The Corpse Collector In Conan: Three hundred and thirty [competitors]

Suzuki Sonoko has never been troubled by a problem for too long—if he can't figure it out, he won't. She quickly nodded secretly: It's meaningless to guess randomly about this kind of thing. After getting a little familiar with it, just ask Pusi Qinglan directly.

She quickly recovered and looked at her watch: "Let's go upstairs first."

…

A group of people walked towards the interior of the building one after another.

Walking along, a keen high school student turned his head and took a peek at Jiang Xia.

Heiji Hattori: "..." Why do I feel that Jiang Xia is particularly interested in Miss Pusi Qinglan. Does Jiang Xia actually like this one?

Gossip is the nature of human beings, male and female high school students gossip, and the level of concentration is about the same.

Heiji Hattori thought of this, turned his head to look at Pusi Qinglan, then at Jiang Xia, then at Yuanshan and Ye, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

Yuan Shan and Ye looked at him inexplicably: "Why are you angry at me, do you have an opinion?"

"I can't take a breath?" Hattori Heiji instinctively choked back, and then he was also a little confused.

He turned the hat on top of his head in confusion: What type does Jiang Xia like, and what does it matter to him? If you have time to diverge your thinking, why don't you think about how to catch the strange thief Kidd first-although his speed in solving murder cases can't always beat Jiang Xia, but Jiang Xia seems to have always been uninterested in the matter of the strange thief.

The strange thief and the murderous eucalyptus do sound like two completely different things. But solving the mystery of the monster thief is also a mystery. To round it up is to win a chance to think freely around Jiangxia... Thinking about it, Hattori Heiji's eyes ignited a strong fighting spirit.

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A few people entered the Suzuki Art Exhibition Hall, took the elevator, and went up to the VIP room on the top floor.

A fat and kind middle-aged man just passed by, Suzuki Sonoko waved to him: "Dad!"

Suzuki Shiro was startled and turned his head. Seeing them, I smiled: "Get up? Haha, the detectives from Kansai and Kanto have finally arrived——"Egg of Memories" will trouble you."

"..." Conan felt a little complicated when he heard this: The words of the detectives in Kansai and Kanto have already reached the ears of the elders? And it seems that "Detective of Kanto" refers to Jiang Xia by default. Is Kudo Shinichi really a former Kanto detective...

Thinking about it, he couldn't help snorting: The hateful organization in black, they really should have a taste of being smaller.

Chairman Suzuki did not notice the resentment from the fake children, and gestured to them in the corridor behind him: "Let's go to the reception room."

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In the reception room, someone is already there at this time.

Suzuki Shiro gave a brief introduction to the high school students: "These are all the guests who came for the "Egg of Memory"."

"This is the first secretary of the Russian embassy, ​​Sirouf Chinnikov." He pointed to a majestic Russian man, and then introduced them one by one clockwise, "There are also the ones I invited. Art dealer, General One. This is the freelance photographer who wanted to come to collect the "Egg of Memories", Ryu Hanchuan. Hmm..."

Suzuki Shiro thought of something, turned to a group of high school students next to him, and his eyes fell on Pusi Qinglan who was following Jiang Xia.

"By the way, there is also the Romanov dynasty researcher next to you, Pusi Qinglan."

The chairman was obviously a little confused about Pusi Qinglan's position, and asked Jiang Xia, "Do you know each other?"

Jiang Xia nodded: "I accidentally fell into the river last night and got on her boat."

Suzuki Shiro was taken aback. What is a scholar doing rowing in the river at night?

However, a mature adult would not ask too many questions, he quickly figured it out by himself: maybe he has some unique hobbies.

Suzuki Shiro didn't care anymore, pointing to the empty seats in the reception room: "Come and sit."

Suzuki Sonoko touched his chin vigilantly, and suddenly pushed Jiang Xia to the edge of the sofa. Then at the moment when Pusi Qinglan wanted to follow, she sat down next to Jiang Xia first.

On the other side of Jiang Xia is Suzuki Sonoko. The other side is air, so no one can sit on it.

"..." Pusi Qinglan squinted her eyes silently, feeling that she was being targeted, and a murderous intent rose silently from her body.

But soon, she noticed that the young detective looked up at her, and then turned his head to look at the seat next to him, as if he was deeply regretful that he couldn't be next to her.

Pusi Qinglan's mood instantly recovered a bit.

But soon, she found that Jiang Xia was not dissatisfied with Suzuki Sonoko who separated them, and even nodded friendly when Suzuki Sonoko looked at him, as if encouraging something.

Pusi Qinglan: "?"

It turned out to be a popular air conditioner that both sides want to stabilize.

Heh, scumbag.

Patience and accompany Jiang Xia to play love at first sight for a while, and when the "egg of memory" succeeds, he will be turned into a scumbag.

The thief with countless lives in his hands sat on the sofa, felt the poison hidden in his body, and quickly calmed down.

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Suzuki Sonoko didn't think much about it, she just intuitively felt that something was wrong with Pusi Qinglan. Moreover, she found that Pusi Qinglan always seemed to be peeking at Jiang Xia, but her eyes were different from those of the wives who peeked at Jiang Xia, so she wanted to separate the two.

Now that they were successfully separated, Suzuki Sonoko forgot about it, and her attention was quickly attracted by the strange social people on the opposite side: "Dad, do you have other guests?"

Suzuki Shiro nodded with a smile: "These people are all very interested in "Egg of Memories"."

——It happened that Kidd was coming to steal treasure today, and the police strongly urged him not to let guests in, so as to make it more difficult for Kidd to steal the treasure, and thus increase his risk of exposure, Shiro Suzuki agreed.

But the pavilion has opened after all. It's so boring without a single guest.

Idle is also idle, and the few people in front of me came here because of their reputation, Suzuki Shiro simply let them in.

But soon ~IndoMTL.com~ he discovered that it was true that he came here because of the name, and that it was true that everyone coveted this egg.

——After chatting for a while, the topic returned to the transfer of "Egg of Memories".

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The art dealer twirled his beard and thought, "My estimate is around 800 million."

Speaking, he glanced at Suzuki Shiro from the corner of his eye, and found that the other party didn't seem to be moved at all, and then changed his words: "Of course, if you really want to change hands, I can offer a higher price."

The people at the embassy were anxious, and stood up: "This is a cultural relic left by our country. Rather than selling it to this kind of profiteer who doesn't know where he came from, it's better to donate it to our country's art gallery!"

"A profiteer?" The general snorted coldly, "You are more like a profiteer than an empty-handed wolf!"

Besides, the photographer who came to collect the material suddenly laughed, raised the camera, and began to take pictures of the two quarreling, as if concentrating on watching the fun.