Black Gate Club.

"It's a strange city."

Oliver stands in front of the city's floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking Ginza, overlooking Tokyo.

The other members of the Black Gate have left, and now there are only three directors left.

"I'm going to Tokyo Tower, Sky Tree, Disney, Sensoji Temple, ......"

Dorothy still tugged at Alice's collar and shook it around.

"What did you find?"

Alice ignored her and was talking to Oliver.

"I have access to the intelligence of the underworld in London, thanks to the hermits who lurk in the shadows of the city, the aborigines who live in the cracks of the eaves......"

Oliver pushed open the window, and a raven flew in, landed on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

"But in this city, some of them have lost touch with me......"

"Speak human words."

"Well, I can't contact the rats in this city, they seem to have another master, and I can't intervene."

"Will it be troublesome?"

"The pervasive rat is the core eyeliner in the city, and if there were only crows, my control over the city would be much lower."

Oliver let go of the crow on his shoulder and turned to look at Alice.

"Do you know something?"

"No, I don't know."

Alice shook her head almost without hesitation.

"You're a time-dependent, you can ask for silence."

"No, not recently."

Alice shook her head in refusal.

Oliver frowned slightly, he sensed the meaning of Alice's words, it was not that he didn't know, he couldn't know, she knew where those rats might be, but she couldn't tell him, but why?

"Well, I'll think of other ways, I hope there are enough stray cats here."

Oliver spread his hands.

Alice nodded, then gestured to Dorothy, who was still tugging at her collar.

"Why did you call this thing too?"

Dorothy's eyes widened again.

"Huh? What do you call 'this thing'? I'm a great jade, don't ......."

Alice pressed Dorothy's mouth, not wanting to hear her continue.

"Just in case, the power of the Emerald City might be used, and that's the worst outcome."

Oliver glanced at Dorothy.

"I hope I don't."

"Hopefully I'm more prepared."

"Hmm! Not! Hmmm......"

Dorothy protested.

……

The next day, the weekend, outside the Morishima Museum of Art.

Ueno-senpai parked the car and yawned.

"Isn't the senior's girlfriend gone yet?"

Su Qi looked at him and said.

"No, that woman has been at my house lately...... How do you know? ”

"Look you've been sleep deprived lately."

"Fat you! Stinky boy, it seems that I have to teach you how to respect your ancestors! ”

Ueno's senior glared, stretched out his arm and grabbed Su Qi's neck.

"Alas, don't ...... Wait a minute, you can see if the one at the entrance of the museum is the Morishima we're looking for. ”

Su Qi pointed out of the car, at the entrance of the art museum, there was a white-bearded old man, talking with people.

The old man's beard and hair are all white and delicate, he wears thick-framed glasses, and he is very restrained and fashionable, with the style of a literary old man.

When Ueno-senpai saw it, he flipped out the information and compared it with the photos.

"That's right, it's him, Masayuki Morishima, the owner of the Morishima Museum of Art, the honorary president of the Tokyo Oil Painting Collection Association, and the policyholder of this insurance."

"Look at his decent ......"

"This kind of person is not in the same circle as us."

Ueno-senpai picked up his camera and secretly took a few photos of Masayuki Morishima.

"Can we find out who he is?"

"I don't know, I'm not a private detective, but I've heard from friends in the lawyer's circle about it."

"This old Mr. Morishima often hires a lawyer?"

"Several of the lawyers I know have helped him in lawsuits."

"Ueno-senpai's network is really good."

"My peers are just classmates, let's go in and have a look."

"Won't you be recognized?"

"He should have dealt with lawyers in the past two days, didn't the lawyer Nikaido say that more than one law firm took the job."

As he spoke, Ueno-senpai opened the car door, got out of the car with Su Qi, and entered the art museum.

……

"I'm sorry sir, but we can't bring pets into the museum."

The manager of the art museum stopped a young man holding a white cat.

"Seventh uncle, they said they wouldn't let the stinging enter."

"What's the point? Do you know that I'm a side! ”

The hot-tempered little old man slammed his sunglasses and spoke like a gangster.

The manager was a little frightened, he didn't know where this person came from, he couldn't understand it if it wasn't Japanese, and when he was about to call the security guard, Director Morishima came.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jin Qi, he has been in this circle for a short time and doesn't know you."

Curator Morishima smiled and played a round game, telling the manager to dodge first, and this troublesome guest asked him to come and receive him.

"And the descendants of the family are really not born!"

The seventh uncle is playing a lot of big names, which means that 'the current offspring is really ignorant', and he is burying the manager.

Director Morishima didn't care, and still took him to see the paintings on display in the museum.

After a display case, Su Qi saw this scene, took a picture with a camera, and asked the senior Ueno next to him:

"Ueno-senpai, who is that? Morishima seemed to be very polite to him. ”

"How can I know this, I don't know the collection circle, probably a well-known person in the circle......"

"That person's name is Jin Qi, a legendary comprador from Kowloon, who is quite famous in the collection circle, and he has obviously missed the collection entrusted to him to buy and sell."

A voice suddenly interjected into the conversation between the two, startling.

Su Qi turned around and was stunned when he saw the person who spoke.

"Mr. Andersen, why are you here?"

"There is an oil painting salon here today, I received an invitation, and I happened to see you at the door, so I came with me."

Su Qi was stunned for a long time, and then remembered that Mr. Andersen's identity was still a collector, and the first time he saw him was at the auction he hosted.

"Your friend?"

"The seniors of the law firm are here to work today, and the seniors of Ueno, this is ...... I met by chance at a festival at a shrine before.,It's also a collector.。 ”

"Hello."

"Hello."

The two politely shook hands.

Su Qi suddenly remembered and asked:

"Monsieur Andersen, do you know about oil painting collections?"

"What? How can I help? ”

"That's ......"

Su Qi told Mr. Hans Christian Andersen the details of the insurance claim case of the Morishima Art Museum.

"I understand, I suspect that it is a loan for the theft of artworks...... In this way, I give you an address and go there to find this person, who is an expert in this area. ”

Hans Christian Andersen wrote down an address to Su Qi.

……