Conan: Rice Flower Spring

Chapter 102 97. Crow's Mouth

"What are you thinking about, Miss Suzuki?" Lin Longma was very helpless. He just said it, and there was no way to put it into action.

The most important thing is that if you can find someone to take over, then why not try to convince the next boss?

Why do so many unnecessary things?
No matter how crazy Mika and Haihu are, they wouldn't kill someone just to revive the art museum, right?
Accompanied by complaints and laughter, Lin Longma and his group arrived at the last exhibition hall of the Beika Art Museum.

Hell House.

"The name of this exhibition hall is indeed correct." Lin Longma stood at the entrance of the Crown of Hell and looked at the dark exhibition hall and subconsciously complained: "This exhibition hall is really gloomy."

"After all, it's the Hell Pavilion, so it has to be special." Suzuki Sonoko was no longer interested in the other pavilions she had just visited. Instead, she was very interested in this eerie and terrifying Hell Pavilion.

Hayashi Ryoma could understand Suzuki Sonoko's lack of interest. Perhaps the exhibits in the entire Beika Art Museum were just so-so in Suzuki Sonoko's eyes.

Other people should have better collections at home.

As for the hell hall in front of us, it is possible that Suzuki Sonoko just regarded this exhibition hall as a rare haunted house in an art museum.

"Now that we're here, why don't we go in and take a look?" Suzuki Sonoko looked at Hayashi Ryoma and Mao Li Ran expectantly, and skillfully used the four-word excuse.

"Why don't you just not want to?" Without waiting for Lin Longma to speak, Mao Lilan hurriedly shook her head to refuse.

She thought that having two people by her side to give her courage when visiting the art museum should be enough to dispel her fear of the unknown.

But when such a gloomy hell house appeared before her eyes, Mao Lilan inevitably backed down.

As for the Beika Art Museum, I have already visited most of it. It doesn't seem to matter if I don't visit only one exhibition hall, right?
The tickets are not expensive, I have already made my money back!
Seeing that Mao Lilan seemed to be retreating, Suzuki Sonoko directly began to persuade her, but it was the way she persuaded that puzzled Lin Longma:
"Xiaolan, didn't you want to see the moving armor? The newspaper said that the moving armor was in the Hell House.

Now that you are standing at the door, are you going to back down?"

It would have been better if Suzuki Sonoko hadn't said this, but when she said this, coupled with the eerie and terrifying scene of the Hell House, Mouri Ran suddenly shuddered.

The environment is horrible enough, and adding a moving armor, isn't this going to kill people? !
"Eh, eh eh eh eh?! I don't want to go into the garden, please let me go!"

Suzuki Sonoko took advantage of the time when Mouri Ran didn't react and forcefully pulled Mouri Ran into the exhibition hall.

Lin Longma only realized after seeing this that Suzuki Sonoko's method of persuasion was also physical "persuasion"?

Shaking his head, he immediately walked towards the Hall of Hell.

Lin Longma followed the two girls and found their chattering and jumpiness very interesting.

As for the gloomy environment around him and some artworks with obvious hellish styles, Lin Longma obviously lost interest.

He is a member of the organization, and this thing itself is hellish enough. As for these literary works, they are not enough to scare Lin Longma.

but
"Isn't this Hell House a little too realistic? What's with the bloody smell? Is it so immersive?"

The Hell Pavilion in an art museum that is generally mediocre is unexpectedly "brilliant"?
In order to cooperate with the hell-style art exhibition, they even created an immersive experience?
Logically speaking, with just this one exhibition hall, the Mika Art Museum wouldn't be so desolate.

"Brother, this bloody smell is wrong." Just as Lin Longma was lamenting the overly realistic experience of the Hell Pavilion, Bai Shi suddenly came close to Lin Longma and whispered. "Hmm?"

"Brother, this smell of blood is probably real." Bai Shi took a light sniff and said to Lin Longma affirmatively.

"Really? That means..." When they were about to walk to the innermost part of the Hell Exhibition Hall, Lin Longma suddenly heard a dripping sound, like water dripping on tiles.

"You two wait a moment!" Realizing something, Hayashi Ryoma immediately wanted to call out to Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko in front of him, but he was a step too late.

"what--"

"what!!!"

The duet of girls' screams resounded in Lin Longma's eardrums. Lin Longma hurried forward and was hugged by the two girls on each arm.

Then, an astonishing scene emerged before his eyes: President Manaka, who had just been trying his best to mock Director Ochiai, was now nailed to the wall of the exhibition hall with a long sword piercing his throat!

The smell of blood in the air and the dripping sound were coming from the body of President Manaka in front of them.

President Manaka's body was about half a meter above the ground, and the posture of the body was filled with a strong sense of ritual.

When Lin Longma looked at the corpse, his gaze inevitably fell on the painting next to the corpse. The content of the painting next to the corpse was a knight nailing the demon in front of him to death with a long sword in his hand.

Director Ochiai?

The moment he saw this scene, a figure popped up in Lin Longma's mind. His first reaction was that this case must have been done by Director Ochiai.

There is no way, the symbolism of Manaka's death is too strong. To Director Ochiai, isn't Manaka a demon who should be killed by a knight?
But Lin Longma, who had calmed down, felt that it was unlikely. How old was Director Ochiai?

Can this old man really nail Shinaka to the wall with a sword? Is this reasonable?
Not to mention Director Ochiai, even if Lin Ryoma were to do it himself, he probably wouldn't be able to do the job so efficiently.

If the murderer really pierced Manaka's throat with a sword and then nailed him to the wall, then this murderer must be a great swordsman of the Heisei era!

Hayashi Ryoma was thinking about the question about the great swordsman, but Suzuki Sonoko beside him was thinking about something else.

[If the boss Manaka just now suddenly died in a bizarre way in the Beika Art Museum, the police and detectives would not be able to solve the murder case.

If this art gallery is purchased again and preserved, countless mystery fans, detective fans, and reserve detectives will probably come here to check in.

As long as the truth of this case is not uncovered, this trend will probably continue.

And as time goes by, the "Mika Art Museum Mysterious Murder Case" will probably become more and more classic and more and more bizarre. 】

"President Manaka is really dead?!" Suzuki Sonoko's scream also evoked some memories of Mouri Ran, and then the two of them subconsciously looked at Hayashi Ryoma.

"No, what are you looking at?! This has nothing to do with me!"

(End of this chapter)