Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

When Kua Tian, ​​who was reprimanded, went to the other end to transport things, he snorted in a very unhappy way.

"Aren't there too many people as usual..." Two people came from the aisle in the museum, and the man who looked like a rich man walked in front with a sarcasm, "This place will close down in ten days, remember to pack everything for me Walk."

"I see, Boss Manaka." Curator Ochiai's tone sounded very indifferent.

Boss Zhenzhong taunted a few more words before calling the designer who was following him away bored.

But when he passed by Watian, he drew another wave of hatred, and said to Watian who was picking up the helmet that fell on the ground: "You are Watian, right? I have heard about what you have done... You'd better think about how to return the money to me."

After all, Boss Zhenzhong took the designer and left proudly.

Wa Tian was obviously pissed off, and after cursing secretly, he threw the helmet on the cart viciously.

This violent gesture made Conan not far away feel helpless, and he treated the artwork so roughly, wouldn't he be afraid of being scolded by the curator?

Unexpectedly, Director Ochiai not only didn't get angry, but also answered Xiaolan's question very calmly:

"Is this museum going to close down?"

"Yeah, the original owner also transferred the art museum because of bankruptcy...but after the owner bought it, he planned to turn it into an entertainment venue." Curator Ochiai patiently explained, and put the shoulders of the staff beside him, "Yes Iijima, come with me, I have something to tell you..."

Conan looked suspiciously at Director Ochiai's back.

"Conan, uncle, they went to visit the next venue." Hiroki Sawada came over to call him, noticing that Conan had been looking at the back of Director Ochiai, "What's wrong? Keep staring over there."

Conan pointed to Kubota who pushed the cart away, "No, I just think Ochiai's attitude is very strange... When Kubota touched the frame with his bare hands just now, he was obviously very angry, but when the other party threw his helmet so hard, He didn't react at all."

Because Hiroki helped Conan stick a bunch of dog skin plasters and labels before, Conan is not worried at all about showing his reasoning and observation skills in front of familiar people.

Sawada Hiroki didn't pay much attention just now: "If that's the case, the armor is a fake, right? In this kind of exhibition hall, if the original is easily damaged, it will usually be replaced by a close imitation."

When he was in Schindler before, if his adoptive father's exhibits were really exhibited, some easily damaged exhibits would be replaced with imitations.

"...That's right." Conan rubbed his head embarrassingly.

Unexpectedly, Hiroki thought of this one step earlier than him... Sure enough, this pair of uncles and nephews are very strong!

……

After visiting the exhibition hall in a small circle, Mao Lilan led everyone to the "Hell Exhibition Hall" along the map in the hall, but there was a sign of "No Entry" at the door.

"Strange, how could it be closed at this time..." Mao Lilan was a little puzzled.

Mori Kogoro is already a little tired—it takes energy to brag all the way, "Since you can't see it here, then go to the next place."

Wouldn't it be nice to watch the news, horse racing and Miss Yoko's show at home?What's so good about these immovable artworks.

Mao Lilan didn't know what her father was thinking, so she nodded helplessly, "That's the only way to go."

Only when Lie looked at the dark passage that was forbidden to enter, his ears moved, his eyes lit up, and a strange and unpredictable smile appeared on his face...

"I'm going to the bathroom, you go first, I'll look for you later." Lie found an excuse to leave the team temporarily, and blinked at Hiroki who didn't know why.

Hiroki: "?"

What is Uncle Lie doing behind his back?

Noah probably calculated Hongshu's thoughts this time, and kindly reminded him from the mini earplugs: [Master Lie said that he can't tell Hongshu. ]

Hiroki: "..." All right.

Conan, who was walking beside him, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Hiroki, what seems to be stuffed in your ears?"

"This is a hearing aid. I have a little hearing impairment in my right ear." Sawada Hiroki lied very calmly, making up nonsense is easy for him.

Well, good, he added another hearing impairment to his character set.

"...Uh, sorry." Conan was a little dumbfounded.

Could this be the legendary Heaven's Jealousy?

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"I can't walk anymore, Sister Lan... shall we go back?"

Conan and Mori Kogoro both lay on the bench in the corridor and started to mess around.

Sawada Hiroki on the side is very thankful that he has been exercising every day since he was taken away from Schindler's company, otherwise he should have sat on the ground before.

"Really, I'm so tired after just shopping for a long time." Mao Lilan looked at the big and small with inexplicable disgust.

Lie, who had already returned to the team, watched the excitement from the sidelines and said, "That's right, Mr. Maori may need to exercise...Conan too."

Lie felt that Hong Shu's physical fitness was bad enough, but he didn't expect to see even worse one today.

"Yes……"

Mori Kogoro and Conan dare to refute Xiaolan occasionally, but they dare not refute Lie at all.

