Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1387 Chapter 1387 [The cadres also want to make gossip] ask for a monthly ticket (〃〃)
Vodka: "..." It seems that I guessed wrong.

Fortunately, Gin didn't expect him to guess right, so he continued, "Kasaka Natsumi's great-grandmother may be the princess Maria who disappeared during the revolution."

Of course, this is just a flash of speculation, lacking evidence.Qin Jiu thought to himself: Maybe Wu Zuo also found something interesting in this, so he wanted to bring all the actors to see what was hidden in the castle, so as to uncover this unfinished history.

In addition...

"Pusi Qinglan's syllable changes, and it becomes 'Rasputin'. The photo on the TV cabinet in her room happens to be a single photo of Rasputin, and she always shoots people on the right. Now, to worship Rasputin to such an extent, maybe 'Squabing' is not just a fan, but has a blood relationship with him."

Gin recalled the information he saw along the way: "If 'Maria''s gray eyes were inherited from her empress mother, then Nicholas II's empress seemed to have been ambiguous with Rasputin—— Those two women may be distant relatives and sisters that they don't even know about."

Vodka: "..." I came here to do a random task, and I actually ate melons from 100 years ago. What a mess.

But he really didn't expect that his elder brother would be interested in these histories.

"This is useful news." Gin didn't seem to be purely gossiping, he took out his mobile phone and typed something on it, "Someone might be interested in the descendants of the Tsarist Russian royal family."

Afterwards, he closed the cabinet door, let Vodka put the oil painting back in place, turned and left the room, as if intending to continue to visit and look for other discoveries.

……

At this time, a group of serious guests who came for the "Egg of Memories" were still visiting the other corner upstairs.

Conan looked around, feeling something was wrong: "Did something happen just now?"

The top of the mountain is very windy, blowing on the outer wall of the castle, making a lot of noise.The two rooms are again exactly on the diagonal.

Jiang Xia listened carefully for a while, and didn't hear many unusual noises, but heard the retelling of the scene on the other side by the ghosts, and the grand harvest of ice cream.

He looked at Conan's ears in surprise: "..." Could it be that the legendary Hawaiian training course also comes with enhanced five senses?
The old butler was a little deaf, and also didn't hear the sound.

Hearing this, he just looked down at the ground: "Did you step on the mechanism? ——Master Xiyi likes to design all kinds of small mechanisms. We used to trigger some by accident, adding a lot of fun to life. "

"'Some'... There are quite a few institutions. It may be difficult to determine the storage location of the 'Egg of Memories' only from the location of the institutions." "White Bird Police Department" sighed and looked at Jiang Xia, "Castle I’ve also browsed around briefly, do you have any ideas?”

Jiang Xia looked away from Pusi Qinglan, thought about the upcoming harvest season, and said casually: "Hide things are usually hidden in the basement or secret room. The walls here seem not thick enough to seal the secret room, and the secret passages or cabinets are barely enough. Let it go."

"That is to say, it is more likely to be hidden underground." Conan seemed to have an idea, he looked up at the old housekeeper, "Grandpa housekeeper, is there a basement here?"

The old butler shook his head: "No."

"No?" Conan was taken aback, but he didn't give up, "Is there a room for that great-grandfather craftsman on the first floor?"

"There is Master Xiyi's office, but it is rarely used now." The old housekeeper turned and led the way, "This way."

……

Several people went back to the first floor along the stairs, and the old housekeeper pushed open a door.

Compared with the other rooms they visited, this room was slightly smaller and more modest in appearance, like a miniature library.Built-in bookshelves hold a variety of books on two walls.On the other wall, there are some old black and white photos.

"This room is mainly used to display photos of Mr. Xiyi, as well as some photographic works." The old butler made a gesture of "please come in", signaling them to come in and visit.

Most of the people who appeared in the photo were wearing clothes in the style of the last century, and they belonged to the generation of Pusi Qinglan's great-grandfather.The breath of the times is coming.

Suzuki Sonoko remembered that Kasaka Natsumi said that her eyes were inherited from her great-grandmother when chatting on the boat.

She couldn't help being curious about the appearance of that great-grandmother, and looked at the many photos in the room: "Miss Xia Mei, which one is the photo of your great-grandmother?"

Kasaka Natsumi smiled helplessly: "I don't know what my great-grandmother looks like. There is no picture of her here. There are no other places. I searched for it when I was young, but I couldn't find any... Maybe she didn't know Love to take pictures, I heard that some old people think that there are monsters living in the camera, and they will take away the soul of the person being photographed when taking pictures, so they are determined not to show up."

Jiang Xia: "..." It may also be that he was being hunted down at the time, and it was not easy to leave a picture of himself.

While muttering casually in his heart, he felt a little regretful that he couldn't find more interesting mechanisms just now.

Thinking about it, Jiang Xia couldn't help sighing.He balled up a few wisps of freshly squeezed ice cream just now, and while no one was paying attention, he stuffed it into the tattoo and marked it with an anti-lost mark.

……

Next to him, the art dealer's ideas coincided with Jiang Xia's, and he was also looking for traps everywhere - he hadn't given up on the idea of ​​solo treasure hunting, but unfortunately, he had not been able to find traps and opportunities.

After coming to this office, the art dealer's eyes are still looking around, trying to find out if there are any collections here.

At this time, his eyes accidentally glanced at a photo on the wall, and he stopped in shock: "This, this group photo, why does the person on the right look so much like that 'Rasputin'?!"

The photo is a group photo of two people. The man on the top is standing and sitting, and the one on the left is Japanese with a round beard.The person sitting on the right is tall, with terrifying eyes, and a long beard that hangs down thickly.

The Russian ambassador was startled when he heard the words, and he also leaned over to have a look.

Soon, he nodded firmly: "It's not like, this is him—look, there is his signature on the photo." He pointed to a string of Russian words across the photo.

The art dealer was a little surprised: "To be able to take such a group photo with Rasputin, it seems that this Xiangsaka had a high status at that time."

"Rasputin?" Suzuki Sonoko was a little puzzled, looking at Mao Lilan, all the words were in his eyes: - who is that?Is it great?
Mao Lilan looked back, her eyes dazed: I don't know.This name is too old to get a signature, and it has already exceeded her star chasing vocabulary.

(End of this chapter)