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Chapter 195 Hattori: I've become the weakest?!

Chapter 195 Hattori: I've become the weakest?!

The person shouting was Nagato Nobuko, the eldest daughter of Nagato Dosan. She was thirty-nine years old this year, almost forty, and no one had come to propose marriage. Even for a wealthy family like the Nagato family, she could be considered an old maid.

Although, according to Akutagawa Hiko's view, with such a wealthy family, she could live a very comfortable life even without getting married, from a more traditional perspective, this young lady still wanted to get married.

Although she has a fiery temper, although she is nearly forty, although she speaks harshly, although she is arrogant and domineering, although—”

In short, why couldn't she be a young woman who longed for love and had beautiful expectations for marriage?

For various reasons, Nobuko Nagato treated Yuki Hinata, the secretary of President Nagato, with hostility and even slapped him. It was at this moment that the argument broke out.

"It seems that not only do we have guests today, but you ungrateful vixen have also been staying here the whole time. Speaking of which, you've been sleeping here for the past few days, haven't you? What exactly are you up to?"

Nobuko Nagato looked down at Sachi Hyuga, who was covering his face and protecting a pen in his arms, and continued to mock him with her face close to his, ignoring her sister's advice and President Nagato's explanations.

If Akutagawa hadn't known the whole story, he probably would have thought that the person who died this time was this aunt with a deathly look on her face.

"You still keep this dirty fountain pen? I don't care if it's your father's keepsake or not, just looking at it makes me feel disgusted."

After indirectly mocking her biological father, Nagato Nobuko said to her younger sister, Nagato Yasue, who was looking at her, "If you're not careful, your most beloved light will be taken away." After saying that, Nagato Nobuko let out a classic villainous three-part laugh, ignored Akutagawa Hiko and the others, and quickly left the luxurious bedroom, with Nagato Yasue hurriedly following after her.

President Nagato looked apologetic. He was quite helpless about his eldest daughter's personality, but he was already old, and his daughter was almost forty. If she had tried harder in the past, she could have been a grandmother. It was too late to change her.

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Hinata, Nobuko is getting a little anxious because she's not getting any marriage proposals at her age."

Everyone present could probably tell that although President Nagato genuinely wanted to apologize, his words were full of protection for his daughter, and he casually brushed aside what could be described as a vicious act.

Conan rolled his eyes. While he couldn't rule out the possibility that some people might have unique tastes and fall for this woman because of her family background, the probability of such a person being a good match was probably no greater than the possibility that tomorrow would be the end of the world.

"There's probably no hope for the rest of my life like this."

Heiji Hattori heard this remark and felt a deep sense of sympathy, immediately regarding Conan as a kindred spirit for the time being. However, under his father's stern gaze, he swallowed his remark.

Being called a vixen and slapped, Hinata Sachi felt it was all alright. Compared to the fire, what did it matter? She just shouldn't have said those things about her father's belongings.

Hinata Yuki lowered her head slightly, using the opportunity of glancing at her watch to conceal the emotions in her eyes: "Yes, I know. I have to go take care of company business. Please excuse me."

President Nagato quickly stopped Hyuga Yuki: "Ms. Hyuga, I plan to announce that matter to everyone tonight. If you still have sympathy for my son, I hope you can—"

Because Nagato Hideomi's personality had become very withdrawn after that fire, he couldn't get close to anyone except Hyuga Yuki, and often stayed in his room alone to create. The old man was unaware that his son had died.

But for Hyuga Sachi, who had buried Nagato Hideomi's body in the garden after his suicide by poison, and who had originally given up revenge because love had overcome hate, but had rekindled the flames of revenge, the old man's words were undoubtedly a sharp blade, cutting his already wounded heart once again.

"My feelings for him have never been pity, nor because he saved my life back then. Our fates were bound together by the flames long ago—"

The riddle-maker's behavior aroused some suspicion in the two high school detectives present, but they were not eager to dig deeper into the secret, since President Nagato would reveal it that night anyway.

It was rare to see so many familiar and new faces in the room. President Nagato was in excellent spirits this afternoon, chatting with the group without showing any signs of fatigue.

When Kogoro Mouri heard that President Nagato was actually a kendo master, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. However, he was even more surprised by something else: "So you two are senior and junior in the kendo club."

When the past was mentioned, the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department Chief, who rarely smiled when Hattori Shizuka was not around, said, "Yes, back then, my senior Nagato's aura was truly something that no one dared to challenge."

Looking at President Nagato's physique, his kind face, and his current physical condition where he even needs help getting out of bed, Akutagawa Hiko couldn't help but sigh that appearances can be deceiving.

Just then, the door to the room was pushed open.

The moment she saw the person approaching, Xiaolan snapped to attention and instantly assumed a fighting stance. The memory of being attacked by the bandaged monster was still fresh in her mind, and she couldn't help but yawn a little.

This powerful aura made Hattori Heizo take notice.

There are many women with strong fighting skills. The female police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department are all highly skilled. His wife is also a master swordsman. But he really misjudged her just now and didn't notice that she was also a strong person.

He had heard of Kogoro Mouri at the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department; he was a sharpshooting detective in Tokyo and a judo expert.

Hattori Heizo glanced at his son with disdain. When he had a sword, it was fine, but when he was empty-handed, he was about as good as 1.5 passersby. This was not good.

As a detective, it's hard not to incur the wrath of murderers, and you may also be seen as a thorn in the side by evil organizations, requiring you to enhance your self-defense capabilities.

Hattori Heiji couldn't help but shiver; the air conditioning wasn't even that cold in the middle of summer.

"This isn't the time to worry about that," Hattori Heiji shouted. "Who are you?!"

Suddenly, a person dressed in a terrifying manner barged in, but the old man was not nervous at all: "That's my son, Xiuchen. When he was in high school, he was burned in a fire in an accident, which is why he looks like this."

Nagato Hideomi didn't speak, but nodded to the group as a greeting.

The president of Nagato's company didn't show the joy one would expect from seeing his son after more than a day; instead, he seemed somewhat estranged. He explained to the group, "I originally thought that with current plastic surgery techniques, I could at least improve the situation, but he's been unwilling—."