The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 943 The World Becomes Vast in an Instant

Hanchuan Long noticed her look, raised his eyebrows, and leisurely took pictures of the flying seagulls. Then he slowly turned around and showed the necklace on his chest.

Pu Siqinglan's eyes brightened instantly.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is also..."

"Yes, you are not mistaken." Hanchuan Long's eyes passed over her shoulder and met Tang Ze who was whispering with the detectives in the corridor. He shrugged and took off the necklace with the ring from his neck and handed it to Pu Siqinglan. He is indeed an expert in this field. "

Pu Siqinglan was stunned by his casual attitude, but his action of taking the thing was very honest.

She first carefully wiped the surface of the silver ring several times, and examined it carefully in the light of the setting sun, then turned it over, rotated the ring a little bit, and read the words engraved on the inside clearly.

"Indeed, these are the things of Maria, the third daughter of Nicholas II... You actually have such a stock..."

"Are you interested?" Han Chuanlong seemed impatient to hear her subsequent praise and asked directly, "If you are interested, I can sell it to you at a low price."

"Huh?" Pu Siqinglan looked up blankly, "You want to sell it?"

Judging from the character displayed by Hanchuan Long that she had met before, he was a young man who loved to show off. He collected these things not so much for interest as for showing off and to sell them at a high price.

He openly hung such a valuable collection around his neck, bumping it against his camera. He must have brought it out to show off. Such a straightforward tone was simply abnormal.

"Yeah." Hanchuan Long nodded calmly, "I'm going to clear out the things I have. I'm not a professional antique dealer. Rather than holding the treasure in my hands, I prefer to record its light and beauty. Sharing the world I see with my own eyes is the original intention of my career."

"Oh, oh..." Pu Si Qinglan looked down at the silver ring in her hand, not knowing what to answer for a moment.

Whether it was Hanchuan Long or Qian Jiangyi, she actually looked down upon these guys who were competing for the Egg of Memory.

It's not a disdain for their financial resources or personal abilities, but mainly about their purpose of obtaining treasures.

Scobin considered herself as the legitimate heir to the Romanov dynasty's legacy from the bottom of her heart, so she was jealous and even disdainful of those who pursued cultural relics for money or worldly fame. Sometimes, when she met those who collected particularly large amounts of artifacts, she would even feel some hatred for having her things taken away from her.

Her previous judgment of Hanchuan Long was also within this range. It was inevitable that she was stunned when she suddenly heard his remarks.

"The change is a bit too big, isn't it?" Hanchuan Long seemed to see her stunned, and shrugged with a smile, "I don't know how to explain it. Maybe people are like this sometimes. Yesterday, when I was standing in the dark exhibition hall, I was imagining what the Egg of Memory looked like, imagining how to obtain it and place it in the center of the collection room. Suddenly, I noticed the darkness around me..."

As he spoke, he slowly turned around and continued to look at the sunset that was slowly sinking beyond the horizon. His voice became a little unreal.

"The magnificent exhibition hall lost its lights and electricity. The treasures with different origins, the undercurrents of communication, and all the man-made splendor disappeared. Only the moon hanging high in the sky quietly looked down at the earth... I suddenly felt that it was meaningless to just wave money and chase treasures that I was not that interested in. My original intention was not to hunt for treasures or to be a collector. I just wanted to be a photographer and record the people and things that accompanied the appearance of treasures and the ups and downs around them. I just heard too much praise about them along the way, so I was gradually influenced by that atmosphere and my ideas changed. In fact, this is quite boring."

Stroking the camera in his hand, his face, which always looked a bit mean because of his slickness, now showed a soft and cheerful smile.

"Wow, that sounds quite romantic." Suzuki Sonoko, who was sitting on the side, covered her mouth and said in a low voice.

"Maybe this is really what artists think." Mao Lilan was also a little amazed, touched her fingertips and clapped her hands, "It sounds great. Mr. Kanchuan will become an excellent photographer."

"Thank you for your good words." Ryu Kankawa turned his head and smiled at Ran Mao Li.

