Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Chapter 229 Morikawa Residence

After dinner in the evening, everyone suggested going to the park together. In fact, it was Nagai Mitsuru who suggested it because he wanted Toru Amuro to bring Haro out to play with him.

I haven't seen Hello for a long time. I miss Nagai Hikaru very much. The feel of her is completely different from Sally's.

So Haro had the happiest post-picnic time, with five people playing Frisbee with him.

"Um, may I ask..." Under the streetlight of Beihua Park, a man walked towards Mao Lilan, "Excuse me, um, may I ask, are you willing to be a model for my painting?"

Mao Lilan looked surprised: "Model?"

"Ah... yes, that... my name is Kasuga Ryuji, and I'm a professional painter. Miss, are you willing to be my model? It's a part-time job and you'll be paid. Don't worry, it's not a nude model, just a portrait. I want to draw your profile, is that okay?" The man named Kasuga looked a little nervous.

The few people who were still playing with Harrow gathered around.

"Painting? A part-time job?" Yuanshan Heye put his hands on his hips and frowned slightly, "A new way to pick up girls?"

"No, no." Seeing so many people gathered around, Kasuga became even more nervous. "I just want to draw a portrait, the profile of this lady..."

"What did you say your name was?" Nagai Mitsuru came over with his cell phone in hand and was about to search.

"Haruhi... Kasuga Ryuji."

"Oh... I found it." Nagai Hikaru found the name and said in surprise, "He is really a painter."

"Let me see, let me see." Hattori Heiji snatched Nagai Hikaru's phone away, "Kasuga Ryuji, your painting style and colors are very unique, and the picture processing is very delicate."

"Heiji, let me take a look." Toyama Kazuha also came over to take a look.

“It looks real.”

"Excuse me, miss, what is your name?" Kasuga asked Mao Lilan.

"Maolilan."

"Ms. Maori, I only need your time for a few days. I am willing to pay you and you can decide the duration." Haruhi looked very sincere.

Yuanshan Heye smiled and put his arm around Maoli Ran's shoulders: "Promise it, Xiaolan, I want to see what the great painter would draw you like."

Mao Lilan took the phone, looked at the personal profile and photos of Kasuga Ryuji, and compared them to confirm. Then she smiled and asked, "Well, how long will it take to draw?"

Haruhi looked a little happy: "My speed may be a little slow. It will take about four or five days because it is a hyper-realistic style. Of course, Ms. Maori, you can only come in the morning or half an afternoon. You don't have to finish it in one day."

Nagai Hikaru took back his phone and looked at Kasuga with some curiosity: "Then can I hire you to draw a portrait for me as well?"

Kasuga looked at Nagai Hikaru in surprise: "Sorry, I don't accept custom portraits."

"Is that so? So you only draw the types that interest you?"

"Yes... yes, inspiration." Kasuga took out a business card and handed it to Mao Lilan, "This is my business card and contact information. You can contact me after you make a decision."

Watching Kasuga leave, Nagai Hikaru sent an email to have someone check Kasuga Ryuji's basic information, and then said with a smile, "Not bad, Xiaolan has found a part-time job during the summer vacation. And this job doesn't look that tiring."

"Yes." Yuanshan Heye nodded, "And it's great to be painted by such a great painter. You must take a picture of the finished product and show it to us."

Amuro Toru, who had been holding Haro's hand and had not interrupted, came over and whispered to Nagai Hikaru, "Is there something wrong with this painter?"

"Nothing, just that his wife died half a year ago." Nagai Hikaru put the phone back into his bag. "Please take me back to Dracula later."

"You can actually stay overnight at Haido 2-chome, right? You can even take your friend to the station tomorrow."

"And then Brother Zhen came to see you in the morning?" Nagai Mitsuru recalled the scene when he was recuperating in the biological chamber of the laboratory, and then he woke up to find Gin standing next to him. He was so scared that his hair stood on end.

"He's so worried?"

"..." Nagai Hikaru didn't answer, but gently pressed his hand against his chest, "I must be very unlucky in his heart."

Amuro Toru lowered his head and noticed that Nagai Hikaru's hand was pressing on the amulet through his clothes, and he felt a little disappointed.

"By the way, does the housekeeper of Ooka Momiji know you?" Nagai Mitsuru suddenly remembered.

"He was a public security officer three years ago and was in the same class as Kazami," replied Toru Amuro.

Nagai Hikaru said, "Looks like he's a lot older than you."

"…Your point is quite surprising."

"I guess he's about the same age as Shuichi. By the way, how old are you, Toru-nii? I always thought you were under 25..."

Amuro Toru turned his face slightly, touched his face with his fingers, and blushed: "20...29."

"Oh, you're the same age as Brother Zhen."

Amuro Toru turned around in shock: "He's only 29?"

Nagai Hikaru looked up at Amuro Toru unexpectedly: "Does he look old?"

“…Not old.”

