Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Chapter 201 Egg of Memories

Osaka.

Gao Chengcai and Xiaolan walked to the exit of the station and saw the garden where they came to pick up the car.

I haven’t seen it for a while, the garden is still the same, vigorously beckoning: “Here here!”

Obviously his home was being watched by the strange thief Kidd, but the garden looked excited. The car used to pick up people was also a Suzuki high-end sedan, and passers-by were paying attention.

“Will this be too high-profile?” Gao Cheng said casually.

“It’s very special today,” Yuanzi said excitedly, holding his hands together, “because I finally have to meet Kidd the strange thief of my dreams again! How can I not be grandiose?”

“Really…”

Gao Cheng was unable to complain.

“That’s right,” Yuanzi glanced at Gao Cheng and introduced the young driver who was driving. “It was my father’s secretary, Mr. Nishino, who was driving. He has been living in various countries in the world. He is fluent in English, French, and German.”

“Amazing.”

“Cough.” Gao Cheng leaned back on the seat and followed the young driver with his eyes, not too surprised.

He is still good at it now, and he also masters four languages.

Needless to say Japanese, of course Chinese is fluent, in addition to English and Russian…

Although the latter two are very general.

“City households,” Yuanzi looked at Gao Cheng, “would you do too?”

“I don’t know French and German, but I can speak Chinese and Russian, and I know Portuguese.” Gao Cheng said calmly.

“Really?” Yuanzi asked suspiciously. “If you don’t know how to say hello, right?”

“Do you want me to introduce myself in Chinese?” Gao Chenghuan folded his arms and switched to Chinese. “My name is Kosei Kioto. I am a private investigator. I dream of being number one in the world. I am currently working with the police in Osaka…”

Everyone in the car was stunned, even the young driver was a little dumbfounded.

Conan opened his mouth wide and almost dropped his chin: Joto, when did you learn it?

“Oh, although it’s not standard, it’s really amazing.” Nishino sighed.

“Not standard?” Gao Cheng looked at the young driver speechlessly.

Please, speaking Mandarin is not standard. What is the standard Chinese in your eyes?

“What about Portuguese?” Xiao Lan asked curiously.

“Uh… Carlos.”

“Hey.” Conan smiled stiffly at the corner of his mouth.

Isn’t this just a name? It is also the name of the Brazilian youth Carlos in the previous Yabunai incident.

Who do you think you can lie to?

“It’s amazing.” Xiaolan sighed unknowingly.

…

Suzuki Museum of Modern Art.

The limousine passed the entrance and parked in front of the pavilion. You could see policemen standing guard everywhere, and helicopters patrolling in the air.

Every time the guy Kidd appeared on the stage, it was this kind of battle, but he couldn’t catch it all the time.

Gao Cheng got off the car and looked at the magnificent art gallery in front of him, his thoughts drifting a little.

Speaking of which he and Kuroba Kuaidou are almost the same, what if that kid is really caught?

What a troublesome thing.

“Yo,” Hattori stopped riding a motorcycle, and waved Kazuo to greet him, “I really ran into a tricky opponent this time, Kudo.”

Gao Cheng’s face collapsed: “It’s this guy again…”

“Really,” Xiaolan stood up and said helplessly, “Why do you call Conan Kudo every time?”

Hattori laughed and said, “Sorry, sorry, because this little guy has Kudo’s eyes, so he called out without knowing it.”

Gao Cheng ignored the second item Hattori.

But when I saw this guy, I thought of Kyogokushin last time. I finally sent it off a month ago. I heard that now I am going to study abroad in order to become stronger.

The thought that the humanoid tank-like guy will become stronger is not small.

Gao Cheng tightened his palms.

When he was in Izu, he became a girl because he wanted to find the killer and used a camouflage card, and his physical fitness declined, but Kyogoku’s real strength still stimulated him.

There are really some freaks in Conan’s world.

However, he didn’t relax, and he had already started special strengthening exercises.

Moreover, the system just triggered the event after arriving in Osaka this time. According to past experience, as long as the Easter egg is not stolen by Kidd in the end, it is enough. If you draw swordsmanship again at that time, you can still train out of thin air for a year.

In the next year, I will not be able to beat a high school student…

In the art gallery, Gao Cheng followed through the corridor and entered the president’s room. He first experienced what it means to be rich.

