The wet market that Shiraishi wanted to go to wasn't big — at least, not big enough to have a separate stop for it.

So as soon as you get off the bus, there is a pavilion in front of Baishi, and the vegetable market is behind them.

After a slight discernment of direction, Shiraishi prepared to take a shortcut.

He slanted through a parking lot to reach an alley ahead, but halfway through, he heard a terrible scream faintly coming from the depths of the gate where the lights had been turned off.

…… What the situation.

Dead?

Shiraishi was stunned, paused slightly, and turned his head to look at the building on the side with the plaque of "Medieval Art Exhibition Hall".

It's late afternoon, and although it's not dark yet, this kind of pavilion is always closed early, and the headlights in the building are turned off, and the light is very dim.

Under Shiraishi's gaze, in the doorway, a flashlight shook violently and ran towards the door.

Soon, the flashlight beam came to the vicinity of the gate, and Shiraishi saw a young security guard in uniform with a pale face, rushing out of the smoke, and when he went downstairs, he stepped on the air and rolled down two or three stairs.

The flashlight in his hand clanged a few times, and it landed at the feet of the white stone.

Bai Shi looked at the black lines all over his head, for fear that there would be no dead people, but he fell to his death in this way. If this is the case, he is so close to the door, will he not be suspected of the murderer......

Thinking so, Shiraishi didn't look at the flashlight under his feet, turned around and wanted to pass by, ready to wait for a farther away before calling the police or calling an ambulance.

In short, we must resolutely put an end to the situation of staying at the scene of the crime, stupidly picking up the murder weapon or related items to check, and then being surrounded by a crowd that suddenly appeared, mistakenly thinking that it was the murderer.

It was only when he took a step that the security guard on the ground bounced, and then crawled over and grabbed Shiraishi's trouser leg, his eyes were blank, and he shouted tremblingly: "Haunted!! The knight's armor in our pavilion moved on its own!! ”

"You're alright." Listening to his shout, he was full of anger, and it seemed that he couldn't die for a while. Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt troublesome.

He secretly exerted himself with a force to free his trouser legs, thinking that if it was okay, he would take his leave and leave.

But before he took a step, there was a sound of water in his ears.

“……？？” Stop at the foot of the white rock, and have a mission?

Just finished making one and received another one, is this because he is afraid that he will not make money fast enough......

Or are there so many cases in this world that you can accurately meet them if you take two steps at will?

While the bodyguard was still confused, saying some repetitive words upside down, Shiraishi quickly opened the taskbar and glanced at it.

Now, there are three more missions hanging inside.

[Remove the hidden danger of "haunted house"]

[Save the resentful father who lost his only son x1;

Save the innocent bear child x1] [Completed]

[Save the Lost Man who is jumping back and forth between art and money x2]

“？？” Shiraishi felt that he should save himself from being confused first.

That's a strange description, isn't it?

After glancing at the bouncer again, thinking that he was neither artistic nor money, Shiraishi looked away and seized the time to poke away at the last task.

[Save the Lost Man who is jumping back and forth between art and money x2]

[Countdown to 53:59:59]

[Mission location: 5-12, Luchuan District, Mihua Town, Medieval Art Exhibition Hall]

Sure enough, it was the building in front of me. What did the security guard on the ground just say? The knight's armor moved on its own?

Art museum, moving knight's armor......

The two keywords were put out at the same time, and Shiraishi vaguely felt that he had some impressions.

He looked carefully at the building in front of him again, but had no intention of going in.

After all, there are still more than two days left in the deadline for this case. At present, the time unit of two days can no longer bring any sense of urgency to Shiraishi.

If you can put it in the future, wait until you finish solving the matter of the ancient house, check the relevant information of this art museum, and then think about it in the long term - in short, let's forget it today.

By this time, the little security guard had already climbed up from the ground.

His face was pale, but he looked at the hall with a very responsible stubbornness, looking like he wanted to pull Baishi to strengthen his courage and go back to confirm the situation.

Shiraishi glanced at him twice, and decisively asked before he could speak, "You seem to have encountered something bizarre?" Why don't you call the police first? ”

The security guard opened his mouth, a little hesitant.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them, and then what Bai Shi said just now:

"Call the police? Is it useful to call the police? The sales contract between me and the owner of the art museum, but I specially asked a lawyer to read it, and it is absolutely legal! ”

The person who suddenly entered the chaos obviously only heard the word "alarm".

He didn't know that he had mistaken the topic, so he took a seat very right, and continued proudly: "I bought it, that's my thing!" I never explicitly said that I would continue to open the museum, because the old fool made up for it. ”

These few sentences were deliberately prolonged, and the speaker's speech was still a little slurred, sounding greasy, and the proper villain appeared.

Shiraishi turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a beard holding a beer belly and holding his hands behind his back, slowly swaying next to them.

The man's behavior and words were a little cheap, but his hair was neatly groomed, and his clothes and shoes were spotless.

Shiraishi looked at the shiny watch on his wrist, then at the luxury car behind him, and at the driver who hurriedly got out of the car and trotted over to stand behind the man, and immediately realized that this was a local tyrant.

It's a bit related to the "money" in the mission.

Then connect with the "Art Museum" and "Moving Knight Armor......

Shiraishi only felt a small light bulb in his head.

He remembered what the case was.

Boss Manaka ignored the two little figures with pestles at the door, and continued to walk towards the hall with his hands behind his back and staggering towards the museum like a penguin.

There was a smell of alcohol all around him, and although he sprayed expensive perfume to cover it up, the two smells were mixed together, and the effect was indescribable.