Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 135 The Secret of Eight Eggs
Osaka Bay.

The Suzuki family's luxury passenger ship appeared in front of everyone.

Really awesome!

At least Lin Feng was shocked again when he looked at the scene in front of him.

"What are you still doing?" Conan turned his head and asked the repairman who was carrying a backpack amusedly.

Why, never seen a private passenger ship?

"This ship can accommodate hundreds of people..." Lin Feng said speechlessly.

This scene is really a bit bullying of the poor.

"I'm afraid it won't be the same!" Conan smiled, carrying his bag and carrying the pigeon, he stepped onto the boat.

……

"It's my grandmother."

"The painting on it is indeed the egg of memories." President Suzuki came closer, looked at the ancient paintings on the table, and nodded.

She is very beautiful, which is the first impression of all the male compatriots present.

Kasaka Natsumi said, taking out a picture that looked like it was torn in half from her handbag.

"My great-grandfather's name was Kiichi. He worked as a worker in Faberuge's workshop and later married a Russian woman there. The two of them returned to Japan together in the second year of the revolution."

The woman who spoke was named Natsumi Kasaka, and behind her stood an elderly butler, Mr. Sawabe.

Yes, those four people who were also eyeing the egg also boarded the ship.

What kind of fate is this?

"Then, my great-grandmother gave birth to a baby girl, but she passed away not long after, and nine years later, my great-grandfather also passed away, when he was only forty-five."

In addition to them, there was also a pair of master and servant in the reception room.

Nishino Masato took out the memory egg from the safe on the ship, and Mr. Hamkawa Ryu, who was holding a camera next to him, kept following him.

Conan also ran to the table at this time, tilted his big head and looked at the broken picture on the table, turned his head and asked Miss Kasaka: "Could it be that there are two eggs on it?"

She is telling her story.

At this time, the old housekeeper behind her bowed slightly and said, "But the old lady also passed away unfortunately last month."

It's a little too rough. . .

Lin Feng:......

"My grandfather and my parents died in a car accident when I was five years old. I was raised by my grandmother." Natsumi Kasaka replied.

"So, that baby girl?" President Suzuki sat aside and asked.

Uncle Maoli sat aside and said, "Maybe it was originally like this, but then the gem fell off for some reason."

"I am now working as a pastry chef in Paris. I came back to China specifically to sort out my grandmother's belongings. When I was sorting them out, I suddenly discovered a picture drawn by my great-grandfather."

"But there are gems on it, so it seems a little different."

Lin Feng also personally compared the picture that was torn into two halves.

The traces of the intermediate interface are somewhat similar.

But the upper and lower parts of this egg are a bit misaligned.

"I see, there should be a part missing in the middle of this picture." President Suzuki and Uncle Mouri nodded at the same time.

While everyone was talking, Conan held up the egg worth 800 million on the table as if no one was watching.

He looked around and had no idea why this egg was named Memories.

Moreover, Kaitou Kidd always targets various kinds of gems, so why would he attack it?

"There is a mirror here." The famous detective looked at the bottom of the Egg of Memory and curiously pointed his finger at the mirror.

"Ding." The small mirror, the size of a thumb's belly, fell directly to the ground.

"Oops, I dropped it!" Conan looked panicked and quickly put the egg on the table and lay on the ground to look for it.

This thing is too flimsy!
"What are you doing?" Uncle Maori leaned forward and asked curiously.

"A small mirror accidentally fell." Conan said awkwardly, holding up the mirror he picked up from the ground, scratching his head.

"Nani!!!"

Unlike Chairman Suzuki who was always sitting upright, the confused detective's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.

Eighty, eighty, eight hundred million!

"I think it's better to sell this kid to the Suzuki family to pay off the debt." Lin Feng stood aside with his arms crossed, watching the excitement without thinking it was a big deal.

Uncle Maori turned his head as if by mistake and looked at Chairman Suzuki, as if he wanted to know whether the other party agreed to the proposal.

Although it is said to be very useless, please accept him!

May I?
"It doesn't matter. That mirror is easy to remove. It seems to have been installed later. It doesn't fit in well." Yuanzi waved his hand indifferently with a smile on his face.

It seems like she has taken off her clothes many times...

Chairman Suzuki also signaled Mr. Mori to calm down.

Please rest assured that no matter what, you will not be asked to compensate me for your child...

Conan glanced at the repairman secretly.

This guy!

The detective lowered his head and looked at the small mirror in his hand again.

He suddenly discovered that through the reflection of the lights in the room, the small mirror seemed to reflect some pattern on his hand.

Could it be that? !

"Mr. Nishino, please turn off the lights!" Conan turned to the secretary standing by the door and shouted.

"Hey!"

"What on earth do you want to do!" Uncle Maoli couldn't hold back his anger.

With so many adults present, why are you, a kid, making trouble?

Master Nishino didn't care so much and just turned off the lights.

As the room became dark, Conan took out his watch, turned on the flashlight function, pointed it at the mirror, and then reflected the image he had just vaguely seen on the wall.

An old castle appeared in front of everyone.

"Oh!" As the owner, President Suzuki knew for the first time that there was such a secret hidden in the mirror.

"Why do graphics appear?" Siruov Chinnikov from the Russian Embassy couldn't help but ask.

"It's a magic mirror!" The well-informed art dealer Gan Jiangyi stared at the castle on the wall with interest and answered this question.

"I've heard that this kind of magical mirror has special details and can produce various patterns through the reflection of light." Pu Siqinglan nodded and said.

At this time, Natsumi Kasaka suddenly stood up and asked the old butler behind her: "Mr. Sawabe, this castle?"

"It's Yokosuka's castle, that's right." The old butler confirmed.

"Is the castle in Yokosuka the one that often appears in advertisements?" Xiaolan remembered that she had seen that castle before, and it looked very similar to the one reflected in the mirror on the wall.

"Yes, it was built by my great-grandfather, and my grandmother had been managing it before." Natsumi Kasaka nodded.

"That means this is the castle of the Kasaka family." Seeing this, Sonoko also agreed in her heart that this egg of memories has a deep bond with Miss Kasaka's family.

Lin Feng: Why are there so many rich second generations in this room...

(End of this chapter)