"If you become a great photographer, you must remember that this is the insight you gained in the Suzuki family's art museum." Suzuki Sonoko heard it and did not act pretentiously. She put her hands on her hips and said it openly.

"Okay, I'll remember to save these words for when I win the Pulitzer Prize." Hanchuan Long waved at her casually.

"So, the reason you followed us wasn't just for something, but for the other egg that hasn't appeared yet..." Natsumi Kosaka tilted her head.

"I'm more interested in the journey itself. Gathering so many detectives and collectors together to find the secrets of the past left over from the war years, what an attractive treasure hunt." Hanchuan Long smiled.

"Wow……"

Everyone's focus was successfully diverted to Han Chuanlong's sudden enlightenment, leaving only Pu Si Qinglan, who was still holding the ring in her hand, standing there in a daze, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"So, little girl, are you going to buy it or not?" Qian Jiang, who had been watching from the sidelines with envy for a long time, could no longer hold back. He walked over, took out a horseshoe mirror from his arms, and observed her palm while saying, "If you don't plan to buy it, put it down and let me take a closer look. This guy has a lot of good things in stock. If I can get them all at a low price in one go..."

He didn't bother to care what was wrong with Han Chuanlong.

Whether he has really come to terms with it or is just talking nonsense hypocritically, it has nothing to do with him. He is not an expert or scholar who has a passion for treasures. He is just an outright businessman.

Now that he heard there was an opportunity to pick up a bargain, he completely focused on how to find out Han Chuanlong's actual inventory and psychological price, and didn't care at all whether his behavior was rude or not.

Pu Siqinglan came back to her senses and lowered her head. She saw Qian Jiangyi carefully observing her palm with a horseshoe mirror. Her expression changed immediately.

It wasn't because he wanted the ring, but the fact that he was looking at her hand made her sirens go off.

As a well-trained killer, the thing Pu Siqinglan has come into contact with the most is guns.

Although she has tried her best to avoid exposing the relevant features after completing her studies, and usually wears gloves with her clothes to cover the calluses on her hands, but because she has assumed the identity of a Chinese, she has been wearing short-sleeved cheongsams recently and has no particularly suitable gloves to wear, so at this moment, her right hand, which is spread upwards, is very honestly exposed.

If Qian Jiangyi was not a cultural relic dealer but a policeman or a detective, perhaps the abnormality in her hand would have been exposed when they were so close.

"I really don't plan to take over for the time being." Thinking of this, Pu Siqinglan immediately turned her palm and handed the ring directly to Qian Jiangyi. "I still want the Egg of Memory more now. I can't spare more money for the time being... That's 800 million, enough to empty my savings..."

Qian Jiangyi took the ring, weighed it a few times, glanced at her lightly after hearing her words, and snorted.

"Little girl, if you are really short of money, don't bother with these things. Eight hundred million? If the Egg of Memory really exists and is designed to be paired with it, or if it itself indicates the hiding place of the last egg, let alone eight hundred million, even double it would be more than enough. If you back down now, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

Pu Siqinglan curled up her drooping hands and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

The bloodshot in her right eye had not yet completely dissipated, and the white of her eye had been filled with blood vessels and had turned another color. Now, when she stared at him so coldly, there was an indescribable feeling in it.

Even Qian Jiangyi, a veteran in this world, instinctively wanted to take a step back when he was suddenly glared at by her.

Fortunately, Pu Siqinglan quickly controlled her emotions, retracted her gaze, pretended to be angered by his words, raised her chin high in displeasure, and walked towards the cabin.

Tang Ze and others who witnessed the whole process silently watched her take heavy steps and walk straight back to the cabin.

"Everyone says that you are a person with strong intuition. How do you feel when you see this scene?" After Pu Siqinglan's figure completely disappeared, Tang Ze turned around and asked Hattori Heiji.

The real purpose of Pu Siqinglan's murderous intent and assassination several times during this journey was that she did not hide it well and was exposed.

It is true that Pu Siqinglan is a professional killer, but he is not a professional agent.

