Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

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With the flashlight beam injected.

The patterns on the egg in front of him seemed to be activated, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Then, the red egg outside, which was slightly red, gradually became transparent, and another green egg was seen inside.

However, the memory egg of the Suzuki family did not last long.

Soon, it also became transparent.

Everyone could see that the model of Emperor Nicholas' family made of pure gold was rising slowly with a golden light.

"The inside of this egg is very special, and it also has the mechanism of a brightness meter,"

Officer Shiratiao educated everyone on the matter.

Following the emperor, who was sitting among his children and wife, he opened the book in his hand.

Some kind of switch seemed to be activated.

In an instant, it emitted a light that was more dazzling than diamonds.

"It's a photo album." Xiaolan also nodded, her eyes never moving away.

"It turns out that what they were reading in the egg was not a book." Uncle Maori raised his head and said.

Finally met her.

"Miss Natsumi, your great-grandfather is truly a magician at the end of the century!"

Director Ke smiled with satisfaction.

Conan pointed at one of the photos and asked, "Miss Natsumi, that photo is your great-grandfather, right?"

"What's going on?!" Uncle Maoli looked at the rays of light blooming on the piece of glass with an exaggerated expression.

What kind of thing is this made by a god?
On the circular dome, lifelike pictures are displayed in front of everyone's eyes, as if they are drawn into the situation at once.

"This is a photo of Emperor Nikolai's family..." The sturdy Siruov Chinnikov was so shocked that he could hardly speak.

It was only at this moment, after the two merged into one, that the Egg of Memories truly revealed its true face.

Kasaka Natsumi smiled, "If my great-grandfather heard this, he would be very happy."

"That's why it's named Memories."

Natsumi Kasaka looked over carefully, "Really, the person next to her should be my great-grandmother!"

It is a pity that Emperor Nicholas and his family did not have time to receive this memory.

The light beam was reflected by the small mirrors inside, and finally condensed on the outermost top of the red egg, the largest piece of glass.

Everyone had seen Mr. Kiichi's photo in the castle before, but there was no Miss Natsumi's great-grandmother on it.

Not only them, but even Lin Feng, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, was watching this scene with his mouth wide open.

This is indeed the most precious gift!
In fact, not only this egg, but also the walls in this underground secret room have been carefully considered, and the angles and flatness can hardly produce this effect.

"The other guy sitting in the chair with him..."

"It's incredible!" Uncle Maori praised sincerely.

My great-grandmother passed away with her memories in mind.

"That photo was taken after I returned to Japan. Master Xiyi probably added it later." The old housekeeper also nodded and fell into reminiscing.

this person……

Conan compared the photos of the other party's great-grandmother and Emperor Nicholas's daughters.

Suddenly she discovered that there was a princess who looked very much like her.

It can even be said that he is a person. . .

A few minutes later.

The light gradually faded away, and the egg of memory returned to its normal state, with no trace of anything strange at all.

Sirouf Chinnikov stepped forward and picked up the Egg of Memory, turned to look at Natsumi Kasaka and said:

"This egg belongs to Mr. Kiichi. No, it should be said to be Japan's great heritage. The Russian government has decided to give up its ownership."

"It will be more valuable if you keep it."

Listening to his words, it should be that many things can be decided directly.

Natsumi Kasaka took the memory egg with both hands, "Thank you very much."

"Bandit." Lin Feng still did not change his previous opinion at all. Didn't that egg just come out of someone else's great-grandmother's arms?
"Theoretically speaking, it is indeed something that Mr. Xiyi made for the Russian royal family." Xiao Ai said in a calm tone.

It's good to have some nice words to say.

Don't think that this thing means anything to you, it is yours, and it must be given to someone with a bigger fist.

"Haiyuan is saying something incomprehensible again..." The three primary school students looked at each other.

In the center of the crowd, Uncle Maori started to show off.

"I'll tell President Suzuki. I think he will understand."

The confused detective took over the task of convincing Suzuki Shiro to hand over the egg inside.

Everyone present, including Lin Feng, who was familiar with the president, knew that this task was not difficult to complete.

It's only 800 million. Compared with this kind of beauty and significance, that person will never even frown. . .

"Rasputin's picture did not appear."

Just when Conan was looking for the missing Gan Jiang Yi and came to him, Xiao Ai suddenly said something.

"It's indeed strange. That man has a very good relationship with the emperor's family, and I also saw a photo of Mr. Kiichi and him in the castle."

A smile appeared on the detective's lips.

I've figured out a lot of stuff.

But where did the art dealer go?

Going treasure hunting alone again?

I am not afraid of being stabbed to my core by the trap left by Mr. Xiyi.

"Now, everything finally ends in comedy!"

"Hahaha!" Uncle Maori laughed in a classic way.

in the dark.

A strong arm suddenly hit a certain lady's shoulder hard, while the other hand covered her mouth and nose.

The woman with her arms hanging straight down had no room to let out the slightest scream.

Apparently, the perpetrator had no idea how skilled he was.

"Shh!"

The woman whose mouth and nose were covered had a horrified look on her face. She wanted to turn her head away, but she felt her breathing becoming more and more painful. She subconsciously stretched out her other hand that could still move and grabbed the other person's palm.

"Did you just want to take out a gun?" The owner of the palm asked in a low voice, and at the same time, he kicked the opponent's calf twice quickly.

The woman's body was unsteady, but soon her other hand was caught again.

The hand was like an iron pliers, breaking and twisting, causing cold sweat to flow from her forehead.

Skilled, so damn skilled!
How many people must have been killed to develop this skill? ? ?
In just a few seconds, the other party seemed to have predicted all his movements.

Steady, accurate, ruthless.

The woman's body struggled violently, and the back of her head was hit hard at the same time.

I can't be caught like this, I want to escape!
No, if this continues, I will die!
"To thank this fin-de-siècle magician for his performance, this time we make an exception and it's free of charge!" Lin Feng tugged with his left hand and slammed his knee against the opponent's tailbone.

The movement between the two became louder, attracting a certain inattentive elementary school student standing not far away.

……

"Ahhhhh!"

Don't get me wrong, this sound was not made by Conan.

"Lin, brother Lin Feng, what are you doing to that big sister?!"

Genta pointed to the wall, almost speechless.

This picture is really shocking.

The repairman covered his mouth and nose with one hand and pressed the other party against the wall with his knees on his butt. That was his butt, right?
Even if the opponent's body is squeezed and deformed, he still has to help her practice holding her breath. The other hand is...

Punch after punch hit the opponent's lower ribs. . .

(End of this chapter)