Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Chapter 257 New Identity

"Are you awake?"

The sound of Armagnac? Amuro Toru's eyes were blank and blurry. After a while, he finally regained consciousness and his vision slowly focused.

Snow-white roof, a room I've never seen before. The oxygen mask on his nose obstructed his vision. Armagnac's face came closer, and his signature gold-rimmed glasses swung in front of Amuro Toru's eyes: "Bourbon, you have a serious disease in your body, acute leukemia, I think... your internal organs have all failed, don't you feel anything normally?"

As Toru Amuro felt pain all over his body when he thought about it, he shook his head gently with all his strength.

"The cloning in the tissue can keep you alive, but there is a problem." Armagnac held a document in his hand with a subtle expression, "Your original body cannot be cloned, because your disease means that your genes are defective. If you use your original living cells to reproduce your body, you will still die from the same disease. And it is too late to clone your original body. Your consciousness does not have time to wait for the results of cloning to be transferred."

Toru Amuro didn't quite understand what Armagnac meant, because his body organs had already collapsed and he was trying his best just to keep breathing.

"But we have three bodies of former codename members in the biological warehouse. You can choose, and the organization will stabilize your body functions once a month. You can pick one." Armagnac smiled and turned the folder over.

Toru Amuro saw three photos on the folder.

"Look, these three are all former codename members, and they've been confirmed dead. It's safe for you to replace them. Pick one, and that's your future fate."

As Toru Amuro looked at the three photos on the document, he suddenly thought of Karasuma Akimitsu's wallet.

The photo inside the wallet that Conan took.

With the last of his strength he raised his hand and pointed his finger at the rightmost photo on the document.

Then his hands lost strength and fell down, his eyes slowly closed, and he was completely lifeless.

Armagnac flipped the file and looked at the person chosen by Amuro Toru: "Tsk, it's really as expected."

The reasons he found were full of loopholes, but Toru Amuro's awakening just now was his last burst of energy. He was unable to think in an orderly manner and just made the choice based on his instinct and intuition.

Looking at the footage in the surveillance video, Gin snorted coldly and looked at Karasuma Akimitsu: "He chose 1634."

Karasuma Mingguang smiled happily, his eyes curved: "I'm so happy, my brother Bai is back."

"Do you like that face? Or that person?"

"Ah, my brother Jin is jealous?" Karasuma Akimitsu walked over, tiptoed slightly, and put his arms around Gin's neck.

The long-lost name made Gin's expression relax a little. He reluctantly put his arm around Karasuma Akira's waist, and held Karasuma Akira's thigh with his left hand to pick him up.

The posture was similar to that of holding a child, which made Karasuma Akimitsu's line of sight higher, and he could even look down at Gin's long, silver eyelashes with each individual eyelash clearly visible.

"You always get what you want, don't you?" Gin raised his lips slightly and looked up at Karasuma Akimitsu, "Where will you tie him?"

"The entire building of the manor's guest rooms is now filled with nothing but vodka and calvados. I thought he would need a room of his own," Karasuma Akimitsu smiled down at Gin's emerald green eyes under the light.

"Then it seems that he will have no other job that requires him to go out except being your bodyguard."

"It will happen." Karasuma Akiko bent down, held Gin's face with his hands, and pressed his forehead against his. "I have never been a strict master. The rope around their necks can be pulled very long."

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Miyuki Hime and her friends from the Junior Detective League heard a piece of bad news at the Poirot Cafe: "Amuro-san resigned?! Why?"

"It seems like something happened at home?" Enomoto Azusa sighed and pointed to the job advertisement posted outside the cafe. "So we have to hire another permanent employee. It's so sudden. He went to the secret treasure exhibition with us the day before yesterday."

"Didn't you say specifically what happened?" Conan asked with a frown on his face.

"No, I sent a sudden email to resign. The number is Mr. Amuro's, I hope he is not in big trouble." Enomoto Azusa wiped the cup in her hand, "So kids, I'm sorry, there is no Mr. Amuro's special strawberry half-baked cheesecake available today."

Yuan Tai screamed, "Ah? I finally saved enough money for once."

Himimi looked at Genta sympathetically, and suddenly a light bulb lit up above her head: "Then let's go to the supermarket to buy the ingredients and make it ourselves! Last time, Amuro-san taught me how to make cake. Although it's not half-cooked cheese, we can put a lot of strawberries and cream in it."

"Where can we do it?" Huihara Ai raised her hand and said, "Professor Agasa's house is not good. He just blew up the oven during an experiment yesterday."

"Go to Maori Dad's house, upstairs. I used their kitchen to make beef curry last time. They have all the equipment."

