Conan: Start as the God of Wisdom

Weekends, Māori detective agency.

"I heard that the armor of the Mika Art Museum can walk on its own, which seems to be quite interesting, so let's go to the art museum and take a look!"

Maori Lan's words with a look of excitement made Maori Kogoro and Conan laugh.

"What's so funny!"

Maori Kogoro mocked: "You can believe this kind of deceptive nonsense, it is just a nonsense made up by the museum to attract customers."

Mao Lilan strongly retorted: "But the security guards of the museum saw it with their own eyes!"

Conan stupidly ran to Mao Lilan and mocked loudly: "Hahaha, sister Xiaolan, no one believes those words to deceive children, what kind of ghost." The

two did not care at all, and Mao Lilan's cheeks flushed with anger.

"You two..."

Mao Lilan punched down and snorted, just arrived at the family members who had been in the real family for less than a year, and Mr. Table died young.

"Going or not?"

"Go!"

The two, who wanted to live two more years, replied in unison.

Conan raised his hand and proposed, "Let's go find Brother Rabbit Chuan together, he likes this kind of supernatural event the most!"

"Well, it's lively with many people!" Mao Lilan thought again, "But Conan, how do you know that one, two, three likes supernatural events?"

"Ah, this one." Conan thought about who to push, "It was Dr. Agasa who told me, brother Rabbikawa used to be the president of the Paranormal Detective Agency.

"So that's the case, you still care about your brother Rabbitchuan!"

Conan smiled, of course he cared about him, feeling that his brother had been at home for several weekends in a row, and he would grow hair if he didn't pull it out to stroll.

Rabbit Chuan, who was woken up by the doorbell, is not good, this is not only noon, and it is not a school day, why get up?

Rabbit Chuan wanted to cover his head with the quilt and pretend that he was not at home, but he thought about it.

It is not easy for the Maori family to come all the way, come all the time, always let people come in for a cup of tea, after all, the person will be his brother's husband, and it is not easy to get so many injections in the neck at an age.

Of course, it is mainly Maori Kogoro who is fooling, but his brother is not good at fooling, and he definitely knows that he sleeps lazy at home.

Sure enough, Conan saw the sleeping marks on the sides of Rabbit Chuan's cheeks and judged: "Brother Rabbit Chuan, shouldn't you just get up?" Maori

Kogoro sighed and said, "Can you sleep for so long at your age?" That's nice!

Conan snorted, this is not clear if he stayed up late yesterday!

"One, two, three, let's go to the Mihua Art Museum together, I heard that the medieval armor there will walk around by itself at night, it seems to be very interesting." Maori Lan stated the purpose of the visit.

"Huh? Sister Xiaolan, aren't you the most afraid of ghosts? Rabbit Chuan said sharply.

Gee, what is called the more food is more fun.

"One, two, three, you..."

"Go!"

It must have been caught off guard, and the fist that Mao Lilan was just about to raise had nowhere to place.

Kagami: "I was terrified!"

Rabbit Chuan is also very afraid, such a small waste monitor, although it is a little waste, but it is better than nothing, he does not want to cultivate from zero.

The group of four arrived at the Yoneka Museum, where a medieval exhibition was taking place.

"Wow!! These paintings are so beautiful! Maori

Lan walked ahead, humming a song and enjoying the artwork with pleasure.

Maori Kogoro and Conan both looked bored.

Conan saw that Rabbit Chuan seemed to be looking for it, and stepped forward and asked, "Brother Rabbit Chuan, what are you looking for?"

Tu Chuan lowered his head and replied, "I'm looking for that armor, didn't Sister Xiaolan say to come to see the armor?" Conan

immediately realized, yes, Xiaolan said to see the armor, as long as they found the armor early, they could go home.

Rabbit Chuan briefly scanned the circle with his eyes, and the entire Mihua Art Museum was as clean as far as the eye could see, and he couldn't even find a funeral god.

This is also normal, now in the Western Medieval Art Exhibition, a bunch of imported products, it is impossible to give birth to neon for hundreds of years.

As for the legendary moving armor, it is just a rumor that has spread in the past few days, and this circulation is not enough to generate weirdness, so there is no need to worry.

Maori Lan stopped in front of a picture for a long time, attracted by the beautiful colors of the painting.

"This young lady, do you like that painting very much?"

An old man walked up to Mao Lilan's side to talk.

"This painting is Picasso's work called 'Leisurely Angel', and although it is not very famous, I also like the gentle brushstrokes of this painting."

"You know that!" Mao Lilan blurted out blankly.

The old man smiled and said, "I like all the works here, they are like my children." Maori

Kogoro came over and asked, "Are you?" "

Hahaha, actually, I'm the curator here, and my surname is Ochiai."

"It turns out that you are the curator, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

When Rabbikawa walked over, he happened to see the director of Ochiai shouting a reprimand to the staff.

This old man is full of qi and has a tough body, no wonder he can still nail people to death at an age.

Rabbit Chuan saw that the murderer and the deceased were still here, and thought that it was better to take this opportunity to see the famous painting.

The painting that is said to evoke demons in people's hearts - "Heavenly Punishment".