Conan Super Detective

As soon as Gan Jiang just disappeared from the eyes of everyone, he rushed to the second room full of famous paintings.

"Idiot, I told you, be careful to die inside..." Dongma naturally noticed his movements, but although there are some secret mechanisms in the room, if there is no correct method, it will really die. .

On the other side, Jiang Jiangyi did not know that he was jumping into the trap set by the ancient man 737 a hundred years ago, and he was happily investigating the back of each painting carefully, trying to find the mechanism.

Finally, a hidden mechanism was discovered behind a painting, and Gan Jiang sneered, "Just as I expected."

It didn't seem to be a very complicated mechanism. After a simple fiddling, he opened the mechanism.

The gleaming precious stones covered the hidden compartment inside, and the dazzling light was simply fascinating.

Gan Jiang couldn't help the greed and greed in his heart again and again, and he reached out to take out the gem, "It seems that there is no egg. But it doesn't matter..."

But as soon as he reached in, a buckle opened automatically, and it happened to handcuff his wrist.

The ceiling above his head also opened at the same time, and sharp weapons such as swords, guns and halberds were shot down.

"Ah..."

The scream was like a dying domestic pig, unpleasant and harsh.

But when these sharp weapons were about to fall on top of his head, they suddenly stopped automatically, just hanging in the air like the sword of Damocles.

Maori and others ran over and immediately understood this scene. Maori furiously said, "What's the matter?"

Gan Jiang escaped from the dead, breathing heavily in sweat, unable to answer Maori's questions.

Dongma walked up Shishiran from behind, gently patted the shoulder of Jia Jiangyi, and said with a smile: "So, good medicine is bitter, and good faith is against your ears. I didn't tell you before and let you Don’t memorize so many things, and be careful to die here? Why don’t you listen?"

"Look, I was almost killed, didn't it?" Dongma smiled and stretched out his hand to move the weapon tied with the string, causing the deadly metal to make a sharp crash.

"No! Don't move! Please, don't move!" He shouted madly hoarsely.

Just kidding, that is the rope from a hundred years ago, no matter how strong it looks, after nearly a hundred years, it has long been decayed, and it has been blessed by the great god without the first time to break it. Winter The horse moved so casually twice, who knows if one or two will be broken, and then it was too late for him to cry.

"So, do you know that you are wrong?" Dongma asked with a smile, and naturally he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, as if he had eaten Xuanmai chewing gum and couldn't stop at all.

"Got it, I know it's wrong! I won't touch anything here anymore! Please, let me go out soon!" Qiang shouted with tears in his eyes.

"This is a good citizen. If every citizen can be as well-behaved as you, I can save a lot of unnecessary trivia." Dongma said, and then waved his hand to the butler Zebe to come over and open the lock. The guy was released.

"This old castle has many institutions. After all, most aristocrats at that time were victims of paranoia. Although the one just now was not fatal, the rest is hard to say." Dongma said with a smile, and received It was confirmed by Zebe.

On the other hand, Shiratori turned over all the contents of the bag, including screwdrivers, wrenches, hacksaws, etc., "In other words, please don't act without authorization, Mr. Qian."

Shiratori threw him a flashlight, "You only need this flashlight."

"I know, I won't steal anymore." Gan Jiangyi sat on the ground and gasped.

Conan watched the dangling sword, "Master Xiyi really likes organs, that is to say..."

"Does this castle have a basement?"

Butler Zebe replied positively, "No."

Conan asked persistently, "Where is the great-grandfather's room on the first floor?"

"There is an office."

So everyone came to the office on the first floor and pushed the door in. Everyone saw a lot of portraits and photos of people hanging on the wall. Sawabe said that these were photos that Mr. Kiichi liked, as well as some photographs of the time.

Dongma was curious, "Natsumi, where's your great-grandmother's picture?"

"Speaking of this, it's really strange, there is no one, so I don't even know what the great-grandmother looks like." Xia Mei is also very strange about this, but she doesn't know the reason.

Suddenly, Gan Jiang found a black and white photo with two people on it, one sitting and the other standing behind, "Isn't the man behind Rasputin?"

As a member of the Russian Embassy, ​​Xilu recognized the signature of this famous person at a glance, "Yes, look, there is his signature on it."

Xiaolan's foreign history is obviously not very good, "Dad, who is Rasputin?"

"I only know that he is a sinner of history." Maori spread his hands, saying that he actually didn't know this kind of more partial foreigner.

Chapter 0096 Magician at the end of the century (ten)

"That is an important person in the last court of Russia. It is definitely not just a sinner in history. As a mystic, his related items are sometimes even more valuable than those of the Tsar! Just this rare signature , You can make a lot of money when you get it in the market!" Yan Jiang shouted without changing his nature.

But then Dongma squinted at it with a smile, and stopped talking.

"Compared to this, let's find the second Easter egg first." Shiratori said suddenly.

It seems that he doesn't care about the castle itself, which is very aristocratic and very in line with his usual preferences, but pays more attention to the Easter Egg, which is not within the scope of his duties.

"That said, where do I find such a big castle?" After saying this, Maori lit a cigarette and thought about it.

"As expected of Uncle Maori, you can easily find the entrance to the secret room." Dongma suddenly smiled.

However, Maori said with an unclear expression: "What's the matter? Where is the basement!"

Hearing that, Dongma smiled and pointed to the cigarette in Maori's hand.

"Didn't you have found the direction of the entrance..."

The fluttering smoke faintly fluttered with the wind, but the problem was that there should be no wind in this old castle with no vents.

Only then did Maori finally come back to his senses, and then took a closer look at the cigarette in his hand, and then suddenly said: "When you say this, it seems like there is wind blowing up below."

"So obviously, there is a secret basement below. As expected of Uncle Maori, you can find the secret room easily..." Dongma smiled and complimented, and Maori also laughed cooperatively.

He naturally could see that the Dongma Gang was acting in front of other people at this time, and he was naturally very grateful. After all, he was a detective, and unlike Dongma, which was an iron rice bowl, he would depend on fame for his food in the future.

"The Maori detective is worthy of being a detective. Although he is a god of death, his reasoning ability is also top-notch." At this time, Shiratori still did not forget to compliment and sarcastically.

"That said, Mr. Kiichi, who likes production facilities, must have hidden the switch somewhere."

Speaking of Dongma, he started to circle around the room, and quickly lifted a piece on the floor against the wall, revealing the old button keyboard inside.

"What's that?" Maori asked in surprise looking at the words that he didn't recognize.

"It's the Russian alphabet." Dongma stood up and said.

"Can you open the door of the secret room with this?" Gan Jiang asked.

Dongma looked at him with idiot eyes and said: "Of course there must be a password..."

Dongma knelt down to the cipher and asked, "What password do you think it should be?"

Maori said, "Memories must be in Russian!"