The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

“Party A found me to design the building, which shows that what they need is my design style.”

"You're right, but who paid for the construction?"

"Even if some practicality is sacrificed for the sake of design value, there will be a premium in construction costs, but this is a matter of mutual consent. I have never used my status as a designer to force Party A to change the budget."

"You're right, but who paid for the construction?"

"Now I will not change my mind because of Party A's opinion. This is all implemented in the contract and Party A has already known it in advance. This is a two-way choice. I think it is not necessary to treat it as my work. What offense is caused to Party A?"

"You are right..."

Karasawa, who was standing aside, listened to Asai Narimi's repeated reading-style debate method that remained unchanged in response to ever-changing changes. He also looked at Moritani Teiji's increasingly red face, which was almost the color of liver. He put his fist against his mouth. In order to prevent Moritani Teiji from noticing the rising corners of his mouth.

Today, he and Asai Narumi came here to debate scriptures.

Moritani Teiji's character and psychological state are destined to be an extremely self-centered and arrogant person. As a stranger who lacks the support of status, trying to communicate with him in a peaceful way is extremely difficult.

As we all know, if you want to communicate with a big boss, or in other words, someone in the circle who thinks you are a big boss, the most effective way is not to send "I am a newbie and would like to ask if there is any XXX that is suitable for getting started." Instead, you should directly send "I think getting started" Level XX is all rubbish, none of it is usable."

The former will be ignored by veterans who are too lazy to reach out to learn new science, while for the latter, you can easily get very detailed parameters and horizontal comments in a lengthy debate.

So of course, Karasawa also chose such a provocative contact method, trying to find the palace information of Moritani Teiji in the shortest possible time.

But even though they really wanted to laugh, one of them had to be a good person and the other a bad person, which made Moritani Teiji completely anxious right now.

So Tangze finally said something reasonable: "However, those who are willing to ask Professor Moriko to complete the architectural design also have a need for the landmark properties of the building. Even if it increases the expenditure and weakens the practical properties, it will not There’s nothing wrong with that.”

He turned his head and looked at the glass display case behind him again.

The miniature model of the city is exquisite and delicate. Under the light of the showcase, even the glass that is only the size of a fingertip reflects a translucent luster. It is not difficult to see how much the person who made it loves this work.

"For example, the design and planning of Nishitama City. If I remember correctly, this is the first time Professor Moritani has taken on a large-scale urban planning and design project. He has done a good job in balancing functionality and aesthetics."

The topic was successfully introduced to Nishitama City. Moritani Teiji's expression softened a little, and he walked to the cabinet, stretched out his hand to touch these exquisite building models, sighed, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Having been in the industry for more than 20 years, he has always encountered a lot of doubts and criticisms. If this guy in strange clothes hadn't happened to hit on his sore spot today, he wouldn't have lost control of his emotions to this extent.

After all, this is an exhibition of his works, and there are many media and fans on site. It is okay to argue with people, but the posture is too ugly, which is a bit inappropriate.

So Moritani Teiji quickly adjusted his facial expression and showed the expression of a respected old artist again.

"I don't deny that there are many architects, as the pianist said, who ignore Party A's objective difficulties and blindly pursue their own design concepts, producing works that are completely opposite to their needs, charging high prices, and thinking very highly of themselves. High, but I am definitely not among them. The philosophy I adhere to is that I need to take responsibility for my past decisions, both in terms of aesthetic concepts... and in a social sense."

These words sounded much more structured than the self-statements he revealed in a hurry.

So the visitors who came around also applauded gently for a while to show dignity.

"...So, you agree that the value of architecture lies in the design, but also in the users who pay for this design and make the design come into practice, right?" Asai Narumi restrained his sarcastic tone and looked at Moritani Di Er's thin side face asked meaningfully.

Moritani Teiji rolled his eyes and glanced at him from the corner of his eyes.

This guy seemed to have something in his words. It was not because he was having a quarrel with him because of differences in ideas, but because he seemed to have something more specific to disagree with him.

Could it be that my recent plans...

No, it shouldn't be so. He has never expressed his secret thoughts to his mouth. When it comes to old works that make him sleepy and sleepless, he always just expresses regret and emphasizes that they cannot represent his own style. He has not shown any aggression at all. The truth was discovered.

If he really expressed his desire to destroy this shameful past somewhere, it would only be "that website".

It's not surprising that the information security method of a public website is far from foolproof, but after getting those things, he never doubted the website's intentions again.

That website is now a grasshopper on the same rope as him.

After thinking about it for a few times, Moritani Teiji turned around, facing the visitors who kept questioning him, and said word by word: "Yes, I agree. Design, only when it is implemented, will it change from the spirit of nothingness." , becomes the fruit of the harvest. This is a miracle that connects the spiritual world with reality, and I respect its appearance very much."

It is precisely because of this that the debris that tarnishes this miracle needs to be cleared away.

