I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

The way to open it is exactly the same as the one from the Suzuki Group, but inside... there is nothing.

"It's empty!?"

A moment of surprise flashed across the rough face of the Maoxiong clerk.

He couldn't believe the reality before him. The second egg of memory that everyone had worked so hard to find was actually empty?

"Could it be a design similar to Russian nesting dolls?" Conan guessed.

"Matryoshka?"

Feeling as if she had grasped some inspiration, Serabelle touched her chin.

He just took the Egg of Memory from the bear secretary without saying a word, and then reached out to the "Inspector Shiratori" who had a big bag on his shoulder.

"Give me that one, too."

"..."

Although she was disguised as a certain phantom thief lady, Kuroba Chiko, who was a temporary substitute for Shiratori, still looked at Mrs. Suzuki beside her very respectfully and asked for instructions.

Suzuki Tomoko smiled slightly, and everything was said without words.

So both eggs of memory came into Serabelle's hands.

In the candlelight, looking down at the two Tsar's secret treasures in his hands, which were worth a total of more than 1.5 billion yen, the London Glory Executioner took a deep breath and put the smaller one with the statues of the Tsar's family into the larger egg of memory, which was empty inside. Then he made a sound like an old Hyrule rogue who was so happy after successfully building a piece of leftover materials.

"Aha..."

You know what, it actually worked. It fits in perfectly, and even the base and the texture fit in perfectly, as if they were one.

Inspired by this, Serabelle placed the two eggs of memory together neatly on the only small platform in the entire tomb.

But, I always feel like something is missing...

Because there is a cylindrical hole in the middle of the circular platform, after the Egg of Memory is placed on it, although the base can still cover it perfectly, it always feels like something is missing because there is nothing inside.

You can't put a candle in there, or the eggs will burn...

Serabelle was a little confused for a moment.

"Flashlight!" Conan suddenly had an idea.

"Oh oh."

Thinking of the previous light-illuminating door-opening mechanism, Siruov immediately came forward and handed over the flashlight.

But Serabelle was a step faster.

He simply placed his phone with the flash on in constant-on mode on the small platform with the screen facing down, and then placed the Egg of Memory on it, with the light aimed just below the base of the Egg of Memory.

In an instant, a beam of light shone into the egg from bottom to top. The double-layer eggshell became translucent under the light, and the golden statue inside slowly rose. Without any clockwork drive, the pages of the book in the emperor's hand slowly opened.

The light passes through the pages of the book as if passing through a magical prism.

The next moment, a beam of light was split into countless beams, passing through the egg in all directions, and finally shot out in all directions through the gem hole on the surface of the egg, projecting onto the walls of the tomb and turning into a series of moving photos.

"What happened...wait, this is..."

Everyone watched the scene in shock.

Serabelle also raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he glanced at the two adjacent paintings, he uttered a rare "hmm" in surprise.

Just as everyone was immersed in this miraculous scene, an imperceptible sound of a silencer being tightened was heard quietly from the steps outside the tomb.

Chapter 148 London's Glorious Executioner

"These are all photos of Emperor Nicholas' family!"

Looking at the photos projected onto the walls from the egg of memory on the small platform in the tomb, Siruof cried out in shock.

Kogoro Mori also exclaimed.

"It turns out that the Emperor Nicholas II and his family in the statue are not reading books, but... photo albums."

"That's why it's called 'memories'."

Conan finally reacted at this time.

This is a truly shocking scene.

Although the invention of the projector can be traced back to the 17th century, at that time it was just a matter of using light to illuminate a photo to make the image in the photo appear hazily on the wall.

However, a Japanese craftsman named Kiichi Kosaka managed to manually carve so many photos of Emperor Nicholas II and his family into small pure gold pages at the end of the 19th century, when industrial precision was completely unheard of. He also created such an imaginative and fantastic mechanism.

Even Tomoko Suzuki couldn't help but shake her head in praise.

"It's a miracle... no, it's simply magic."

No wonder he is called the magician of the end of the century...

Serabelle recalled the translation information she had found on the web page on her mobile phone on the way here.

At this moment, Gan Jiangyi's eyes fell on one of the photos that happened to float over, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Look, that man is Rasputin!"

Rasputin?

Hearing this Russian-sounding pronunciation, Serabelle turned her eyes in the direction of his voice.

This is a well-known name. Anyone who has a little knowledge of Russian history cannot have not heard of this name.

He was a legendary evil monk who brought disaster to the entire Romanov dynasty. His life experience was extremely absurd and outrageous. He survived several assassination attempts and was finally found drowned in a river. When his body was found, his right eye had been lost.

One of the men who appeared in the photo that Gan Jiang was pointing to was Rasputin, who was still alive at the time, and next to him was a Japanese man who looked quite gentle.

"Mr. Kiichi Kosaka actually took a photo with Rasputin." Siluef was very surprised.

Although the later generations' evaluation of Rasputin, the Russian evil monk, was almost unanimously infamous, but in the Romanov dynasty at that time, Rasputin was almost synonymous with god, and even Nicholas II's family was under his control.

But there are photos of Kosaka Kiichi taking pictures with him...

Before he had time to think about it, Secretary Mao suddenly felt someone patting him gently on the shoulder.

Turning around, I saw Serabelle pointing at one of the family photos of Nicholas II floating on the wall, and asked a question to a beautiful girl wearing a sailor shirt who looked 80% similar to Kosaka Natsumi.

"Which daughter is this Emperor Nicholas?"

"Ah, she is Princess Maria, the third daughter of Nicholas II..."

Just at this moment, another photo floated over. Siruov took a glance at it and suddenly stopped talking, followed by a strong look of shock and disbelief.

