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The exhibits of course refer to Martin, who is a statue of David today.

However, since the theme of the art gallery is medieval exhibits, there is no need to worry about the statue of David in the art gallery. After all, the statue of David was a creation of the Renaissance, when the Middle Ages were over.

At this time, Dr. Ali recalled: "That art gallery used to be called the Medieval Art Museum, but it was renamed later. I remember, new..." After Conan stared nervously, Dr. Ali changed his words again: "Conan and I took you there once when Xiaolan was young."

Conan hung up his half-moon eyes: "Doctor... Where did 'Conan' come from when he was a child, isn't this another goof?"

Dr. Ali also felt wronged, and stuck out his tongue: "Didn't you insist on my name being Conan?"

But judging from the smirk in his crescent-shaped eyes, the old man clearly did it on purpose.

Mao Lilan on the side looked at the three men and sighed silently, feeling as if three generations of grandparents and grandchildren had been assimilated.

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When we arrived at the Mihua Art Museum and bought tickets to enter the venue, the staff stopped when they saw Martin's weird outfit.

Just as he has done several times today, Martin raised his hand and lifted his hat slightly, showing his gray fingers and chin in front of the staff: "Sorry, I'm an albino patient, and it's not convenient for me to be exposed to light."

The ticket checking staff took a look at the grayish-white color, which was not that of a girl’s skin.

The white color of Xue Qishuang was not the bloodless and sickly white color he imagined for patients, but an inorganic gray-white color. When this kind of gray-white appears on a living person, it reminds people of death.

"..." He is a ticket inspector, and he is about to lose his job, why should he be so serious.The ticket inspector closed his eyes and gently waved his hand to signal him to go in: "The next one."

The first entry ticket area is the main exhibition hall of the art museum, and there are passages leading to four auxiliary halls on all sides of the main exhibition hall.The main exhibits in the main exhibition hall are all oil paintings, one after another, covering the four walls of the upper and lower floors.

Mao Lilan was interested in paintings, so she walked quickly to the painting closest to her: "Wow, what a beautiful painting."

Both Dr. Ali and Conan are not very interested in artworks. To be honest, Martin has no artistic talent. Even in his transformation, the proportion of painters and musicians is the lowest.

"You guys also have a look, what a beautiful use of color!" Mao Lilan also greeted.

Conan said while walking: "Ancient oil paints will fade and turn yellow under the erosion of long time and microbial erosion, so when you see a brightly colored oil painting..." (Oil painting, it must be the restoration of modern technology Taste.)

But before Conan finished his unsightly words, Martin pinched his mouth: "This is an art gallery, not a museum. It doesn't matter if the work is genuine or not, what you appreciate is the value of art."

At this time, an old man walked behind Mao Lilan at some unknown time: "You like this painting, little girl."

The old man has long and thick eyebrows and beard, and looks like a fairy: "I also like this painting very much, no, I should say that I like every exhibit here, they are like my children .”

Um?Martin's marble eyebrows hidden under the hood raised his eyebrows. This sentence seemed a little familiar, and his DNA moved.

Before Martin could remember what the case was, Conan quietly poked Martin's knee with his elbow: "Hey, your dad is here."

"Then why don't you go up and call grandpa?"

Martin and Conan pinched each other very quietly, Mao Lilan didn't notice, just looked at the old man in front of him: "May I ask who you are?"

"Oh, I'm sorry for being rude." The old man was very polite: "I am the curator here, my surname is Ochiai, hello."

At this time, Director Ochiai turned his head and noticed that a staff member was picking up a large oil painting, but his eyes fell on the hands of the staff member, and the squint eyes that were originally covered under the eyebrows immediately widened, and he was furious Said: "Kubada! What are you doing!"

"When handling works, you must wear gloves. I have said it several times, but you forgot, right?" Curator Ochiai shouted angrily.

The man with a dull expression and a bit of a mischievous eye was named Kubota. He looked at his hands for a moment before saying, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Okay, I don't need you here, go help elsewhere!" The impatient curator Ochiai continued to shout, and then turned his head to look at another staff member who was facing honestly: "Iijima, you are the one who has worked hard here."

