"Ouch...... I'm an old bone......"

"Sister Xiaolan, let's go back, I'm so tired......"

"I feel like I'm already a salted fish......"

On the couch of the museum, Mori, Conan, and Hawk are lying there motionless like three dried salted fish. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You're so useless, you don't even feel tired!"

Looking at the three people standing up on the sofa, Yuan Zi couldn't help but show a look of disdain.

"That's right, Dad, you only came halfway!

Xiaolan couldn't help but glance at Maori who was shouting over there with disgust.

"You don't understand, it's called tiredness. Even if my body can still move, my heart, which has become a salted fish, can no longer be directed......"

"Tired fart! You're the most grinding along the way, even the Conan kids are walking faster than you!"

"Eh, people don't want to move......"

The eagle arrow, who was pulled by the collar of the garden, twisted his body twice and made a greasy sound.

"Oh! it's disgusting, are you a man or not!"

Yuan Zi suddenly felt goosebumps, and couldn't help but let go of him immediately, ran to the side and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

"Oh, Eagle Arrow, you're enough!" Xiaolan glared at him angrily, "Dad, Conan, you're getting better!"

"Huh...... We also want to be a salted fish quietly......"

Maori and Conan took a look at the eagle arrow, who continued to hold the corpse, and began to discard the festival and play the scoundrel.

"Bang!" At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly exploded in the ears of the three of them, making the three of them instantly bounce up from the sofa as if they had put on a spring. In the blink of an eye, the marble floor had cracked at some point. And at the center of the rift, a slender but destructive fist was silently thrust in.

"Do you remember, do you still want to continue making salted fish?" said Xiaolan as she looked at them with a smile.

"I suddenly feel like I have my dream again!

"Oh, my old waist seems to have suddenly improved at this moment, Xiaolan, let's go home!"

"Eun, Sister Xiaolan, let's go!"

It was as if thorns had grown on the originally comfortable sofa in an instant, and the three of them instantly moved their butts away from the sofa, and then suddenly ran to the side and started stretching as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Because the three of them know very well that if they don't squeeze out a little vitality at this moment, they will really die as a salted fish in a while, and the humanoid Gundam will definitely do what it says......

And Uncle De and the garden on the side have long been out of sight.

"Speaking of Xiaolan, you broke the floor of the art museum, will people want us to accompany you?"

Looking at this beautiful marble floor, Maori felt a pain in his flesh, this piece is worth his wine money for several months, right?

"Hmph, anyway, this art museum is going to be renovated into a hotel by the real boss, and these floors may have to be dug up and reinstalled, so I can be regarded as saving some effort for other decorators!" Xiaolan snorted nonchalantly.

"Wow, it's worthy of Xiaolan, who has a good family education, you can say such logical words, admire and admire!"

"Huh, do you have any opinions, Hawkarrow?" the Humanoid Gundam glanced at him, and his eyes seemed to glow crimson.

"No, no, how could it be, I wouldn't dare to lend me a few guts!"

The other party's state is obviously already violent, and if this is a punch, it is not a joke. Eagle Arrow doesn't think his ribs are much harder than the marble floor over there, and he can't dent it if he gets punched?

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" Xiao Lan glanced at him angrily, then turned her head to look at the aisle on the side, and couldn't help but show a look of confusion, "Hey, wasn't there a sign prohibiting entry here?"

"Maybe it's been tidied up," the garden said, pulling out a tourist brochure, "and the hell we've never been to before." ”

"Eh, in that case, let's go in and have a look!" Xiaolan couldn't help but say excitedly.

"Ah, I still want to go~" The three of them suddenly let out a wail, where did this woman get such good energy?

"The soles of my shoes are about to wear out......"

"I'm blistering on the soles of my feet......"

"My addiction to cigarettes seems to be ...... again"

The three of them immediately gave their reasons, hoping that she would be able to retract this cruel offer. However, the humanoid Gundam only turned back slightly, and the fluctuation of killing intent that flashed in his eyes quickly caused the three of them to swallow back what they had not finished speaking.

[Why did you let her learn karate at that time......] Mori Kogoro deeply regretted.

In the end, the three of them were forced by the obscenity of the Gundam and stood at the door of this hell.

