Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

"I have two call logs here. Who answered them?"

"Didn't you say you'd always be by my side? What's with these phone calls?"

Did you answer the phone?

Jiro Nakajima's three deadly questions left Uejima Komura completely stunned.

He doesn't know anything. When he said he would stay by Nakajima Jiro's side, he was just exaggerating to show how meticulous he was in taking care of him.

Little did I expect that the stone I had just lifted would now fall hard on my own foot.

This is no joke.

He can't say he lied and said he was inseparable from the phone, nor can he explain why the phone behaved this way.

It was incredibly awkward.

Jiro Nakajima didn't have time to argue with Uejima Komura; he was eager to ask about the situation at the company.

After all, the company is his main battlefield, and money is the most important thing.

The call was answered quickly. His men on the other end were already extremely anxious.

He just kept staring at the phone.

They had been calling Jiro Nakajima for a long time, but he didn't respond at all and didn't even answer the phone.

They could only wait patiently, and now that Jiro Nakajima could call back, they were overjoyed.

"Mr. Nakajima, you finally called!"

"Something feels off!"

His men immediately started shouting.

"What's going on? Tell me in detail!"

Jiro Nakajima frowned and asked nervously.

His subordinates quickly informed Nakajima Jiro of the situation.

After listening to their report, Jiro Nakajima fell silent.

He silently got up and went to the balcony.

"You're saying that I told you to buy so much stock just now?" Jiro Nakajima asked in a stern voice.

"Yes, we were just wondering why you'd still urge us to buy so heavily in this situation! And both times, you've urged us to buy so heavily!"

The subordinate on the other end said, feeling extremely depressed.

"By the way, we thought your voice sounded a bit strange earlier, not like it is now."

Suddenly, the subordinate seemed to remember something and added a sentence.

Jiro Nakajima was suddenly taken aback.

That sentence made him think of many things.

Buy! The sound is off!

Who ultimately benefits from our large-scale stock purchases?

It's not a small village on the island yet.

Stocks only rise when there is a large amount of buying.

In particular, Huangxing Paper Industry had just hit its daily limit down, but it was forced to hit the daily limit up by its own money.

Every little increase is money, and I just spent it all.

I spent it without any hesitation.

Jiro Nakajima's heart was bleeding.

But besides heartache, he felt even more hatred. He never expected that his old classmate would resort to such methods just to avoid losing money on Huangxing Paper Industry.

That's right, he has forcibly placed all the responsibility and blame onto the small village of Shangdao.

He had even conjured up a perfect scenario in his mind: Komura Uejima, in order to make money in the stock market, deliberately invited him to drink and got him drunk, thus causing him to lose consciousness.

He then took himself to the hotel, waited for a call on his phone, disguised his voice, and told his employees to make a purchase.

And turn off your phone until the trading session ends.

Everything was so smooth and logical.

Jiro Nakajima felt that Detective Conan was nothing special, and that he could solve cases with ease.

With that thought in mind, Jiro Nakajima turned and went to his hotel room.

Komura Uejima quickly approached Nakajima Jiro with a fawning expression and said, "Mr. Nakajima, how is it? Is there anything important at the company?"

Jiro Nakajima glanced coldly at Uejima Komura, refraining from revealing his speculation, and simply said, "Nothing much, I'm going back now."

After saying that, he picked up his coat, put it on, and left the hotel.

The villager on the island was left somewhat bewildered, looking at the scene before him, not knowing what was going on.

I had a feeling that Jiro Nakajima was a little angry.

But she was treating Nakajima Jiro to dinner and taking such meticulous care of him. Even her own family members had never been treated with such care.

I didn't expect that all this I've done would be so thankless.

Komura Uejima thought about it for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that he didn't seem to have done anything wrong. Why did the other person not only not thank him, but also seem to hate him?

However, when Komura took out his phone and looked at the stock prices on his screen, the 10% limit-up of Huangxing Paper temporarily overcame the slight gloom in his heart.

If it continues to rise slightly tomorrow, I can exit with a profit.

He happily checked out and left the hotel.

On the second day when the market opened, Komura Ueshima was already waiting in the office.

Looking at the screen in front of him, Komura Uejima felt a strange sense of tension.

Because none of the messages he sent to Jiro Nakajima earlier had received a reply.

This had never happened before; every time, Jiro Nakajima would reply to him, no matter how late it was.

But now, at such a crucial moment, when he asked Jiro Nakajima what the plans were for today, the man didn't reply.

He also refuses to answer the phone.

There's no other way, so we still have to do what needs to be done. We can't wait until the situation changes before making arrangements.

So he gathered all his men and had them wait together in the office.

Be ready to sell your stocks at any time.

9:15 a.m.

The morning opening auction for stocks has begun.

As expected by Komura Ueshima, Huangxing Paper's stock price opened 5 points higher.

If they can hold steady, they can make money; of course, if they can break through to the upside and hit the daily limit again, that would be a wonderful thing.

Everyone in the office was overjoyed, and they valued and admired the small village of Shangdao even more.

After all the hardships, they can finally see the light again.

It has to be a small village like Ueshima that can recover from being targeted like this.

As the opening time approached, all their traders were ready to go.

Be prepared to await orders from the village to go to the island at any time, and look for opportunities to sell.

Just a second before the market opened, Komura Uejima checked his phone, but there was no reply from Nakajima Jiro.

He looked somewhat dejected, but then he looked very seriously at the large screen in front of him.

When the time comes.

Everyone watched the big screen with tension.

Komura Ueshima had already drunk some water, ready to clearly shout out the word "sell" at any moment.

However, things didn't go as they expected.