Boss Manaka threw down the taunt and turned away.

Xiaolan keenly grasped the point, and worriedly asked if Ochiai would really go out of business here, and then she got an affirmative answer, as well as a series of detailed explanations.

The matter is actually quite simple, that is, affected by the financial crisis, the previous boss's company went bankrupt and sold the museum to the boss of Manaka.

The owner of Manaka had promised to continue to run the museum, but as soon as the things arrived, he immediately blew up his promise and said that he would turn this long-lost art museum into a hotel.

There are actually a lot of people in the world who go back on their word. However, although the breach of contract is disgusting, since it has not been implemented in the contract, Manaka is paying for the museum with one hand and delivering the goods with the other. Now he was tortured to death when he renovated his house...... How to put it, it's a bit miserable.

…… This story teaches us to be honest.

Bai Shu took out his small notebook, and while thinking, he raised his hand to fan himself, this art museum is really boring, and the experience is not very good.

When the two humans finish hurting each other, hurry up and solve the case, and then go back and treat yourself to a cup of double ice sour plum soup.

I was trying to make my day clear, when a voice suddenly came from under my feet, "Is there something wrong with that person?" ”

"Huh?" , Bai Shuyi lowered his head and found that Conan looked at him, and then followed his line of sight to Boss Manaka with a puzzled look in his eyes.

The corner of Bai Shu's eyes jumped, this kid seemed to have panicked once on the boat before, and the back was a little broken jar, and his reasoning didn't shy away from him very much.

Can't I lift the knife...... Shiraki fell into deep thought.

Conan didn't get a response for a long time, looked up at him, only to find that the thing was in a daze again, and the look that alerted him just now naturally disappeared.

"......", Conan raised his hand and shook it twice in front of him, but got no response, sighed, turned his head and left. Forget it, it's definitely an illusion.

Although the boss of Manaka does not look like a good person, he can live a nourishing life in the financial crisis, and he still has money to buy an art museum, how can he be classified as a "winner in life".

But Bai Shu looked at him just now, and he didn't know why, as if he was a little pity.

Moreover, if his observation is correct, it seems that it is not the first time that Bai Shu has looked at others with such inexplicable eyes, and the people he has seen before ......

Conan stared blankly at his hand, and after a while, his middle finger curled slightly, his thumb went up, and he made an unconscious gesture,

At the same time, he couldn't help but have an absurd thought in his heart: could anyone really rely on divination to get information that was impossible to get?

"Conan, what's wrong?" , A face suddenly came over in front of him, Xiaolan squatted in front of him, and pinched his middle finger suspiciously, "What are you doing here?" Do your fingers hurt? ”

Conan came back to his senses, he shrunk his arm and scratched his head, "Haha, no." ”

…… Impossible.

Believe in science!

There are traces of all truths, and those "traces" ...... Anyway, it can't be calculated by pinching your fingers.

Either it's a coincidence, or Shiraku's observation power has really reached an amazing point.

Could he be the kind of person who hides deeply?

Conan looked back at the white tree, the other party was yawning, leaning against the wall, with an expression of "I'm so sleepy, when can I go home after watching it", and he couldn't see the shadow of the big guy.

…… It's a coincidence.

Conan stared at his hand for a while, slapped himself, put his little hand in his pocket, and followed Xiaolan.

Director Ochiai's anger and the ridicule of Boss Manaka are just a small episode. It looks vigorous, but for passers-by, the lethality is just like that.

Xiaolan's mood was low for a while, and she quickly re-immersed herself in the exhibits.

Following the order of the exhibition hall, after visiting the Sky Exhibition Hall, the Earth Exhibition Hall, and the Ocean Exhibition Hall, several people followed the map to find the next exhibition hall.

After walking to the staircase according to the picture, there is a sign on the road on the right, "Non-staff, no entry".

"Strange, is the map misprinted?" , Xiaolan looked at the map, looked at the road again, and was a little puzzled.

Maori Kogoro took the opportunity to slip away, "Forget it if you don't, let's go back quickly." ”

"Huh." Xiaolan raised her face from behind the map and glanced at him coldly, "There is also the second floor." ”

"......", when a girl goes shopping, perseverance is really terrifying.

After walking around the second floor, it took nearly an hour.

After descending the stairs to the first floor, Kogoro Mori sat down on the sofa at the top of the stairs, not wanting to move, "I'm so hungry." ”

Conan didn't say he was hungry, but his stomach was rumbling loudly, and he rolled his dead fish eyes to look at Xiaolan, "Sister Xiaolan, let's go back." ”

"You're useless." , Xiaolan ignored them, she noticed the familiar fork in the road behind her, "Eh, isn't this the place where the notice board was put just now, why is the sign missing...... Am I misremembering? ”

"That's right, this side leads to the fourth pavilion on the first floor." , Bai Shu had actually sensed the performance point dozens of meters away, and he quietly hinted at it.

Xiaolan really took the bait in seconds, "It's rare to come here, let's go and have a look!" ”

"......", seeing her slip past, Mori Kogoro and Conan stood up resentfully and followed.

This is the last exhibition hall beyond the sky, the sea, and the earth - the Hell Exhibition Hall.

As soon as you enter, two murderous axes hang above your head, and on the left and right are rows of knights' armor with a metallic sheen.

The light in the exhibition hall was very dark and the atmosphere was gloomy, but fortunately it was a group of four people, if there was only one person, maybe they would not dare to cross this threshold.

After walking a few steps, a huge oil painting on the wall next to it attracted the attention of several people.

The painting is seven or eight meters high, and the protagonist on it is a knight half drowned in a pool of blood, and he is silently walking deeper into the pool of blood with his head down.

On the cliff behind him, a sharp knight's sword pierced the neck of a demon, nailing it to the broken wall.

The three of them gathered together to look at the painting, and when Shiraki glanced at the painting, he couldn't help but turn his head and his gaze fell on the wall behind him.

It's like a low-profile version of an oil painting – on the walls of the exhibition hall, there is also a person nailed there.

The man's mouth was wide open, covered in blood, and the blood was still dripping down the corners of his clothes.

It's the real boss.

His soul collapsed in a pool of blood at his feet, and he looked up at the body stupidly.

After rubbing back two more steps, feeling that the distance was almost over, Bai Shu raised his hand slightly.

The soul was sucked in and hit his palm, turned his head to look at him, and continued to be confused.

Holding the performance points firmly in his hands, Bai Shu's mood relaxed a lot.

He took one last look at the corpse and turned to the Maori Kogoro, "Maori-sensei, there seems to be something over there." ”

"What?" , and the remaining three turned around together.

Xiaolan vaguely saw something hanging on the wall over there, but the room was too dim for her to see clearly.

I was about to take two steps over there and take a closer look, when suddenly my hand tightened and I was pulled by Conan. Xiaolan lowered her head in surprise, and found that Conan looked solemn, and her little hands were clenched tightly.

Only Maori Kogoro was left alone, he not only took a few steps forward, but also turned on the flashlight, shone it, and then looked at the miserable corpse, stunned on the spot.