People live from five to nine in Conan

[This guy Kubota has secretly done a lot of things, since he thinks the young host can buy it...]

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"Director Ochiai, does your museum sell?"

Muyuan, who went back and forth, made Director Ochiai and Kubota's eyes widen.

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A few minutes ago, Mu Yuan had just walked to the corner of the street when he ran into vodka who had just parked his car and put on the mask of 'Uozuka Jiro'.

After a concise conversation, Mu Yuan quickly understood the reason why vodka appeared.

It turned out that Boss Zhenzhong decided to renege on his previous promise and transform the art gallery into a hotel required by the organization because he got on the dark thread of the organization.

However, due to the organization's business in Tokyo, all of it has now fallen into the hands of Gin Jiu. After the boss Zhenzhong learned about it, he was unwilling to cooperate with such a "little person" as Gin Jiu, so he began to make small moves in secret.

Facing such a jumping clown, Gin, who was already entangled in many things, didn't intend to waste any more time, and sent out vodka directly.

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"... That guy in Zhenzhong is very cautious and always has his subordinates around him. You also know that you shouldn't be too ostentatious recently, so I came here to see if there is any chance here." Vodka adjusted the edge of the disguise mask, He took out a ring from inside, pointed to the needle tip exposed on the ring, grinned and said, "This is a new thing, as long as he dares to place an order, one needle will go down without anyone noticing, hehe."

"Is that so..." Mu Yuan nodded noncommittally, and began to think in his heart.

If it was just Yuta Yuta's entrustment, he didn't care too much. After all, the vassals of Erquan Temple are a group of ordinary people. Even if there is a disturbance, as long as he is given more time to collect emotional fish, it will not turn upside down.

But if I can take the opportunity to brush up the favorability of gin and vodka...

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"Gassan, your task is to get rid of that real boss, right?" Mu Yuan said suddenly.

Vodka didn't think much, just nodded, "Well, that's right."

"Leave this to me."

"Hmm... um? Leave it to you!? Ahaha... don't play around..."

Vodka instinctively laughed at Mu Yuan's overreaching.

But before he finished laughing, Mu Yuan pointed to the ring on his hand and said, "Gassan, is this also one of the research results of the organization?"

"...That's natural." Vodka's smile faltered, and the rich knowledge of forensic science kept flashing in his mind, and he vaguely remembered something.

"Boss Zhenzhong is a well-known big shot. What if his family applies for an autopsy and the organization happens to know about it..."

Geek!

The smile on Vodka's face suddenly disappeared.

There are no toxins that cannot be found in the world, only toxins that have not been collected or the detection methods are not yet perfect.

If the organization sends people to assist the police in the investigation, this new type of toxin will definitely be detected soon!

At that time, he might not only lose his identity as 'Uozuka Erlang', but also implicate Mu Yuan and Mu Mu Shisan!

[Wait, Mu Mu Thirteen...]

Vodka blinked, and suddenly remembered that Mu Yuan didn't seem to be so useless, at least, he still had Mu Mu Shisan by his side.

"...Well, Mu Yuan, are you sure about this matter?" Vodka pondered for a moment, then said softly.

Mu Yuan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Yes, and it will definitely not leave any trouble."

"Is that so..." Vodka hesitated for a very short moment, and then grinned happily, "Okay! Then I will leave this matter to that guy Megure!"

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Mu Yuan blinked his eyes suspiciously.

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It is not difficult for Mu Yuan to deal with an ordinary person, especially since he has a spare spiritual imprint.

Especially for an ambitious person like Boss Zhenzhong, it couldn't be simpler.

As long as you mark him for a day or two, the number of handles collected may make people feel dizzy.

The only thing that can be called difficult is how to meet each other.

Fortunately, Mu Yuan had already thought of a way before going out.

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"Mu, host Mu Yuan, are you really planning to buy this art gallery?"

Curator Ochiai's eyes lit up, and a glint of expectation suddenly flashed in his eyes.

On the side, Kubota shrank his head in surprise—this Erquan Fan mainly knew about his theft and sale of art...

"Of course, can you contact the owner of the art museum?" Mu Yuan said calmly, scanning the hearts of the two of them one by one.

"It's not a problem, but..." Curator Ochiai took a deep breath, looked at Mu Yuan seriously, and said in a deep voice, "Master Mu Yuan, before that, I may ask you a question, do you buy art? Any plans after the museum?"

"Is the purpose of buying the art museum..." Mu Yuan rested his eyes on the head of the curator Ochiai, and said calmly, "Naturally, this art gallery will continue to operate, after all, this is a rare cultural facility in Mihua Town One, the kids love it here."

"You, are you serious!?"

Hearing this, Director Ochiai's eyes widened in vain, and he couldn't help stretching out his hands excitedly, but soon realized his rashness, and carefully retracted them.

"Please wait a moment! I'll contact Boss Manaka right now!" Curator Ochiai said excitedly.

"Ah."

Mu Yuan nodded, and curator Ochiai, who quietly watched his heart circle begin to heal, took out his phone.

It's a pity that the boss Zhenzhong on the other end of the phone doesn't seem to have the habit of getting up early.

Or... just simply too lazy to answer the phone call from Director Ochiai.

"This this……"

Curator Ochiai gripped his phone so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Mu Yuan thought for a while, "Curator Ochiai..."

"Please, wait a little longer, I will definitely be able to..." Curator Ochiai immediately looked over with a face full of pleading.

"No, that's not what I meant," Mu Yuan shook his head and said with a smile, "This matter is not urgent. I will talk to him in detail when you contact Mr. Zhen Zhong, or when he comes to the art museum when he is free. Just fine."

