Chapter 940 Ye Gong Likes Dragons

Bai Ma Tan was silent for a moment. Before speaking, he took out his pocket watch and confirmed the time.

"Many people will misunderstand that I returned to Japan so actively and participated in many investigations because of Kaitou Kidd's matter. However, as for the reason for my return, I actually introduced it in detail last time."

"Is it because of the death case of an unidentified Japanese couple that occurred overseas?" Hattori Heiji naturally would not forget the story he told, and nodded, "Why, this is also related to what you want to say. ?”

"Absolutely." Closing the cover of the pocket watch, before putting it back into his pocket, Bai Ma Tan carefully stroked its warm case and said slowly, "Investigating their affairs is one of my purposes, and I will The reason I am so concerned about this matter is because it has some connection with the murderers I have been tracking down..."

"Could it be that Scobin is also the target you are pursuing?"

"Exactly. A murderer who specializes in killing other people's right eyes, targeting the treasures of the Romanov dynasty, and causing countless killings and robberies, Scorpion..."

As if he was aware of it, Tangze turned his head and looked deeper into the corridor.

There, several detectives with the egg of memories that they had recovered by accident were gathering together and discussing something unknown, waiting for the Suzuki family to arrange the next itinerary and consider whether to go with the cruise ship.

Before he could look at it for long, Suzuki Sonoko, who sighed loudly, drew his attention back.

"Ah, it's true. After working so hard for so long, I still couldn't take a picture of Kidd and Akechi appearing together. It's such a pity. It's all the fault of the police from the Second Investigation Section. They insisted on confronting Kidd head-on. Not only did they end up with nothing. I was able to protect the treasure, but the camera I had prepared for so long was completely useless..." She stepped angrily, looking very unhappy, as if she was not satisfied with the current situation of the exhibition.

Tang Ze shook his head, his expression a little helpless.

Who said you didn't take the photo? Just turn on your phone and take a look. You’ve obviously taken the photo, and it’s very historic and dramatic...

If he were to comment, the opening of this exhibition was actually very effective.

The Egg of Memories has gone through a lot of twists and turns. Now it is not only a collection with historical value, but also a treasure that has been lost and recovered at the hands of Kaitou Kidd. It has not only become more precious, but also made the exhibition more topical. Go up one floor.

And the premium she paid for Goro Akechi was completely worth it. Karasawa not only helped her handle all public relations matters, but even assisted Secretary Nishino in a series of hype plans surrounding the museum's next step, leaving a lot of money behind. The sufficiently extended and imaginative direction of media PR is related to Kaito Kidd and the Suzuki family's inventory. It basically does all the PR work.

If she only considers the business direction, Suzuki Sonoko is not at a loss at all, but her consideration standards are obviously not that way.

"Isn't this good? The art museum is now very closely tied to Kidd. After all, this is the treasure you snatched back from Kidd. I think the reservations for the art museum are already very popular..."

Although the actual battle has nothing to do with the museum, the details, except for the police and detectives who were keen to arrest Kidd, as well as those closely related to the incident, were not that concerned by everyone. Instead, they were mentioned repeatedly in the news. The art museums and museums make people have the urge to join in the fun.

"Hey, you're right..." Suzuki Sonoko leaned on the railing of the terrace without interest, looking down at the roofs of several exhibition halls below, "But it's strange, they all say Kidd He fell into the sea. He also said that the Egg of Memories fell from a high place because he was attacked. I looked carefully and didn't think it was broken. Is it not that hard? Still unscathed.”

She nodded her chin with a puzzled expression.

The main material of the Memory Egg is gold and silver, and only alloys are used in structural positions to increase strength. No matter what kind of precious metal it is, it should not have such a strong resistance to impact.

Tang Ze rolled his eyes and said nothing.

That's naturally because the Egg of Memories was not thrown at all.

Not only was it not thrown, but it was truly born in the hands of craftsmen and carried memories. It was carried back to the cognitive space by Karasawa, who had finished injuring Scobin, and the one that "fell to the ground", It was born in the palace of Samkawa Ryu, fresh and hot, just out of the pot, and was taken by Asai Narumi and placed carefully on the ground.

No matter which one it is, of course there can't be any damage.