The former is because Lie gave enough face just now to listen to his bragging, and the latter is because he has seen Lie's fighting power, which is definitely not worse than Xiaolan's karate...

At this time, Mao Lilan turned her head and saw that the passage that was originally prohibited from entering was allowed to pass again, "The sign that prohibits entry is gone?"

Lie also glanced at the deep passage, his eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Hey~ How about I go in with you to have a look? Let Mr. Maori take the children to rest here."

Mori Kogoro and Conan immediately cast grateful glances:

Mr. Lin is so understanding!

Chapter 106 Daiquiri's Retirement Plan (End) ([-]th update!)

Hell Pavilion.

As the name suggests, the entire Hell Pavilion is dark and the light is extremely dim. Coupled with distorted or harmonious works of art, it feels eerie and terrifying.

"What a big painting..."

There is a huge painting in the middle of the exhibition hall. With the dim light of the exhibition hall, Mao Lilan can see the introduction of the works below the painting.

"This is...'God's Wrath', and the content depicts a scene where demons are actually sanctioned."

Xiaolan, who was muttering about her works in a low voice, suddenly heard the sound of water drops behind her, and turned her head strangely.

But Lie's body happened to be unbiased and blocked Xiaolan's gaze, with a smile on his face all the time: "This painting seems to be more interesting in this exhibition hall?"

Strong words drew Mao Lilan's attention.

Mao Lilan also smiled and said, "I think it's all very interesting...but this exhibition hall is indeed a bit small."

They have basically reached the innermost part, and the deeper place is so dark that they can't see at all, Xiaolan is also a little timid.

"It's very late~" Lie pretended to look at his watch inadvertently, "I think the children must be hungry, anyway, the museum has already been finished...To thank you for inviting us to visit the exhibition today, I will treat you Bar?"

"That's really embarrassing!"

She said she was embarrassed, but Xiaolan had happiness written all over her face.

The voices of the two talking completely overwhelmed the indistinct sound of water droplets.

Lie used his body to block Mao Lilan's view of the rear all the way to the entrance of the exhibition hall...

In addition to the dim light in the hall, Xiaolan didn't find anything unusual.

But when he was about to walk out of the exhibition area, Lie turned his head slightly and looked at the wall at the rear left - he could still see a long sword protruding there.

A corner of the white suit was exposed under the long sword.

"Blood splattered so beautifully, a well-deserved work of art... daiquiri."

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After learning that Lie was going to treat him, Kogoro Mori's enthusiasm for him soared to a new level, and he almost called him a brother.

And the place Liexuan is not a small restaurant, but a high-end hotel.

Even Conan felt a sense of happiness, and quietly asked Hiroki, "Hiroki...is your uncle rich?"

"Is it okay?" Sawada Hiroki didn't know how to define money. After all, he basically didn't have to think about money when he was in Schindler's company or in the five-star group. "After I come back, Uncle Lie will give me money." Bought five computers."

Computers are basically the standard equipment for rich people these days.

"Five, five?" Conan's mouth twitched, "Why do you buy so many computers?"

Are you starting a computer company?If there are five computers, the better ones will cost millions, right?

"Don't I like computers? Architecture programs."

Hiroki Sawada also doesn’t mind giving Conan, the ‘little brother’, his computer knowledge: “I can develop game software myself, and if I have a chance, I can go to my house to play.”

Conan hit haha.

The game is fine, right?But to be fair, Hiroki is really talented...

……

Several people went back to their respective homes after eating.

All in all, everyone had a great time today, and Kogoro Mori even forgot his original intention of not wanting to go out.

When the Maoli family and Conan returned to the detective agency, it happened that the evening news was broadcast on TV.

"...According to the police, the deceased was Zhenzhong, the chairman of Xiangle Group, which just bought the Zhongshi Art Museum. After the body was found, the prisoner voluntarily went to the police station to surrender himself. We will follow up the details of the incident..."

Mao Lilan saw the scene that flashed past after cutting, and the hairs on his body stood on end:

"Wait, wait, isn't this the art gallery we went to in the afternoon?"

Mori Kogoro and Conan's expressions also changed: "What?!"

They followed suit and saw the repeat broadcast on TV.

The deceased was the real boss they saw in the afternoon; the prisoner who surrendered himself, the camera also gave a close-up - gray hair and beard.

"Curator Ochiai!?" Mao Lilan looked at the TV in disbelief, "How could it be... and this time of death, when we just passed by there and didn't go in..."

……

"...Daiquiri is really leisurely and elegant."

Qin Jiu watched the broadcast on the TV in the office, his eyelids twitched wildly, "Surrender yourself after killing someone... Retire and live in prison? Your uncle is indeed your uncle."

"Brother, is the phrase 'your uncle' a curse?"

Vodka was there again to show off his superficial Chinese level.

Gin rolled his eyes: "No, I'm just praising him."