Hikaru who was still in the same posture.

In the end, he bent down, picked up Nagai Mitsuru and walked upstairs.

Nagai Hikaru put his arm around Gin's neck and asked in a low voice, "You didn't tell the boss, right?"

Gin paused: "You shouldn't have told me."

"I will never lie to Brother Jin, ever." Nagai leaned his bald head on Gin's shoulder.

"Kudo Shinichi." Gin said suddenly.

"What's up with him?"

"Is he still alive?"

Nagai Hikaru was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "If Brother Zhen wants, I will make him disappear."

"He is not dead?" Gin's voice turned cold.

"Are you angry with me?" Nagai Mitsuru tightened his arms around Gin's neck and rested his head on Gin's shoulder, "Will you leave me now?"

Gin stopped talking and walked into Nagai Hikaru's room in silence, throwing him roughly onto the bed: "This week, you are not allowed to leave here unless Cohen takes you to the training base."

After saying this, Gin turned and left Nagai Hikaru's room.

After the door was closed, Nagai sat cross-legged on the bed, smiled and pretended to take a puff of a cigarette, then let out a long breath: "I'm very angry..."

Gin was very busy this week, leaving early and returning late every day with vodka. Nagai Hikaru was really bored, so he went to the basement every day to deliver three meals to Calvados.

He smiled and handed Calvados a variety of fried foods and mousse cakes. Calvados seemed satisfied at first, but then he gradually became a little disgusted: "Don't Japanese people advocate light food?"

Calvados was a little confused as he felt he had gained weight after only living there for a few days. When he saw Nagai Hikaru, besides thinking that Nagai Hikaru was beautiful, he also felt a strange, sweet feeling of fullness.

"You're in good health, and you're almost recovered." Nagai Hikaru smiled and touched Calvados' chest, where the bandage had been removed. "Does it still hurt?"

Calvados moved unnaturally, avoiding Nagai Hikaru's hand, his face a little red: "It's done now, can I go out now?"

"Do you know Cohen?"

"Cohen?" Calvados recalled, "The main sniper of Japan, he came to the United States for a mission. We met each other."

"He is my sniping teacher. He will pick me up for class tomorrow. You can ride in his car with me back to the training base." Nagai Mitsuru explained with a smile.

Calvados breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that I won’t be locked up here forever.

But inexplicably I feel a little lost.

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The next day, Calvados woke up in the villa garden. He looked at the sunlight and the roses beside the swing bed in a trance, feeling a sense of unreality.

"Teacher Cohen." At the gate of the villa, Nagai Hikaru waved happily, "Teacher Cohen, this is here."

Cohen got out of the car strangely and walked over: "What's wrong? Aren't you going to train directly in the car?"

Nagai Mitsuru took his hand and dragged him to the garden: "Look, look, who is this?"

Arriving at the garden, Cohen looked at Calvados in surprise: "You're not dead?"

"The organization thought I was dead?" Calvados, who was sitting on the swing bed, felt a little strange. He looked at Nagai Mitsuru suspiciously and saw Nagai Mitsuru holding Cohen's arm.

"No, it's just that you've been missing since Vermouth died." Cohen shook his head, "It seems that you've been taken care of by Bordeaux?"

Nagai Hikaru nodded to take credit: "Excellent snipers in our organization are very important."

Cohen touched Nagai Hikaru's head with his other hand with some relief: "Yes, Bordeaux has worked hard."

Calvados found it annoying that Cohen touched Nagai Hikaru's hand. He lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, warning himself that even if he fell in love with someone else, it would take time, and that this was not right.

And if I remember correctly, the information shows that Bordeaux is a man.

Even if Vermouth was dead, I wouldn't be so hungry as to eat anything.

He himself didn't even notice it, he had already calmly accepted the fact that Vermouth was dead.

Cohen didn't notice Calvados's struggle at all and waved at him: "Come on, Calvados, I'll take you to the training base. Are you ready? Shall we have a couple of shots?"

Calvados stood up and walked over: "Okay."

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At the end of this week, Gin seemed to have free time again. He was probably dealing with a series of follow-up issues caused by Vermouth's death, including taking over some of Vermouth's original tasks.

In the evening, Nagai Hikaru lay on Gin's legs and watched the news. Recently, the crime rate in Beika Town is still high. A TV station made a summary of the murders and assaults in the past week. Mouri Kogoro appeared three times and the Boy Detective Team also appeared once.

