The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Han Chuanlong noticed her look and raised his eyebrows. He took pictures of the flying seagulls in a hurry, then slowly turned around and showed off the necklace on his chest.

Pu Si Qinglan's eyes instantly brightened.

"If I read it correctly, this is also..."

"Well, you admitted that right." Samkawa Ryu looked over her shoulder and met Tang Ze who was whispering with the detectives in the corridor. He shrugged and took off the necklace with the ring from around his neck. He handed it to Pu Si Qinglan, who is indeed an expert in this matter. "

Pu Siqinglan was stunned by his casual gesture, but the action of taking the thing in her hand was very honest.

She carefully wiped the surface of the silver ring a few times, carefully inspected it under the setting sun, then turned it over, turned the ring little by little, and read the words engraved on the inside clearly.

"Indeed, this is something that belongs to Nicholas II's third daughter Maria... You actually have such an inventory..."

"Are you interested?" Han Chuanlong seemed impatient to hear her next compliment and asked directly, "If you are interested, I can resell this to you cheaply."

"Huh?" Pu Siqinglan raised her head blankly, "You want to change hands?"

Based on the character of Han Chuanlong she had seen before, he was a young man who loved to show off. He collected these things not so much for fun, but more for show, and to sell them for a price.

It was extremely abnormal to hang such a valuable collection around his neck openly and touch it with his camera. It should be brought out to show off. Such a straightforward tone was simply abnormal.

"Yes." Han Chuanlong nodded lightly, "I'm going to clear out the things in my hands. I'm not a professional cultural relic dealer. Rather than holding the treasure in my hands, I still prefer to record its light, shadow and beauty. . Sharing the world that I see with my eyes is my original intention in this industry.”

"Oh, oh..." Pu Siqinglan looked down at the silver ring in her hand, and for a moment she didn't know what to answer.

Whether it's Han Chuanlong or a go-getter, she actually looks down upon these guys who are participating in the competition for the egg of memories.

It is not a disdain for their financial resources or personal abilities, but mainly for their purpose of obtaining treasures.

From the bottom of her heart, Scobin regarded herself as the legitimate heir to the legacy of the Romanov dynasty, so she was jealous and even more disdainful of these guys who pursued cultural relics for money or worldly fame. Sometimes, when she encountered When it comes to people who collect especially a lot of things, she may even feel a little resentful about having things taken away from her.

Her previous judgment of Han Chuanlong was within this range, but when she suddenly heard his remarks, it was inevitable that she would not be able to recover.

"The change is a bit too big, isn't it?" Han Chuanlong seemed to notice her confusion, and shrugged with a smile, "I don't know how to explain it, maybe people are like this sometimes. Yesterday, standing on When it was dark in the exhibition hall, I was imagining what the Egg of Memory would look like, imagining how to obtain it, and place it in the center of the collection room. Suddenly, I noticed the darkness around me..."

As he spoke, he slowly turned around and continued to look at the sunset that was slowly setting outside the horizon, and his voice became a little unreal.

"The splendid exhibition hall has lost its lights and electricity, those treasures with their own origins, those undercurrents of communication, and all the man-made splendor have disappeared. Only the high-hanging moon quietly overlooks the earth... I Suddenly I felt that there was no point in just waving my money and chasing a treasure that I wasn't that interested in. My original intention was not to hunt for treasures or be a collector, I just wanted to be a photographer and record the ups and downs of the treasures and the people and things surrounding them. I just heard too much about them along the way. I was praised for it, so I gradually became influenced by that atmosphere, and my thoughts changed. Actually, it’s quite boring.”

Touching the camera in his hand, a soft and cheerful smile suddenly appeared on his face that always seemed a bit mean due to his slickness.

"Wow, that sounds quite romantic." Suzuki Sonoko, who was sitting on the side, covered her mouth and whispered.

"Maybe this is really the artist's idea." Mao Lilan was also a little surprised, touched his fingertips and made a clapping gesture, "It sounds very powerful. Mr. Hanchuan will become an excellent photographer."

