In Conan, the shrine is inherited

Okino Yoko also bit her lip in embarrassment.

"Then let's do this..." Ye Qiuxin suppressed a smile, "Mr. Yamagishi, just give me the car keys and I'll drive Miss Yoko over."

"Do you have a driver's license?" Yamagishi Eiichi asked in surprise. He remembered that Ye Qiuxin was a sophomore in high school.

That was about sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Yes." Ye Qiuxin explained casually, "I am a genuine 18-year-old. When I was a child, my parents argued about where I should study, and I followed them around China and the United States, which delayed me for a year. In the end, I stayed in Japan because of their work."

This was indeed the original owner's true experience, he just spoke it out.

He still vaguely remembered that when he was in elementary school in the United States, there were only three students with Asian faces in his class. The other two girls were mixed-race. He was the only pure Asian, and he felt so depressed.

"I didn't expect that two adults with powerful magic powers would also worry about their children's education." Yamagishi Eiichi joked, took out the car keys from his pocket and handed them to Ye Qiuxin respectfully.

"This is normal. We are all normal people with emotions, not gods without desires." Ye Qiuxin took the key and turned it in his hand, "Ms. Yoko, let's go."

"Yes, Lord Akishin." Yoko Okino lowered her head and followed closely.

***

It was almost afternoon when we arrived at the museum.

The setting sun casts a golden glow on the art gallery while also adding a hint of dusk.

Ye Qiuxin got out of the car and looked up to see an old man with a long beard and squinting eyes standing at the entrance of the art museum, as if he was waiting for someone.

"That's the curator here, his name is Tamio Ochiai." Yoko Okino said in a low voice. On the way here, she had already informed the art museum that Ye Qiuxin would be arriving.

"It's obvious that he is not simple." Ye Qiuxin sighed. Just looking at the old man's white beard and squinting eyes, he doesn't look like an ordinary person. Maybe he is a master with extraordinary martial arts skills.

I blinked at Yoko Oono. Really? Why didn’t she see it?

Ye Qiuxin has stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and introduced herself, "Hello, Director Ochiai, I am Ye Qiuxin."

"Ah..." Director Ochiai was stunned for a moment, but when he remembered the meaning of this name, he instantly perked up and quickly shook the hand that Ye Qiuxin extended. He was so happy that it was as if he had moved a blooming flower to his face. "Hello, Master Qiuxin, I heard about your deeds from Mr. Yamagishi. Thank you very much for visiting our art museum in Baizhong. I will introduce you to the exhibits in our art museum one by one."

There was a reason why he was so excited.

Ever since Director Ochiai learned that the art museum was bought from Mr. Manaka, he always laughs unconsciously.

Although he didn't know what arrangements the new boss - Ye Qiuxin - was going to make for the art museum, it couldn't be more annoying than that bastard Manaka Guanyi.

"You're welcome." Ye Qiuxin smiled awkwardly, feeling very puzzled.

How come this old guy’s hands are so strong? He tried to pull it back with all his might but it didn’t work. Could he have really practiced Kung Fu when he was young?

"That's not polite," Director Ochiai said kindly, "This museum is like my child. You saved it. I can't thank you enough."

"Haha, then I also ask Director Ochiai to rest assured." Ye Qiuxin said solemnly, "The Zhongshi Art Museum will continue to operate. I am not a bastard who breaks my promise. Asking Miss Okino Yoko to promote this art museum is my sincerity."

In the car, he also listened to Yoko Okino talk about the art museum.

The previous owner had to sell off some of his properties due to poor business management. After obtaining Manaka Sekiichi's promise to continue running the art museum, he sold the art museum to him.

However, after Manaka Kanichi succeeded, he immediately decided to convert the art gallery into a hotel.

This move angered the old employees of the Zhenshi Art Museum.

The protests continued.

Ye Qiuxin had no idea whether the art museum should be preserved, he just wanted to launder money.

