Chapter 19: True Art

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Uncle's series of actions made Xiaolan feel a little confused. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I took the letter from my uncle and looked at it, and I was a little puzzled.

"How could this man write in this way?"

"Hey, the devil knows."

Uncle still feels a little uncomfortable.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing similar to forced buying and selling is a little unhappy.

However, the other party gave all the money, and it was impossible to say that he didn't take a look.

Shouldn't the bank account number be published?

But to be able to find information about such an unknown detective, I don't know if the other party is lucky or unlucky.

"So Dad, what are you going to do? Do you want to go? ”

Xiaolan, who knew the general situation, asked.

According to her opinion, of course, she thinks she should go, after all, it is also a job, and the commission of 500,000 neon coins is enough for the family's expenses for a period of time.

At this time, Conan also came back, and he just heard Xiaolan's inquiry, which couldn't help but be a little strange.

"What's the matter, Sister Xiaolan, is there any case commission?"

Speaking of the case, Conan was inexplicably excited.

It's like being abstinent for a few years on an isolated island and finally seeing an old sow.

The uncle who thought of this metaphor was upset again.

"What's the matter with you, little ghost, go do your homework!"

The so-called Conan is actually the existence of an uncle's punching bag from time to time.

Having such a strange creature at home can be of some use at this time.

Conan is hehehehe.

Xiaolan explained to him what happened.

In this regard, Conan also thinks that it is better to go.

However, he didn't dare to express his opinion, the uncle seemed to be in a bad mood now, so it was better not to provoke the uncle.

The uncle naturally decided that he was going to go, and he couldn't collect the money and not do anything.

After making a decision, there was no too much entanglement.

Muttered and picked up the newspaper, and sat there and read it.

Conan also sat on the couch, taking out a mystery novel and admiring it.

Xiaolan looked at the two people who were eating and waiting to die and didn't do housework, and then looked at the time and found that it was still early.

So I invited the two of them to hang out together.

"Dad, Conan, let's go to the Rice Flower Art Museum together, I heard that a pair of medieval armor can move there."

"Medieval armor moves?"

Conan seemed a little interested.

But if you think about it, you're not interested in it.

Xiaolan was very interested, and when she heard the news on the way out of school, she thought about going to see it.

"I heard that two security guards saw it, the news has spread nearby, it seems to be very interesting, let's go there with the three of us, it's not very far anyway."

So, a girl who is obviously very afraid of some kind of ghosts and monsters, wants to see this kind of thing......

Is it because it's daylight?

Anyway, Uncle and Conan were not interested, and they both laughed "hahaha" when they heard this.

This made Xiaolan also become a little unhappy.

Is this laughing at her? This is definitely laughing at her!

However, Uncle and Conan quickly restrained their laughter, after all, it was not much fun.

"This must be the news fabricated by the art museum in order to attract customers, and they are all unscrupulous merchants!"

Before the crossing, I don't know how many marketing methods I have seen, just like that, the uncle said that he saw through the truth at a glance because of his wit.

Conan thought the same, he was a staunch atheist and didn't believe in the supernatural.

"That's right, Sister Xiaolan, which rumor is specifically designed to deceive children, don't believe it."

So he's obviously a child.

Xiaolan stared at Conan, a little depressed and unhappy.

Since he was deceiving a child, why didn't he see him being deceived? Isn't he a child?

Anyway, Uncle and Conan don't care about that.

After reading the news that I didn't care about, I got up and prepared to go downstairs to "work".

Conan also decided to do his homework.

And then......

"Bang!"

The corner of the iron-clad desk was smashed down with a punch.

Xiaolan clenched her fists and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"How? Do you want to come with me? ”

“……”

I've done it to this extent, and I can't go if I don't go.

So Uncle and Conan could only follow listlessly.

……

The Rice Flower Art Museum, in fact, is not very big, and it is not too famous.

The subject of the recent display is supposed to be some medieval objects, and most of them are foreign.

Xiaolan seemed to be very interested in this, and she was there alone to admire it.

Uncle and Conan were not interested, their expressions were similar, and they yawned synchronously.

Eating is more fun than watching it.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that there are not many guests in an art museum of Nuoda, except for the three of them, they are all some staff.

And those staff also took down some paintings and the like, and I don't know if it was daily maintenance or what.

At this time, an old man named Ochiai came over and chatted with Xiaolan.

Then I came over and chatted with my uncle, and it seemed that he should be a very talkative person.

"Sir, don't you seem to be interested in any of this, don't you like art?"

He asked.

I don't know if it's an idea, or just a chat.

But when it comes to art......

Uncle suddenly laughed, and the smile ......

It's the kind that everybody knows.

"I prefer that kind of popular art, and I don't like this kind of art that a few people who call themselves elites, because you must know that art comes from life, and if it is separated from life, these are not art."

"Oh? What kind of art do you like? ”

Director Ochiai seemed very interested.

Maybe it's because of the art in my uncle's mouth, or maybe it's because of something else.

And the uncle smiled "ahaha".

glanced at it and found that Xiaolan didn't care about this side, only Conan was beside her.

Then he answered.

"I prefer adult, action, love, education, documentary, and art films."

"Adult action love education documentary art, film?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The uncle smiled "hey, hey, hey".

That kind of film, adults are sure, there is action, there is love, of course there is education, it can also be regarded as a documentary, and it is also an art film.

Even if you change the plot, even if you add tags such as zombies, magic, fairytales, ancients, and war, you can do it.

This is the culmination of art, a well-deserved uncrowned king.

"I see, it is...... It's a popular art. ”

Ochiai seems to be smiling as well.

and the uncle tacitly glanced at each other.

Then the two of them laughed "ahahaha", looking like they had met a confidant, and they talked happily, and they almost didn't go to find a place to appreciate those so-called arts.

In this regard, of course Conan is hehehe, he doesn't know anything, even if he hasn't seen it, he's heard of it, no matter what, his body is also a high school student, and it's still taught in physiology class.

At the end of the day, Neon's high school students......

Xiaolan didn't go astray, that's really good.

"Kuwata!"

Ochiai, who was discussing art with his uncle, suddenly let out a loud roar that startled the uncle.

When I looked closely, I saw that Ochiai was yelling at a man, who was a staff member here, preparing to take a painting off the shelves.

"How many times have I said that you have to wear gloves when working with your work? You don't have a brain, do you? ”

"Ahh

The man named Kuwata hastened to apologize.

The uncle took a closer look and found that he was indeed not wearing gloves.

Such a person is probably very unconcerned about these works of art, and I don't know how such a person was chosen to come in and do things in the first place.

On the other hand, it can be seen that Ochiai cares a lot about the works here, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an artist.

Of course, it's different from an art like an uncle.

Wakuta was beaten down and then driven away, leaving Ochiai in charge of a man named Iijima.

The uncle didn't care too much, after all, it had nothing to do with him, although he and Ochiai were very talkative.