Conan's World: Ke Xue Wei Tan

"It's okay, Mr. Mori," Suzuki Shiro still put on a kind smile, waved his hand, and led out a tall foreign man, saying: "Let me introduce to you, this is the first secretary of the Russian Embassy Officer, Siruov Chennikov.”

"Hello."

The Russian greeted everyone with a clumsy Japanese accent.

Suzuki Shiro continued to introduce: "The person next door is the art dealer I hired, Mr. Ganshouichi."

Another middle-aged man with some gray hair nodded to everyone.

Suzuki Shiro pointed to the short-haired woman on his side and said, "She is the Romanov dynasty researcher, Miss Pusi Qinglan."

Pu Si Qinglan smiled gently at everyone.

"Also, this," Suzuki Shiro pointed to a young man sitting at the edge, "is Mr. Samkawa Ryu, a freelance video writer who applied to take photos of treasures."

"Please advise." Han Chuanlong smiled.

Suzuki Shiro pointed to the last person and said: "As for this, leader of the Sakai group, you all know him."

The one standing at the end is Sarie. She is dressed very formally today. The long windbreaker is her favorite red color, which matches her red pupils. There is also a red rope that ties her seaweed-like long hair into a bun. With her wolf tail shape, her former morbidity has faded away, and her inherent heroic spirit has become even more apparent.

Conan's eyes lit up when he looked at the man who had disappeared for several months.

Mouri Kogoro greeted them one by one, then looked at Suzuki Shiro and asked: "What is the value they appraised?"

Suzuki Shiro smiled, and the art dealer named Miki was the first to speak: "Eight hundred million yen."

"Eight...eight hundred million?!"

Mouri Kogoro's eyes widened.

Qian showed a satisfied smile, looked at the sudden changes in the faces of the people in front of him, and said, "If you are willing to sell, I can raise the price."

"President!" Siruov was anxious, "This item is a Russian thing! If it is sold to such a black marketeer with no vision, it is better to send it to us and have it preserved by our Russian Art Museum."

"You said I have no vision?" He glared at him, "It's obviously you who have no money!"

Sirouf faced him without any fear.

Just when the atmosphere at the scene suddenly fell into a stalemate, an excited voice intervened in time: "Okay, okay! Shooting people is more fun than shooting that egg!"

The speaker was Han Chuanlong. He was carrying his own camera. He had just finished teasing the two people here. He immediately acted like he was just watching the fun and didn't take it too seriously. He turned the camera to Pu Si Qinglan and said with ill intentions: "You You seem to have nothing to do with yourself. Logically speaking, you are a researcher of the Romanov dynasty, so you should want this egg more than anyone else, right?"

"Yeah..." Pu Siqinglan lowered her head helplessly, her short hair hanging down on her forehead, and her voice sounded a little regretful: "But I don't have 800 million yuan..."

"That's right," Han Chuanlong put down the camera in his hand and said in the same helpless voice: "Even I can only make up 200 million. Oh, by the way." He turned his head and looked at it with interest. Sarye said: "This beautiful lady president, you should have the capital, right?"

"Yes." Sariya put her hands into her pockets and said calmly: "It's just that I'm not interested in eggs."

"Let's talk about the egg another day." Suzuki Shiro interrupted the conversation of several people, as if the visits of many people had disturbed his life.

"I understand." Siluov glanced at him unwillingly and sighed, "Okay, I'll take my leave today."

It wasn't until several people who had been thinking about the eggs left one after another that Nishino came over holding a box and said: "President, I brought the eggs."