"Tsk tsk, there's still no one there as always." Another man came over, wearing gold and silver, with a fat head and big ears, and behind him there was another man wearing a

A follower of glasses.

Curator Ochiai looked at the visitor: "...Boss Masaka."

If you are a little more sensitive, you can taste that there is some dislike in Director Ochiai's tone.

The real boss said bluntly: "In ten days, this place will be closed, please take care of it for a while..."

Speaking of this, Boss Zhenzhong paused for a moment, and then there was a lot of malice in his words: "Take good care of these rusty pieces of copper and iron!"

As soon as these words came out, curator Ochiai's old face showed resentment, and Iijima, who was working beside him, looked at it with dissatisfaction.

Boss Zhenzhong turned a blind eye, turned his head and ordered: "Designer, take out the design drawing..." After saying that, he left with the designer behind him.

After Boss Zhenzhong left, Mao Lilan asked with some concern: "Is the art gallery going to disappear?"

It was the staff member named Iijima who answered her: "Yes, the previous owner of the art museum went bankrupt, so I had to sell this art gallery to the owner of Masaka...but it was also because he promised He will continue to run the art museum, but after the deal was concluded, he turned his back on it and converted it into a hotel.”

Um?Already going out of business?Conan felt a little strange.

If the rumor of 'walking black armor' published in the newspaper had not been for Martin, who had turned into a strange thing a few days ago, he would have thought it was fake news deliberately created by the museum to attract customers.

But if the museum is already closing and there's no point in attracting visitors, what about the rumors of walking armor?

At this time, Conan looked up at Martin. Although he covered his face with the hood, it could be analyzed from his posture that Martin was looking at the back of the boss who was leaving.

"Martin, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the victim."

"Huh?" Conan was surprised at first, and then 'understand': "You mean you decided to make him the object of your prank?"

"Yes, otherwise?" Martin asked again: "Could it be that I'm telling you that he will be killed?"

Then Martin squatted down and whispered to Conan usually: "Well, I will go to the 'Hell Exhibition Hall' where the 'walking black armor' is located, and see if I can get a relative with that armor, and find a place by the way. Ambush him. If you don't want to be affected, stay away from the 'Hell Exhibition Hall'."

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Mao Lilan took Dr. Ali and Conan and turned around the art gallery almost all over. In addition to the main exhibition hall, there are also the sky exhibition hall, the earth exhibition hall and the ocean exhibition hall. Now there is only the hell exhibition hall in front of you.

"It's best not to go in." Conan reminded: "Martin is playing a prank inside."

The target of Martin's prank is probably the real boss, and Conan has nothing to stop him. The real boss not only has a bad attitude, but also violated the promise made before the deal was concluded, which is really annoying.

"Ah..." Mao Lilan was a little reluctant: "But the walking armor is also inside, that's why we came here."

Moreover, Mao Lilan was a little bit wicked, a little curious about what prank Martin was going to play, and wanted to see with his own eyes how others were tricked by Martin's prank.

"Sister Xiaolan, Martin has turned into a marble statue of David today." Conan reminded again: "No accident, Martin's way of pranking is to stand there pretending to be a statue, and when the target is facing away from him, he will pat him quietly. Return to the posture of the statue before the other party turns around."

Of course, it is also very likely that it will exceed Conan's imagination. After all, he is a walking booster and a prankster. Conan's imagination is not enough to fully reason about Martin's actions.

But Xiaolan still didn't understand the reason why she couldn't go in, she blinked her big eyes.

Seeing this, Conan had no choice but to continue what he really didn't want to say directly: "You learned it in art class, right? Michelangelo's David is completely naked, including his private parts."

In other words, if Martin is going to dress up as a sculpture, he will have to take off his death cloak and walk the bird in the hall of hell.

And Martin could do it.

Mao Lilan's eyes widened, her face flushed, and she immediately shook her head to give up the idea of ​​entering the Hell Pavilion.

However, at this time, Mao Lilan, Conan, and Dr. Ali all looked at the passage leading to the exhibition hall of hell, because there was a very miserable cry coming from there.