"Ah, that's really great!" Curator Ochiai nodded his head in surprise, and quickly remembered the previous agreement with the boss of Zhenzhong, and hurriedly said, "By the way, Mu Yuan is the host, and Zhenzhong originally planned to meet today. Come to the museum in the afternoon, do you see?"

"About what time?"

"This...should be before closing."

"Well, I'll come over early."

"Ah, great, no, I mean..."

"I still have something to do in the temple, so I'll go back first."

"Okay, okay, go slowly!"

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After leaving the Mihua Art Museum, Mu Yuan just put the solar skateboard on the ground when he saw an identical skateboard rushing out from the corner of the street ahead.

"Why are you here?" Mu Yuan calmly looked at Hui Yuanai who was slightly astonished, and said softly.

"I..." Hui Yuanai stopped skating, adjusted his bangs, and said in a cold voice, "I'm just interested in art, and I just heard from sister Xiaolan that there is a walking armor here, so I want to come and have a look. "

"A walking armor?" Mu Yuan blinked.

"Uh..." Hui Yuanai blushed, as if she had realized the reason she was looking for in a hurry. It sounded a little fake, but in desperation, she could only switch from defensive to offensive, "What are you here for?"

"What about me..." Mu Yuan thought for a while, and said casually according to what he said to appease the curator Ochiai before, "I heard that this place is about to close down, and I was worried that the children would never see their favorite artworks again, so I came here Let’s see if we can buy this place.”

"What!? You..." Hui Yuanai's eyes widened suddenly, and his cheeks began to heat up rapidly.

She doesn't remember anyone around Muyuan who is interested in art...except her!

"You, you..." Hui Yuanai suddenly turned his back, and got up "you you you" without knowing the meaning.

Mu Yuan asked with some doubts: "Do you want to go back together?"

"Together? Okay..."

"Oh, by the way, you still have to see the walking armor, so I'll go back first."

Before Huiyuan Ai could finish speaking, Mu Yuan had already stepped on the turbo button on the skateboard, and the second half of Huiyuan Ai's words were also lost in the loud hum of the engine.

Buzz-!

A gust of wind blows.

On a lonely street corner, Hui Yuan Ai stared blankly at the deserted street in the distance, a pair of cute canine teeth gleamed coldly.

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In the afternoon, after school.

There is only a wall between Didan Primary School and Didan High School. As soon as Mao Lilan went out, he ran into Conan who was sneaking away alone.

"Great, Conan, Didan Elementary School is also dismissed early this afternoon!"

"Uh, Xiao, sister Xiaolan..." Conan froze, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart. It was hard for him to have the opportunity to go out and investigate freely.

"It's just right, let's go to the art gallery together?" Mao Lilan stepped forward in a good mood, grabbed Conan's arm, and smiled, "Don't you like detective games very much, Mr. Conan? Just go and investigate the armor walking the reason!"

"..." Conan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Sister Xiaolan, I think that should be a lie, how could the armor go away by itself..."

boom!There was a muffled bang, and poor Mr. Telegraph Pole split open on the spot.

"Oh ho ho ho... Conan-kun, what did you just say?"

"...Armor, armor! Yay! My favorite!"

"Ha ha……"

Chapter 215 Mi Hua Sword Saint, Killing Intent Has Been Decided

Mihua Town in spring is sunny, and the warm sun in the afternoon brings a hint of summer.

Under the red brick wall of Mihua Art Museum, Mao Lilan pointed to the banner on the wall expectantly and said:

"New... Conan, look, it really is a medieval art exhibition. That armor that can walk by itself must be exhibited in a certain exhibition hall!"

Conan, who was forcibly captured, rolled his eyes and reluctantly agreed, "Yes, yes, sister Xiaolan, let's go in quickly!"

"Huh?" Mao Lilan squinted her eyes, "Aren't you thinking that you should finish reading this and leave this ghostly place as soon as possible?"

"Uh...how, how come..." Conan swallowed.

"Hehe...it's better not!" Mao Lilan squeezed his fists threateningly, then put on a sunny smile, looked at the main entrance of the art museum, and asked in doubt, "Huh? It's so strange, 'Armor that can walk' It’s already so famous, why don’t many people come to visit it?”

"Big, it's probably a matter of time." Conan comforted with a smile.

"Well, that's right. After all, it's still time for work and school. It's normal that there aren't too many people. It's a pity... Dad can't be discharged from the hospital for the time being. He can't come to visit with us this time." Mao Lilan tilted his head. Head, with some regrets.

"Heh, heh..." Conan secretly rolled his eyes, thinking: 【This guy Xiaolan didn't even care about Uncle Mao Li just to see some deceptive armor, really...】

"Huh!?" Mao Lilan keenly noticed Conan's eyes, raised her delicate fist again, but could make the electric pole split automatically, "Conan! Do you think..."

"I, I was just wondering if it would be too pitiful for Uncle Maori to be alone in the hospital!" Conan hurriedly said for fear of being beaten again.

Mao Lilan looked at Conan carefully, until he saw cold sweat on Conan's forehead, then suddenly changed his face at the speed of light, and smiled, "Thank you, Conan, but there is no need to worry about Dad. Ms. Wei Meisi has made an appointment, she just happens to be fine this afternoon, and will take care of Dad on my behalf for a while."

"Uh, so that's how it is..." Conan seemed to nod his head suddenly, but his heart tightened suddenly.

【Wei Meisi is Muyuan's adoptive mother, and is said to be a middle-level member of the organization. Why does she always visit Uncle Mao Li? 】

【Could it be that guy Muyuan wanted to...】

Conan raised his head subconsciously to look at Mao Lilan, just in time to meet Mao Lilan's eyes.

"Huh? Conan, what's wrong with you?"