People live from five to nine in Conan

"How can that work!?"

Mao Lilan rejected Conan's proposal without hesitation.

The curator Ochiai just now made her feel like Tsukamoto Sumi-senpai who was about to participate in the finals. Strangers are not allowed to enter.

"Didn't Director Ochiai just say that he's going to discuss business with that Mr. Manaka, it's really impolite for us to disturb them at this time!"

"But... Sister Xiaolan, didn't you just think that the armor that can walk by itself should be in the 'Hall of Hell'?"

"Okay! Let's go to Muyuan-kun first. Director Ochiai didn't say that we are not allowed to visit."

Go to Muyuan first?

Conan, who wanted to persuade him a few more words, instantly shut his mouth.

He didn't care about the 'self-propelled armor'. It was his real purpose to find out what the organization wanted to do in the art gallery.

[Although the closed exhibition hall is very suspicious, as long as you can keep an eye on Mu Yuan... you will definitely know the true purpose of the organization! 】

"Okay, sister Xiaolan, let's go find brother Muyuan!" Conan rolled his eyes, and put on a naive smirk again.

"You... this child..." Mao Lilan frowned, vaguely aware that Conan seemed to have another purpose.

...

...

At the Mihua Art Museum, on the sofa in the curator's office, Mu Yuan lightly closed his eyes, taking advantage of the rare leisure time to check the progress of the second heart pattern inscription.

"It's about 40.00% already. If Dr. Ali can complete the agreement, it should increase by about 40.00%... Sure enough, the more people with perfect hearts, the faster the heart patterns will be engraved."

Opening his eyes, he picked up the black tea on the coffee table and took a sip, Mu Yuan thought to himself.

"You can collect a wave of perfect emotional sand for breakfast every day, you can collect a wave of special conversations when you meet, and you can also collect specific preferences of specific people..."

Crunch!

The sudden opening of the office door interrupted Mu Yuan's thoughts.

"Brother Muyuan!" Conan rushed over with 'enthusiasm', sat directly next to Muyuan, and said innocently, "Just now I saw the curator grandpa took Mr. Zhenzhong to the 'Hall of Hell', you Didn’t you come here to discuss business with Boss Zhenzhong? You should also go there, right?”

"Hall of Hell?" Mu Yuan put down his teacup, his eyes skipped over the eccentric primary school students, and looked at Xiao Lan who could speak well.

Some goosebumps arose because of Conan's performance, and the corners of Mao Lilan's mouth twitched slightly, explaining, "'The Hall of Hell' is a themed exhibition hall of the Medieval Art Exhibition, it's the room at the end of the corridor outside the door, Mr. Mu Yuan, Do you want to go there?"

"Am I..."

Mu Yuan looked down at Conan, Conan quickly hid the scrutiny in his gaze, and put on a naive smirk again.

Mu Yuan shook his head—with Conan around, things would probably become more troublesome.

Originally, it only cost some legal fees to easily meet Boss Manaka, and transfer the mark of Director Ochiai's heart circle to the other party, but now it seems that it should not be so simple.

"Miss Xiaolan, how is your investigation going?"

Mu Yuan turned his head to look at Mao Lilan, and asked a casual question, most of his consciousness was focused on the spiritual imprint in Director Ochiai's heart circle.

He intends to check the situation with Director Ochiai first, and then make further plans.

"Ah, I have visited all the suspicious places on the scene according to what Officer Sato said, and then asked several employees in the museum. Mr. Kubota said..."

Mao Lilan seriously talked about the case-handling skills he learned from Miwako Sato, while Mu Yuan showed a set of thick medieval armor in front of him.

【Curator Ochiai, what are you doing here? Why are you wearing armor? 】

Mu Yuan was slightly taken aback, and observed the environment around Director Ochiai with the help of the bird's-eye view of the mind imprint, and soon found that Director Ochiai was behind a black curtain, and through the gap in the curtain, he could vaguely see a scene outside. The room is dimly lit, making people a bit depressing and strange exhibition hall.

The light at the entrance of the exhibition hall shone on the ground, showing a fat figure. Someone should be waiting at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

The black curtain just blocked the door, making it impossible for Mu Yuan to see the man's face clearly.

