The sun is shining in the town of Rice Flower in spring, and the warm afternoon sun is a little bit of summer.

Under the red brick wall of the Rice Flower Art Museum, Mao Lilan pointed to the banner on the wall expectantly and said:

"New ...... Conan, you see, it's really a medieval art exhibition, and that armor that can walk on its own must be on display in a certain pavilion! ”

Conan, who was forcibly captured, rolled his eyes and reluctantly agreed, "Yes, yes, Sister Xiaolan, let's go in quickly!" ”

"Huh?" Mao Lilan narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you thinking that it's better to leave this hellish place early after reading it early?" ”

"Uh...... Why, how could it be......" Conan swallowed.

"Huh...... It's better not to be! Mao Lilan clenched his fists menacingly, then put on a sunny smile, looked at the main entrance of the art museum, and wondered, "Huh? It's strange that the 'walking armor' is already so famous, why aren't many people visiting? ”

"Big, maybe it's a matter of time." Conan smiled and comforted.

"Well, that's right, after all, it's still time to go to work and school, and it's normal that there aren't too many people, but it's a pity...... Dad, he can't be discharged from the hospital for the time being, so he can't come with us to visit this time. Mao Lilan tilted his head, a little regretful.

"Heh, hehe......" Conan secretly rolled his eyes, thinking: [Xiaolan, this guy didn't even care about Uncle Maori in order to see what kind of deceptive armor, it's really ......]

"Huh!?" Mao Lilan keenly noticed Conan's eyes, and raised his delicate qi again, but the small fist that could make the telephone pole crack automatically, "Conan! Don't you think it'......?"

"I, I was just wondering if Uncle Maori would be too pitiful to be alone in the hospital!" Afraid of being beaten again, Conan hurriedly said.

Mao Lilan looked at Conan with a little scrutiny, until he saw that cold sweat broke out on Conan's forehead, and then he suddenly changed his face at the speed of light, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Conan, but Dad's side, don't worry, I have made an appointment with Ms. Wei Meisi, she happened to be fine this afternoon, and she will take care of Dad for a while instead of me first." ”

"Well, that's ......" Conan nodded suddenly, but his heart suddenly tightened.

[Wei Meisi is Mu Yuan's adoptive mother, and it is said that she is a middle-level member of the organization, why does she always go to visit Uncle Maori? 】

[Could it be that Mu Yuan's guy wants to ......]

Conan subconsciously raised his head to look at Maolilan, just in time to meet Maolilan's gaze.

"Huh? Conan, where are you uncomfortable? ”

"No, no ......"

"Then let's hurry up and get in!"

"Okay, okay."

Conan lowered his head and quickly followed Mao Lilan's footsteps, Mao Lilan subconsciously stretched out his hand, and Conan naturally handed it over.

But just as the two were about to shake hands, Mao Lilan seemed to be electrocuted, and suddenly dodged Conan's small hand.

"Sister Xiaolan?" Conan looked up in surprise.

Mao Lilan covered his hands and smiled, "Conan, you're already a big child, you shouldn't like to be held by the hand, right?" ”

“？”

Conan blinked in confusion, he naturally wanted to hold hands with Xiaolan, but when he thought that if he could avoid being held in the future, he would have more opportunities to leave...... Conan looked happy in vain and nodded happily.

"Hmmm! Sister Xiaolan, I'll just go by myself! ”

"Hmmm......"

Mao Lilan squinted at Conan, who was full of joy, and said secretly: [Sure enough, truth and reasoning are more important to Shinichi! 】

…

…

Not long after Mao Lilan and Conan entered the Rice Flower Art Museum, Mu Yuan took a document bag and stepped into the door of the art museum.

Since Mu Yuan's purpose was not to see the artworks, the three of them soon met together.

"Mu Yuanjun!" Mao Lilan was the first to see Mu Yuan and walked up with a smile.

Conan secretly pursed his lips and said hello in a crisp voice, "Brother Muyuan!" ”

Mu Yuan frowned and looked at Conan, and his body subconsciously leaned back.

Conan: "......"

What are you hiding!?

"Miss Xiaolan, what are you?" Mu Yuan skimmed the roll of Conan's eyes and asked Mao Lilan.

"Ah, actually, I ......" Mao Lilan glanced at Conan with complicated eyes, sighed and said, "Actually, I learned some eucalyptus inquiry skills from Officer Sato, and I want to take the opportunity of this 'walking armor' to practice it, of course, the art here is really beautiful is also one of the reasons." ”

......Conan was slightly stunned.

"Mu Yuanjun, did you also come to check it out when you heard the legend of the 'self-propelled armor'?"

