Conan's Mori Kogoro

However, this Nizi returned with satisfaction after receiving the text message from Kogoro Moori.

The next day, at ten o'clock on Wednesday morning, Kogoro Mouri drove Lexus to the Maoyan Café.

These three cats all called last night, telling themselves that they must come today, and they asked Yazi to help spread the letter.Kogoro Mouri appeared at the entrance of the cafe with his previously stolen painting "Smile on the Rhine Lake".

The bell rang, and Kogoro Mouri pushed in.

Seeing this, Xiao Ai greeted him in surprise, and directly took his arm and pulled him into it.

The tiger-patterned orange cat next to him also got into the arms of Kogoro Mouri, obviously very close to him.

The cafe did not open, but there were already customers in it, and three tables were full.

At one table sat a big Russian, an old man with a horoscope, and a long-haired male photographer;

At the other table, there was a girl in red cheongsam and a girl with long brown hair, and a steward was standing behind her.

The two women looked very beautiful, and Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but look more.

And confronting them are the two sisters of Afterlife Tears and Afterlife Hitomi.

And their master Kuroba Chikage sat on the table beside him, yawning lazily.

The next life Hitomi resolutely said: "Sorry, we don't have the egg of memory you mentioned here, you found the wrong person, please go back."

The old man with eight-character Hu took the box and said, "Little girl, you can't fool me. Someone told me that the fifty-first egg of memory is in your hands."

"You can sell it to us, the 800 million yen is yours, how about it, is it a good deal?"

This old man with eight characters is a famous antique dealer in Tokyo, but his reputation is not good. There is a profiteer named Gan Jiangyi.

The asking price here is far lower than the actual price.

And the Russian next to him spoke in unskilled Japanese: "Two beautiful ladies, such precious cultural relics should be donated to our Russian Art Museum."

"Going back to the museum and gathering with other eggs of memories is the home of this cultural relic!"

This big man was named Siruofu Zinnikov, the first-class clerk of the Russian embassy, ​​and he came for the egg of memory.

The long-haired male photographer next to him chuckled lightly: "The Egg of Memories hasn't appeared yet, and you are fighting each other out. It's really interesting."

"It seems that I have no worries about the documentary material!"

Hearing this, Gan Jiangyi and Siruofu looked a little ugly.

Kuroba Chikage only saw Mouri Kogoro, his purple eyes lit up, and he quickly greeted him over.

Mouri Kogoro and Xiao Ai came to Chikage's deck together, and watched the situation on the court together with them.

With the master at the side, Xiao Ai calmed down in an instant, and sat on the opposite side to tease the big orange cat.

On the other hand, Kogoro Mori's big hand landed on Chikage's beautiful legs, full of flexibility.

He asked in a low voice, "Who are they?"

Qianying immediately gave it a blank look: "You said it was all caused by the egg of memories you gave Xiaolei and the others."

"The news came out somehow. Many people came to visit yesterday, and today they came together."

Kogoro Mouri frowned slightly: "No, this matter is very hidden. Although this egg of memory was put on the Fuguiwan auction, it was withdrawn before the auction. Not many people know about this."

"Someone must be making a ghost, deliberately letting out the wind."

His eyes fell on several people present.

Qianying introduced the origins of the people next to him. The big man was from the Russian Embassy, ​​and Hu was an antique profiteer.

And the long-haired man who has been shooting and recording is the freelance photographer Ryu Samkawa!

The woman with a red slit cheongsam, short gray hair and a delicate face is a scholar who studies the history of the Romanov dynasty. She seems to be from the celestial dynasty, named Pu Si Qinglan!

The woman with long brown hair and a sweet smile in an orange skirt is a French pastry chef, Natsumi Kasaka!

Behind her was her old housekeeper, Mr. Sawabe!

These people are all here for the egg of memories.

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Pu Siqinglan is obviously a mixture of Russians and yellow races, with fair skin, deep eyes, full of exotic style, and very delicate appearance.She first greeted them with the tears of the afterlife in Chinese, and then changed to Japanese.

"Manager, I am a scholar who specializes in Normanov's history. I don't want the eggs of memories."

"It's just that the store manager can lend me a look at it, and I'm satisfied."

Hearing this, the next life tears and the next life Tong looked at each other, their eyes were quite embarrassed.

The profiteer businessman on the side smirked and laughed: "This kind of person who doesn't want anything has bigger plans. You must be careful.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Pu Si Qinglan couldn't help but frowned.

The Russian clerk Siroof next to him turned to Kasaka Natsumi.

"Miss Kasaka, as a pastry chef, why are you here to join in the fun?"

"This egg of memory is not something you should mix with."

Kasaka Natsumi's face immediately became angry.

The butler behind Sawabe hurriedly said: "The Egg of Memories originally belonged to our Kosaka family, and it was a last resort to sell it to others. Now it is natural to return to the Kosaka family."

After tears, he curiously asked, "Miss Kasaka, what's going on?"

Kasaka Natsumi took out two withered design drawings from her handbag and put them on the table for everyone to see.

These are the two parts of the Egg of Memories, and everyone leaned forward to watch them.

"My great-grandfather Kiichi used to work as a worker in Russia's Fabero Outstanding Workshop, which is the workshop that made the eggs of memories, and married a local girl."

"In the second year of the outbreak of the Russian Revolution, my great-grandfather and his wife returned home and gave birth to my grandmother."

"Mother Zeng died soon after returning to China, and his father Zeng died nine years later."

"My parents died in a car accident when I was a child, and I was brought up by my grandmother."

The steward Zebu continued: "But the old woman passed away last month. The parting last words are hoping to get back the eggs of the memories back then."