Conan: Naruto

a new day.

The living room of the Maori Detective Agency.

Kudo Shinichi sat on the orange sofa reading a book, and subconsciously repeated:

"what?

Medieval armor walks on its own? "

Xiaolan stood by the desk and explained excitedly:

"Listen!

It was seen by two security guards!

The news has spread nearby!

It looks very interesting~!

The four of us go to that art gallery together~? "

Sitting in the office seat, Kogoro Mori held a newspaper in his hand and laughed in disbelief:

"what?

Ha ha ha ha! "

"Hahahaha!"

Kudo Shinichi put down his book and laughed loudly.

Dongfang Haoyue, who was sitting on the orange sofa opposite the new one, silently opened the system panel, saw the rapid increase of energy points, and immediately knew it.

"This must be a story deliberately fabricated by the museum in order to attract customers!

You are so stupid! "

Mori Kogoro laughed and joked.

Kudo Shinichi looked up at Xiaolan, and explained solemnly:

"That's right!

Sister Xiaolan, that rumor is designed to deceive children~! "

"I don't think so!"

Dongfang Haoyue shook her head and raised her hands to support Xiaolan.

Haoyue explained seriously:

"I think it's possible that medieval armor could walk on its own!

Think about it~

Armor can be worn by people!

Maybe someone wanted to steal the armor and sneaked out of the museum wearing it on purpose.

In the end, he was accidentally discovered by the security guard, and that person temporarily gave up his plan to steal the armor!

but!

That person might steal it again! "

Mori Kogoro put down the newspaper and held his chin with his right hand.

He agreed thoughtfully:

"That said, it's not impossible!"

"Since Haoyue said so, it might really be a case of theft!"

Kudo Shin nodded in agreement.

Xiaolan arranged excitedly:

"Then let's go to the museum to investigate the case now~!

Take a look at those beautiful works of art by the way~"

Dongfang Haoyue raised her hands high and cheered:

"set off!"

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Cornflower Art Museum.

Xiaolan looked at the wonderful art paintings on the wall, and opened her hands in enjoyment.

She cheered and said:

"Wow~!

So many beautiful paintings~!

It's really good to come here~~

Look here, what a beautiful color~! "

Xiaolan clasped her hands together and interlocked her fingers, admiring the paintings on the wall.

A white-haired old man with a super long beard walked slowly behind Xiaolan, and happily asked:

"You like it, don't you?

Miss. "

Xiaolan turned her head curiously to look at the old man behind her, and said "Hmm...?" in doubt.

Mori Kogoro, Kudo Shinichi and Dongfang Haoyue looked at the old man curiously.

The old man looked up to the high place, appreciating each painting one by one.

He smiled and said:

"I love this painting too.

No, it should be that I like all the works here!

Just like my child, so cute! "

"Excuse me, are you...?"

Xiaolan asked curiously.

"Sorry, sorry.

I am the curator here, my surname is Ochiai, hello! "

Ochiai explained with a smile.

"Oh~

It's Mr. Curator! "

Xiaolan said suddenly.

"Please take your time to appreciate."

Ochiai finished speaking with a smile, and was about to turn around and leave, but he turned his head and looked into the distance, he was slightly taken aback, and a second later, his eyes widened.

He opened his mouth wide and shouted in panic:

"Uh!!!"

Everyone curiously followed Ochiai's gaze and saw a young man in a black suit in the distance.

The man was taken aback, let go of the hand holding the picture frame, and leaned back in stress.

Ochiai made a fist with his left hand, bent his elbow, and made a fist with his right hand, placing it beside him.

He reminded loudly angrily:

"Kubada!

What are you doing!

Always wear gloves when handling your work!

I've said it several times!

You forgot, didn't you? "

Kubota put his hands on his chest, palms spread out, eyes looking down at the palms.

He apologized embarrassingly:

"sorry…!"

Ochiai stepped forward angrily and pointed his right hand at Kubota.

Ochiai ordered solemnly:

"You don't have to do it!"

Ochiai turned to look at the staff on the other side, and said kindly:

"Iijima!

I'm counting on you here! "

Iijima, wearing white gloves, was bending over to handle the painting.

He turned to look at the curator, and replied seriously:

"Yes!"

Iijima paused the work in hand, turned and walked towards the picture frame that Kubota was in charge of.

Xiaolan's family saw Kubota walking towards the distance with a displeased face, glanced at Iijima disdainfully on the way, and hummed softly.

A fat middle-aged man and a taller middle-aged man in suits walked from the door to the rear left of Ochiai.

The fat middle-aged man was at the front, and said with a bad attitude:

"As usual, there are very few people!"

Ochiai looked back at the middle-aged man, and responded with a normal attitude:

"The real boss."

Zhenzhong looked around and ordered earnestly:

"In ten days, it will be closed.

For a while, please take good care of me..."

Zhenzhong's face was gloomy, and he added coldly:

"Take good care of these musty bastards!"

Iijima looked at Manaka angrily.

Ochiai remained silent.

Zhenzhong turned his head to look at the taller man behind him, and asked calmly:

"Mr. Designer, where's the blueprint?"

Take a step forward into the distance.

The designer followed behind Zhenzhong, and replied seriously:

"Here I am."

Xiaolan walked quickly to Ochiai's side, and asked worriedly:

"Is this art gallery about to disappear...?"

Ochiai looked down at the floor, and replied with a sense of loss:

"yes……

The former owner had to sell the museum to Mr. Manaka because of the company's bankruptcy. "

Iijima hastily explained:

"The former boss was because Mr. Zhenzhong was willing to continue to run the art museum..."

Iijima turned his head to look at Manaka, who was pointing at the painting not far away, and continued to add:

"That's why I sold it to him!

result……

Not long after that guy bought it, he was going to renovate it into a restaurant. "

"boom!"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at Kubota on the other side in surprise.

Kubota quickly picked up the iron helmet from the ground.

Zhenzhong walked behind Kubota and mocked with disdain:

"You should be that Kubota, right?

I've heard your rumors.

You have to hurry up and collect all the money!

Ha ha ha ha! "

With his hands behind his back, Zhenzhong laughed and left.

"hateful!"

Kubota slammed the helmet in his hand on the full cloth bag, making a bang.

Ochiai put his right hand on Iijima's right shoulder, and turned to look at Ran's family.

Ochiai said politely:

"Well, everyone!

Please enjoy slowly, I'm leaving first. "

Ochiai led Iijima towards the corridor in the exhibition hall, but ignored Kubota at all.