"Wow! What a beautiful painting! Looking at the various styles of medieval paintings, Xiaolan exclaimed excitedly.

"......" Conan looked at a pile of bizarre paintings made up of various strange patterns, and the corners of his eyebrows began to twitch. What the hell is this! ”

Mori Kogoro on the side of the "......" had a rare sense of recognition and looked at Conan approvingly.

"It's great that you like the artwork."

At this time, an old man with a long beard came over, heard Xiaolan's approval, and said with a kind smile, "No, I should say that I like all the artworks here, just like my children, they are so cute!" ”

"May I ask what ...... you are," Xiaolan looked at the old man with a gray beard in surprise.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's rude," the old man introduced himself, "I'm the curator here, and my surname is Ochiai, hello!" ”

"It turned out to be Mr. Curator!" Xiaolan said with a smile.

"Okay, please take your time." Director Ochiai was about to walk away, but he heard a click, and when he turned his head, it turned out to be an employee disassembling the paintings on the wall.

"Kuwada! What are you doing! Director Ochiai yelled angrily, "You must wear gloves when handling works, have you forgotten?!" ”

"Ah, I'm sorry." Looking down at his hand, Kuwata apologized.

"You don't have to do it," Director Ochiai was still angry, "Iijima, I'll leave it to you here." He said to another staff member.

"Okay." Iijima replied.

"......" Wata turned and walked away, and the moment he turned around, a trace of resentment flashed.

"It's still the same as usual, there are very few people!" An annoying voice came from the doorway, and Conan and the others couldn't help frowning.

"Boss Manaka." Director Ochiai turned his head and said with a slight stiffness.

"It's going to be closed in a few days, so please take care of it," a fat man appeared beside the crowd, and his tone was very annoying, "take good care of these broken brass and iron!" He turned his head, "Designer, bring me the blueprints!" ”

"......" Director Ochiai did not speak.

"Is this going to disappear soon?" Xiaolan asked worriedly.

“…… Oh, yes! Director Ochiai was silent for a moment, and then said, "The previous boss was not allowed to sell the museum to Manaka because of the collapse of the company. ”

"The previous boss sold the museum to him because the boss promised to continue to open the museum!" Iijima, an employee, said angrily, "But not long after he bought it, this place will be converted into a restaurant!" ”

"Dangchang!" While everyone was talking, the employee named Watada dropped the helmet of the medieval armor he was carrying to the ground and made a loud noise.

"This man is being rough with art again," Conan thought to himself.

"You're Wata, aren't you? I've heard about you, you still need to hurry up and make money! Hahahahaha! After Manaka finished speaking, he left laughing.

"Damn!" Wata, who had just picked up the helmet, angrily slammed the helmet into the car carrying the armor, and there was another loud bang.

"Here we go again!" Conan was ready for the curator to be angry again, "Uh, strange? He found that Director Ochiai hadn't said a word, so he turned and walked away.

"Obviously I was so angry just now......" Conan looked at the curator's back strangely. I always feel that the situation of this scene is familiar, but I can't remember anything. He couldn't help but frown.

Next, they walked through the earth, the sky, and the sea one after another, and when they saw these artworks, Conan and Kogoro began to understand the meaning of the artworks.

"Strange?" When she walked around the corner, Xiaolan saw a sign, "No entry?" There's a room here! She looked at the atlas in her hand and said strangely.

"Forget it," said Kogoro Maori, impatiently, "let's go somewhere else." ”

An hour later.

"I can't do it! Sister Lan, let's go home! Conan and Kogoro slumped in their chairs, looking at the red sun hanging outside, not wanting to move.

"I'm hungry." Kogoro is also tired.

"You two are really inferior!" Xiaolan stuck her waist in, still looking full of vitality, "It's just a few turns!" Ay! She suddenly noticed the corner, "The no-entry sign is gone!" Let's go inside and have a look! ”

“…… Huh! Conan and Kogoro looked tired.

"You can go home if you want!" Seeing this, Xiaolan said, "However, you can cook your own dinner today!" Oh hehehehehe! She let out a Queen's laugh.

“…… That's bad! "By Conan and Kogoro Mori with fire in their eyes.

Hell room.

"This room is so dark!" Xiaolan said as she walked.

"Because this is the exhibition room of hell!" Conan was interesting to watch.

"Wow! What a big painting! "I marveled at a painting that was almost a man tall.

The painting depicts a knight in armor, covered in blood, with his back to the crowd. In front of him was a demon pierced in the heart by a sword.

"This is a real hell map!" Kogoro also said in surprise.

"......" Conan felt a hint of foreboding, as if there was something in the dark, which made people feel extremely depressed, as if there was still some sound......

"The name of this painting is Heavenly Punishment." Xiaolan was still looking at the painting with great interest, "It's about the story of the righteous knight who sealed the demon." ”

“…… Wrong! "Conan finally heard, the sound that was like nothing!

"Tick ...... Tick"

“！” Conan jerked his head back, only to see a horrific scene.

Blood!

Blood everywhere!

Just behind the painting of Heavenly Punishment, the wallpaper was already stained with dark red liquid, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out with the shattering of the human body, and the two sides were stained red. The dripping blood accumulated on the ground into a pool of blood, setting off the Hell Pavilion with a bloody color, and the long sword passed through the heart, nailing the whole body to the wall, and the hideous and terrifying expression on his face before death was like a demon.

"Boss Manaka!" After seeing the fat body and hideous face clearly, Xiaolan couldn't help but let out a piercing scream.

Conan's mind was in chaos right now, and his entire brain exploded like thunder.

"If a person kills a person who wants to destroy it all for his own selfish desires for the sake of his dreams, the protection of his life, or even his own beliefs, will you stop him?"

Kill someone who wants to ruin it all for their own selfish desires.

Kill someone who wants to ruin it all.

Kill someone who ruined it all.

Go kill someone.

"Could it be...... Is it really you, Charlotte? ”

Under the bloody sun, the boy muttered.