……

Boss Manaka went to the Hell Exhibition Hall.While passing through that dim passage, he saw a piece of paper stuck on the wall.

[Rules for visiting Hell Exhibition Hall]

Welcome to the Hell Exhibition Hall of Mihua Art Museum. For your tour experience and personal safety, please be sure to abide by the following rules.

1. The main works of art exhibited in this exhibition hall are all kinds of oil paintings, lacquer paintings, wall paintings, reliefs, sculptures, and many other classical or avant-garde, implicit or enthusiastic exhibits.

2. You should keep a proper distance from the exhibits when you visit, and do not damage any art exhibits.You have to believe that this is not only to protect artworks, but also to protect your personal safety.

3. Please do not stay in the hell exhibition hall after [-]:[-] p.m., you can continue to visit the main exhibition hall.

4. If you hear the sound of claws tearing objects or smell the smell of rotten fruit, please get down immediately. Please believe that this is our staff cleaning with disinfectant water and rags, and wait until the sound disappears.

5. There are 8 steps and 4 pillars in this corridor.

6. There will not be 9 steps or 13 pillars in the corridor.

Please be sure to confirm the number before entering the corridor and starting the tour. If the number does not match, please turn back and leave immediately. No effort will be spared and any means will be used.After the break, please go to the "Sky Pavilion" to pray for 30 minutes.

7. The exhibits will not move, please do not bother to pay attention to their positions.

8. You know, the exhibits can't speak. If you hear someone talking, don't answer.

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18. Although human beings do not have fangs and claws, we have the good qualities of respecting others, persistence and courage, empathy and never giving up.

19. Human beings have good morals, but they don't.

What a mess... Boss Zhenzhong just glanced at the handwritten notice. After all, this museum is already his. Why should he pay attention to the rules that restrict tourists?Besides, it will all be invalidated after ten days.

But this corridor is really dark, is it just to create a gloomy 'hell atmosphere'?It's such a boring design, I'm going to tear it all down, knock down the walls, and make it an open theme...

Thinking about the reconstruction plan in his heart, Boss Zhenzhong accidentally stepped on the ground, raised his hands in a panic and waved it in the air before he stabilized his body and did not fall.

Then he realized he had just stepped down a notch.

What the hell design... Boss Zhenzhong looked at the dark ground in front of him, because there was no light in front of him, he still couldn't see the steps under his feet in front of him.

Is the Hell Pavilion lower than the other halls?Just to reflect the feeling that hell is underground?

The old man in Ochiai asked me to come here to discuss important matters. Could it be that he deliberately didn't turn on the light because he hoped that I would fall to my death here?

Boss Zhenzhong continued down the stairs with resentment.

Level [-], level [-], level [-]... The protruding feet touched the ground ahead of time, giving Boss Manaka the illusion of losing his balance.

But the steps end here, and the front is flat ground.

Wait, how many steps does the rule that I saw just now say there are?How many steps did I walk, three?four?

Boss Zhenzhong looked back, because there was some light behind him, the road he walked was dim but clearly visible, but he could not see the shadow of the stairs at all, from the corner where the rules were posted and the light came in to his feet, it was completely Is it a flat land?

Am I making a mistake?Boss Zhenzhong continued to walk forward suspiciously, wary of the remaining steps.

However, there were no steps, and Boss Zhenzhong finally walked into the hell exhibition hall.

Although he is already the boss here, this is the first time for the boss of the hell exhibition hall to come.He looked at the broken copper and iron around him with disgust. In his opinion, these so-called works of art were all broken copper and iron made into bloody and terrifying shapes. Don't look at it looking a little gloomy now, but as long as you turn on the light It's just ridiculous.

Then he noticed a gray-white statue. The light here was very dim, and most of the exhibits were black or dark, which made this gray-white statue very obvious.

Boss Manaka carefully looked at this sculpture that was slightly taller than him. Of course, with his knowledge, he could not recognize that it was a work of Michelangelo (an imitation), but he felt that this thing had neither horns nor a sharp-mouthed beast. tooth

, why should it be displayed in the hell exhibition hall?

Following the knotted muscle lines on the statue, Boss Zhenzhong looked down and frowned.