The remaining children thought about it for a while, and then voted together to agree: "Okay, let's go to the supermarket to buy the ingredients!"

Azusa Enomoto watched the children leave the Poirot Cafe and put the cleaned cups upside down in the special bar cabinet before lowering her eyelids with a worried look: "Mr. Amuro... I hope everything is okay."

"Miss Xiaozi." A voice came from under the bar.

Azusa Enomoto was startled, then she realized that Conan didn't follow her out: "What's wrong? Conan."

"Can you show me the resignation text message from Amuro-nii?"

"Okay." Enomoto Azusa handed the phone to Conan, "My boss and I both received it."

Conan looked at it carefully and saw that there was an emergency at home and he needed to resign and go back to deal with it.

"Ms. Xiaozi, have you called?"

"I couldn't get through." Enomoto Azusa held her cheek with her hand and frowned slightly, "But she sent a text message later to let us know she was safe. She said the signal was bad where she was going, and if we were worried, she would contact us in two days."

"Really?" Conan frowned, feeling uneasy.

"Oh, to be honest, if I still can't get through on the phone tomorrow, I'm going to consider calling the police." Azusa Enomoto took the phone back worriedly, looking at the interface that had shown several previous failures to get through.

The detective badge in the bag brought Mitsuhiko's voice: "Conan, Conan, where are you? Didn't you catch up?"

"I'll be right there." Conan took out his badge and answered, then looked at Enomoto Azusa, "Sister Azusa, I'm leaving first. If you have any new news about Amuro-san, please tell me. Please."

"Okay, Conan."

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"Haro and Sally seem to have a really good relationship." Karasuma Akimitsu held a fan and watched the two dogs in the garden happily sniffing each other and running happily on the lawn together.

"Yeah." The man with long black hair next to him replied softly without saying anything.

Karasuma Akimitsu turned his head and said, "Mr. Hanba?"

"...I'm not quite used to this name." The man was wearing a blue sports shirt and had a strange and embarrassed expression on his face.

"But, Mr. Amuro, your appearance has changed. This is not a disguise." Karasuma Akimitsu frowned slightly and said with some concern, "If you can't accept this identity, it will be very troublesome because you can't change it anymore."

"Is that so? What was my previous acute illness?"

"Your immune system collapsed. You could say it's acute leukemia. Armagnac said it's a genetic disease. Luckily I was there at the time and rushed you back to the institute." Karasuma Akimitsu looked at the black-haired man and sighed. "We still have your... body. If you want, you can go and see it."

The man looked at Karasuma Akiko, who tilted his head in confusion, and then he said softly, "What is Amuro's identity?"

"I asked someone to keep it for you. You didn't vacate the apartment, but Haro brought it here. But we used your phone to send an email to resign from the cafe where you worked part-time." Karasuma Akimitsu said softly, "Of course, if you want to work as a waiter in that cafe again, you can. But it's best to keep in touch with your old friends through your phone."

The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Haro ran around the lawn, excitedly rushed to the man's feet, stuck out his tongue and jumped around him happily. Sally followed, rubbed against Karasuma Akira's legs, and then followed Haro to jump around the man in circles.

"Change your identity..." again?

The man laughed at himself, opened his eyes and looked at Karasuma Akimitsu, and asked, "Who was the previous Haba Haku?"

"The one before was, of course, himself." Karasuma Akimitsu touched Sally's head as she leaned in front of him. "With this technology, transferring once is already the limit. If the body can be changed at will, wouldn't that be immortality in another sense? And Mr. Amuro, your current body is also defective. You need to go to the research institute every month for maintenance, otherwise there will be problems."

The black-haired man raised his hand and tried to touch Karasuma Akimitsu's face.

Karasuma Akimitsu took a step back and dodged the hand that was extended: "Mr. Amuro?"

"Still not working?"

"what?"

"Just call me Yuba Bai, it's just a change of identity. I'll get used to it... You can just call me Bai." The man put down his hand and put it in the pocket of his sweatshirt. The wind blew his long black hair, and Sally's eyes followed the end of his hair involuntarily.

"Bai...?" Karasuma Mingguang blinked and smiled slightly, "Bai, if you need anything else, you can tell me or Shuichi."

"Am I still a code member now?" Bai Yuba smiled lightly.

Karasuma Akimitsu stared at Habashi's face for a moment before answering, "Of course, Bourbon."

"how?"

"This face looks very gentle when it smiles." Karasuma Mingguang blushed, "I think it's very beautiful."

The corners of Haneda's mouth rose, and his eyebrows relaxed: "Really? That's really... great."