I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

Sonoko's introduction quickly passed by three people, but except for the second secretary of the Russian Embassy who stood up and said "Please enlighten me" in Japanese, the rest were either indifferent or just nodded politely.

So she gestured to the last beauty in cheongsam who was sitting on the sofa with her legs elegantly crossed.

"And the last one is Miss Pusi Qinglan, a scholar from the Romanov Dynasty."

"Hello (nihao)."

Somewhat unexpectedly, what Pu Si Qinglan said was not any common greeting in Japanese, or even a Japanese word at all.

Sonoko explained after a slight pause.

"By the way, because Miss Pu Siqinglan is Chinese, she also uses Chinese to greet her."

"Chinese? Very few Chinese use three characters in their names?"

Serabel was a little curious.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. In fact, Pusi is my surname, and Qinglan is my given name." Pusi Qinglan explained with a smile, "It is the so-called 'complex surname' in Chinese surnames."

"oh, I see."

Serabel said this, but she couldn't help but grin in her heart.

He can be considered a former MI6 agent, even if he has an external brain like Akai Mari, but after all, he is limited by his profession, which requires him to have a little understanding of cultures around the world.

For example, it is true that among the hundreds of Chinese surnames, it is Pu, but to say that the surname is Pu Si is complete nonsense.

I know a little about Chinese culture, but not much. ?

Chapter 129 Mrs. Suzuki’s Trust

After all, it is just an office and not a special reception room. The reception area in the circular room only takes up a small part of the total area.

It's okay to entertain a small group of people, but if two groups of people come together, it will be a bit crowded.

Especially when he saw Sonoko arriving with Serabel and others, the tone of the art and antique dealer named Gan Jiangyi became obviously much more anxious.

He stood up from the sofa and faced Suzuki Shiro: "President, based on the current situation, the price of the Memory Egg should be around [-] million yen, but if you are willing to sell it to me, I can also offer a higher price. .”

After speaking, the old man raised his chin slightly, with a confident smile on his face, as if he felt that he had just made a very powerful condition.

Hearing this, the big Russian man on the side couldn't sit still. His majestic body leaned forward slightly, almost blocking Gan Jiangyi from behind.

"President Suzuki, the Egg of Memories belongs to Russia. Instead of selling it to such a profiteer without any vision, it is better to donate it to our Russian Embassy!"

"What? Do you dare to say that I have no vision?"

The general's expression changed, and he turned around to confront the latter.

Donate…

Noticing the wording, Serabel shook her head inwardly.

Not to mention that according to the information given by Sonoko, this Egg of Memories should be a secret treasure from the Tsarist period. Even if it is really a national treasure of Russia, it would be either stolen or robbed when it lives in Japan. What’s more, it is the second-largest Suzuki Zaibatsu owner in Japan. Here, if you really want to take it back, you can just invest in it.

[-] million yen, which is less than [-] million rubles. Moreover, if the state finances the bidding, it may not even be able to beat a private antique dealer, right?

To put forward a donation, which can be regarded as a kind of rhetoric, to put it bluntly, either someone in the Russian Embassy in Japan has taken a fancy to this thing, or the first-class secretary has taken a fancy to it himself and wants to use the righteousness of his family and country to make a donation. A wave of whoring.

Presumably even if the Suzuki Foundation really donates the beauty of adulthood, what will end up in the National Museum will only be a counterfeit. As for the genuine article, the real thing will most likely fall into someone's pocket.

It is said that everything is moral in words and business in heart.

"It's great. It's great. Photographing people is much more interesting than photographing antiques."

Samchuan Ryu, who is known as a freelance photographer, actually translates to an unemployed vagrant. He held a camera and recorded the video while walking along the fire road.

Then he turned to the cheongsam beauty Pu Siqinglan beside him, and playfully tried to draw her into the battle.

"By the way, why don't you go for it? As a scholar of the Romanov dynasty, you must not be interested in the Tsar's secret treasure at all, right?"

Well……

As if being stabbed in a sore spot, Pu Siqinglan, who could remain calm a second ago, instantly broke her pretense, glanced to the side, and gritted her teeth, showing a little bit of unwillingness.

"I really want it, but I really can't afford an amount like [-] million yen..."

"Well, then let's work together~" Han Chuanlong frivolously held the camera and made a gesture of shrugging and spreading his hands. "Even if I try my best, I can barely come up with [-] million."

"OK OK."

Seeing that a scolding war was about to break out in the office, Suzuki Shiro stood up at the critical moment and stopped both sides with a smile and his hands down.

"I think it's almost time today, how about we leave things until next time?"

"..."

"..."

Although they were still reluctant, now that Chairman Suzuki had spoken, they had no choice but to be honest.

What's more, it is indeed "about time". It has been a while since Serabel and others arrived at the office. After all, they are all guests invited by President Suzuki. If no one is available, they have to wait for someone to tell them. As a result, President Suzuki had to leave the new guests alone, which made him somewhat rude.

"Then let's say goodbye."

Bowing slightly, the general picked up the briefcase at his feet and left first.

Then the other three followed closely behind.

It is worth mentioning that the last one to leave, Samkawa Ryuu, happened to bump into Secretary Nishino who came in with a small box. Then his cynical expression immediately changed to one as if he had seen a ghost, and his head turned upside down. He hurriedly left without looking back.

The office door closed again, and Secretary Nishino came to the coffee table and put the box in his hand on the table.

The structure of the box is similar to a cake box. Remove the ribbons tied around the sides and remove the lid. Inside is an egg that looks quite beautifully made... Of course, it is not edible.