"Maybe it has something to do with the production process." Tang Ze replied softly, "After all, it is a handicraft customized by the royal family, so it is normal for it to be durable."

"Well, okay..." Suzuki Sonoko shrugged, letting go of this minor question, and asked about things related to the upcoming trip, "Will you take the cruise back to Tokyo with us? ? They said that the egg of memory must be transported carefully and that it must be protected. It's really exaggerated. I have played with it as a toy for so long, and now it is a bit late to treat it as fragile. "

"You and Xiaolan are going back on a cruise ship, and of course I want to go with you. Don't worry, I don't have any psychological shadow about the ship." Tang Ze realized the real question she wanted to ask and waved his hand casually, "That's a human problem. The boat is innocent."

"As long as you have no problem." Suzuki Sonoko saw that Karasawa's expression was really not forced, so she felt relieved, "It's probably going to be quite lively on the way back this time. It's not just us, Detective Hakuba is coming too, and there are those A few collectors and so on. They insist on protecting the treasures at close range. I think they are worried that serious damage will be caused and the valuation will be affected..."

"Crack!"

Hearing the sound of falling from behind, Suzuki Sonoko realized that there was someone behind her. She quickly straightened up her appearance, stood up straight and turned around, only to find that the person who came was Pu Si Qinglan who had changed into a new cheongsam.

Pu Siqinglan was just reaching into her handbag, and now there was a subtle expression of shock on her face, so that the thing in her hand rolled down to the tile floor.

Realizing that the other party might have heard her inadvertently polite sarcasm, Suzuki Sonoko coughed twice, took the initiative to pick up the things that fell on the ground for her, and immediately changed her tone of greetings: "It's you, Miss Pusi. Last night Why didn’t I see you at the banquet? What’s going on... Huh?”

When she handed the small lipstick back, Suzuki Sonoko noticed the cover on her right eye and couldn't help but make a confused nasal sound.

Pu Siqinglan wore a small hat today, and the hanging gauze just covered half of her face. Therefore, if you get closer, you can see that she is wearing an eyepatch covering her right eye.

"Ah, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Suzuki Sonoko's tone became softer, and by handing the things back, she stepped forward to support Pu Si Qinglan.

Touched by her warm palm, Pu Si Qinglan shivered and came back to her senses. She forced a smile at Suzuki Sonoko who looked concerned: "No problem, it's just that I'm not used to the weather here. I overused my eyes for a few days and developed conjunctivitis..."

"Oh, so was this the reason for your absence yesterday?"

"Well, yes, I temporarily went to a clinic to prescribe anti-inflammatory drugs..."

As Pu Siqinglan spoke, her intact eye unconsciously drifted to Tang Ze's face. After meeting his smiling expression, she almost instinctively raised her hand and touched her eye patch.

It's this face...!

After being a shooter who only plays one position for so many years, she is naturally confident in her vision and will never misidentify what she sees.

At that time, Kaitou Kidd was wearing a monocle on his face, so it was unlikely that he would be disguised. Not to mention that he had already succeeded and was fleeing the scene with the treasure in his hand, so there was no need to disguise himself.

So, Kaitou Kidd is really...

Well, that shot yesterday...

She was confident in her accuracy. Although the distance was not close, she definitely hit the target at that time.

He was hit in the right eye by a gun, but he was unscathed. Instead, he seemed to be hit by a bullet he shot...

Her fingers on the blindfold twitched nervously for a few times, and it took some effort to control her eyes, which had become strange and sinister.

There's something weird about this guy, a huge weird.

She couldn't just let him go, not only for her undefeated record, but also for her ceremony...

"Do you think that his insistence on shooting the victim's right eye is not just to serve as a symbol of a serial killer, but more likely to be some kind of special ritual behavior?" Hattori Heiji heard what Hakuba Tan meant and summed it up briefly. road.

"Well. Generally speaking, a killer like him who is looking for money should not be a psychopathic type. But Scobin's situation is very special. Even if the attacker holds more valuable works of art and cultural relics, he will not be a psychopath. Insisting that only those related to the Romanov dynasty be taken away is unusual enough, but his own behavior pattern always reminds me of some examples."

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Detective Bai Ma gathered the photos spread out on the table again, took out the last one, and slowly pushed it to the center of the table.

