"Damn it!" Guangyou was furious. He swore that this was definitely not jealousy, absolutely not!
You could say he comes from a wealthy family, and that his girlfriend is beautiful but he's indifferent to her. He has Ai, so he's not worried. You could tolerate all of that, but what he just said was just too infuriating! Did he even speak like a human being?
Guangyou was practically shouting, "Please, have some decency!"
Not only Guangyou, but even Uncle Mori was clenching his teeth and fists. If the person in front of him wasn't a client, and a big one at that, he would have slammed his fist on the table and left long ago.
What the hell? They called me in to handle a case and I'm acting all jealous!
After a while, the two of them managed to suppress the overwhelming primal force within them. Guangyou slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his tightly clenched fists slowly loosened.
Uncle Mori, no longer wanting to see Takahara Zen's irritating face, quickly stood up: "Then I'll begin the investigation. Mr. Takahara, please wait outside the house. I don't like having people around when I'm working; it can easily disrupt my train of thought."
Takahara Zen understood perfectly. After all, Uncle Mori was a famous detective known as "Sleeping Kogoro," and such a celebrity should have his own work habits, which he completely understood.
Ran was assigned by Uncle Mori to watch over Takahara Yu at the door. Kouyou knew that Uncle Mori didn't want to see Takahara Yu's face. He didn't have any habit of not wanting to be disturbed; he just wanted to control himself and prevent himself from having the urge to give Takahara Yu an over-the-shoulder throw.
Guangyou went back first. He shouldn't need Guangyou's help just to find someone; otherwise, Uncle Mori would have wasted his years as a detective.
Kōyū went to Professor Agasa's house to see Ai Haibara and calm down. He had heard Takahara Yū's words in his previous life, but it was still very painful to see someone in his life actually experience something like that.
Please call Guangyou "Guang·Lemon Sour Dead·You" now. He is very tired. In fact, he also thought that his father in his previous life would suddenly find him and say to him: "Son, I treated you badly before because I was testing you. Actually, I am the chairman of a multinational group. Now you have passed my test and I am preparing to retire so that you can succeed me."
However, Guangyou knew that such things were best left unsaid, so he didn't take them to heart. But this time, such a thing actually happened to him, causing him great emotional turmoil and a feeling of bitterness.
Pushing open the door, Kōyū slumped onto the sofa. Ài, meanwhile, was flipping through a fashion magazine, casually remarking, "What's wrong? You look exhausted."
Guangyou waved his hand: "Don't even mention it. I ran into someone who was such a good show-off. It made me so jealous."
"What's there to be sour about? You're no worse than him." Ai continued flipping through the fashion magazine, speaking very seriously. "At least you're a child who'll outlive him."
Guangyou was immediately relieved by the insightful comment. "Oh yeah, after he dies, I'll go to his grave and arrange a social dance for him, preferably one that will make him jump out of his coffin in anger."
Thinking of the scene where Guangyou hired a group of young people dressed in tight-fitting jackets and suits, tight-fitting cropped pants, loafers, and bowl cuts to dance the social dance in front of his grave, Guangyou quickly shook his head: "No, that's too cruel. I'm a good person. This method is unacceptable, unacceptable."
"What are you thinking about?" Ai asked curiously after looking up at Kousuke's constipated expression.
Guangyou shook his head vigorously, as if it were powered by a small motor, and replied, "It's nothing, I just thought of a very upsetting scene."
Ai put down the magazine, got up and walked towards her room: "I have something for you."
After a while, Ai handed a blue gift box to Kyou: "Here, this is for you."
After saying that, Ai ran straight back to her room. The room was brightly lit, and Kouyu could clearly see Ai's slightly red earlobes, which made him unconsciously smile.
Guangyou opened the blue packaging and saw a wooden box. The box was finely crafted. Although it was not decorated, the fragrance it emitted indicated that the material was not bad. It was not the kind of cheap stuff you could buy at a street stall.
When Guangyou opened the wooden box, the first thing he saw was a necklace surrounded by raffia.
The necklace cord is black, and the shark-shaped tag is silver. The black cord looks plain and unremarkable, and its color is just a very ordinary, multicolored black.
The shark tag is very simple, except that transparent glass is used as an embellishment for the shark's eyes.
After putting on the necklace, feeling a slight coolness on his chest, Kōyū smiled and exclaimed, "Ai, thank you! I really like it!"
Ai didn't reply; she was already sitting in front of her computer, using work to hide her slightly flushed face.
Afterwards, Kousuke cooked a meal for Ai at Professor Agasa's house before leaving to return to his agency.
Back at the office, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Uncle Mori sitting on the sofa, deep in thought with his head in his hands.
When Ran saw Guangyou return, she gestured for him to keep his voice down, as Uncle Mori was in a bad mood at the time.
After a day of investigation, they found nothing useful, but a lot of useless stuff, such as the neighbor's underwear being blown onto his roof.
Uncle Mori was extremely distressed by the lack of useful information. He scratched his head and said, "Damn it! I haven't found any clues. I don't have any enemies or anyone trying to extort me. I don't go out often, and there are no signs of forced entry at the front door or windows. It's like I just vanished into thin air!"
After thinking for a while, Uncle Mori raised his head, his eyes regaining their firmness: "No, I have to find a clue by tomorrow, otherwise my title as the detective Kogoro Mori might be in jeopardy!"
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