"Hmm...... It's not like that, I'm actually here to ......."

"Brother Muyuan! What's in your hand? ”

Conan suddenly interrupted the conversation between Mu Yuan and Mao Lilan for some reason, pointed to the folder in Mu Yuan's hand and said, "Fei Yingli Law Firm? Brother Muyuan, what is that? ”

"Huh? It's Mom's law firm, Mu Yuanjun, you're here to ......"

"I ......"

…

"Oh, roar, roar, roar......" Before Mu Yuan could explain, Director Ochiai walked over with a kind smile, "Young lady, thank you for your love of the exhibits in this museum." ”

Director Ochiai first nodded at Mao Lilan with a kind face, and then looked at Mu Yuan, and said with respectful and implicit expectation, "Host Mu Yuan, should it be ...... in your hand?" Buy the legal documents of the art museum, right? ”

"Huh!?" Maoriran and Conan were shocked at the same time.

Mu Yuan opened the folder with a calm face, and said calmly: "This is the contract for the purchase of the Rice Flower Art Museum, it has been notarized and stamped, if Mr. Curator thinks there is no problem, you can transfer it to the boss of Zhenzhong for me." ”

"Ah......h Can I watch it too? Director Ochiai took the folder, his hands trembling slightly.

Although he is nominally the director of the Rice Flower Art Museum, he is actually ...... It's just an ordinary worker, and it's not his turn to speak at all about the buying and selling of art museums.

"Of course!" But Mu Yuan nodded very seriously, pointing to a clause in the contract, "After all, you will continue to work in the art museum for many years, and if this transaction is successful, you will also get three percent of the ownership of the art museum." ”

"One hundred, three percent!?" Director Ochiai's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Three percent of the shares of the Rice Flower Art Museum, that is a huge wealth that he has not earned in several lifetimes, and ...... With the identity of the owner of the art museum, he can punish the vile and dirty rat Kuwata openly and make him pay the price he deserves!

What's more, if someone wants to renovate the art museum in the future, as one of the owners of the art museum, he can also protect this museum more powerfully, and he has poured all his love into the art museum!

Even if the museum loses money year after year, the 3% of the shares may not be sold at all, and it will not bring in any real income, but he still wants these shares.

He really needs to be the owner of the museum!

"Mu, Lord Muyuan!" Director Ochiai clutched the contract in his hand and couldn't help but call out the word 'adult' to Mu Yuan.

Facing the excited Director Ochiai, Mu Yuan just smiled abruptly, turned the contract back two pages, and said calmly, "Director Ochiai, don't be excited, let's take a look at the additional terms first." ”

"Additional terms?" Director Ochiai's heart tightened, and his long goatee swayed gently, looking like he was really greasy, but when he saw the content of the additional terms, he almost stared out his eyes, "Beauty, the art museum has to be used for art exhibitions in the future, and it must not be rebuilt permanently, otherwise all the shares held will be donated to Didan Primary School for free!?" ”

"Ahh......h

Director Ochiai raised his head, and under the erosion of the years, his eyes, which had been a little cloudy, broke the embankment in an instant, and tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Mao Lilan, who had seen the contents of the contract clearly, also looked at Mu Yuan with a moving face, and whispered: "Mu Yuanjun ......"

Only Conan frowned deeply.

[Mu Yuan, this guy, there must be a problem! ] 】

He knew that behind Mu Yuan was the mysterious black-clothed organization, and those guys in the organization obviously would not allow Mu Yuan to sign such an outrageous contract.

】

[Could it be that those people have already concluded that no matter how much money is paid, this deal will not be possible?] 】

[But in that case, why did they have to let Mu Yuan come......]

Conan touched his chin and secretly gave up his plan to sneak away.

This time, he must catch the handle of the organization!

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…

After a cursory look at the contract brought by Mu Yuan, Director Ochiai quickly invited Mu Yuan to his office to rest.

With the expectation of the fantastic terms in the contract, and the shock of the unimaginable number that made him unimaginable, he anxiously walked to the door of the museum, just wanting to hand over the contract to the other party as soon as the boss arrived.

In the eyes of Director Ochiai, the boss of Manaka is a businessman through and through, and businessmen are profit-seeking, so this deal will definitely be successfully concluded!

On the other hand, Conan and Xiaolan are constantly searching for traces of 'self-propelled armor' in the art museum.

…

Time passed minute by minute, and just as Conan and Xiaolan had finished viewing most of the exhibition hall and stopped in front of the pavilion with the sign that said 'No Entry for Non-Insiders', the short and fat boss Manaka also walked out of the car with his secretary.