"I accept your good advice." Han Chuanlong turned his head and smiled freely at Mao Lilan.

"Then if you become a great photographer, you must remember that this is the insight you gained in the Suzuki family art museum." When I heard it, Suzuki Sonoko did not pretend to be pretentious, and expressed it openly with her hands on her hips.

"Okay, I will remember to save these words for when I win the Pulitzer Prize." Samkawa Ryu waved to her coolly.

"So, you came with us for nothing, another egg that has not yet appeared..." Natsumi Kasaka tilted her head.

"I'm more interested in the journey itself. With so many detectives and collectors gathering together to find the secrets of the past left over from the war years, what a fascinating treasure hunt it is." Han Chuanlong smiled.

"Wow..."

Everyone's focus was successfully diverted away by Han Chuanlong who suddenly realized the Tao. Only Pu Siqinglan, who was still holding the ring in her hand, stood there blankly, unable to speak.

"So, little girl, are you going to buy it or not?" Qian Jiangyi, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, could no longer hold back. He took a few steps forward, took out a horseshoe mirror from his arms, and observed her palm, saying, "If you don't plan to buy it, put it down and let me take a closer look. This guy has a lot of good things in stock. If I can get them cheaply at one time..."

He didn't bother to care about what Han Chuanlong was going crazy about.

Whether he really thought it through or was just talking nonsense hypocritically, it had nothing to do with him. He was not an expert scholar who loved treasures, he was just an open businessman.

Now that he heard that there was an opportunity to pick up a bargain, he was completely focused on how to find out Han Chuanlong's real inventory and psychological price, and didn't care whether his behavior was rude or not.

Pu Siqinglan came to her senses and lowered her head. Seeing Qian Jiangyi carefully observing her palm with a horseshoe mirror, her expression immediately changed.

This was not because he longed for the ring, but because the act of observing her palm itself made her inner alarm sirens ring.

As a well-trained killer, Pu Siqinglan had come into contact with guns the most.

Although she had tried her best to avoid exposing related features after completing her training, and usually wore gloves with her clothes to cover the calluses on her hands, but because she was pretending to be a Chinese, she had been wearing short-sleeved cheongsams recently, and there were no particularly suitable gloves to wear, so at this moment, her right hand was open and exposed very honestly.

If Qian Jiangyi was not a cultural relic dealer, but a policeman or detective, perhaps the abnormality of her hand would have been exposed at such a close distance.

"I really don't plan to take over for the time being." Thinking of this, Pu Siqinglan immediately turned her palm and handed the ring directly to Qian Jiangyi's hand, "I still want the Egg of Memory more now, and I can't give more money for the time being... That's 800 million, enough to empty my savings..." Qian Jiangyi took the ring, weighed it a few times, and glanced at her lightly after hearing the words, and snorted. "Little girl, if you are really short of money, don't come to play these things. 800 million? If the Egg of Memory really exists and is designed in pairs with it, or it itself guides the hiding place of the last egg, let alone 800 million, it will be more than doubled. If you retreat now, I advise you to give up early." Pu Siqinglan's drooping palm curled up, and she couldn't help but stare. The bloodshot in her right eye has not completely dissipated, and the white of her eye is filled with blood vessels and has become another color. Now when she stares so coldly, there is an indescribable taste in it. Even Qian Jiangyi, an old man, instinctively wanted to take a step back when she glared at him.

Fortunately, Pu Siqinglan quickly controlled her emotions, retracted her gaze, pretended to be angry at his words, raised her chin high in displeasure, and walked towards the cabin.

Tang Ze and others who witnessed the whole process silently watched her step heavily and walked straight back to the cabin.

"Everyone says that you are a person with strong intuition. How do you feel when you see this scene?" When Pu Siqinglan's figure was completely invisible, Tang Ze turned his head and asked Hattori Heiji.

The essential purpose of Pu Siqinglan's killing intentions and killings several times on this journey was that she did not hide it well and was exposed.