In the photo, a fat middle-aged man had his hands cut behind his back and was pressed head down into a fish tank. Half of the huge viewing fish tank was already stained red with blood.

"This is a photo of the scene of the last victim. I found that Scobin did not just regard shooting the right eye as a means of killing, it was more like an 'execution', an 'execution' for a specific purpose. "As long as the situation allows, he will treat the victim more cruelly."

"It seems like he is venting his anger." Hattori Heiji looked at the photo and pushed Conan away before he could move his eager head towards him. "Obviously it was Scobin who broke into other people's homes and took away other people's things, but These actions appear to dissatisfy the victim.”

"Yes, I infer that no matter what the Romanov dynasty means to Scorpin, this person takes it for granted that he should possess these things, so he will justifiably vent his so-called anger towards the innocent victim. "Hakuba glanced at Conan, whose head was turned away by Hattori Heiji, and nodded lightly.

"He's a psycho again..." Conan, who failed to see the scene, crossed his arms and complained softly.

For some reason, he had the feeling that the number of psychopaths he had encountered recently was increasing.

Is it his illusion, or were those who were not crazy enough to be eliminated first by the Phantom Thieves who were watching his footsteps closely, so that the mental state of the fish that slipped through the net became worse and worse...

Regarding Conan's conclusion, which is hard to say whether it is the correct answer or not, Karasawa's evaluation is that it is difficult to tell what other people's mental state is like, and Scobin's mental state is indeed a bit crazy.

Since coming to the art museum and requesting to accompany the Egg of Memory back to Tokyo, it has become increasingly difficult for Scobbin to maintain Pu Siqinglan's cold and indifferent persona, as pale as a chrysanthemum.

She seemed like she couldn't control her emotions at all. Her eyes would always drift to Tangze, and her fingers would keep repeating certain small movements, as if the murderous intention in her heart was on the verge of getting out of control and she had to find something else. It's like controlling your emotions and diverting your attention.

Like now.

"My great-grandfather's name was Kiichi. He used to work as a craftsman in Faberuge's workshop. Because of this, he married a local Russian woman..."

Natsumi Kasaka watched Master Nishino slowly walk into the cabin holding the things in his hands. He withdrew his gaze with great restraint and looked at the curious Suzuki Shiro again, showing a gentle smile.

"On the second day after their wedding, the revolution broke out. He took my great-grandmother back to Japan, and the two gave birth to a daughter, my grandmother. But not long after, my great-grandmother passed away. My great-grandfather also passed away nine years later, at the age of forty-five. My parents died in a traffic accident when I was young, and I was raised by my grandmother..."

"However, the old lady unfortunately passed away last month." The old man who was always standing quietly on the side and was also Kasaka Natsumi's housekeeper Sawabe Kuranosuke bent down and finished the rest of her words for her.

After lowering her eyes and being silent for two seconds, Kasaka Natsumi continued: "I have been working as a pastry chef in Paris. It is for this reason that I returned to China to sort out my grandmother's belongings. It is also because of this that I found this..."

This time, what Kasaka Natsumi took out was no longer a photocopy.

She moved very carefully, slowly pulling out two yellowed torn papers from the bag, and slowly spread them out on the table.

"Memories. Well, it does look like an egg of memories..."

Suzuki Shirou compared the details of the broken pages on the table with the small crafts next to them. At this time, Kasaka Natsumi finally turned his attention to the silver-green delicate artifact.

She couldn't be too impatient or lose etiquette at this time. If she wanted to impress Suzuki Shirou, she had to pay attention to her attitude...

Of course, Tangze could sense that she was extremely cautious because she was worried about gains and losses. Therefore, Pu Si Qinglan, whose attention should also be attracted by the egg of memories, was circling his face with her eyes again. This incident seemed particularly outstanding and bizarre.

While everyone in the room gathered around the table to observe, Tang Ze quickly turned his gaze and looked back lightly.

What are you looking at? Isn't it just that you suspect that I am Kaitou Kidd and why I am not dead? As for making it so exaggerated?

Moreover, don’t you worship your immortal ancestor and have deep faith in his divine power? Now there is really an undead standing in front of you, why are you panicking?

Tang Ze decided that he would soon exchange an idiom with this young lady from China.