anime fever

() Although the murderous intent in the eyes was suppressed, the resentful eyes could not escape Ogata's detection.

Human language can be deceptive in expression, but in the eyes, it is hard to escape the revealing of the twigs, exposing the thoughts hidden in the bottom of my heart...

Boss Manaka doesn't seem to be as old as curator Ochiai, but the latter behaves submissively in front of him, as if respectful.

After the high-spirited boss left with his assistant designer, Ogata looked at the silent curator Ochiai and said slowly, "Like these paintings, indifference is a state of mind."

"Thank you, young man." Director Ogata didn't listen to Ogata's words, and forced a smile.

It can be seen that the curator Ochiai is in a bad mood, so after the three of Ogata thanked them, they casually looked at the paintings and some ancient art relics on display in the exhibition hall. These things have a long history, record the past of Japan, and reflect the Humanities in those days.

When they came to the last exhibition hall, they found a sign saying "Tourists are not allowed to enter" in front of the door. Xiaolan reluctantly gave up this exhibition hall, and the three continued to look at these paintings.

"Cousin, is there anything interesting about this painting?" Xiaolan curiously came to Ogata's side, looking at the oil painting that cast his eyes on him.

Ogata came back to his senses, and said with a light smile, "It was created based on the myths and stories of the Bible, so I am curious about what this painting wants to express."

In the oil painting, a sharp sword pierced the sun, and the bright red paint vividly displayed the inspiration and creativity of the painting, which made Xiaolan start her imagination after reading the introduction below.

"It's getting late, let's go back, sister Xiaolan, brother Ogata." Conan walked around with the two of them all the way, looking at these boring paintings, said a little tiredly.

Xiaolan glanced at Ogata, hesitated for a moment, and said: "The visitor manual says that the exhibition hall that is forbidden to enter is the room where the walking armor I mentioned this morning is displayed."

"Oh, do you want to go and have a look?" Ogata looked at Xiaolan and asked.

Xiaolan nodded, saying that a woman's curiosity can kill a cat, but Xiaolan, who was thinking about the armor and the exhibition hall, verified this sentence.

After persuading Conan, the three walked towards the exhibition hall they had been to before.

When they came to the door of this closed exhibition hall, the three of them were surprised that the sign that 'visitors are not allowed to enter and leave' originally placed in front of the door was removed.

"Come on, go in and take a look." Ogata led, Xiaolan followed, and Conan walked last, pushing open the door that was not closed.

In the dark exhibition hall, there are indeed many weapons and armors of the last century on display. Walking along the way, because most of these cold weapons were stained with blood in ancient times, they set off the whole exhibition hall with a yin A feeling of horror.

Ogata and Conan looked at everything in the exhibition hall with interest. Men are naturally interested in armor and ice coolers, so they feel the texture of these artworks with their hands from time to time.

On the contrary, Xiaolan, who was most interested in this place and always muttered how sorry she didn't see the walking armor, followed behind Ogata timidly.

"Don't be afraid, you are a black belt in karate, even if there are some evil spirits, you will die if you strike with your palm." Ogata said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Xiaolan nodded her head hard, and tightened Conan's little hand.

The atmosphere in the entire exhibition hall was very scary, Ogata's eyes flickered, and he felt as if he had noticed something.

Walking to the central yang of this exhibition hall, with the faint light, you can vaguely see a huge painting placed there. Ogata raised his head and looked at a knight in armor in the picture, using a sharp sword to cut the cruel The demon sealed it, blood spattered, and the hostility on his face made Ogata's face change.

This painting, like what Ogata saw before, was made by the same author, but the painting in front of him, in the painting, took up a lot of red paint like blood, and it was shocking because of its vividness.

Xiaolan was slightly frightened by the painting, but Conan, like Ogata, was very courageous, so he went over to find out.

Ogata sniffed, and an extremely familiar smell came into his nose, his eyes fixed, his face changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at the source of the smell.

"Tick tock..." There was a very sudden sound of water drops falling, Ogata took advantage of the faint light, and saw at a glance on the wall not far away, a sharp sword that had once met the boss in the exhibition hall , nailed to the wall in a terrifying way.

Just like the painting in front of him, blood splattered, the dead body's eyes widened, and it looked forward unwillingly. Drops of blood with a pungent bloody smell slowly fell, forming a pool of liquid.

"Ah!!!" Xiaolan was originally curious about what Xu Fang was looking at, but when she turned her head and looked at the dead body of the real boss, her face turned pale, and then a sharp voice came out of her throat.

On the other hand, Conan looked at the dead Boss Manaka in horror, feeling the terrifying atmosphere in the gloomy exhibition hall in surprise.

Surrounded by blood, the dead body is nothing to be afraid of, just a pile of carrion, so Ogata, who majored in forensic medicine, sorted out his thoughts and restrained the fear deep in his heart.

Looking at the corpse, Ogata calmly said to Xiaolan and Conan: "Report to the police, don't disturb everything here, otherwise it will destroy the scene of the crime."

"Yeah." Conan glanced at Ogata, he was very aware of the importance of restoring the scene of the crime, he quickly dialed the phone number of the police, quickly organized his words, and said everything in front of him.

Ogata's eyes swept across the scene of the crime, his nose sniffed the smell of blood, and finally looked thoughtfully at the painting called "Punishment from Heaven" in the middle of the hall.

While waiting, the security guards and the workers of the exhibition hall rushed to the scene one after another, and the Jing force was also on the way.

When all the lights in the exhibition hall were turned on, the original terrifying atmosphere faded a lot, but when everyone saw the brutally murdered corpse and the sharp sword that punished the devil in the painting, they couldn't help but feel nervous. numb...

"Conan, what do you seem to be thinking?" Ogata glanced at Conan beside him, and said with a smile.

Conan, who was originally pensive, came back to his senses, looked at this cousin who he couldn't see through, and said with a smile: "I wonder how the police will judge who is the murderer after the police uncle comes."

"Just like this painting, the murderer thinks he is a knight of justice. The justice of a knight, in the eyes of others, is like a devil." Ogata said in a calm and slow voice.

Conan looked at Ogata thoughtfully, the latter's eyes were focused on the corpse that no one dared to look at, and countless thoughts gathered in his mind.