After trying a few more angles to no avail, Mu Yuan had to withdraw his attention and looked at Director Ochiai again.

Then it was a little surprising to find that Director Ochiai had already put on that heavy armor.

This set of armor doesn't look light. If you haven't worn it many times, you definitely can't wear it by yourself.

Obviously, Curator Ochiai must have practiced many times, and his strength...is also somewhat unusual, not at all what an old man of his age should have.

【What exactly does he want to do...】

Mu Yuan frowned, planning to go over and see for himself.

Although he promised Vodka to deal with Boss Zhenzhong, he never thought about killing people.

Boss Zhenzhong is just an ordinary person, and it is easy for him who has a mental imprint to handle it.

Moreover, rather than letting the real boss disappear completely, it would be more beneficial to let the other party "willingly" act as a cow and a horse, and Qin Jiu, who is secretly accumulating strength to play against the organization, will definitely be happier.

If a human life is caused, it is easy to attract unnecessary attention.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuan stood up.

"Miss Xiaolan, let's go and have a look."

Mao Lilan, who just finished explaining the results of her investigation, was taken aback, "Hey, can we go there too?"

"Well, yes," Mu Yuan nodded, "After all, Miss Xiaolan, don't you and Conan want to see that set of 'armor that can walk by itself'? It's in... eh?"

Just as Mu Yuan was halfway through his words, he suddenly froze in place.

Conan, who has been following Mu Yuan and secretly observing Mu Yuan's expression, immediately noticed the abnormality.

"Brother Muyuan? What happened to you, Brother Muyuan!?"

"The hall of hell... hurry... go..."

Mu Yuan turned his head with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said a few words, suddenly his eyes closed, and he fell to the sofa beside him.

"Mr. Muyuan!" Mao Lilan exclaimed.

Because Conan was too close, he was kicked by Mu Yuan's raised foot and fell to the ground.

He didn't care about screaming for pain, and hurried forward to check Mu Yuan's vital signs, and after confirming that there were no signs of poisoning or suffocation, he shouted at Mao Lilan: "Xiao Lan, call an ambulance, you are here to watch Mu Yuan Far, I'll go and have a look!"

"This... okay." Mao Lilan hesitated for a while, but finally agreed to Conan's proposal.

Although it might be dangerous for Conan to investigate alone, it is true that Mu Yuan cannot be left alone.

Just like that, Mao Lilan took out her mobile phone and dialed the emergency number, Conan ran to the corridor outside the door, and Mu Yuan...

This is the picture before his eyes:

Director Ochiai, wearing a medieval armor, quietly walked to an empty booth, holding a double-edged knight's long sword, and staring directly at the oil painting of "God's Punishment" on the opposite side, with "blood red" flames burning all over his body ...

It was this kind of flame that firmly imprisoned Mu Yuan's consciousness in the mind mark, unable to escape.

【Curator Ochiai, he turned out to be a martial artist...】

Through the heart circle full of cracks, Mu Yuan suddenly had a new understanding when he personally felt the martial arts power of Curator Ochiai.

[Spirit, mind, and the breath of 'birth' that represent the vitality of life, the three are integrated to completely control one's emotions... It should be called the power of the soul, combining the 'heart' and 'body' into one ...Is this the essence of martial arts? 】

[If this is the case, maybe I can also...]

...

"Boss Zhenzhong, the lord has arrived, you can come in!"

At this time, Director Ochiai in the armor suddenly called out.

Mu Yuan then concentrated his attention and carefully observed Director Ochiai's next actions.

Through the change in Director Ochiai's heart, Mu Yuan has already noticed that the boss Machinaka is not long to live.

"Really, a guy who hides his head and shows his tail..." At the entrance of the Hall of Hell, Boss Zhenzhong cursed secretly, but his face was covered with a flattering smile, "Ahaha, you really have a good eye...huh?"

The space of the exhibition hall is not too big. Although the lights are a bit dim, you can still vaguely see the situation in front of you.

Boss Manaka, who didn't see anyone, quickly frowned, "Where's someone? Hey! What are you doing, Ochiai..."