Although there are slight changes in Princess Maria's appearance compared to the previous photo when she was wearing a sailor shirt, there is no doubt that it is the same person, just that she looks more mature in the latter photo.

And it was a group photo... to be precise, it was a wedding photo, a wedding photo with Kiichi Kosaka.

"Wait, doesn't that mean Ms. Kosaka is..."

The Russian clerk was completely stunned.

Suzuki Tomoko smiled and said, "Everyone thought that Nicholas' family was killed in the October Revolution and the Tsar's bloodline was completely cut off, but they didn't expect the truth to be like this."

(Note: This is the setting of the Conan universe. In real history, all of Nicola's family were killed)

At the same time, Kosaka Natsumi also noticed this.

Perhaps it was the sense of familiarity that was engraved in her blood that made her recognize her great-grandfather at a glance without even noticing him in the photo.

"So this is my great-grandmother. I finally see her..."

Xiruov was silent for a while: "If...if the Tsar and his family hadn't died at that time, this might really be the best gift."

As the words fell, the remaining spring of the Egg of Memory seemed to have finally come to an end. As the pure gold statue in the translucent egg closed the pages of the book in its hand and fell back to its original state, the pictures reflected on the wall in the tomb gradually disappeared.

"I take it back. If it's this kind of art, I'm quite interested."

As Serabelle spoke, she seemed to be still immersed in the shock brought by the most advanced craftsmanship of mankind in the late 19th century.

However, no one noticed that a dangerous red dot quietly climbed up his right eye like a poisonous insect.

In the darkness, someone quietly pulled the trigger.

Pi——!

A gunshot like a leak was heard.

The bullet flew, but no blood splattered.

The sparks that flew up were caused by the explosion of metals colliding head-on.

A 9mm pistol bullet accurately hit the broad blade and was blocked. The sound of metal clashing echoed in the tomb chamber, and the sound waves generated by the vibration made the candlelight flicker.

The black box on the outside of Serabel's right leg was open. He kept holding the knife with the tip facing downward. A bright yellow and hot bullet fell at his feet. He turned his head to look at the steps outside the tomb. A ray of light flashed in his eyes, which had returned to normal from his determined expression, enough to penetrate the darkness.

He exhaled slowly.

"It's right to choose to take action after fully understanding the usage of the Egg of Memory."

As Serabelle spoke, she turned towards the tomb entrance and slowly approached. The wide blade in her hand began to spin, and the blade cut through the air with a terrifying whistling sound. The sound of the steel balls rolling rapidly on the wheels was like the tip of a samurai sword dragging on the ground.

"It's not wrong to choose to start right after the screening when people are most relaxed."

Realizing that his sneak attack had failed, Pu Siqinglan pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Several bullets were fired one after another, but they were all blocked by Serabelle with her spinning throwing axe.

On the one hand, the red dot assisted aiming will clearly tell him where the next bullet will land.

On the other hand, the blade of the rotating throwing axe made by Professor Agasa is wide enough to block the bullet even if the bullet landing point is slightly deviated.

Realizing this as well, Pu Siqinglan was anxious to remove the auxiliary aiming.

But it was too late, the spinning flying axe in Serabelle's hand had already accelerated.

"You chose to attack me first because I have the highest combat power in the room. That's even more correct... But do you really think I won't be on guard against you at all?"

"Stop! Don't kill her!"

Conan realized what this guy was about to do next and tried to stop him loudly.

Of course, Serabelle was not crazy enough to kill people in public in front of a tomb full of men, women and children.

"Okay, I'll listen to you... Last time it was my right leg, so this time I'll switch to my left leg."

After saying that, he hurled his axe, and Pu Siqinglan fell to the ground in the darkness.

Chapter 149 Mrs. Suzuki's black silk stinky feet

Inspector Megure and others arrived half an hour later.

The road from the bottom of the mountain to the castle on the top of the mountain is a bit roundabout, and it was driven at night. To arrive in such a short time, they must have been ambushed at the foot of the mountain in advance.

In order to escort Pu Siqinglan...also known as Shi Kaobing, the internationally wanted criminal, they dispatched a whole team of police cars, which were parked neatly in front of the castle gate. The flashing red and blue police lights illuminated half of the castle.

At the castle gate, Pu Siqinglan had been handcuffed and escorted to the middle police car.

"Thank you for your hard work this time, Brother Shiratori! But I'm sorry, although it's a little late now, after all, it was you who captured Scoobing personally, so we'll have to trouble you to go back to the police station with us later."

Inspector Megure slapped the shoulder of Inspector Shiratori, who was disguised as Chiko Kuroba, hard. The force of his palms hitting the flesh made the Phantom Thief Girl grin silently.

In the spirit of professionalism to perform a complete role, she replied insincerely in the voice of a white bird.

"Oh, of course that's no problem."

So the police quickly took Pu Siqinglan, who was almost tied up, away first.

At the same time, at the main gate of the castle, Suzuki Tomoko handed the egg of memories that originally belonged to the Suzuki Group to Natsumi Kosaka.

"Ms. Kosaka, this is a valuable asset of your Kosaka family. We, the Suzuki Group, voluntarily give up its ownership and return it to you. As for the key to wind up the Egg of Memory, someone from the Suzuki Group will personally deliver it to your door tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mrs. Suzuki."

Kosaka Natsumi smiled with gratitude and bowed politely.

On the other side, a certain bear clerk also came over, put his hand on his heart sincerely, and bowed slightly to Kosaka Natsumi.

"We in Russia have also decided to voluntarily give up the fight for the ownership of the Egg of Memory."

Laughed……

After hearing the last sentence, Serabelle, who was yawning out of boredom, laughed in her heart.