Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"correct,"

Sonoko suddenly clapped her hands and introduced the young driver, "I forgot to introduce you, the driver is my father's secretary, Mr. Nishino. He has been traveling around the world and is fluent in English, French, and German."

"Amazing!"

Xiaolan praised sincerely.

"..."

Maori leaned back in his seat, looking at the young driver, without saying anything and without being too surprised.

The secretary of the chairman of the Suzuki Group is definitely not a common person. At the very least, he has to be the most successful among all the successful people - and even though Miss Sonoko introduced the other party as being multilingual right from the start, this might just be his most inconspicuous excellence.

……

Suzuki Museum of Modern Art.

A luxury car passed the entrance and stopped in front of the museum. Policemen could be seen standing guard everywhere, and there were helicopters patrolling in the sky.

Every time Kidd appears, it’s always like this. It looks intimidating, but in reality, he has never been caught.

Maori got out of the car and looked at the magnificent art gallery in front of him, his thoughts a little vague.

The movie theater where the murder took place that he and the kids from the Young Detectives went to before has now been renovated and upgraded by the owner based on his suggestion. It now feels like a nostalgic museum that can show old movies.

And even though it hasn’t opened yet, many people are already discussing it, so it’s almost certain that it will do well…

Just as Maori was thinking this -

"Yo,"

A motorcycle stopped on the side, and Osaka Black Chicken and Kazuha waved and said, "We really met a tough opponent this time, Kudo."

Maori's face turned dark - it seemed that the three plague gods had gathered together again.

"Really,"

Xiaolan stood up and said helplessly, "Although I know that you, Hattori, really want to compete with Shinichi, but there is no Kudo here!"

Hattori laughed and said, "Sorry, sorry, because the look in Conan's eyes reminded me of Kudo, so I called out unconsciously."

"idiot."

Conan rolled his eyes.

……

Inside the art museum, everyone followed through the corridor into the president's office, where President Suzuki was receiving guests.

Seeing his daughter Sonoko and Maori and his group coming in, Suzuki Shiro said happily: "It's Mr. Maori, thank you for coming all the way here."

"President Suzuki."

Maori walked in front and shook hands politely with President Suzuki.

"Ran and Conan are here too," President Suzuki still looked tolerant. After greeting everyone, he turned to Hattori and Kazuha in the back, "Sonoko, who are these two?"

"They are Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha, Dad," Sonoko introduced enthusiastically, "Heiji is known as the high school detective in Kansai. He is quite famous in Kansai."

"Really? That's great," President Suzuki said to Hattori and the other two with a smile, "I'll be counting on you as well."

After exchanging greetings with Maori and others, President Suzuki began to introduce them to the other guests sitting in the president's office.

The first was a large foreigner.

"This is the first secretary of the Russian Embassy, ​​Siluofuchinnikov."

"Please give me more advice."

The nearly two-meter tall guy seemed like a foreign bodyguard. He didn't talk much, but his Russian accent and the simple act of standing up were enough to put people under a lot of pressure.

The second person was an old man with a hooked nose and a moustache.

"This is Mr. Qian Jiangyi, the art dealer I found."

The old man stood up and nodded slightly as President Suzuki introduced him. There was no fluctuation in his small triangular eyes, giving people the feeling that he was difficult to deal with.

The third person was a beautiful young woman, tall and with a pair of beautiful legs that Maori could not ignore.

"This is the Romanov dynasty researcher, Pu Siqinglan."

"Hello."

The woman stood up, nodded slightly, and greeted everyone in Chinese.

"in addition,"

President Suzuki introduced the last person and said, "This is Mr. Ryu Kamikawa, the freelance video writer who applied to film the treasure."

The person introduced was a long-haired young man dressed casually, holding a camera. He did not stand up like the others, but just pointed the camera at Mao Li:

"Please give me more advice."

Mao Li ignored the young man and asked curiously, "What is the appraisal value of the treasure?"

"Eight hundred million yen," art dealer Qian Jiang said with a sidelong glance at President Suzuki, "If you are willing to sell it, I can raise the price a little more."

"President!"

The big guy said anxiously, "The Egg of Memory is a Russian product. Instead of selling it to such a short-sighted black marketeer, it would be better to donate it to our country and have it preserved by our Russian Art Museum!"

Maori blinked in confusion, and it took him several seconds to realize that the big guy was right. What he meant was that he hoped the Suzuki Group would donate Easter eggs to them.

(As expected of a secretary of the Russian Embassy, ​​his face and behavior are so shameless, wow…)

When the art dealer heard the big guy's words, his face darkened instantly: "You said I have no taste?"

"Very good, it's more fun to take pictures of people than that egg."

The video writer Han Chuan, who was eager to see the world in chaos, chuckled and mocked the two, then turned his attention to the long-legged woman who was silent next to him, "You look like you have nothing to do with it, but logically speaking, you are a researcher on the Romanov dynasty, so you should want the egg more than anyone else, right?"