"As for the planning of Nishitama City, this miracle fell unexpectedly due to some practical setbacks. I just feel sad about it. It should have become the pearl of Tokyo and the most dazzling treasure in my works, just like the capital of my kingdom... … It’s such a shame.”

At this time, the organizer's staff finally took a deep breath.

He was really afraid that this architect, who had an uneasy temper, would cause greater conflicts with the visitors in the venue due to differences in ideas, and then their exhibition would become a farce.

Regardless of whether Teiji Moritani had other important points to express next, he took the lead in applauding and shouted in admiration: "As expected of Mr. Moritani, he is really very classy, ​​I admire him! "

He didn't stop after boasting, for fear that everyone's attention would still fall on Moritani Teiji and the people who conflicted with him, so he simply turned around and exaggerated his tone, as if he suddenly transformed into a chattering tour guide: "Everyone , this is a conceptual design that has not yet been implemented, and you don’t always have the opportunity to see it. If you miss this time, you may never have the opportunity to see Professor Moritani’s only large-scale building complex planning plan in the future. Don’t miss it!”

The atmosphere was slowly lifted by him, and various praises followed one after another. More visitors gathered around the display cabinet behind Moritani Teiji, and some even took out their mobile phones and began to take pictures of these miniature models.

Several reporters with media credentials came closer. Judging from their expressions, you could guess that they had extracted news keywords from this paragraph and were ready to go back and hype some new concepts.

Moritani Teiji retracted the unkind gaze he cast on Asai Narumi, turned to look at Karasawa, and said in a slightly gentler tone: "You are studying painting. Do you have a teacher, or are you still receiving basic training?"

He was just an art student from a poor family. On a normal day, he might not even look at him.

As a well-known architect in the industry and a professor at Dongdu University, he has seen countless talented students. He is just a young child who looks like he has not yet reached adulthood. He is not an object worthy of expending energy.

But today, perhaps because he was grateful that the other party had different ideas from his, he still spoke out to save the situation. Perhaps he deliberately wanted to change the other party's mind and challenge the so-called pianist opposite him. He rarely showed some patience and talked with this young man. People talk.

"I studied with my teacher, Professor Moritani. You may have heard of my teacher." Tang Ze turned around and replied calmly in a voice that was deeper and more mature than his own, "He is a teacher." A Japanese painting painter named Kisaragi Minesui."

"Oh, Mr. Kisaragi..." Teiji Moritani, who had never had contact with him due to differences in fields, but had heard of this old gentleman, was in awe, "I have admired the name for a long time. The Mount Fuji he wrote is full of unique sensibility and emotion. Freehand brushwork, I admire his paintings very much. No wonder you have so many ideas about art theory at such a young age, it turns out you studied with such a famous teacher."

With such compliments on his lips, Moritani Teiji couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Although he did not know Ruyue Fengshui due to the difference in age and social circle, he could be considered a celebrity in the art field, and he had heard of some anecdotes about her.

It is said that although Kisaragi Hosui was not greedy for material things, because of his love for Mount Fuji, he specially purchased a mountain villa with a view of Mount Fuji so that he could view paintings every day and polish his mind.

Considering the location and area, plus the bonus of this view, this villa cost a lot of money, almost all his accumulated wealth, and even took on a lot of related loans, so although Ruyue Fengshui is not greedy for pleasure, But he is still very concerned about his income, and the apprentices he accepts are either rich or noble, which seems to be a way of buying and selling his own name.

Ruyue Fengshui actually accepts students from ordinary families. Does this child have any extraordinary talents?

"Well, actually I can't be considered a disciple of Teacher Kisaragi." After receiving the probing look from Moritani Teiji, Karasawa talked nonsense without blinking, "I got to know the teacher because of some accidents. He thinks that I I have a certain talent in Japanese painting, but my basic skills still need to be honed. I am just allowed to follow him for the time being. I can give him advice, but I cannot call myself his disciple."

Moritani Teiji suddenly realized.

I get it, I have a certain amount of talent, but I don’t get enough money.

He has a good talent, so Ruyue Fengshui is willing to point out the other party's paintings, but he doesn't have enough money, so he doesn't deserve to use his name to go out for activities.

After quickly assessing the young man in front of him, Moritani Teiji looked at him with some pity.

One thing that the yin and yang head said is very correct, that is, anyone who hires him will spend a lot of money. In other words, even among his peers, Moritani Teiji is the one with the highest fees, and he is not short of money at all.

"Teacher Kisaragi appreciates your design concept for Nishitama City." Karasawa nodded politely and blurted out a series of nonsense, "You rarely build super high-rise buildings to impress the public just to emphasize the attributes of landmarks. Teacher appreciates this very much. I believe that if Nishitama City changes to another designer, it will be difficult to achieve this.”

"Mr. Kisaragi is an artist who has the same perseverance as me." Moritani Teiji nodded with deep understanding.