It was already late when they returned to Dracula. When Nagai Mitsuru entered the hall, he saw Gin browsing the news out of boredom.

"Brother Zhen, are you waiting for me to come home?"

"No, it's only ten o'clock now, it's not time for me to go to bed yet." Gin glanced at him, his elbows resting on the armrest of the sofa, his face supported by his hands, looking at his phone, "How was your fun?"

"The eldest brother is dead, and one of the three brothers is an imposter." Nagai Hikaru threw his bag on the sofa, raised his leg over Gin's knee, sat on his lap, and then fell back, "Ah, I'm so tired today."

Gin moved his left hand holding the phone away a little, letting Nagai Mitsuru fall on his chest: "Did Bourbon send you back in person?"

"You walked me to the door before leaving. Don't worry, have a safe journey."

"By the way, the first person to order the experimental subject was Morikawa Yushan." Gin put down his hands that were supporting the armrest of the sofa and wrapped his arms around Nagai's bare waist to prevent him from sliding down.

"As expected, he was going to die soon anyway. Those people just wanted to see the real effect of this technology."

"He chose a female test subject."

Nagai Mitsuru chuckled. "That's not unexpected. Those people want to see the results of the experiment, but they don't want the body they like to be chosen by others. Morikawa, an old man with wealth but no power, who is also dying, was pushed out for the experiment. How can he use someone else's target body?"

"Yes. But the advanced stage of cancer left him no time to struggle." Gin smiled softly, "In fact, we still let him live two more months in good health, didn't we?"

"Of course." Nagai Hikaru leaned against Gin, raised his head and looked back at Gin, "But he has three sons, right?"

"He said he would find a way to deal with his three sons. Since he can continue to live, he certainly doesn't need any heirs." Gin picked up his phone and tapped a few times, "Is Oi Hiroki your man?"

"Yes, the lawyer of Morikawa Enterprise. He is responsible for the notarization of Morikawa's will this time." Nagai Mitsuru nodded.

“It’s just a frozen food company.”

"But Japan's ice cream and popsicles are basically monopolized by Morikawa, who has his own private island."

"You can buy it anytime you want." Gin said casually.

Sally, who had been resting in her room for a while, probably heard the noise and poked her head out. Seeing that it was Nagai Mitsuru who came back, she ran over happily, and then she smelled the scent of other dogs.

Sally lay on Nagai Hikaru's body with her legs spread out and sniffed him for a while. Then she suddenly jumped up and tried to lick Nagai Hikaru's face, becoming excited.

"Ah, do you smell your little friend? Okay, okay, I'll take you to play with Haro next time." Nagai Mitsuru hurriedly comforted him.

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"Uncle has accepted a commission from a wealthy man this time." Conan sighed while sitting in the stretched limousine.

Mao Lilan looked at the green land and large pasture outside the window in surprise, with cows walking slowly and freely on it: "No way, this whole island belongs to them?"

"The head of the family, Mr. Yuyama Morikawa, has made great contributions to the development and progress of ice cream. He himself founded a large joint venture, Morikawa Holdings Co., Ltd." The man sitting in the car introduced seriously.

Maori Kogoro said seriously: "Such a big shot as him actually asked me for help?"

After looking out the window for a while, Conan turned around and said, "But what would a rich man like him entrust you to do, uncle?"

"I won't live much longer." Morikawa Yuzan said weakly while lying on the hospital bed in the Morikawa residence.

A man who introduced himself as Hiroki Ooi stood by the bed and said, "Mr. Morikawa has been diagnosed with advanced cancer, and the cancer cells have spread throughout his body."

Morikawa, who was lying on the bed, was sweating profusely. He sighed and said, "I thought I could hold on for a few more months, but the doctor told me yesterday that I couldn't hold on any longer. So I thought I should gather the whole family and rewrite my will in front of them."

"That's why we invited the famous detective Mr. Maori Kogoro and asked you to come here specially. With your keen insight, we can help you examine several candidate heirs. We also hope that you can provide us with some distribution suggestions in the will." Oi Hiroki said seriously, "As Mr. Morikawa's will lawyer, Mr. Morikawa and I both hope to get the help of the famous detective."

"…provide advice?"

"Because this involves the inheritance of tens of billions of dollars, I hope you can observe the status of Mr. Morikawa's heirs carefully."

Yuzan Morikawa on the hospital bed: "A suitable candidate to inherit the family. Before the will is rewritten tomorrow afternoon, it would be very inspiring for Mr. Morikawa if we could get the observation results of the famous detective."

"Three sons..." The three Mori brothers walked around the Morikawa residence, met each heir, and then sat in the lounge in the middle of the room, thinking with an ice cream.

"I feel that these three sons don't look serious." Kogoro Mouri sat on the sofa with his hands behind his head.

"Uncle Maori, I'm going to go out for a walk for a while." Conan stood up and walked out.

"Conan, be careful and come back soon."

"Yes, Sister Xiaolan."