"Wow, this exhibition hall is different from other exhibition halls, it's so dark!" said the garden, as he walked.

"After all, it's hell, so you have to create some atmosphere—huh?" Takaya, who was yawning, suddenly paused on the other side.

"Well, what's wrong with you?" said the garden curiously when he saw the eagle arrow that suddenly stopped.

"Am I being too careful? Or is this hellish atmosphere too good?"

Taking a few deep breaths as if uncertain, Takaya sniffled his nose and frowned a little solemnly.

"Old man thinks that this is probably not your delusion, young master. Because, the old decay also smells. ”

Uncle De, who had been quietly watching them silently from the beginning, also pushed his glasses at this moment and walked to the side of Eagle Ya.

"What do you smell?" Xiaolan and Conan, who were walking in front, couldn't help but look back curiously.

"Don't you smell the thick smell of blood in the air?" said Hawkya, frowning.

"W-what?" "Blood, blood?" Hearing Eagle's words, everyone couldn't help but change their faces.

"I'll go check it out first!" said Taka as he changed his previous lazy appearance and strode forward.

"Eh, wait......" The garden shook for a moment, and was about to catch up with him.

"Oh yes, Garden, Xiaolan, you can stay here. At this moment, the eagle arrow in front of him suddenly turned his head and said to them, "With such a thick smell of blood, I believe that it is definitely not a comfortable scene inside." ”

"This ...... Hearing his words, Yuan Zi and Xiaolan couldn't help but pause. By the time he came to his senses, the man had already disappeared into the darkness. Also disappeared, along with Maori and Conan.

"Miss Maori, Miss Suzuki, let's wait here as the young master said!"

Uncle De did not chase the eagle like Maori and Conan, but chose to stay here and accompany the two ladies.

"That guy actually ran away without permission, what if the bad guy is still inside!" Yuan Zi muttered a few words to himself, then stomped his foot and gritted his teeth, "No, I'll go with you too!"

"Well, Yuanzi, wait for me, I'll go too!" Xiaolan couldn't help but follow, muttering as she ran, "Forget about Dad, why didn't even Conan go with him!

Looking at the two ladies who were gradually running away, Uncle De couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and slowly followed.

However, when Yuan Zi and Xiaolan ran into the depths of hell, the courage that had supported them to take steps just now instantly dissipated. As Eagle Ya said, what was in front of them was definitely not a comfortable scene.

On the dark gray wall, a cruel and showy blood flower bloomed. And in the very center of the blood flower, a corpse was brutally pierced through the throat by a sword, nailed to the wall, casually like a painting nailed to the wall by a thumbtack.

......Seeing this cruel scene, Yuan Zi suddenly felt that his face turned pale, his steps were weak, and he couldn't stand still.

Although the scene of Katsuhiko Minagawa before also made her nervous, after all, she didn't die directly, and her appearance was not very miserable, so the garden didn't feel too much. But now it is different, not only have she seen such a cruel and painful death, but her nose is also filled with an extremely strong smell of blood, which almost makes her unearthed. As a pampered eldest lady, where has the garden experienced this kind of scene before, and it is already considered a strong psychological quality if she didn't faint directly.

"I told you not to come with me, but you didn't listen......"

At this moment, Yuan Zi felt that his shoulders were being held up, and the whole person was also turned around, facing away from the corpse.

"I'm not worried about you yet...... Hmm!"

Hearing the sigh in his ear, the garden couldn't help but feel a sense of grievance. Before she could finish complaining, an uncomfortable feeling came up again, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth immediately.

"Uncle De, you can help her out to rest first!" Eagle Ya shook his head helplessly, and then said to Uncle De over there.

"Yes, young master. Uncle De was very gentlemanly and put his arm around the garden, "Miss Suzuki, let's go out first!"

The garden is also known to his own family, and if he stays any longer, he may really vomit, so he didn't force it anymore and left with Uncle De.

"Huh?" After watching the garden leave, Eagle suddenly saw a huge painting. Before, because he was attracted by the smell of blood from the corpse, he completely ignored the existence of the painting opposite the corpse, until he turned around with the garden and Cai saw it.

It was a painting so large that it almost took over the walls, depicting a bloody knight slaying demons in hell.

