The mastermind behind Conan

Inside the Rice Flower Art Museum.

"Wu, this painting is called "Leisurely Angel", and it is one of Picasso's masterpieces. "

Akemi Miyano smiled, took Takeshi Shiraishi's arm, and explained in convincing: "Although it is not very famous, I love the transparency and warm brushstrokes of his work..."

"Uh-huh!" Shiraishi Takeshi smiled slightly, touched Miyano Akemi's long hair very affectionately, and said softly: "It seems that Akemi really likes these paintings!"

"This young lady, it seems that you are also a person who knows how to appreciate art!"

The director of the art museum, Ochiai, walked up with a smile on his face: "I also love this work, not only this work, but all the works here, all of them are my favorites! They are like my children..."

"Yes, I can see it in your expression!" Shiraishi nodded at him gracefully.

"Director Ochiai, there aren't a lot of visitors to the museum right now, can you please give us two a good explanation? I'm really interested in these works of art!"

Akemi Miyano's beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked at the transformation on the wall with a longing face, and pleaded.

But the next second.

She looked up at Bai Shiwu in a hurry, and asked timidly, "But, is it okay~"

"Of course, Akemi, what are you thinking? What an idiot!" Shiraishi Takeshi talked affectionately about Akemi Miyano's smooth white forehead.

"Of course, it is my duty and mission to explain the works to everyone who loves art!"

Curator Ochiai stroked his long gray beard with a smile on his face, turned his head, and looked at a painting on the side, just about to explain.

This time.

Not far away, a thin staff member, with a cautious look, held a painting in both hands, ready to hang it up.

"Kameda!!What the hell are you doing!"

Director Ochiai's face changed suddenly, and he yelled at the man, "Didn't I emphasize it to you several times? When you take the work, you must wear gloves! Can you afford to pay for it?"

"Ahh I'm sorry!" Saburo Kameda replied with a flustered face.

"Forget it, get out of here, Iijima, you're in charge of hanging it up!" Director Ochiai glanced angrily at Saburo Kameda before speaking to another staff member behind him.

"Ah, yes, yes, Director Ochiai!" replied Aijima.

"Ah, it's still the same, only two or three kittens!" a fat man walked leisurely, his eyes full of disdain when he touched the paintings hanging on the walls.

On his body, Bai Shiwu only smelled the smell of copper, and in his eyes, Bai Shiwu only saw one bill after another.

"True, really boss!!" Director Ochiai, who was still scolding aggressively a second ago, suddenly panicked.

"In ten days, this place will be closed!

The corners of Kenichiro Manaka's mouth rose up with disdain: "These moldy and broken things, I'll trouble you, Director Ochiai, hum!"

“！？"

There was a sudden silence.

"Designer, take out the design sketch!" Kenichiro Manaka sneered at the silent Director Ochiai, and said unscrupulously to the designer who was following him.

"Yes, yes..."

Seeing Kenichiro Manaka and the others pointing and shouting loudly in the art museum, Akemi Miyano's brows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, the guy named Manaka just now said that the museum was going to close, is it true?"

"Yes... It is scheduled to be demolished in 10 days, and it is said that it will be built as a hotel. Because there are fewer and fewer people who know how to appreciate art, and the museum has been unable to make ends meet for several years, the owner behind this art museum went bankrupt and sold the museum to the owner of Manaka..."

Director Ochiai explained helplessly: "Originally, it was sold on the condition of continuing to operate the museum, but this bastard in the real middle actually said that he would turn this place into a luxury hotel the day after he bought it!"

"What... How can this be!?" Shiraishi Takeshi obviously felt that Akemi Miyano's mood had fallen to a low point, and he glanced thoughtfully at Boss Manaka, who was gesturing with great money, and his eyes flashed.

Sky Exhibition Hall!

Earth Exhibition Hall!

I walked through several exhibition halls in a row.

Akemi Miyano seemed to be the reason why the museum was going to be closed and converted into a hotel in ten days, so she went in and carefully observed each exhibition hall.

"Huh...?" Akemi Miyano suddenly groaned in confusion.

"Non-staff, no entry?"

Akemi Miyano looked at the exhibition hall manual in her hand and frowned slightly: "It's strange... There's supposed to be a hell gallery here, right?

"Akemi, come back and see it later! Maybe there's something going on inside, so this exhibition hall is closed for the time being!" said Shiraishi Takeshi affectionately in her ear.

"Well, yes, yes!" Akemi Miyano's face flushed slightly, and she looked around carefully, and was relieved to find that there was no one around at the moment.

Followed by.

Marine Exhibition Hall.

Desert Exhibition Hall.

......

After a round of the tour, it was discovered that the sign placed on the leading to the Hell Exhibition Hall had been removed.

"The last exhibition hall!"

Akemi Miyano's face was flushed, and she slowly walked into the Hell Exhibition Hall with her arm around Takeshi Shiraishi.

Inside the venue, the light is very dim.

On both sides, there are hideous armor statues and paintings representing the catastrophe of the end times.

There was an inexplicable smell in the air.

It's kind of like-

The smell of blood.

"No, that's not right!"

Bai Shiwu frowned.

"It's not like it, and it's clearly the smell of blood!"

Look up.

I saw a huge painting hanging in the deepest part of the venue.

The monstrous demon was pierced through the abdomen by a huge sharp sword, and flesh flew everywhere.

Title of the painting: Damnation.

And the disgusting smell of fishy smell came from the dark ground before the painting.

"It seems that I really activated the Grim Reaper system, wherever I go, I will die!" Bai Shiwu suddenly stopped.