Sure enough, Maori Kogoro and Conan also came together.
Their appearance also indicated that there would definitely be a case this time.
"Matsuwa, I'm sorry! Dad and Conan said that they must go with me, so I asked them to come together. "Xiao Lan looked at Matsuwa embarrassedly.
"It's okay. If they want to go, then go together!" Matsuwa replied indifferently.
"Ai, Matsuwa, kid, can you let me drive? I haven't driven a Bentley yet! "Maori Kogoro asked Matsuwa overbearingly.
"Dad, how can you be like this!" Xiao Lan stomped her feet and angrily shouted at Maori.
"Sure, Conan, you can sit in the front passenger seat! Xiao Lan, the two of us will sit in the back! "Matsuwa arranged for Conan to sit in the front passenger seat, and then he and Xiao Lan sat in the back.
"This hateful guy, he actually dared to throw me in front and separate me and Xiao Lan." Conan looked at Matsuwa angrily. This man actually dared to separate him and Xiao Lan, and even left him alone with Xiao Lan! I'm so angry …
When Conan wanted to sit in the back, Maori Kogoro punched Conan's head and gave him a bump.
"Kid, sit tight!" Maori Kogoro was ready to drive away.
Because Maori Firm's business had not been good, they didn't have the money to buy a car. Then, they usually rented a car. Renting a car wasn't a good car because it was too expensive … So Maori was very excited when he saw the Bentley.
"Dad, don't be so excited. Drive properly. I don't dare to sit in your car. "Xiao Lan said to the excited Maori Kogoro.
"Xiao Lan, you have to believe me. Although I don't have a car, my driving skills are still good. You can rest assured."
Maori Kogoro was indeed right. His driving skills were indeed good. They soon arrived at the art gallery.
"I saw on the news that there was a medieval armor walking around this art gallery. I heard that two security guards saw it."
"Xiao Lan, how can you believe such words? This is obviously fake. It must be news deliberately made up to keep this art gallery alive," Maori Kogoro said disdainfully.
"Sigh, Big Sister Xiao Lan, you actually believed it. You even believe in Ghost God Lun? How could the armor move by itself? Could it be that a spirit is manipulating it? "
Conan asked seriously. He felt that such a thing was simply impossible. It didn't conform to science at all. Someone must be behind this.
"Hey, you two, do you want to slander me like this?" Xiao Lan looked at them angrily, and they even dared to laugh at her.
"Matsuwa, what do you think of this matter?" Xiao Lan turned to ask Matsuwa.
"This is most likely due to human factors. However, that does not mean that there is no such mysterious power in this world," Matsuwa said calmly.
Because Koizumi Kouko was an example. Although her magic was very weak, she was indeed the orthodox successor of Red Magic.
"Let's go in and take a look. Instead of guessing outside, it's better to go in and take a look."
Matsuwa walked straight in.
Xiao Lan, Maori Kogoro, and the others also followed. As soon as they entered the art gallery, they saw a pile of abstract oil paintings and collections.
"These paintings are really special!" Xiao Lan said when she saw the paintings on the wall.
"Are they?"
Matsuwa glanced at them and felt that they were not very good. They were too abstract. He could not see what their theme was trying to express …
"From what I see, these paintings are really ugly. I can't see what they are trying to express at all. They are really abstract. They can't be more abstract … "Maori Kogoro looked at these paintings and said.
Maori Kogoro's words accurately expressed Matsuwa's thoughts. He really did not understand that these ugly paintings could become works of art.
"Anyway, I think the ones I painted look better than them …" Matsuwa said softly.
Xiao Lan ignored these words. She felt that these paintings were not bad.
"Miss, what do you think of these paintings?" A white-haired old man walked over. Seeing Xiao Lan looking at these paintings with interest, he wanted to help her.
Xiao Lan heard the voice and turned her head to look.
"Hello, may I ask who you are?" Xiao Lan said to the old man who was talking.
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the curator of this art gallery. My surname is Luohe."
"Oh, so you are the curator of this art gallery! Hello, hello, I have heard a lot about you. "
"No, no, no, no, I won't disturb you from admiring the paintings."
As soon as the curator turned his head, he saw Wa Tian's indecent actions and became anxious.
"Wa Tian, what's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you that you have to wear gloves when you're processing these works? Curator Luohe said angrily.
"Curator, I … I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
"Alright, alright, you can stop now! This is Iijima! Come over here and handle these works! "Curator Luohe called over a staff member.
"Tsk, what's so great about it?" Wa Tian looked at them unhappily and said softly.
"Sigh, this place is still as empty as before!"
At this time, two people walked in from outside. One of them, a man with a big belly, said.
"Boss Shinaka." Curator Luohe heard this voice and turned to look at the fat man. His eyes revealed a trace of killing intent.
Although this kind of killing intent was hidden deep in the eyes of ordinary people, Matsuwa could still sense it.
However, Matsuwa was not prepared to interfere in this matter. After all, this was not within his jurisdiction.
"This place will be closed in ten days. I will have to trouble you to take care of this place for a period of time. Take care of these rusty scraps."
Curator Luohe heard this and his killing intent grew stronger.
"Designer, show me the design of this place," Boss Shinaka said to the person beside him.
Curator Luohe looked angrily at the two people who were leaving. His eyes were filled with anger.
"Curator, is this place going to be closed?" Xiao Lan asked the curator reluctantly.
"Yes, that's right. The previous boss had to sell this art gallery to Mr. Shinaka because his company went bankrupt, "Curator Luohe said helplessly.
"The previous boss sold it to Mr. Shinaka because he heard that Mr. Shinaka was willing to continue running the art gallery. However, that guy didn't keep his word and wanted to turn this place into a restaurant after buying it."
Iijima looked in the direction Mr. Shinaka left and said unhappily.
Thinking about it, it made sense. After working here for so long, he also fell in love with the works here. Once the art gallery closed, he would lose his job.
"I didn't expect Mr. Shinaka to go back on his words. What a hateful person," Xiao Lan said as she looked at the fat boss in disbelief.
In fact, Matsuwa thought this was normal. After all, Boss Shinaka was a businessman. Businessmen cared about their own interests the most. If there was no profit, why would he do this?
Bang!
In the distance, Wakata accidentally dropped a medieval knight's helmet on the ground.
"Wakata, you actually made a mistake again."
Curator Luohe shouted loudly. The anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed. Even Xiao Lan could feel Curator Luohe's anger.
"It seems like Curator Luohe is very passionate about the collections here!" Xiao Lan whispered.
"Yes! Indeed, he is very passionate about it. However, it's not good to be crazy about it, "Matsuwa shook his head and said.
In Curator Luohe's anger, there was a hidden killing intent. This old man was really irritable!
"You should be Wakata, right? I have already heard the rumors about you. You should quickly get the money! Hahaha. "
Boss Shinaka looked at Wakata and said with a laugh.
"This" 830 "guy's laughter is really harsh," Xiao Lan said.
"He is a little arrogant. However, I reckon that his death is coming soon," Song Yu said coolly.
"Although he is not good, you don't have to curse him to death!" Conan rolled his eyes and said.
"I am not cursing him, but he is already going to die. I am a diviner, and my divination is very accurate. Do you want me to divine it for you?"
Matsuwa looked at Conan and asked. His sharp eyes seemed to see through everything about Conan.
"No … No need, but didn't you say that you were a ninja before? How did you become a diviner now? "Conan waved his hand and asked doubtfully.
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