Hawk frowned slightly, then turned to look at the corpse again.

"Symbolic killing...... Right?" Conan said at his feet.

"Well...... Heh, is it punished by heaven?" Eagle Ya nodded, then walked over to the painting and crouched down to look at the nameplate and introduction of the painting, and couldn't help but let out a sneer, "Do you really think you are a punishment knight?"

"And what about you, aren't you the same?" said Conan, looking at him quietly, with a little complication.

Takaya didn't answer.

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It was already ten minutes before the police arrived.

A cordon was set up at the scene, and idlers were forbidden to enter.

Although, at this point, there are no more idle people waiting in the museum.

"How's it going, are you feeling better?" said Hawkya, handing over a glass of hot milk, "No, here you are, it can calm your nerves." ”

Sitting on the sofa outside the crime scene, Yuanzi, whose face had not fully recovered his blood, nodded and took the milk in his hand.

"Drink a little and you'll be fine. Xiaolan was also with her, although she had been greatly impacted just now, but after all, she had already experienced a U-turn on the roller coaster before, and she was still a little more immune than the garden.

"Yes. Yuan Zi took a sip gently, and the warm feeling ran down his throat to his heart, and it seemed that it was really not so uncomfortable.

Seeing that the garden's face slowly returned to ruddy, Eagle Arrow couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Eagle Arrow-Brother, Officer Twilight, he's looking for you!" At this moment, Conan's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Yes, I'll come right over. ”

Takaya nodded, pulled up the cordon, and returned to the bloody and dark hell again.

Although the corpse had already been laid down, the large blood stain on the wall was still a little oozing.

"Officer Twilight, are you looking for me?" Taka couldn't help but walk over to Twilight, who was talking to Maori with a helpless expression.

"Oh, Hawkya-kun, you're here!" Hearing Hawkya's voice, Officer Twilight couldn't help but instantly put aside Maori and turned around, "I heard that you are the first person to discover the case, did you find any suspects at the scene?"

"Suspect or something, I really haven't ......seen it yet," Eagle Arrow couldn't help but scratch the back of his head, "Uncle should also know this, when we came in, the deceased was estimated to have been dead for a long time, and the prisoner was estimated to have run away long ago!"

"Well, it looks like no one has seen the killer......" Officer Twilight sighed.

"Officer, why bother to ask a person to confirm it, isn't there a camera over there?

Hearing Twilight's words, Takaya couldn't help but point to the camera hanging above her head with a blank expression.

"Ah, really, but is this camera still working?" said Officer Twilight curiously.

"After all, it's an art museum for anti-theft, so it's supposed to be open 24 hours a day, right?" Conan couldn't help but answer.

"Okay, let's get the museum staff to take us to see the surveillance footage!" Maori said excitedly.

"Hey, hey, I'm the police department!" Officer Twilight glared at him angrily.

A group of personnel went to the monitoring room and retrieved the surveillance video at that time.

"Hehe, this murderer must be a fool, he didn't even know there was a camera here!" Looking at the real boss who appeared on the surveillance screen, Maori couldn't help but sneer, "Sa, come out, let me see your sinful face clearly!"

"I don't think so, uncle. At this moment, Takagiya pointed to the wall on the screen, "These places are plastered with nameplates, but there are no corresponding paintings and artworks, presumably they were removed by the prisoners before, in order to protect them." This shows that the prisoner was an insider of the museum, and he was a very attentive person. I don't think such a person would be unaware that there would be a camera in this place, and he would be careless enough to reveal his true colors. ”

"What? Is it really done by insiders?" said Officer Twilight.

"One more thing," Hawkya approached the monitor and poked his finger at the medieval armor that stood behind the boss who seemed to be waiting for someone, "Did we just see this armor at the scene?"

As if verifying the words of the eagle arrow, the next second, the armored knight, who had been standing still, suddenly moved.

In the midst of everyone's stunned and even horrified eyes, the armored knight drew his long sword, jumped up, and slashed at the boss of Manaka, who didn't seem to be aware of it, and then killed him and brutally nailed him to the wall.

"This composition!" Maori exclaimed at the sight of the monitor.

"Sure enough, is it a symbol of killing people in imitation of that painting?" Taka couldn't help but frown.