Gin was smoking a cigarette and stroking Nagai Hikaru's dog head out of boredom. His hand paused when he saw the Junior Detective Team coming out.

"What's wrong?" Nagai Hikaru was looking at the TV. Genta Mitsuhiko and Ayumi were standing in the middle, while Haibara Ai and Conan were just standing in the corner with their backs to them.

"...Now the detective...it's okay that he's this small, but he's a bit too fat." Gin frowned while holding a cigarette.

"Hahahahaha, Jin-nii, do you still care about the detective's size?" Nagai Hikaru laughed. Gin always makes a point of being humorous in strange places.

Gin shook his head: "You seem to know them?"

"Well, Uncle Maori occasionally brings them to play together." Nagai Hikaru lay on his back on Gin's lap and looked at him, "Not busy this week?"

"Many of Vermouth's missions have been canceled." Gin exhaled a puff of smoke, "That sir probably has other considerations."

"Other considerations? What does he want to do?"

Gin tapped Nagai Hikaru's forehead and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. You just need to practice your sniping skills well." Gin seemed to have thought of something and said, "Don't spread the news that you saved Calvados. I've already warned him to shut up. Don't let this matter be linked to Vermouth's death."

"The boss is angry?"

"He destroyed all traces of Vermouth's existence, otherwise..." Gin suddenly felt it was a bit strange that he was explaining it so honestly to Nagai Hikaru, and he paused.

"what happened?"

"Nothing." Gin lifted up Hikaru Nagai, who was rolling around on his thighs with his head resting on his thighs, and threw him aside, "Go play by yourself."

Nagai Hikaru was puzzled and looked at Vodka who was listening to an album on a Walkman next to him.

Vodka looked confused, then he unplugged one of his headphones and handed it to him: "Do you want to listen? Miss Yoko's new song."

Nagai Mitsuru stood up with disgust and walked back to his room up the stairs.

Vodka looked at Gin: "Did you provoke him?"

Gin put out his cigarette in the ashtray, ignored him, stood up and went back to his room, leaving Vodka with a confused look on his face.

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Nagai Hikaru returned to the bedroom, took out his phone and called Amuro Toru: "Bourbon, the public security department really doesn't want to ask me anything?"

"Your butler should have told you that I showed up with the Public Security Bureau." Amuro Toru sighed, "Since you can stop asking, I can keep my mouth shut."

"Is Vermouth's body destroyed?" Nagai Mitsuru kicked off his slippers and fell on the bed.

"Yes, Judy said that she might be Sharon Wynyard from that year, but she just put on makeup to become her daughter. But it's useless to say anything now, the body has been burned to ashes."

"Those people above you must be very angry."

"But I think it's a good idea." Amuro Toru smiled, "Without solid evidence, at least no one will invest in the organization for the sake of immortality."

"…Really?"

"Not until we get solid evidence."

"Actually I don't want to organize destruction..."

Amuro Toru sighed: "Xiao Guang, maybe you feel that there is an illusion of warmth there, but think about Kudo and your friends. What do you really want? Do you really think you are happy there?"

"...It's...pretty good. Brother Zhen is also very good to me."

"Xiao Guang..." Amuro Tomo understood that if he said too much at this time, it would only cause people of this age to rebel, so he stopped talking and changed the topic, "If you have time, come out and play with Conan and the others more often. It's okay for you if you don't leave Tokyo, right?"

"Yes." Nagai Hikaru agreed gently, "Okay."

"Have a good rest. By the way, Mr. Maori has received a commission from an actress named Makiri to protect a sapphire ring because Kaito Kid has issued a challenge for the jewel of destiny." Amuro Toru said with a smile, "Tomorrow we will go to see her stage play together. Are you free to come?"

"A stage play... Are Ran and Sonoko going too?"

"Yeah, Conan will be there too."

"Okay, what's the time and place?"

Amuro Toru told him the time and place, and then edited a text message with details of where to meet, before putting his phone back in his pocket.

"Mr. Fūya..." Kazami Yuya brought a stack of documents, "This is the file of all the fires and explosions in Japan this week."

"So many?" Amuro Toru was surprised.

Yuya Kazami smiled awkwardly: "In fact, it has only increased by less than 20% compared to the same period. It's just that a few of these incidents were in high-end residential areas, so they were particularly conspicuous."

"..." Toru Amuro, who didn't pay much attention to this aspect, began to understand the dire situation of Japanese firefighters.