Conan: The Mechanic

"Oh~" Qianyu sighed with a subtle expression. "That would be fun."

"Who drew this?" Yuan Tai came over and began to laugh. "It's so ugly to draw?"

"Picasso." Haiyuan Ai glanced at Yuan Tai's expression, frowned, and said.

"Really!" Mitsuhiko ran over, looked at the painting, and said in surprise. "It's a replica of Picasso's Weeping Woman!"

"Looks like," Qian Yu glanced at the pictures next to "The Crying Woman" again. "Are these also famous paintings?"

"These should be the works of masters," Jun also nodded. "My brother usually likes to imitate the works of famous artists to draw."

"Could your brother be caught to paint?" Mitsuhiko suddenly thought of a possibility. "Use the drawn words to drop the original bag and sell it for money?"

"Impossible. Although these paintings look a bit similar, the brushstrokes are far from the same. The artistic conception derived from the color of this sunflower is completely contrary to the original." Conan denied. "Of the six paintings here, five imitate famous paintings, in addition to Picasso's "The Weeping Woman", there are also Van Gogh's "Twelve Sunflowers", Monet's "Pond-Water Lilies", Gauguin's "Water Lilies" "Where did we come from? Who are we? Where do we go?", and Utrillo's "Saint Germain des Prés"... The compositional imitation of the original is pretty good, but the use of colors is true It's a lot worse, I'm afraid it's a state of mind." Conan scrutinized the painting while thinking.

"The last two are wrong," Hai Yuanai frowned. "These two are not so much imitations as they are adaptations."

"Huh?" Conan was stunned.

"These two are indeed related to the two paintings you mentioned, but there are quite a few differences. For example, "Saint-Germain-des-Prés Church", compared with the original painting, no matter the style of the bell tower or the angle of the street, there are Some subtle but real differences. As for Gauguin's, the background of the original and this painting is even more different."

"..." Conan was stunned by Ai Haibara's answer.

"Haihara-san, you are very knowledgeable!" Ayumi was already full of admiration.

"Haihara-san, you are really a talented girl!" Mitsuhiko also exclaimed.

"..." Hai Yuanai frowned, then looked at the last painting. "Let's focus on the last painting, not this one from a famous book."

Before Haibara Ai turned everyone's attention to the sixth painting, Chiba was already looking at this painting.

This is a pen sketch of a middle-aged man. Because only this one is a pen drawing, and only this one is a realistic style, it is particularly eye-catching among a large number of non-realistic style paintings. not to mention…

"It looks familiar!" Ayumi said Chiba's thoughts.

"This should be Natsume Soseki, right?" Conan said after thinking for a while.

"Natsume Soseki is my brother's idol," Junya said after seeing the painting. "So when I first participated in the art exhibition, he sent this painting to the exhibition. But because it was painted according to the photo, everyone complained a lot, thinking it was not technical. Only a very strange woman praised him."

"Strange woman?" Conan frowned. "What kind of person?"

"Well..." Jun also thought about it and replied. "She was wearing a hat with a deep brim and she was all black from head to toe."

"..." Qianyu raised her eyebrows. "When it comes to this dress, why is my first reaction to my friends..."

"When is it?" Conan asked eagerly. "When did you meet her?"

"Big... It was about ten days ago..." Jun also stammered somewhat frightened by Conan's expression.

"Apart from women in black, are there any men in black?" Conan's tone was even more aggressive, as if he was questioning.

"..." Qianyu narrowed her eyes - Conan's question is interesting. Such a question shows that he is suspicious of certain people, who is it?

"Yes...there are indeed two men in black..." Junya's words were even more stumbling.

Conan, on the other hand, froze in place, silent.

Qianyu suddenly thought of a possibility - what if Conan, like himself, was drugged by someone in the organization? That's not right, he is considered a middle-level or above in the organization, and his ranking of getting medicines is very high. Conan came to school earlier than himself, and he must have taken medicine earlier than himself. If there is a high-level disappearance, I will definitely hear the news!

and many more. . . If I remember correctly, it is said that there were rumors some time ago that Jinjiu used drugs that were still under development without authorization during the mission, and also caused the drug research and development team to directly appeal, resulting in Jinjiu being suspended for a week?

Could it be that. . . Qian Yu looked at Conan with a strange expression.

The hunter looks at the prey, the hunter's eyes.

"Where does your brother go most often?" Conan didn't notice Qianyu's eyes, UU read www. uukanshu.com instead asked again.

"Ah?" Jun was also a little stunned.

"His ticket, wallet and student ID are in the drawer," Conan yelled. "The bicycle is also parked at the door, which obviously shows that he has not gone far, and it is likely that he was caught near here! Take me to the place he often goes!"

"Oh, okay!" Jun also reacted. "I'll take you!"

"Everyone, follow along!" Conan said, and he ran out of the room with Junya.

"..." Qian Yu pouted as she watched everyone run out under Conan's instigation.

"Aren't you going to keep up?" Xiaoai's leisurely voice came from behind Qianyu.

"Why did you come behind me..." Qian Yu's mouth twitched and she turned around. "what would you do?"

"I have legs and I can run." Hai Yuan said sadly.

"You're planning to come too..." Qianyu shrugged. "Then hurry up and keep up!" With that said, Qian Yu also hurried out of the room.

"..." Haibara Ai looked at Chiba who walked out of the room with a curious expression.

I originally wanted to see how he is doing now, but I didn't expect to find another interesting guy. Interesting, so much fun.

. . .

"Hu-hu-" The whole group had lost their vitality and leaned against the wall by the roadside. Even Conan, who has the best physical ability, has begun to gasp for breath, obviously his physical strength has reached the limit.

They have been running around here for more than an hour, but have found nothing.

"What the **** are we—" Qianyu gasped, barely uttering a few words after each inhalation. "How-how?"

Just after Chiyu asked this question, his eyes were attracted by a man.