"The painting?" asked Officer Twilight, curious.

"It's the painting that hung directly across from the victim, it's called Heavenly Punishment, and it's exactly like this scene!" Conan explained.

"Is that so...... Symbolizes murder......" Twilight couldn't help but turn her head to look at the picture, "However, the murderer is really bold, what if someone finds out wearing such armor?"

"Probably not, I remember that there was a no-entry sign at the door at the beginning of that hell, and now I think it must have been placed by the prisoners to prevent interference. If you're an insider, you should be able to do it easily!"

Taka couldn't help but think of the scene when she was dragged by Xiaolan and Yuan Zi to visit the art museum.

"Hey, little ghost, it should have been about half past eight in the evening, right?" Maori couldn't help but turn his head to him to confirm.

"It should be 8:26 to be exact, and I happened to look at the pocket watch at that time. Uncle De suddenly spoke.

"I see, the time shown on the monitor is 8:43, which means that between 8:26 and 8:43, if there is no alibi, it is the suspect!" Officer Twilight couldn't help but reason.

"Wait a minute, what is this?" At this moment, Conan's voice suddenly brought everyone's eyes back to the monitor screen.

"Don't mess with the monitor!" said Maori, snapping a chestnut at his head.

"Look," Conan pointed to the monitor just before Mori's Bursting arrived, "Boss Manaka seems to have discovered something?"

"Well, really!" Officer Twilight looked at the camera that Conan had let go of slowly, and couldn't help but wonder, "He picked up the pen, as if he had written something......?" The name of the prisoner?"

"The note...... It seems that he is still caught in his hands!" Maori couldn't help but stop bursting and carefully examine every detail.

"Mori-kun, no one touched that body before our police arrived, did they?" asked Twilight.

"In the name of my detective Mori Kogoro, Officer Twilight!" Mori couldn't help but salute him.

"Good!" Officer Twilight nodded, "Let's go to the scene!"

"Yes!" With Officer Twilight's order, a large group of people rushed to the scene of the crime.

"Eagle, do you think that boss really wrote the name of the prisoner?"

At the end of the crowd, Conan stood at Takaya's feet, habitually asking aloud.

"I don't think so, because if I were a prisoner, I would never give him a chance to write that name. Eagle Ya put his hands in his pockets, looked at the forensic officer who took the note in the hands of the corpse, and shook his head slightly, "And what makes me feel very strange is that in the surveillance screen just now, the boss of Manaka seems to have heard what the murderer said, and only then noticed the nameplate on the wall, and his surprised expression made me very worried." Personally, I think that this note is likely to be a trap deliberately set by the prisoner. ”

"Yes, I think so too," Conan couldn't help but nod his head when he heard Eagle's words, "Symbolizing murder, being able to treat this murder as such a perfect prisoner planned for a show, no matter how you think of it, you won't leave such a big flaw for yourself." ”

"This ...... It's!" At this time, Officer Twilight finally saw the note in the victim's hand, "Wa...... Wata?"

"Huh......? What are you calling me for?" Wata, who was standing at the back of the crowd, couldn't help but be startled.

"The victim has your name written on the slip of paper in his hand!" Officer Twilight walked up to him and placed the note across his eyes, "Is there anything you'd like to explain?"

"I ...... I don't know! No, it's none of my business!" Seeing his name written on the note, Watada was also confused.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have heard some rumors from the staff before...... It's right to say that you once stole art to sell it without permission, and it is said that there is still evidence in the hands of the real boss, so you kill him and destroy the evidence, right?"

As soon as he talked about this, Maori felt like he was thinking like he couldn't stop.

"No, no! I don't, it's not me!" Hearing Maori's accusation, Wata's anger was a little at a loss.

"Please follow us to the police station to explain the detailed scene!" Officer Twilight couldn't help but press the brim of his hat.

"So, I'm not ......," Wakuta was about to explain, but suddenly felt that someone was tugging on his tie.

turned his head, but saw Uncle De, dressed as a housekeeper, standing in front of him at some point, still holding his tie in his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing, stinky old man!" Watada instinctively grabbed Uncle De's collar.

"Hey, hey, let go!" Seeing this scene, Officer Maori and Officer Twilight on the side hurriedly wanted to pull away from the field.