"Yes," the woman frowned and turned her head away, "but I don't have 800 million."

"Humph, that's true. Even I can only come up with 200 million."

A sum of money in the billions might seem exaggerated to ordinary people, but President Suzuki happened to be a person who only regarded the money as numbers. He had no intention of selling eggs at all. He said impatiently: "Anyway, let's talk about the eggs another day."

"No choice. I'll leave today."

The art dealers quickly and tactfully left the president's office - compared with President Suzuki's likes and dislikes, treasure transactions worth billions were simply not worth mentioning.

Chapter 79: Zhi Maoli's clever plan, and poor Kidd was sniped

After the art dealers left, Secretary Nishino walked into the president's office carrying a wooden box.

"President, I brought the eggs."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Put it on the table," President Suzuki nodded and greeted Maori and others, "Everyone, please take a seat."

"Can we see the egg?"

Xiaolan said in surprise.

"It doesn't look that good on the outside,"

Yuanzi waved her hand and said in a nonchalant tone, "I remember using it as a toy when I was a kid."

……

In the president's office, everyone sat together, looking forward to seeing Nishino display the Easter Egg.

A treasure worth over 800 million, which more than 99% of the people in this world may not even see once in their lifetime.

"This is the Emperor's Easter Egg?"

An emerald green egg with patterns all over its surface appeared in front of everyone, which was quite different from what they had imagined.

"It's not as beautiful as I imagined."

“It looks like an ostrich egg.”

President Suzuki smiled and let everyone watch. After asking Nishino to help pour coffee, he personally opened the eggshell lid, revealing a gold model of Emperor Nicola's family. A group of children gathered around the emperor and empress reading books, and the whole place was shining with gold.

"Actually, this egg has a very interesting mechanism."

President Suzuki took out a key and turned it on the Egg of Memories a few times. The golden model suddenly rose up, and the little emperor doll actually turned the pages of the book. The exquisite design was amazing.

"There is a record of this egg in the Romanov dynasty's documents," President Suzuki continued, "which translates to 'Egg of Memories'."

Maori knew about this egg when he was at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but at this moment he couldn't get rid of the image of a toy in his mind.

Is this kind of thing really worth 800 million?

"Is that a gem inside the egg?"

Conan asked, pointing at the things embedded in the eggshell.

"No, it's just glass."

"Glass?"

Xiaolan, who knew almost nothing about Russian history, was puzzled. "Isn't this a gift from the emperor to the queen? Why is there glass inlay?"

"Well," President Suzuki thought, "but when the 51st egg was being made, it was said that Russia was in financial trouble."

"Well……"

Maori stroked his chin and looked at the Egg of Memories.

He had no idea how much the Russian emperor liked the egg, and it didn't matter whether the egg was worth 800 million or not. The most important thing now was to prevent Kidd from stealing the egg.

I really don't know why Kidd, who has always been after gems, would take a fancy to an egg inlaid with glass.

"President Suzuki, what will happen to this egg next?"

Maori asked with concern.

If I could put it in his hands, I would make sure Kidd couldn't steal it...

"Of course, we, the police, will keep it for you!" Police Officer Ginzo Nakamori walked into the president's office with his superior, Shintaro Chaki, in a menacing manner.

"Officer Nakamori?"

"However," Officer Nakamori always looked bitter and resentful whenever he mentioned Kidd, his brows knitted together and his eyes were threatening, "The clock without a second hand reached the twelfth word. I still don't understand this sentence..."

Kazuha interrupted, "Could it be the 12th letter of the Japanese syllabary? That would make it four o'clock..."

Nakamori shook his head: "Kid's code shouldn't be that simple."

"Could that be the English alphabet?"

He Ye's guess made Xiaolan also guess, "The 12th letter of the English alphabet is L, which corresponds to the three o'clock on the watch!"

"Indeed, 3 a.m. is still before dawn, which matches the time period Kidd predicted!" Chamu Shintaro checked his watch and said solemnly, "It shouldn't be wrong!"

"Xiaolan, you figured it out before your uncle did, that's amazing!"

Sonoko patted Xiaolan on the shoulder and praised her.

"No la……"

Xiaolan was a little embarrassed - while He Ye was guessing the 50-character kana, she was guessing English letters, which was actually not technically difficult at all.

"..."

Maori frowned and said nothing.

……

Because it was still early as in the preview, Hattori, Conan and three other girls left the president's office and went shopping. Maori had no interest in shopping, but since President Suzuki had invited him, he stayed with him.

After all, he was entrusted with an assignment, and it was too embarrassing for him to hang out...

At dusk, it was the time period mentioned in Kidd's notice letter, but Maori still couldn't figure it out. There seemed to be no other explanation except Xiaolan's judgment.

"It's already this time."

President Suzuki looked at the watch on his hand, which was as valuable as the Egg of Memory, and said, "How about we go have a drink later?

Mr. Maori? I really want to hear your story of solving a crime! "