This kind of luxurious art museum is probably only the Suzuki consortium that can build and play casually.

In the president’s room, President Suzuki was receiving guests. He saw his daughter Yuanzi and Gao Cheng and his party coming in. He said happily: “It’s Mr. Mori and Mr. Kioto. Thank you for coming all the way.”

“Hello.” Uncle Maori walked ahead and shook hands with Chairman Suzuki.

“Xiaolan and Conan are here, too,” Chairman Suzuki was still in a lenient manner. After greeted them one by one, the doubt turned to Hattori Kazuha behind, “Yonko, who are these two?”

“They are Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha, Dad,” Sonoko introduced eagerly. “Heiji is known as a detective for high school students in the West. He is quite famous in Kansai.”

“Really? Great,” Chairman Suzuki greeted the two Hattori with a smile, “I also want to ask you.”

Gao Cheng stood on the side, wondering if it was an illusion, feeling that Yuanzi’s eyes looking at Hattori and Ye were full of envy.

These two guys are really, as long as they appear, they are showing affection in disguise, although I may not feel it.

Thinking of this, Gao Cheng felt a little guilty.

I don’t know if he took the garden crookedly. Originally, at this time, Yuanzi should have started to associate with Jingjizhen. Is it because he is too selfish when he is now?

I don’t know who Yuanzi likes in the end. If this goes on, he won’t go on the road of being single like him, right?

While Gao Cheng was thinking about it, Chairman Suzuki began to introduce the other guests sitting in the chairman’s room to the crowd.

The first is a large foreigner.

“This is the first-class clerk of the Russian Embassy, ​​Siruovchinnikov.”

“Please advise.” The big guy looked like a foreign bodyguard. He didn’t talk much. Just standing up made people feel a lot of pressure.

The second person is Mr. Hu with a hook nose character.

“This is Mr. I, the art dealer Gan Jiangyi.”

Following the introduction of President Suzuki, the old man stood up and nodded slightly. There were no fluctuations in his small triangular eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The third person was a beautiful young woman with a tall figure and beautiful legs.

“This is a researcher of the Romanov dynasty, Pu Si Qinglan.”

“Hello.” The woman stood up and nodded slightly, speaking a weird Chinese.

“In addition,” President Suzuki introduced the last humanity, “This is Mr. Ryu Sakagawa, a free video writer who applied to collect materials and shoot treasures.”

The person who was introduced was a long-haired young man in casual clothes, holding a video camera, and did not get up like the others, but looked at the camera carelessly at Uncle Maori: “Tell me more.”

The uncle ignored the youth, and instead asked curiously: “What is the value of the treasure?”

“800 million yen,” the artist Gan Jiang said, looking at Chairman Suzuki, squinting at If you are willing to sell, I can increase it a bit. ”

“President!” The big guy said anxiously, “The egg of memory is something of Russia. It is better to send it to our country and be preserved by the Russian Art Museum if it is sold to such a dark business.”

The artist’s eyes were slightly cold: “You said I have no eyesight?”

“Very good, very good, shooting a person is more interesting than shooting that egg,” the video writer Samukawa sneered at the two, turning his eyes to the silent long-legged woman next to him, and chuckles, “You have nothing to do with you You look like yourself, but logically speaking, you are a researcher of the Romanov dynasty. You should want that egg more than anyone else?”

“Yes,” the woman frowned and turned her head away, “but I don’t have 800 million.”

“Huh, that’s what I said, even I only got 200 million.”

“These guys…”

Gao Cheng was not in the mood.

I am a well-known detective who has worked so hard for so long and can’t even get 100 million.

“All in all,” President Suzuki is not short of money, and has no idea of ​​selling eggs at all. “We will talk about the eggs another day.”

“No way, let’s say goodbye today.”

The art dealers left the chairman’s room with unsightly faces. After all, there is no other good way to face such a behemoth as the Suzuki consortium.

At this time, secretary Nishino walked into the president’s room with a wooden box.

“President, I brought the egg.”

“Okay, you have worked hard, let’s put it on the table,” President Suzuki nodded and greeted Gao Cheng several people, “Everyone, please sit down.”

“Can we look at that egg?” Xiao Lan asked in surprise.

“It doesn’t look great on the outside,” Yuanzi said normally, “I remember being used as a toy when I was a kid.”

“toy?”

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