"Well, the muscles are loose, and the strength is not good, at first glance, it is a long-term neglect of exercise. ”

However, Uncle De just shook his head, grabbed his hand, twisted it slightly, and easily fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Maori was fine, and Twilight over there almost fell out of her eyeballs.

What a master, this is!

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, in Xia Yuchai Yingya, is the prince of Yuchai Group, this is my housekeeper and bodyguard, Uncle De. ”

Saying this, Eagle Arrow couldn't help but walk to the side of Watian, who was being pressed to the ground by Uncle De, and squatted down with a smile.

"You, you, what do you want to do?" Wada struggled for a long time, but finally couldn't break free, and couldn't help but panic.

"Ah, it's nothing, I just wanted to ask Mr. Kuwata, you just took that armor during the day, is it heavy?"

"Bi ...... After all, it's an imitation, big, about 30 kilograms......"

"Ah, yes, by the way, Mr. Kuwata, how many pounds do you have?" asked Takaya continued.

"4, 48 kilograms, what's wrong?" said Wata, tremblingly.

"Officer Twilight, Wata's not a prisoner. ”

Takaya suddenly lifted Kurota's sleeve and pinched his forearm, then stood up and shook his head at Officer Twilight.

At the same time, Uncle De, who received the instructions, also let go of Kuwatian and helped him to his feet.

"Why, Hawkya-kun?" said Officer Twilight, confused.

"Because he can't lift the victim at all!" Hawkya shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the corpse lying there, "The preliminary estimate is that the victim weighed at least 80 kilograms, do you think this slender little arm can lift the prisoner with one hand and nail him to the wall like the surveillance does, or is it still on the basis of wearing 30 kilograms of armor?"

"This ......" looked at Kuwata's barely fleshy arms, and Officer Twilight couldn't force the words "he can".

"But, what about the piece of paper in the hand of the boss of Manaka?" Mori couldn't help but point to the note that said "Wata".

"That note should be a trap......"

"Trap?"

"yes, are there any other scribbles on that note?"

"Smear......ed marks? Hey, what's this?"

Twilight and Mori couldn't help but put their heads together, and after taking a closer look, their faces couldn't help but change.

Under the handwriting of "Watian", some hidden traces of alteration can be faintly seen, as if using a pen that cannot be written.

"Are these traces what the real boss really wants to express?" both Twilight and Mori exclaimed.

"That's right, I also found this ballpoint pen discarded by Boss Manaka at the scene!"

At this moment, Conan also ran out from the side, still holding a ballpoint pen in his handkerchief.

"Oh-oh, that's a great help, Conan!" Officer Twilight quickly took the pen, then pressed the refill and wrote it in his notebook, "Huh......? Isn't that what you can write?Takaya-kun, are you mistaken?"

With that, Officer Twilight couldn't help but hold up the notebook in front of Hawkya's eyes, and the notebook clearly left traces of a ballpoint pen, which was the same color and thickness as the "Kuwada" written on the paper.

"But, Officer Twilight, do you remember when you first got the pen?" Conan said with a grin.

"The scene when I got it......" Officer Twilight couldn't help but close his eyes and think for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!"

"Conan, are you sure you didn't touch the pen when you got it?"

Maori also thought of this verse, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Conan seriously.

"Well, Conan promises, he has never touched this pen!" Conan couldn't help but pretend to be a good child.

"That should be right, I don't think the real boss had the time to take back the nib of the pen at that time. ”

Takaya couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, and then pointed to Boss Manaka who was lying there.

"Yes, indeed, indeed. Twilight couldn't help but nodded, and then looked at the pen in his hand, "And, if you look closely, this pen is still a special pen made by the Rice Flower Art Museum, and sure enough, outsiders can't have it......"

"That's right, although there is no evidence yet, but with all the conditions and clues, the biggest suspect has surfaced. ”

Saying this, Eagle Arrow couldn't help but take a deep breath, and there was an indescribable feeling in his expression.

Conan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but push his glasses.

"Who is Eagle Ya-kun?"

However, Eagle Ya did not speak, but turned his head to look at Uncle De on the side.

"Is that you, old friend?"

Uncle De looked at Director Ochiai on the side and sighed helplessly.