"Wow! What a beautiful painting!" Xiaolan shouted excitedly at the medieval paintings of various styles.

"..." Conan looked at a bunch of strange paintings made of various strange patterns, and his eyebrows began to twitch. "What the hell is this!"

"..." Kogoro Mori, who was standing beside him, looked at Conan with approval with a look of recognition.

“It’s great that you love these artworks.”

At this time, an old man with a beard in his sixties came over. Hearing Xiaolan's praise, he smiled kindly, "No, I should say that I like all the artworks here, just like my children, they are all so cute!"

"Is it..." Xiaolan looked at the old man with white hair and beard in surprise.

"Oh, sorry. I'm rude," the old man introduced himself, "I am the director here, the surname Ji Luohe, hello you guys!"

"So it's Mr. Curator!" Xiaolan said with a smile.

"Okay, please enjoy it slowly." Director Luohe was about to walk away, but he heard a clicking sound. He turned his head to look at it. It turned out that it was an employee dismantling the painting on the wall.

"Kata! What are you doing!" Director Luohe shouted angrily, "You must wear gloves when handling works. Have you forgotten?!"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Huoda apologized and said, looking down at his hand.

"You don't have to do it anymore," Director Luohe was still angry. "Iijima, I'll ask you here," he told another staff member.

"Okay." Iijima replied.

"..." Kawada turned around and walked away, and the moment he turned around, a trace of resentment flashed by.

"It's still the same as usual, there are very few people!" A disgusting voice came from the door, and Conan and others couldn't help but frown.

"Real boss." Director Luohe turned his head and said a little stiffly.

"There will be closed in a few days. Please take good care of the place," a fat man appeared beside everyone, his tone was very annoying. "Take good care of these rags!" He turned his head, "Designer, bring the design drawings!"

"..." Director Luohe did not speak.

"Is this place going to disappear soon?" Xiaolan asked worriedly.

"...Yes!" Director Luohe was silent for a moment, and then said, "The former boss was not allowed to sell the art gallery to the real one because the company went bankrupt."

"The former boss sold the art gallery to him because his boss promised to continue to open the art gallery!" employee Iijima said angrily, "But not long after he bought it, this place will be converted into a hotel!"

"Dang!" Just as everyone was talking, the employee named Kamada dropped a pair of helmets of medieval armor that were being transported to the ground, making a loud noise.

"This person is getting harsh on the artwork again," Conan thought to himself.

"You are Watan, right? I heard about you, you should make money quickly! Hahahahahaha!" After Shin-ho said that, he left with a laugh.

"Damn it!" Kawada, who had just picked up the helmet, angrily smashed the helmet hard onto the car carrying the armor, and made another loud noise.

"It's coming again!" Conan was ready to get angry again, "Uh, strange?" He found that Curator Luohe turned around and walked away without saying a word.

"I was so angry just now..." Conan looked at the director's back strangely. He always felt that the situation of this scene seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it. He couldn't help but frown.

Next, they walked through the earth, the sky, and the seahara. After seeing these works of art, Conan and Kogoro began to understand the meaning of the works of art.

"Strange?" When she walked to a corner, Xiaolan saw a sign, "No entry? There is obviously a room here!" She looked at the map album in her hand and said strangely.

"Forget it," Kogoro Mouri said impatiently, "Let's go somewhere else."

One hour later.

"I can't do it anymore! Sister Lan, let's go home!" Conan and Kogoro slumped on the chair, looking at the red sun hanging from the west outside, without any movement.

"I'm hungry." Kogoro was so tired.

"You two are really inferior!" Xiaolan inserted her waist, still looking full of vitality. "It's only just a few turns! Alas!" She suddenly noticed the corner, "There are no signs that are prohibited! Let's go in and take a look!"

"...Hey!" Conan and Kogoro looked exhausted.

"You can go home!" Xiaolan said when she saw this, "But, you cook your supper today! Oh hehehehe!" She let out a queen laugh.

"...It's so bad!" by Conan and Kogoro Mouri's eyes were full of fire.

In Hell.

"This room is so dark!" Xiaolan said as she walked.

"Because this is the exhibition room for hell!" Conan was quite interesting to watch.

"Wow! What a big painting!" I exclaimed at a painting that was almost one person tall.

On the painting is a knight in armor, covered in blood, facing his back to everyone. In front of him is a demon who is stabbed into the heart by a long sword.

"This is the real hell picture!" Kogoro said in surprise.

"..." Conan felt a sense of ominous premonition. There seemed to be something in the dark, which made people feel extremely depressed, as if there was still some sound...

"The name of this painting is Tian Fei." Xiaolan was still looking at the painting with great enthusiasm, "It tells the story of the righteous knight sealing the demon."

"...No!" Conan finally heard the faint voice!

“Tick…tick”

"!" Conan suddenly turned around and saw a terrifying scene.

Blood!

Blood everywhere!

Just behind the painting of Tian Fei, the wallpaper was covered with dark red liquid. A large amount of blood was sprayed out in large quantities as the human body was broken, and the two sides were dyed red. The blood that was constantly dripping accumulated on the ground into a pool of blood, highlighting the bloody color of the Hell House. The long sword passed through the heart and nailed the entire body to the wall. The hideous and terrifying expression on the face before death was like a demon.

"Really, boss!" After seeing his fat body and ferocious face, Xiaolan couldn't help but let out a harsh scream.

Conan's mind was now in chaos, and his whole brain seemed to explode like thunder.

"If a person kills a person who wants to destroy all this for his own dreams, his lifelong protection, or even his own beliefs, for his own selfish desires, will you stop him?"

Go and kill someone who wants to destroy all this for his own selfish desires.

Go and kill someone who wants to destroy it.

Go and kill someone who ruins all this.

Go and kill someone.

"Is it... it's really you, Charlotte?"

Under the bloody setting sun, the boy murmured.

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Chapter completed!