"Is this the legendary egg of memories worth [-] million?" Mouri Kogoro looked closely at it curiously.

"Can the middle be opened?"

Taking advantage of his small size and nimbleness, Conan squeezed in at the front and pointed at the two circles of gold rims running horizontally in the middle of the egg.

"Oh, children are very smart, yes, in fact, as long as it's like this..."

Suzuki Shiro smiled and leaned over to pick up the Egg of Memory, then opened it with a slight crack from the middle.

The lid of the upper part of the Egg of Memories was lifted, revealing a solid gold sculpture of Emperor Nicholas's family.

"Of course, it's more than that..."

After the words fell, Suzuki Shiro took out a clockwork key from his body again, inserted it into one of the small holes in the egg, twisted it a few times and pulled it out.

So a miraculous scene appeared.

The sculpture slowly rose from the egg. Emperor Nicholas, who was sitting on a chair surrounded by children, gently opened the cover of the book in his hand with his right hand, and the subsequent pages were also opened together.

"There is such a sophisticated mechanism." Hattori Heiji was surprised.

You must know that it was a product at the beginning of the last century. Such detailed production is not easy to make even in today's extremely developed industry, not to mention that it was all handmade at that time.

This is no longer art, but a miracle.

At this time, Suzuki Tomoko, who had been silent, took advantage of everyone's attention on the Egg of Memory and quietly came to the absent-minded Sera Bell.

"The Zhongsen Police Department has come to talk to us before about the defense against Kidd."

"Oh huh?"

"According to the Nakamori police officer, he believes that Kidd has been successful in the past because he paid too much attention to competing with the opponent and always placed treasures in places Kidd knew."

"So this time he plans to hide the Egg of Memory in an inconspicuous place?" Sera Bell could probably guess it.

"Yes."

Tomoko Suzuki smiled mysteriously.

"In order to cope with this situation, we specially asked craftsmen to make two additional fake memory eggs. One of them will be displayed in the art museum, and the other will be handed over to the Nakamori Police Department. As for the real one... I plan to leave it to you, Sera-kun."

"Let me guess, Mrs. Suzuki, did you also say the same to the Zhongsen Police Department?" Serabel looked sideways.

"of course not."

Being questioned like this, the corners of Suzuki Tomoko's mouth curved even wider.

"Only this one given to you, Sera-kun, is real. Please protect it well."?

Chapter 130 The large ward still performs stably

After the novelty of the Egg of Memory wore off, the attention of everyone present quickly returned to Kidd's notice letter.

Hattori Heiji was the first to touch his chin: "But actually, what I'm more curious about than this is another point. Kidd mentioned in the notice letter the 'Glowing Sky Pavilion'. If the Sky Pavilion refers to the castle tower, Then why does the castle tower shine again?"

"Idiot, you are..."

Hearing the doubts from his childhood sweetheart, Yuan Shan and Ye beside him immediately curled their lips.

"Of course it's because Mr. Taikaku, who built Osaka Castle, thinks that the castle tower is like the light of Osaka Castle. How come you don't even know this?"

"That's right!"

The voice of agreement did not belong to anyone else present, but came from the direction of the office door.

Following the sound, I saw Chamu Police and Zhongsen Police Department, who had appeared in the Dark Star incident last time, walking in quickly from outside, followed by two other accompanying police officers. Their majestic and heroic appearance seemed to This time Kidd's arrest is inevitable.

Among them, Ochagi Jintaro followed Toyama Kazuha's words and continued.

"There is no doubt that Kaitou Kidd will appear at the castle tower of Osaka Castle from today to tomorrow. We should be absolutely sure about this after repeated deductions, but..."

He paused, seemingly deflated.

The Nakamori Police Department followed closely and immediately picked up.

"But so far, we still have no clue about the sentence 'a clock without a second hand goes to No. 12'."

A clock without a second hand…

If interpreted with normal text content, it should make people look for a clock without a second hand, but if it is placed in a riddle, it should remind the decryptor that this does not refer to a clock in the popular sense.

But if it’s not a clock in the popular sense…

"Could it be that what you said was actually fifty tones?" the Osaka girl suddenly asked.

"Fifty tones?"

Everyone was stunned.

The fifty syllables are equivalent to the pinyin in Japanese, and follow the same fixed order as the pinyin ah oh uh eh in Chinese.

But if you want to talk about the No. 12 fifty tones, it would be...

Yuanzi clasped her fingers and memorized it silently, then she looked surprised.

"Si (the pronunciation in Japanese is actually xi)? Is that four o'clock in the morning?"

At first glance, it sounds very reasonable. If you use fifty tones to refer to it, it is indeed a clock without a second hand, and No. 12 does exactly correspond to the pronunciation of the number four.

But this discovery was immediately rejected by the Zhongshan Police Department with a shake of the head.

"Impossible, Kidd's code cannot be that simple."

"Eh, is that so..."

After finally finding out that it was rejected like this, Miss Yuanzi lowered her head a little, feeling a little frustrated.

At this moment, Mouri Kogoro, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side and also clasping his fingers, smiled softly, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a smile that seemed to understand everything.

"I understand, Mr. Police, Kidd's code does not refer to the 12th digit of the fifty tones, but the English alphabet!"

"English alphabet?"

After all, it was the famous "Sleeping Kogoro" who spoke, and everyone once again started to clasp their fingers and memorize it silently.

ABCD Balabala all the way to No.12 is...L!

"L, is that three o'clock in the morning?" Zhongsen Police Department was a little shaken.

"That's right!" Mouri Kogoro still looked confident.

"But what's the basis for saying that?"

Serabel didn't save him any face, and asked questions that pointed directly at the pain points.