Director Ochiai looked at the imported sedan that almost blocked most of the main entrance of the museum, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Mr. Manaka, you're here!"

"Huh? Hehe, when did Director Ochiai become so polite? It's useless, no matter how good your attitude is, after ten days, you still have to ...... here"

"Boss Manaka, please take a look at this contract first!"

Director Ochiai calmly interrupted Boss Manaka's taunt and handed the folder to the other party.

"The contract for the transfer of the ownership of the Rice Flower Art Museum? Heh......" Boss Manaka opened the folder and glanced at it, and threw it to the secretary with a disdainful face, "Take a look." ”

"Yes, boss!"

The eyed secretary nodded respectfully, and soon looked through the documents in his hand carefully.

The boss of Manaka swaggered towards the museum, mocking in his mouth, "Ochiai, you'd better give up early, how can this impoverished art museum compare to the magnificent hotel?" I won't ......."

"Old! Boss! As soon as the boss was halfway through the load, the secretary in the rear came over with an anxious face.

"You guy! Frizzy disgrace my face......"

"No, it's not, boss! You...... Take a look here! ”

"See? What do I have to look at? How much to transfer? How much is this broken art museum worth...... Groove !! ”

Boss Manaka snatched the folder from the secretary's hand, and his big face was almost about to get into the paper, and his mouth kept counting:

"One, ten, hundred, thousand...... Hundreds, tens of billions!? Is this guy crazy? Spend so much money on this broken art museum? Does he have so much money!? ”

"Old, boss...... I know this official seal, and it seems to be lawyer Fei Yingli. ”

"Fei Yingli!? That undefeated queen of the legal profession!? ”

"Yes, yes, with her notarization, the money...... It should be fine. ”

“……”

That's tens of billions of dollars in liquidity!

Boss Manaka was silent, but only for less than two seconds, he said decisively: "Sign!" I'll sign! Take me to him now! ”

Director Ochiai smiled slightly, "Then, Boss Manaka, please come with me, that adult is in my office......"

"Get out of the way!" Boss Manaka pushed Director Ochiai away, as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it, and walked quickly towards the museum, "I don't know where your office is?" Need you to show the way? I can't spare you if you let go of this piece of fat! ”

Director Ochiai was pushed hard, but his seemingly thin body only took half a step back.

He straightened his collar slightly, and caught up with Boss Manaka with a smile on his face, his steps so light that they didn't look like anything he should have at his age.

Being able to keep the art museum and become one of the owners of the art museum, Director Ochiai's heart no longer has the slightest murderous intent.

However......

Just as the few people came to the corridor outside the hell exhibition hall, a small figure suddenly ran over.

"Grandpa Curator, Grandpa Curator!" Conan had an innocent smile on his face, "Can you let us go in and have a look at this exhibition hall too?" ”

"Hell Hall...... Director Ochiai glanced at the boss of Manaka beside him, and was silent for a moment with some hesitation.

Boss Manaka ignored the conversation between the two and just walked forward on his own.

But Conan added, "Grandpa Curator, we are good friends of Mu Yuan, he will be the owner of the art museum soon, let's go in and have a look, it shouldn't be anything, right?" ”

"Well, of course it'......"

"Presiding over Mu Yuan?"

Just when Director Ochiai wanted to agree, the boss of Manaka turned his head reluctantly and said urgently:

"The person who wants to buy this art museum is the host of Erquan Temple, Mu Yuan? No way! Absolutely not! I can't do business with him, let him go, no matter how much money he pays, I won't agree to sell the museum to him! ”

As he spoke, Director Ochiai directly tore up the contract in his hand.

Looking at the contract fragments flying in the air, Director Ochiai suddenly clenched his fists, and a powerful aura spread in an instant.

"Huh?" Mao Lilan was slightly stunned, looked at Director Ochiai with a solemn gaze, and said seriously: "Director Ochiai...... Very strong! ”

"Grandpa Curator......"

"Both, please go to my office and wait for a while, and we'll talk about it later when you visit the exhibition hall."

Director Ochiai interrupted Conan and turned to look at Boss Manaka, "Mr. Manaka, there is actually another buyer who wants to meet you, and the bid is higher than that of Host Mu Yuan. ”

"What? Then you didn't say it earlier!? Boss Manaka kicked the confetti under his feet with a gloomy face, "Hurry up and lead the way!" ”

"Huh...... Mr. Manaka, please. ”

Director Ochiai stretched out his right hand and slowly pointed in the direction of the Hall of Hell.

That powerful aura then attached to the right hand of Director Ochiai.

Mao Lilan looked at Director Ochiai's right hand with a solemn gaze, and said in a deep voice, "This is ...... Kendo! ”