But in order to avoid backlash from employees, he was too lazy to make random comments or add messy ideas. He just handed the operational work to Director Ochiai, and there was nothing wrong with him being a hands-off boss.

Now, look at that walking suit of armor, that's what he's for.

Chapter 22 Relics Level Fans

Director Ochiai was silent for a long time, and finally the stone in his heart fell to the ground. He slowly said: "With your promise, I feel relieved."

"I mean what I say." Ye Qiuxin took this opportunity to quickly pull his hand back. In just a dozen seconds, his hand was numb. He took a quick glance and saw white fingerprints on his hand, which had not yet disappeared.

This old man must be very skilled in martial arts, he is very strong.

"On behalf of all the staff of the museum, I would like to thank you for your kindness." After saying this, Director Ochiai bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

"No, no, get up quickly. I can't bear it." Ye Qiuxin hurriedly supported him. In his heart, he admired this old man who had been caring for works of art for decades. There was no need to forcibly divide them into levels of hierarchy and position based on their status, power and wealth.

Moreover, respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. He really could not bear to have such a great gift from an elderly person.

Director Ochiai turned a deaf ear to him and stubbornly went through the formalities. Then he extended an invitation with a smile on his face, "Please, Master Akishin and Miss Okino, enter the museum and take a look."

"Okay." Ye Qiuxin touched his nose.

It was hard to refuse Director Ochiai's kindness, and at this point, I couldn't say "I just want to see the armor" no matter what.

Ye Qiuxin and Okino Yoko walked into the museum hall, visited each exhibit, and listened to Director Ochiai tell the background story of each artwork and the author.

Yoko Okino nodded slightly from time to time, asked questions from time to time, and explored more details. She seemed to be very interested in the exhibits.

Ye Qiuxin was not interested in this and would only glance at the exhibits when he saw something new and interesting.

The rest of the time was spent observing the art gallery.

When he walked into the art gallery, he activated his Yin-Yang eyes and looked around the gallery. If the armor was really a magical weapon and it could move around at night, then it would definitely leave behind a lot of residual energy from the dark world.

But Ye Qiuxin didn't find any trace of the dark world at all.

He sighed regretfully. It seemed that the armor walking incident was man-made.

But who would do that?

"This is the oil painting area..." Director Ochiai introduced.

Ye Qiuxin nodded, but as soon as he walked in, he saw a very familiar trio. The girl in red was standing in front of a painting, giving an exclamation of praise. Two people, one big and one small, stood to the side, their unhappy postures and expressions were exactly like they were cast in the same mold.

Damn, this is Conan.

And Uncle Maori and Xiaolan, why are they here?

"Isn't this Detective Mori and the others?" Yoko Okino was also surprised.

"I didn't expect that there are still children who love art so much. It's rare." Director Ochiai stroked his beard with a smile. He could hear that Mouri Ran's sigh came from the heart.

Conan had sharp eyes and spotted Ye Qiuxin and the other two not far away. He walked over with a sullen look on his face, "Brother Qiuxin, why are you here?"

Yoko Okino wore light makeup, glasses and a baseball cap, making it difficult to recognize her at first glance.

"I was just about to ask you, little Conan." Ye Qiuxin squatted down and stroked Conan's dog head, feeling cheerful all of a sudden. "I heard at school that Maori didn't participate in club activities and was going to cook for you guys. How come he's here in the blink of an eye?"

"Hehe..." Conan rolled his eyes and laughed bitterly and helplessly. He didn't really want to talk about this topic.

Should I tell you that Uncle Maori and I laughed at Xiaolan for being too naive and actually believing the rumors that the art museum was haunted, which led to Xiaolan smashing the table in anger and saying that if we didn't go to the art museum with her, we would not have any food.

It was so embarrassing, how could he say that.

"Oh, it's classmate Ye. Are you here to see the art exhibition too?" Mao Lilan also noticed this place.

"I guess so, but I mainly come here to work." Ye Qiuxin said.

