Suzuki Museum of Modern Art.

President's Office.

"Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Maori." Shiro Suzuki, who had a slightly round figure, immediately stood up with a smile when he saw everyone walking in, "Thank you for coming from afar!" ”

"Where, where!" Mori Kogoro smiled, a look of pride in his eyes.

"Who are these two......?" President Suzuki looked at Hattori and Kazuha who were following Kogoro suspiciously.

"What about the two of them, it's Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha!" The garden on the side hurriedly introduced, "Dad, Hattori is a famous high school detective in Osaka!" ”

"Oh? That's great! Shiro Suzuki was overjoyed when he heard this, "Then I will leave this matter to you." ”

"Wrap it up on me! Old man! Hattori said with a big grin, and Conan, who was watching on the side, couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"What did you say?" Maori Kogoro couldn't help frowning after hearing this, "Stinky boy, you actually called Suzuki the old man?" ”

"It's okay, Mr. Maori." President Suzuki laughed, "I'll introduce you to you." This is the First Clerk of the Russian Ambassador, Siru Ovchinnikov. ”

"Hello." Siru Ovchennikov said in a slightly strange Japanese.

"This is Mr. Qianjiangyi." Chairman Suzuki pointed to the small-eyed middle-aged man sitting next to Mr. Xiru and said, "Art dealer." ”

The middle-aged man on the side waved his hand to everyone.

"As for this one," Shiro Suzuki pointed to the young man sitting on the other side, "it's Mr. Ryu Kankawa, a freelance video writer who applied to take pictures of Egg of Memories." ”

"Please advise." The young man in the fashionable dress smiled wickedly.

Conan frowned, the smile made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"The last one is the Roman Dynasty researcher Pu Si Qinglan." Mr. Suzuki said with a smile as he pointed to the last young woman in a red cheongsam.

"Hello." The woman stood up and bowed.

"Cheongsam ......," Conan whispered thoughtfully.

Behind everyone, Mr. Nishino's eyes flashed.

"So," after the introductions, Mori Kogoro was the first to speak, "what is the value of the Easter eggs they identify?" ”

"Eight hundred million." The cadre on the side slowly spoke.

"Eight...... 800 million?! ”

Everyone, including Conan, was stunned.

"This ...... Even if it's a golden egg studded with diamonds, I'm afraid it won't cost 800 million, right? The corners of Conan's mouth twitched slightly, and for the first time he felt the power of money.

Anyway, Charlotte seems to have a lot of dollars in his account, right? Conan muttered to himself, I didn't see how he spent money? Why did he keep all that money?

"If you're willing to sell, I can raise the price again." Mr. Qian's words were not shocking, and he was endless.

"President!" Mr. Xilu on the side was anxious, "The Emperor's Easter Egg is a Russian thing!" It is better to sell it to this kind of black market without vision, and send it to us Russian art museum. ”

"Send?" Conan almost laughed out loud, people gave 800 million, and you asked to send it?

"You say I don't have vision?" Mr. Qian was furious and stood up, but Mr. Xilu was not afraid at all, and the two immediately argued.

"Yes, yes!" Han Chuan on the side didn't know when a camera appeared in his hand, and looked at the messy crowd with a strange smile, "It's more fun to shoot people than to shoot that egg!" Then he turned his head to Pu Siqinglan beside him, "You don't care about yourself, it stands to reason that you are a researcher of the Roman Dynasty, and you should want to get this egg more than anyone else, right?" ”

"Yes......" The woman lowered her head, her short hair blocking her expression, "But I don't have 800 million yuan ......"

"That's right," Han Chuan put down the camera in his hand, "Even I only managed to get 200 million." ”

"It seems that everyone is eyeing this egg!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Conan's mouth, "If Charlotte is here, I'm afraid I'm going to sigh at this group of guys again, right?" ”

Hattori glanced around everyone with a smile, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"Gone?"

"About that egg...... President Suzuki frowned, "We'll talk about that another day." ”

"I see." Mr. Siru was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, "Okay, I'll take my leave today." ”

As soon as Xilu got up and left, everyone also got up to say goodbye.

"President, I've brought the eggs." Just as everyone walked out of the room, a voice suddenly came from the door, and Mr. Nishino walked into the room, holding a box in his hand.

"Huh?" Conan was stunned, this guy wasn't ...... just now

"Good work!" Shiro Suzuki commanded, "Put it on the table!" You may be seated. ”

"Wow!" Xiaolan exclaimed excitedly, "Can we see that egg?" ”

"It doesn't look good on the outside!" Yuan Zi waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "When I was young, I used it as a toy." ”

Toy? Conan smiled bitterly, Miss!

President Suzuki opened the box of eggs, and suddenly, an ellipsoidal object appeared in everyone's sight.

The egg is green, slightly larger than the palm of the hand, and is carved with gold and silver patterns, which looks strange and unusual. However, there is nothing particularly special about it.

"This is the Emperor's Easter Egg?" Xiaolan looked at the big green egg curiously.

"It's not as beautiful as I imagined." Hattori is even more straightforward.

"Like ostrich eggs." He Ye pouted, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This ......" Conan's heart moved as he looked at the thin golden thread in the middle, "Can you open it?" ”

"yes, you know that!" Shiro Suzuki looked at Conan with a smile, and twisted his hand casually, revealing the golden statue inside, "This is a model of Emperor Nicola's family, all made of gold." ”

"Wow!" Everyone froze when they heard this.

"It's incredible!" Hattori's mouth opened wide.

"There's an interesting trick to this egg." Shiro Suzuki took out the key and twisted it lightly on a small hole.

I saw that the model of the emperor's family, which had been quietly staying below, slowly rose, and the pages of the book in the hand of the emperor himself in the middle slowly opened and moved by himself, forming a scene of family reunion and appreciating books together.

"Huh?" Hattori exclaimed, "That's interesting!" ”

"There are records of the interior of this egg in the ancient sources of the Pharaohs," said Shiro Suzuki, "and it is because of these records that we can be sure that this egg is genuine."

"Is the egg of memories translated from Russian to English?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

"The Russian word is Mospomeminianer, and when translated into Japanese, it is memory." Chairman Suzuki replied with a smile.

"But," Conan said suddenly, in his childish voice, "why does flipping through a book represent memory? ”

"Stupid!" Maori Kogoro pursed his lips, "The emperor called the children over to read together, and this event represents their good memories." ”

"Is it a gem that sparkles inside the egg?" Xiaolan looked at the egg carefully, like a curious baby, and the corners of Conan's mouth flashed with a smile.

"No, it's just glass." Surprisingly, Shiro Suzuki replied.

Kindness? Conan was stunned, the emperor's gift to the empress, how could he use glass?