Her years of "work experience" have made her adept at disguise. Whether it is her identity as a foreigner or more details, she has tried hard to hide them. From an outsider's perspective, she has done well enough.

But some things are prone to mistakes if they don’t receive systematic training and lack the tempering of a high-pressure environment.

In particular, although Scobin's original purpose of becoming a killer was not entirely for "pleasure", it was essentially selfish and egoistic, including the sense of ritual and mission, which also served his own desires.

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For such a person, it is hard to hide the details of her behavior, and it is impossible for her to abandon all personal enjoyment and desires for the sake of disguise, including the photo of Rasputin she carried with her, including her irresistible desire for treasures...

And most of the time, when faced with these mistakes, her only option was to kill.

As long as the people who were found were killed, it was almost the same as not being exposed. It was because of this ferocity that Scobin was able to roam around without being caught until now.

Once the detectives paid close attention to her details, it was only a matter of time before they discovered her clues.

"There's something very wrong with this woman." Hattori Heiji said in a deep voice.

"First of all, she is definitely not Chinese," Conan said in a very confident tone, "She doesn't even look like an Asian. Although I don't know any Chinese people, she doesn't look like one at all."

"Although she can speak Chinese and speaks it quite well, the tone in which she talks about China does not sound like she is describing her hometown," added Hattori Heiji.

"The Suzuki family's art gallery doesn't only have things from Tsarist Russia, there are things from all over the world, but she has no reaction to those things."

"Yeah, no matter how you think about it, if it's not for hyping up the value and then reselling it in the secondary market, why would a Chinese care about Russian things?"

"Well, her Chinese writing doesn't seem to be as good as Tang Ze's."

"Indeed. Her reaction just now was not right either. Did you see the look in her eyes?"

"As a detective, I shouldn't be so arbitrary, but I have to say, that's the look of a criminal..."

With Tang Ze taking the lead, the two of them talked more and more smoothly, one after another, and it seemed that they were about to convict Pu Siqinglan directly.

"Cough cough..."

When they were talking enthusiastically, a slightly deliberate cough interrupted their overly heated discussion.

They turned around at the same time and saw the face of Bai Ma Tan who was checking the time with a pocket watch.

"Hurry up and let's get this straight." Bai Ma Tan closed the cover of the watch and said bluntly, "She might be Scobin. What do you two think?"

When the detectives on the deck were discussing the climax of the story, several people wearing masks and dressed as staff members were walking around in the cabin, completely blending in with the crowd who were cleaning up the restaurant and preparing dinner.

After carefully observing the photos on the table for a while, Kenji Hagiwara waited until Jinpei Matsuda came out of the bathroom and made an OK gesture before he followed him out of the guest room quietly and closed the door behind him.

“This is the power of changing one’s heart.”

It was not until they left the corridor and were alone that Kenji Hagiwara slightly adjusted the brim of his hat, revealing his eyes.

Jinpei Matsuda adjusted his headphones and listened to the sound of Ryu Kamikawa talking about his past filming experiences while chatting between the Mori father and daughter, and nodded.

"It's like a completely different person, right? It was hard for me to imagine that he had this level of power at first."

"It doesn't seem like he's changed." Hagiwara Kenji took off the mask on his face and said with emotion, "From what he said, he just let go of his desire for fame and fortune and rediscovered the heart that made him start this business. It's not a bad thing. However, the collectibles business he has run for so many years has been destroyed just because of our efforts in one night... It's a bit scary to think about it."

"Why, do you think that, no matter whether it's good or bad, it's the path he chose after all?"

"Um……"

Jinpei Matsuda raised his hand and patted his friend's shoulder.

He had similar doubts at the beginning, but seeing Tang Ze's progress to this point, he almost no longer has such doubts.

"If he hadn't changed his mind, he would have definitely shown off the treasure he carried with him, and then he might have been targeted by Scobin and become the next soul to be shot... We took away his desire, and he saved his life, didn't he? Tang Ze never does business that makes people lose money, you can rest assured about this."