"That walking armor?" Conan guessed, "Did the museum staff ask you to exorcise the ghost?"

As he spoke, he spread his hands, as if he really couldn't do anything to superstitious people like you, and made his own conclusion, "That should be just a trick. How could there be armor walking around at night? It's absolutely impossible."

"Ha, you're pretending to be an adult." Ye Qiuxin laughed.

"No, no." Conan shuddered and quickly changed the subject. He pointed at Director Ochiai next to him and said in a voice that was so innocent that it made people sick, "Did this old man ask you, Brother Akishin, to investigate?"

"Not really." Director Ochiai said, "I just accompanied Master Akishino on the inspection, because this art museum is already--"

Maori Kogoro didn't dare to be interested in their conversation. He just stood beside them and stared at Okino Yoko, frowning slightly, "I'm sorry, miss, has anyone told you that you look a lot like Okino Yoko?"

Okino Yoko smiled, took off her hat and put it back on, "I am Okino Yoko, Detective Maori, nice to see you again."

"——The property of Lord Akishino." Director Ochiai's voice fell slowly.

"What!" Kogoro Mouri and Conan shouted in unison.

Kogoro Maori's eyes moved between Yoko Okino and Ye Qiuxin, and the worst thought popped up in his mind. Yoko Okino had experienced a heartbreak not long ago, and Ye Qiuxin helped her a lot in the process, and he was also very handsome.

Could it be that... could it be that...

Don’t do that kind of thing!

As a huge fan of Okino Yoko's relics, Kogoro Mori would never allow this to happen!

Conan focused all his attention on Ye Qiuxin, his mind full of thoughts. He clearly remembered that in the villa murder case, Inspector Megure said that Ye Qiuxin owed a large debt. He then asked around and found out that Ye Qiuxin owed at least 10 million yen.

Canima...

How come Ye Qiuxin became the big boss of an art museum in such a short time?

What happened during the time he became smaller?

"Yes, the Zhongshi Art Museum has been acquired by me." Ye Qiuxin nodded proudly, "This old man is the director of the Zhongshi Art Museum, Mr. Ochiai Tamio. I will have to trouble him for a long time in the future. As for Miss Yoko, she is a publicity strategy we will implement soon. The flow of people here is declining day by day, and we must invite a star to help us increase the popularity.

"I also want to thank Ms. Yoko for being willing to accept my favor and help me almost for free."

"It's what we should do," said Yoko Okino.

"So Mr. Maori, don't worry." Ye Qiuxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw Maori Kogoro's heartbroken expression. Is it really good for you to be a fan of your idol like this? Your wife is still waiting for you.

If you are closer, there is also Mao Lilan, who has her fists clenched tightly and looks furious.

I believe Uncle Maori will have a miserable end.

"Yes, that's right." Maori Kogoro scratched his head awkwardly and said sheepishly, "Hahaha, as long as Miss Yoko promotes this place, I will definitely come to support the museum when it reopens!"

"That day won't be too far away." Ye Qiuxin smiled indifferently.

"Hmph, I don't think so." A cold shout came.

Chapter 23: Blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand...Cracked!

Ye Qiuxin and others looked back.

I saw a short, fat middle-aged man in a light brown suit swaggering over, "Are you Ye Qiuxin? I didn't expect that the new owner who took advantage of the haunted incident to buy my art gallery at a low price... is just a high school ghost!"

"Manaka, you're too presumptuous!" Director Ochiai took a step forward.

"What's wrong with me being presumptuous?" Manaka Guanyi said arrogantly, "He took advantage of me so much, and I'm not allowed to be dissatisfied?"

He panted and pointed at Ye Qiuxin. His arrogant attitude made everyone frown. "Hey, kid, I don't know who you are and how you can invite Yoko Okino to do publicity. I don't know what you want to do by buying an art gallery, but I tell you, you took advantage of me and made me lose a lot of money. You must make compensation!"