The Advent of the Infinite King

The middle-aged security guard said disdainfully: "If this is the case, then don't come to be a security guard."

Just when the two walked to the center of the exhibition hall with flashlights, there was a sound of armor moving in the darkness ahead.

The middle-aged security guard stopped in his tracks, illuminated his surroundings with a flashlight and said, "Did you hear any strange noises?" "

"Senior, don't scare me..."

"It came from this room." The middle-aged security guard pushed open the door next to him, shone a flashlight into the room, and said loudly, "Who is it, who is in there."

No one answered. After a while, the sound of footsteps came slowly. The two looked forward involuntarily. An armored warrior came out from the darkness.

Then, the terrified screams of the two men echoed in the gallery.

Early the next morning, Maori Detective Agency.

"Can medieval armor walk by itself?" Xie Chen said while reading.

Mao Lilan stood between the sofa and the desk, and said with interest: "I heard that two security personnel saw it, and the news has spread nearby. It seems very interesting. The three of us, Let's go to that art gallery together."

Mori Kogoro put down the newspaper, glanced at Mao Lilan, and then looked up and laughed as if he had heard some joke.

"This must be a story deliberately fabricated by the museum in order to attract customers. You are so stupid."

"That's right, sister Xiaolan, that rumor is designed to deceive children."

Mao Lilan glanced at Xie Chen and muttered, "I'm obviously a child."

"Okay, okay, work."

"I'm going to do my homework too."

Afterwards, Mori Kogoro and Xie Chen walked out at the same time.

"You two wait a minute!" With a bang, Mao Lilan punched the table.

The two stopped at the same time, looked back at the trembling desk, opened their mouths, and couldn't speak.

Mao Lilan raised her fist and said with a smile: "How is it? Are you going?"

"Yes……"

Xie Chen smiled helplessly, "Xiao Lan, if it doesn't suit her, it will be like that immediately."

Mori Kogoro straightened his tie pretending to be calm, and muttered in a low voice, "I wouldn't have let her learn karate if I had known."

So, with different moods, the three of them took a taxi to Tokyo Medieval Art Museum.

Even though it was reported last night that the medieval armor walked by itself, there were still not many people visiting the art gallery.

"There are so many beautiful paintings." Standing in front of the portraits, Mao Lilan sighed, "It's really good to be here, look here, the colors are very beautiful." "

Xie Chen twitched the corners of his mouth. These abstract paintings are strange to say the least. People don't look like people, and trees don't look like trees, but it's quite interesting to walk in and take a look.

The only thing I don't understand is why I stopped here at the exhibition because I want to see the armor that can walk.

Chapter 24 Rubbish Iron

"You like it very much, miss."

At this time, an old man with a white beard appeared behind Mao Lilan, and said with a smile: "I also like this painting very much, it should be the works here, I like all of them, just like my children, it's so good cute."

"That..." Mao Lilan turned around and said, "May I ask who you are?"

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm the curator here, my surname is Ochiai, how are you?"

Mao Lilan immediately smiled happily, "It's Mr. Curator, I'm sorry."

"Okay, please enjoy it slowly."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a man in a brown suit taking a landscape painting off the wall, and his expression suddenly turned pale with shock.

"Kubata, what are you doing!" Director Ochiai said loudly, "When handling works, you must wear gloves. I've said it several times. You forgot, right?"

Kubota hung up the painting in a panic, looked at his hands and said, "I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to do it." Ochiai looked at the man on the other side who was also arranging the portraits and said, "Iijima, I'm counting on you here."

"clear."

Kubota snorted coldly, turned and left.

Then, two middle-aged men came out from the back door, the one in front was wearing a light brown suit and had a large figure, and the other was wearing a blue suit and wearing glasses.

"As usual, there are very few people." Said the beige suit.

"The real boss."

"In ten days, this place will be closed." Boss Zhenzhong looked around and said, "I'll trouble you to take good care of it for a while, take good care of these rusty pieces of copper and rotten iron."

Facing the hostile intentions of the other party, Director Ochiai remained silent.

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

Afterwards, the two smiled mockingly and walked to the other side of the art gallery.

After seeing the two of them leave, Mao Lilan walked up to Director Ochiai and said softly, "Is this art museum going to disappear?"

"Yes." Director Ochiai nodded, and said very calmly: "The former boss had to sell the museum to Mr. Manaka because of the company's bankruptcy."