Suzuki Modern Art Museum.

President's Office.

"Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Maori." As soon as Suzuki Shiro, who had a slightly round figure, saw everyone coming in, he immediately stood up with a smile, "Thank you for coming from afar!"

"Where are there!" Kogoro Mouri smiled, and his eyes showed a proud look.

"Are these two..." President Suzuki looked at Hattori Kazuya, who were following Kogoro in confusion.

"The two of them are Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha!" Yuanko, who was standing next to him, hurriedly introduced, "Dad, Hattori is a famous high school detective in Osaka!"

"Oh? That's great!" Suzuki Shiro was overjoyed when he heard this, "Then I'll ask you for this matter."

"Pack to me! Old man!" Hattori said carelessly, Conan who was watching the side couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"What did you say?" Kogoro Mouri couldn't help frowning after hearing this, "Boy, you actually called Elder Suzuki?"

"It's okay, Mr. Maori." President Suzuki laughed, "I'll introduce you to you. This is the first-class secretary of the Russian ambassador, Siru Ovchinikov."

"Hello." Siru Ovchinikov said in a slightly weird voice.

"This is Mr. Qian Zhiichi." President Suzuki said, pointing to the middle-aged man with a small eyes sitting next to Mr. Siru, "Art Business."

The middle-aged man on the side waved to everyone.

"As for this one," Suzuki Shiro pointed to the young man sitting on the other side, "is Mr. Ryukawa, a free-image writer who applied to take materials to shoot the eggs of memories."

"Please give me advice." The young man in the dress smiled evilly.

Conan frowned, and this smile made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"The last one is Urasi Qinglan, a researcher of the Roman dynasty." Mr. Suzuki said with a smile, pointing to the last young woman wearing a red cheongsam.

"Hello." The woman stood up and gave a light salute.

"Chomisam..." Conan said softly.

Behind everyone, Mr. Nishino's eyes flashed.

"So," after everyone introduced it, Kogoro Mouri took the lead in speaking, "How much is the value of their identification of the easter egg?"

"800 million." Qian, who was beside him, spoke slowly.

"Eight...800 million?!"

Everyone, including Conan, was shocked.

"This... even a golden egg inlaid with diamonds, it may not cost 800 million, right?" Conan's mouth twitched slightly, feeling the power of money for the first time.

By the way, Charlotte seems to have a lot of US dollars in his account? Conan muttered to himself, why didn’t he see him spending money? Why did he keep so much money?

"If you are willing to sell, I can increase the price." Mr. Qian said unsurprisingly.

"President!" Mr. Silu was anxious, "The Emperor's Easter egg is a Russian thing! It is better to send it to our Russian art gallery than to sell it to such a black market without vision."

"Send a gift?" Conan almost laughed out loud. He paid 800 million. Do you want to send a gift?

"You said I have no vision?" Mr. Qian was furious and stood up. Mr. Xilu was not afraid at all. The two immediately started arguing.

"Okay, okay!" Han Chuan, who was standing beside him, had a camera at some point, and looked at the crowd in a mess with a strange smile. "Photographing people is more interesting than shooting that egg!" Then he turned his head to Pu Si Qinglan beside him, "You don't care about your own things. Logically speaking, you are a researcher of the Roman dynasty, and you should want to get this egg more than anyone else, right?"

"Yes..." The woman lowered her head, and her drooping short hair blocked her expression, "But I don't have 800 million yuan..."

"That's right," Hanchuan put down the camera in his hand. "Even I can only raise 200 million."

"It seems that everyone is eyeing this egg!" Conan's mouth showed a sneer, "If Charlotte is here, I'm afraid he will sigh again, right?"

Hattori glanced at everyone with a smile, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"Absent?"

"About that egg..." President Suzuki frowned, "I'll talk about it another day."

"I understand." Mr. Silu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized, "Okay, I'll say goodbye today."

When they saw Silu stand up and leave, everyone also stood up to say goodbye.

"President, I brought the egg." Just as everyone walked out of the room, a voice suddenly came from the door, and then Mr. Nishino walked into the room, holding a box in his hand.

"Hey?" Conan was stunned. This guy was not...

"Thank you for your hard work!" Suzuki Shiro ordered, "Put it on the table! Please sit down everyone."

"Wow!" Xiaolan shouted excitedly, "Can we see that egg?"

"It doesn't look very good!" Yuanzi waved her hand and said indifferently, "I used it as a toy when I was a child."

Toy? Conan smiled bitterly, Miss!

President Suzuki opened the box of the easter egg, and suddenly, an ellipsoid object appeared in everyone's sight.

The egg is green, slightly larger than the palm, and is carved with golden and silver patterns, which looks mysterious. However, there is nothing particularly outstanding.

"Is this the Emperor's Easter egg?" Xiaolan looked at the big green egg curiously.

"Not as beautiful as I imagined." Hattori was even more straightforward.

"It looks like an ostrich egg." He Ye pouted, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This..." Looking at a thin golden thread in the middle, Conan's heart moved, "Can you open it?"

"Yes, you know very well!" Suzuki Shiro looked at Conan with a smile, twisting it casually, revealing the golden statue inside. "This is a model of the Emperor Nikola family, all of which are made of gold."

"Wow!" Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"It's amazing!" Hattori opened his mouth wide.

"There is also a very interesting mechanism for this egg." Shiro Suzuki took out the key and twisted it gently into a small hole.

The model of the emperor family who was quietly staying below slowly rose, and the pages in the emperor's hand slowly opened and moved on their own, forming a scene of family reuniting and enjoying the books together.

"Hey?" Hattori exclaimed, "This is really interesting!"

"The ancient information of Pharaoh recorded the internal design of this egg," Suzuki Shiro said, "It is also because of these records that it is confirmed that this is the authentic one.

"Is the Egg of Memories translated into English in Russian?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

"The Russian language is Moth Pominaniel, and it is a memory when translated into Japanese." President Suzuki replied with a smile.

"But," Conan suddenly spoke, saying in his tender voice, "Why does reading in a book represent memories?"

"Idiot!" Kogoro Mori curled his lips, "The emperor called the child over to read books together. This incident represents their beautiful memories."

"Is there a gem that shined inside the egg?" Xiaolan looked at the egg carefully, as if a curious baby, and smiled at Conan's mouth.

"No, that's just glass." Suzuki Shiro replied unexpectedly.

Hum Conan was stunned. How could he use glass for the gift the emperor gave to the queen?

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Chapter completed!