Conan: Start as the God of Wisdom

The director of the Ochiai Pavilion separated the staff, picked up the "No Entry" sign alone, and walked quickly to the Hell Pavilion prepared in advance.

Director Ochiai placed a "No Entry" sign at the entrance of the exhibition hall, turned around and raised his legs to walk into the hall, when he heard a noise in the exhibition hall.

He glanced down at his watch, it wasn't time to make an appointment with that bastard, could it be that the previous tourists were inside?

No, people must be driven away.

Rabbit Chuan is admiring the painting called "Heavenly Punishment", which is a huge painting, the style and brushstrokes of the painting are extremely shocking, the paints used by the painters are very exquisite, and they are still bloody and very realistic to this day.

But, other than that, it's really just an ordinary painting.

When Director Ochiai walked in, he saw a young man in a black detective suit, examining the demon picture as if the gods were judging sin.

"You... Do you appreciate the painting?

"Fortunately, I just don't understand why the name of the painting is called "Heavenly Punishment"."

"Why do you say that?" The curiosity in the heart of the director of Ochiai occupied the anxiety, and there was still enough time, so let's talk for two dollars first.

"Why is it called Heavenly Punishment for a knight to crucify a demon, shouldn't Heavenly Punishment be a punishment given by heaven or gods? This...... Is it really a heavenly punishment for demons? "

Oh? So what do you think?

"What this painting wants to express is actually the punishment of the knight."

The Ochiaikan elder laughed.

"Young man, you are right, the real meaning of this painting is that although the righteous knight subdued the demon, at the same time he was baptized by the blood of evil and will eventually become a demon."

Rabbit Chuan shook his head and asked Curator Ochiai to look at the blood on the painting and said, "Look, the evil blood of the demon you said is also red.

"In the Middle Ages, society was feudal and ignorant, and religion, in order to exclude dissidents, would regard people who were different from others as demons, judge them justly, and slaughter them."

"The artists of that period, melting their advanced ideas into their works and enlightening people's minds through art, this is the Renaissance movement."

"The artist of this painting is to tell the people at that time that the demons you killed were actually human beings with the same bright red blood, no matter how gorgeous and glamorous the excuse, the murderers are sinful and will eventually be punished by heaven."

Rabbit Chuan turned his head to meet the chaotic eyes of Curator Ochiai.

"Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, harm others will eventually harm yourself, when you want to push people into hell, don't forget that you yourself are already standing on the edge of hell, and one step forward is the abyss."

Curator Ochiai seemed to see an endless abyss in that eye, making him rush to escape, and he couldn't help but retreat, but taking a step back was hell.

Rabbit Chuan lowered his gaze and quietly observed the hands of the Ochiai curator, and sure enough, there were hard calluses left by long-term practice of swordsmanship on his hands, and there were old knife marks on his left hand, which seemed to be traces left by practicing Iai Chopping with real swords.

This old man is definitely a ruthless man!

This kind of he is too familiar with routines, and he looks like an ordinary museum director, but in fact he is a master of kendo of some secret genre, and he can cut 6 Hattori Heiji with one sword.

Wearing more than forty pounds of armor, holding three or four pounds of decorative swords, walking like a fly, lifting a fat man of more than two hundred pounds with one hand, and nailing a sword to the wall or something, this is not a matter of passing hands.

Rabbit Chuan thought about it, was he a little reckless just now.

No, no, no, mouth cannons are also cannons, steady, not big problems.

Taking advantage of the old man's escape from reality, Rabbit Chuan moved slowly, adjusted his position, and evacuated at any time when the situation changed, and by the way, turned down the voltage of the shock cane.

Director Ochiai is worthy of being the director of an ordinary art museum, and he quickly stabilized his Taoist heart.

"Hehe, it's really worthy of being a detective, everything I do can't escape your righteous eye."

"Little detective, you came here to solve the mystery of the armor walking in the museum."

"That's right, that walking armor is indeed pretending to be a human being, and it is a gimmick I created to attract tourists."

"Huh?"

Rabbit Chuan was puzzled by what this old man said, was the metaphor he just made too obscure, or was this old man playing the fool now?

Is he so obsessed with sending the sleeping Kogoro to the headlines, or has he already given up his original plan?

Rabbit Chuan asked tentatively, "Director Ochiai, do you want to accompany me to visit the other exhibition halls?"

"I'm sorry, I made an appointment here, and I can't accompany you to visit this beloved art museum for the time being."

Rabbit Chuan turned and left without hesitation, walked to the door and stopped again.

"I think the director of Ochiai and Boss Manaka can have a good talk, and Boss Manaka's eagerness to get rid of these works of art proves that he has no extra cash after buying this museum."

"In the current era of financial crisis, raising a lot of cash and spending money on a restaurant that I don't know if it can be opened, it is better to guard this art museum, at least..."

"And Shengshi Collection, these things may be worth a hundred times in less than a year!"

Rabbit Chuan clapped his hands and suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, I have a sister who is particularly good at negotiating, and every time she raises a different opinion..."

Ochiai thought thoughtfully.