Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Xingchen looked at Pu Siqinglan and guessed whether she was Chinese? Was she Chinese living abroad, or was she mixed-race?

"Also, this is Mr. Ryu Kamikawa, a freelance photographer who has applied to collect materials and take photos of the treasures." Shiro Suzuki introduced the man wearing a green shirt and crossing his legs.

Hanchuan Long picked up the camera and observed them through it, saying, "Thank you for your advice."

"What price did they give for the appraisal of that treasure?" asked Kogoro Mouri curiously.

"Eight hundred million yuan." General Qian said the number.

"What, eight, eight hundred million?" Kogoro Mori was so surprised that he stuttered. This price instantly stunned everyone behind him except Suzuki Sonoko.

In an instant, Xingchen put Pu Siqinglan's matter aside, counted on his fingers and murmured in his heart, eight hundred million yuan, if converted into RMB, it would be tens of millions.

This is not only financial freedom, but also the peak of life!

Conan saw Xingchen's money-obsessed look and thought to himself, Hey, if you keep counting money like this, the money won't belong to you.

"If you are willing to sell it, I can raise the price a little more." Qian Jiangyi looked at Suzuki Shiro and continued.

"President, this treasure is a relic of Russia's long history. Instead of selling it to such a short-sighted black businessman, it would be better to donate it to us and have it preserved by our Russian Art Museum." When Siruov Chinikov heard Qian Jiang's words, he became anxious for a moment, fearing that Suzuki Shiro would sell it to Qian Jiang.

Although they could not afford the high price of 800 million yuan, Russia was at least a powerful country. He planned to use pressure and belittle Qianjiang to achieve their goal of getting something for free.

"You actually said that I have no vision." Qian Jiang shouted unhappily.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Hanchuan Long suddenly said, "Okay, okay. It's really interesting. It's more interesting to pat people than to pat that egg."

"You act like it's none of your business. Logically, you are a researcher of the Romanov dynasty. You should know this better than anyone else." Han Chuanlong stood up and said to Pu Siqinglan next to him.

Pu Siqinglan looked tangled and said, "That's right, but I don't have 800 million yuan."

"That's true. Even I can only raise 200 million myself." Han Chuanlong said with some distress, covering his forehead.

Conan felt a little surprised and thought, Hey, besides Kaito Kidd, there are so many people eyeing this egg.

"Anyway, let's talk about the egg another day." Shiro Suzuki said to the four people sitting there.

"I understand." Siruov-Chitnikov nodded, then he picked up the suitcase on the ground and prepared to leave.

Qian Jiangyi also picked up the red suitcase on the ground and said, "Okay, I'll take my leave today."

After saying this, he followed Siluofu Chinikov to the gate.

The other two followed them and left.

Just then Mr. Nishino came in with a box and saw them leaving.

Mr. Nishino bowed to see him off and held the box tightly in both hands.

Kanchuan Long, who was walking at the end, was frightened when he saw Mr. Nishino. His face turned strange and he left in a hurry.

After they left, Mr. Nishino looked up, picked up the box again, walked to Suzuki Shiro and said, "President, I brought the egg."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Just put it on the table." said Shiro Suzuki.

"Okay." Mr. Nishino nodded and walked to the table and put the box in his hand on the table.

Suzuki Shiro extended his hand and invited, "Everyone, please take a seat."

"Can we see the egg too?" Mao Lilan asked expectantly.

Suzuki Sonoko said to Mao Lilan: "It doesn't look that good, but I remember it as a toy when I was a kid."

Xingchen heard a sense of Versailles in Yuanzi's words and couldn't help but think to himself, to treat something worth 800 million yuan as a toy, one must be a real rich man.

The group sat down.

Shiro Suzuki pulled the blue silk on top of the box and took away the box.

A emerald green egg with white metallic patterns on it appeared in everyone's field of vision, and they all leaned over to take a look with admiration.

"This is the Emperor's Easter Egg." Mao Lilan exclaimed.

"Nishino, please pour everyone a drink." Shiro Suzuki said to Mr. Nishino.

"Hi." Mr. Nishino nodded and turned to leave.

Hattori Heiji looked at the egg with a plastic green coating and said with some disappointment, "It's not as beautiful as I imagined."

"It looks like an ostrich egg." Yuanshan Heye muttered.

"This can be opened, right?" Conan said after careful observation.

Xingchen was more curious about the structure inside the egg.

"Yes, you know it very well." Suzuki Shiro said, and reached out to open half of the egg to reveal the true appearance inside.

Several children inside were surrounding a man sitting on a chair, and there was a woman next to him.

They were all looking at the book in the man's hand, which looked very warm.

"Inside are models of Emperor Nicola's family, all made of gold." Shiro Suzuki continued to introduce.

"Oh, it's incredible."

"What a detailed model." Xingchen held the table with both hands, took a closer look and exclaimed.

Shiro Suzuki took out a small key from the soft seat under the egg.

"This egg has a very interesting mechanism." After he finished speaking, Shiro Suzuki held the eggshell with his left hand, found the keyhole on the egg with his right hand, inserted the key in, and twisted it a few times.

The pedestal carrying the emperor and his family slowly rose up, and the emperor's hands slowly moved and began to turn the pages of the book in his hand.

Everyone present sighed in surprise.

Hattori Heiji crossed his arms and exclaimed: "Oh, this is quite interesting."

"This egg is recorded in the imperial documents. Please take a look." Shiro Suzuki picked up a book from the side, which should have been left behind after the conversation with the four people just now.

Shiro Suzuki opened the book to a certain page, which happened to be the record of the egg, and then placed it in the middle of the table and said: "It translates to Egg of Memories."

"It will be called the Egg of Memories. Is it translated from Russian into English?" asked Mao Lilan.

"Yes, in Russian it's 'Mosboninanniel' which translates to 'memories' in Japanese."

Conan asked, "Well, why does reading a book represent memories?"

Maori Kogoro said: "Silly boy, the emperor called the children over to read books together, which represents their beautiful memories."

"Are those sparkling things inside the egg gems?" Mao Lilan asked curiously when she saw a few sparkling things on the other half of the egg.

Shiro Suzuki explained: "No, it's just glass."

"Huh?!" Mao Lilan was a little surprised.

Conan felt something was wrong and said, "This is a gift from the emperor to the queen. Isn't this very strange?"

"Yeah, why only glass was used? This shouldn't be the case. We can tell from the gold that no matter how poor Russia was at that time, it would not be so poor as to not be able to produce such precious stones." Xingchen pondered and whispered.

"Um, this. When the 51st egg was being made, Russia was experiencing a financial crisis." Shiro Suzuki explained. After all, such a delicate egg could not be made in a short time.