While complaining, Boss Zhenzhong continued to go deeper into the hall of hell, and unknowingly approached the armor in the corner of the exhibition hall step by step.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Boss Zhenzhong turned his head, as if he had discovered something.

He frowned and walked towards Director Ochiai's armor...

At the same time, Mu Yuan clearly felt that the 'Qi' from Director Ochiai's body suddenly melted into his body, causing Director Ochiai to enter a state of 'turtle breath', and his whole body was gone. With a little bit of breath, it seems to have turned into a real armor.

"Cut, what, it turned out to be a pile of scrap metal!" Curator Zhenzhong quickly denied his judgment, turned around, turned his back to the armor, and shouted impatiently, "You are delaying time Is it? I don't have time to spend with you..."

Zheng!

At the moment when Boss Zhenzhong was most relaxed, the blade of the sword, which was as cold as snow, suddenly shot towards the dome.

The thick two-handed knight sword was held up high by Ochiai curator like a toy, and it slashed down like a sickle wind!

Puff-!

"Ugh!!!"

The sound of tearing flesh and blood followed by the screams of Boss Machinaka.

Boss Zhenzhong clutched his shoulders and fell to the side table. Just as he was about to turn his head to look at his attacker, a huge black shadow rose into the sky and flew past his head.

The full-body knight armor weighing dozens of kilograms, carrying the huge kinetic energy, jumped more than three meters in the blink of an eye.

The howling wind blew past, and the huge momentum made people wonder whether the impending landing would directly smash the floor of the exhibition hall into a deep hole?

however……

Da da, a soft sound.

The tendency of the mountain topple is like a feather.

With a tap of his toes, Director Ochiai, who was wearing a heavy cavalry full body armor, turned into the most vigorous cheetah, and the light landing sound did not even wake up a speck of dust.

"You, it's you! Are you..."

With just one glance, Boss Manaka recognized the real identity of Director Ochiai, but before he could ask, the oil painting of "Heaven's Punishment" facing the two of them made Boss Manaka's eyes widen suddenly.

From his point of view, Director Ochiai standing quietly in front of the painting coincides with the demon-slayer knight in the painting.

He wants to slaughter the 'demon'!

Boss Manaka instantly understood Director Ochiai's purpose, and moved his body back in panic, "No, you can't..."

"You'd better look behind you first!" Curator Ochiai suddenly said while posing.

"Behind?" Boss Zhenzhong turned his head subconsciously, and soon saw the note on the wall, "Wa...Tian? You bastard!"

Boss Zhenzhong took off the note and noticed the high-end ballpoint pen on the table. Without thinking about it, he picked up the pen and began to scribble on the paper.

At the same time, Director Ochiai moved again.

Twisting his heels and pointing his toes, the demon-slayer knight leaped high again. His sensitive and heavy jumps slashed across the exhibition hall, reflecting cold light, like a crescent moon hanging in the air...

"Do not--"

Pfft!

The sword blade burning with blood-red arrogance, with all the impact force, slashed heavily in front of Boss Zhenzhong!

The screams that hadn't been uttered then stagnated.

Mu Yuan could clearly feel that the power of this sword could completely split Boss Zhenzhong in half!

However, Director Ochiai's sword tip just broke the collarbone and ribs of Boss Manaka, and did not hurt the internal organs at all... Severe pain, but not fatal!

"Ho, ho ho..." Boss Zhenzhong's body could no longer move, only his lips were still trembling slightly, making a meaningless moan.

Mu Yuan could see that there was still a hint of hope for life in his eyes, that the real boss... was begging for mercy.

Curator Ochiai also saw the other party's begging for mercy, but he took a step forward without hesitation, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Boss Manaka by the neck.

The whimpering stopped abruptly.

Boss Masaka, who weighed at least two hundred catties, was actually lifted up high by the curator Ochiai with only his left hand, and pressed firmly against the wall.

In the next second, under Zhenzhong's boss's frightened and helpless eyes, the sword's edge pierced his throat like a rainbow.

Zheng!

The blade penetrated into the wall.

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