Aren't you the same persistence? The reasons for your illness are almost the same, both are obsessive-compulsive disorder outbreaks, but the style of the outbreak is different.

Tang Ze cursed like this and nodded in agreement without changing his face.

Kitagawa Yusuke's identity is made up of nothing, and there is actually a risk of being exposed like this.

But after some thinking, Tang Ze decided to add such a layer of buff.

First of all, facing a snobbish person like Moritani Teiji, who has no identity or background, it is difficult to get enough respect. Having a specious backer like Yue Fengshui can raise the other party's psychological expectations;

Secondly, Tang Ze is not afraid of cheating at all.

Kisaragi Hosui is 65 years old, and Moritani Teiji is 47 years old. One is a purely traditional painter, and the other is an architect specializing in public building design. Considering their age and field, it is difficult for the two people's interpersonal relationships to overlap, and it is almost impossible. Mutual evidence collection.

Coupled with the vague statement of such a named disciple, the possibility of being involved in the gang is even lower.

So when Karasawa accepted the invitation from Moritani Teiji, there wasn't even a look of surprise on his face.

"This is a small salon I hold at home, Kitagawa-kun. Many celebrities in the industry will attend. Art cannot be done behind closed doors. What kind of circle you communicate with may determine the height you can reach. Grasp the Chance."

Moritani Teiji looked at the young man who was sincerely thanking him with some sympathy and some superiority. He felt that the meaning behind his words had been expressed clearly enough, and he also felt that the invitation he extended was enough to help him out today. A favor.

For a young man of this age who has some talent, his salon is definitely an opportunity to rise to the top.

As long as you can get to know some wealthy people who are willing to invest in art donations, those famous families will have many art-related funds and organizations, including private art collections, in order to maintain their style and connections. If you can get the favor of one or two people, you will not be confused. To the extent that even Ruyue Fengshui's official disciple cannot reach it.

No matter how bad it is...

After carefully observing the young man's bloodless face for a while, Emperor Moriya thought to himself.

Relying on this appearance, seducing a few ladies who like the down-and-out painter is also a way out, isn't it?

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"Art Salon? It's boring. Why do you have to ask me to go?"

After opening the invitation, Mouri Kogoro threw it on the table without interest after only glancing at it for a few moments.

He also tried that year, going to some symphony concerts with Fei Yingli, trying to get to know more people, but after the one-and-a-half-hour concert, he felt that the seats were very comfortable and he slept soundly.

"Originally, the other party invited Shinichi, but didn't Shinichi have time to go? Dr. Ali gave it to me." Mao Lilan took the mobile phone and checked the information about Moritani Teiji, and said with great interest Said, "This is a famous artist. There must be many celebrities in his salon, right? There will be celebrities, entertainers, wealthy businessmen, and celebrities from all walks of life..."

"Hmm..." Mouri Kogoro hesitated, picked up the invitation letter sent to Kudo Shinichi again, and looked at it carefully.

Apart from anything else, getting to know more wealthy people will really help increase the commission’s income...

The actual invitee, Kudo Shinichi, who was unable to attend, withdrew his eyes from the father and daughter and continued to open the office window and look at the street downstairs.

He really didn't know Moritani Teiji, so just in case, he called his parents to confirm again the fact that they didn't know him well.

God knows why a special invitation letter was sent to him, a high school detective...

Maybe he wanted to invite his father, but I heard that the Kudo couple are not in the country all year round.

Alas, even the editors who are urging him to follow him around the world cannot stop his freedom-loving parents. It is really wishful thinking to successfully arrest him by relying on invitation letters.

He was thinking aimlessly, and his eyes lit up when he noticed the people downstairs.

He watched here for a long time, just trying to stop Tang Ze who had gone somewhere and didn't reply to emails.

Xiaolan's phone call in the morning made him recall a lot of details about that man. He now had many problems that he needed to communicate with Tang Ze.

"Brother Tangze is back. I'll go down and read to him -" he shouted in a longer voice, and he went downstairs without hesitation.

"Why are you looking for him to read? I think you want to go out to eat with him... It's still cold. You two should eat less ice cream!" Looking at Conan's agile back, Mouri Kogoro raised his voice and asked.

Mao Lilan raised her head from the phone screen, looked at Conan's back disappearing into the stairwell, pursed her lips, and lowered her head again in silence.

Mouri Kogoro, who fully expected that she could also speak a few lines about parents, glanced at his silent daughter in surprise: "Xiaolan, why don't you say a few more words? The same goes for Karasawa, who goes crazy with a primary school student all day long. I don’t know what’s so fun about playing.”

Mao Lilan straightened her hair on her temples, relaxed for a few seconds, and slowly exhaled.

"...That's Tang Ze after all." Mao Lilan picked up the phone again, stared at the web news with black text on a white background, and said softly, "I should feel relieved about Tang Ze, right?"

Is that so, Conan, and Karasawa-kun?