The next morning, Rice Flower Town 5-chome, Maori house. "What? Medieval armor, which will walk around on its own? The voices of two men, one large and one small, were heard from the office building into the street.

"That's right! I heard that two guards saw it! There's already been a little commotion around here! Xiaolan was in the room, and some longed to tell Maori and Conan the gossip she had heard, "It seems to be quite interesting, let's go to the art museum together!" ”

"Poof...... Hahaha........." Maori and Conan couldn't help but laugh exaggeratedly.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiaolan asked with some confusion.

"I even believe this kind of nonsense, it can be seen that you haven't grown up yet!" Maori said with a smile.

"But someone really saw it........." Xiaolan argued.

"That's just a trick by the museum to attract customers!" Maori said with a shrug.

"That's right, sister, that's all a lie to a three-year-old child!" Conan was also on the side to mend the knife.

The two men finished laughing, one said he wanted to work, and the other said he wanted to do his homework and walked away.

Xiaolan was angry and shouted, "Stop me!" ”

The two of them turned back when Xiaolan shouted, and then they saw that Xiaolan looked at them with a smile, and with a punch he dented the corner of the Maori metal desk, and asked them if they would go to the art museum.

Both of them were shocked by this scene, and nodded in agreement. However, in his heart, Kogoro regretted letting Xiaolan learn karate, and Conan complained that every time Xiaolan didn't follow her, he used violence.

Seeing that the two of them agreed, Xiaolan didn't care if they had anything in their hearts, but turned around and picked up the phone and called Taku Yamamoto.

"Moximoxi, is it a cousin? I'm Xiaolan, are you free in the afternoon? As soon as the phone was connected, Xiaolan asked.

"Oh, it's Xiaolan, do I have anything to do in the afternoon?" Takumi Yamamoto on the other end of the phone said lazily.

"Well, our family is going to visit the art museum in the afternoon, do you want to come along?" Xiaolan asked.

"Art gallery? You're talking about the art gallery where medieval armor is said to move around on its own? Aren't you afraid? Taku Yamamoto asked strangely.

"That's okay! Let's go together. Xiao Lan said hesitantly.

"Okay, I'll come over later, let's eat out for lunch." After listening to Xiaolan's answer, Taku Yamamoto understood what Xiaolan meant by calling him, obviously she was still a little scared, and wanted to find more people to be courageous. understands what Xiaolan means, how could Taku Yamamoto, who is a sister control, not agree to that.

"Well, that's great." Xiaolan hung up the phone happily.

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At noon, Taku Yamamoto took the Maori family to eat Chinese food, and then drove to the Rice Flower Art Museum.

"Wow, these paintings are amazing!" Entering the art museum, Xiaolan was surprised to see the paintings on display.

Next to him, three men were listlessly accompanied. Not to mention Conan and Maori, after reading the original book, you know that these two goods have no artistic cells. As for Taku Yamamoto, although he started with comics, he was once a small citizen who came to him and really had no love for the artworks on display in the museum.

Just when Xiaolan was so excited that she was looking at the painting, an old man came over and asked, "Miss, do you like that painting very much?" ”

"Huh?" Xiaolan turned her head and looked at the visitor suspiciously.

"This painting is called 'Leisurely Angel', and it is one of Picasso's masterpieces." The old man introduced with some familiarity, "Although it is not very famous, I love the transparency and warm brushstrokes of his work, I don't know if he is the ...... All the works here are my favorites...... They're like my kids......"

Xiaolan looked at the old man with a puzzled expression, and couldn't figure out what the old man who was familiar with him was doing.

Maori Kogoro next to him also felt that this old man was a little weird, so he stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me...... Do you have something to do with my daughter? ”

"Ah, please don't get me wrong." The old man seemed to realize that something was wrong, so he explained, "Actually, I am the curator here, and my surname is Ochiai. ”

"It turned out to be Mr. Curator, I guess you must know a lot about the conversation!" Maori said politely.

Just as Director Ochiai was about to say a few polite words, he saw something that made him feel bad and roared angrily: "Wata, what are you doing? ”

Saying that, Director Ochiai walked directly to the side of the man named Kuwata, and reprimanded, "Didn't I say that you must wear gloves when holding paintings?" If it's broken, can you afford it? ”

"Ah...... I'm sorry......," the one named Kuwata apologized.

"Get out of here! Iijima, you can get it! Director Ochiai said.

When there was a quarrel here, a middle-aged man with a mustache walked in, and said to Ochiai a little arrogantly: "It's still the same as usual, there are few people, but it doesn't matter, in ten days, this place will be closed, and I will trouble you to take good care of these broken copper and iron in the next few days." Hahahaha. After speaking, he didn't pay attention to everyone, and took himself to the designer to discuss the renovation here.

After seeing the mustache walk away, Director Ochiai seemed to be very disappointed, and kindly came to Xiaolan and asked, "Excuse me...... Who is that man, and is the museum really going to close there? ”

"That mustache is called Manaka, and now it should be the owner of this place, and the museum is scheduled to be demolished next month. It is said that it is going to build a hotel ......," Director Ochiai said to Xiaolan.

"Hotels? Why? "Everyone wondered why the museum had to be demolished and built into a hotel.

"Affected by the bubble economy, the company of the former owner declared bankruptcy...... He sold the art museum to the boss of Zhongzhen. Ochiai explains, "Originally, the ...... were sold on the condition that the museum would continue to operate."

"But that bastard ......," Iijima interjected, "and after I bought it, I said that it would be converted into a luxury hotel, and this 50-year-old art museum was ...... Damn it......" began to cry as he spoke.

Looking at this scene, Taku Yamamoto pursed his lips, it is the self who plays art, if these people can run it well, then Zhongzhen will not decide to build a hotel. Just kidding, although people have some money, they have earned it by themselves, since you have no value, why do you have to pay for you, and these works of art are expensive to maintain.

Just when Iijima was crying and Taku Yamamoto pouted, suddenly there was a sound of something falling to the ground behind him, and everyone turned their heads to look, and they found that the Kuwata just now had dropped a pair of armor helmets to the ground.

Everyone thought that Director Ochiai would be angry like he had just done and rushed forward to reprimand, but in the end, it was Nakashin who went up, and Director Ochiai had a calm face.

Taku Yamamoto stepped forward to take a look and understood, it turned out to be a fake.

After that, everyone didn't know each other, so they separated after a few polite words. Xiaolan continued to visit with three men.