The Conan World's Contribution Transcript

Chapter 77 Sunflower

The price increased threefold, and the whole house screamed "Wow" again.

Ori Kyōng propped up his chin and looked at the scene outside indifferently. Seeing Amuro's gaze coming towards him, he explained: "Although this money is not a huge sum for us, Rum will not let the organization waste this money on On a painting, even if the painting has some other effect on him.”

Amuro was helpless and said, "So, we still have to rely on robbery?"

"Look there." Zhi Jing pointed to a gray-haired old man somewhere on the screen in the box and said, "That's the director of the Van Gogh Museum in the Netherlands. They have collected more than two hundred paintings by Van Gogh. , they are bound to get the icing on the cake, and if they are ready to give up, then the ownership of this sunflower should have been settled."

"Perhaps no one can compete with that old gentleman." Amuro smiled and sighed, and then thought about it carefully, "A bald collector of his age in Japan is still so energetic..."

Ori Kagami had already done his homework and quickly said: "It's an old gentleman from the Suzuki family."

"Suzuki..." Amuro recalled it for a while before remembering it and said: "It's a long-established family in Japan, no wonder it can afford such a fee."

Zhi Jing smiled at him, but then touched his temple in confusion, "But it's a bit strange anyway. Their profit model is not based on museums, and their efforts are thankless. His old gentleman bought this painting for something." what?"

At this time, the auctioneer had already made the final decision, and Van Gogh's eighth Sunflower painting was auctioned to the Japanese Suzuki family for US$300 million.

Zhi Jing looked at the old man laughing at the screen, with a gentle smile on his lips, like the most considerate girl next door, and guessed: "Relax, he seems to have this kind of old naughty character. "

"However, after spending a lot of money to buy Sunflowers with such a big fanfare, he will definitely not let the painting be put in a warehouse and never see the light of day. We will just wait and see what they do."

After she finished speaking, she stood up from the sofa, swaying her delicate figure, smiled sweetly at Amuro, and said, "Let's go, there will be many people who want to say congratulations to Mr. Suzuki soon, so we won't join in the fun."

Amuro followed her, looking at her with some scrutiny.

What about you, Weaver Mirror.

What is your purpose for this painting?

Downstairs, the old man in kimono was smiling. Facing the rich people from all over the world coming and going to celebrate, he didn't look frightened at all. Instead, he was particularly high-spirited because he was in the limelight.

Standing next to the old man was a pretty and lovely girl, about seventeen years old. Compared to the old man, she seemed a little more reserved. But when she glanced at the person walking out of the private room, her eyes lit up and she patted Suzuki. Jiroji's shoulder, whispered: "Uncle, the person who left the 300 million box has come out. Is she a beauty?"

Suzuki Jirokichi also saw the beauty in black dress who walked out of the box first, and subconsciously ignored the young man who was half a step behind her. He was a little surprised and asked: "When did such a young girl come here?"

Sonoko thought about it: "I just read some information, and the person in the box seems to be named Honma."

Suzuki Jirokichi doesn't understand. There are many chaebols in Japan, including big bosses named Honma, but...

How could the Honma family have such a young agent?
Suzuki Jiro Yoshizuki sent people to send invitations to all major news media the day after the auction ended, and even the various big chaebols were shown off.

The press conference was held the next night, and since he couldn't figure out Suzuki Jirokichi's background, Ori Kagami decided to attack first. It wasn't that Zhi Jing was in a hurry. At the moment when the auction failed, she hadn't seen any sign of her brother. When she called Zhu Fu, she just left a message of "wait a little longer", which made her itchy to wait.

Ori Kagami did not intend to go there in a high-profile role as an agent. She was just wearing a suit and skirt, as usual, gentle and capable. On the way to the venue, while looking at the information, she looked at Amuro who was looking for a parking space. Smiling: "It's been a long time since I saw you in formal clothes."

Amuro smiled bitterly, tugged on his tie, and said, "This suit is so restrictive that it will probably tear if you move your hands for a while."

but……

Seeing the wolf-like look in Zhi Jing's eyes, she might not mind tearing his clothes apart with her own hands.

This look is really unconcealed at all.

Zhi Jing rubbed his temples, yawned sleepily, and said, "We are not going to fight. After all, the organization always advocates keeping a low profile and convincing people with reason."

Keeping a low profile?

To convince people with reason?

Amuro pointed out: "You are the only one in the entire organization who has something to do with these two words."

"What are you talking about?" Ori Kyoshi chuckled, opened the car door and walked out. His voice became more charming and coquettish. Hearing this, Amuro thought of the revealing dress she wore that day. She held up her chin and covered her earlobes. rosy.

She turned to the driver's seat, opened the door for Amuro, made an invitation gesture, and had an elegant smile on her lips.

"Please come down."

Ori Kagami's pursuit of the past two days has been a bit aggressive. She is as gifted at using physical attacks to her advantage as she is at controlling emotions. Amuro could only sigh helplessly, and missed the fifteen or sixteen-year-old when they first met more and more. Weaving mirror looked so innocent and gentle that day.

How has she changed now?

Amuro would never let his personal love life interfere with his undercover mission, but once he started to think about it seriously, he found that the matter was more troublesome than he thought. In desperation, he could only hold Ori Kyung's outstretched hand, After getting out of the car, the two of them walked towards the entrance of the press conference.

According to the plan, Ori Kagami and Amuro acted separately. One person pretended to be a security guard to visit the location, and the other person went to the scene as the attorney of the Honma family to grasp the situation. But during the entrance, Ori Kagami carefully held Amuro's fingertips, as if This almost non-existent physical contact was enough to satisfy her so much that Amuro couldn't bear to throw away her hand.

There were a lot of staff coming and going, and Amuro's suit blended in with them without being out of place at all, but with the addition of a beautiful woman accompanying him, it was a bit eye-catching. Even Oriumi felt that there was always a naked gaze staring at her. Looking at the two of them, he sighed and could only reluctantly let go of his hand. He said to Amuro, "I'll go first," and followed the flow of people into the venue.

Even in the United States, where less than half of the population is racially discriminatory, Ori Kaoru's appearance is still popular. Looking at her leaving back, Amuro felt even more helpless. She shook her head slightly, but behind her, she was patted on the shoulder by a boy. The voice immediately sounded——

"What is your relationship?"

(End of this chapter)