Pu Siqinglan is a professional killer, but she is not a professional agent.

Her "work experience" over the years has made her more adept at disguise. Whether it is the identity of a foreigner or more details, she has tried to hide them. From the perspective of an outsider, she has done well enough.

But some things, without systematic training and lack of high-pressure environment, are prone to mistakes.

Especially Scobin's original purpose of becoming a killer, although not entirely for "pleasure", is essentially selfish and self-interested, including the sense of ritual and mission, and also serves his own desires.

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Such a person's style of behavior must be difficult to hide details, and it is impossible to abandon all personal enjoyment and desires for disguise, including the photo of Rasputin she carries with her, including her irresistible desire for treasures...

And most of the time, when she faces these mistakes, her only choice is to kill.

As long as the person who is found is killed, it is almost equivalent to not being exposed. Scobin has relied on this kind of ferocity to roam around and has not been arrested so far.

Once the detectives pay close attention to her details, it is only a matter of time before they find out about her.

"This woman has a big problem." Hattori Heiji said in a deep voice.

"First of all, she is definitely not Chinese." Conan said in a very confident tone, "She doesn't even look like an Asian. Although I don't know any Chinese people, she doesn't look like one."

"Although she can speak Chinese and speaks it properly, the tone she uses when talking about China doesn't sound like she is describing her hometown." Hattori Heiji added.

"The Suzuki family's art museum is not only about things from Tsarist Russia, but also from all over the world, but she has no reaction to those things."

"Yeah, no matter how you think about it, if it's not for hyping up the value and then reselling it in the secondary market, why would a Chinese care about Russian things?"

"Well, her Chinese characters are not as good as Tang Ze's."

"Indeed. The reaction just now was not right. Did you see the look in her eyes?"

"As a detective, it seems that you should not be so arbitrary, but I have to say that it is the look of a criminal..."

With Tang Ze's opening, the two people talked more and more smoothly, and they were about to convict Pu Siqinglan directly.

"Ahem..."

When they were in the middle of the conversation, a slightly deliberate cough interrupted the overly heated discussion between the two.

They turned around at the same time and saw the face of Bai Ma Tan who was holding a pocket watch and checking the time.

"Hurry up and let's talk straight." Bai Ma Tan closed the cover of the watch and said bluntly, "She may be Scobin. What do you two think?"

When the detectives on the deck were discussing the climax of the story, several people wearing masks and dressed as staff members walked around the cabin, completely blending into the crowd who were tidying up the restaurant and preparing dinner.

After carefully observing the photos on the table for a while, Hagiwara Kenji waited until Matsuda Jinpei came out of the bathroom and made an OK gesture, then followed him out of the guest room quietly and closed the door behind him.

"This is the power of changing one's heart."

It was not until they left the corridor and were alone that Hagiwara Kenji slightly adjusted the brim of his hat and revealed his eyes.

Matsuda Jinpei adjusted his headphones and listened to the sound of Ryu Kamikawa talking about his past shooting experiences and chatting between the Mori father and daughter, and nodded.

"It's like a completely different person, isn't it? I couldn't imagine that he could have such power at first."

"It doesn't seem like a completely different person." Hagiwara Kenji took off the mask on his face and said with emotion, "From what he said, he just let go of the desire to be tempted by fame and fortune, and regained the heart that made him start this business. It's not a bad thing. However, the collectibles business he has been running for so many years has been burned down just because of our efforts in one night... It's a bit scary to think about it."

"Why, do you think that, no matter good or bad, it is the path he chose after all?"

"Hmm..."

Matsuda Jinpei raised his hand and patted his friend's shoulder.

He had similar doubts at the beginning, but seeing Tang Ze come to this point, he almost no longer has such doubts.

"If he hadn't changed his mind, he would definitely show off the treasure he carried with him, and then he might be targeted by Scobin and become the next soul to be killed by the gun... We took away his desire, and he saved his life, right? Tang Ze never does business that makes people lose money, you can rest assured about this."