Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

Uncle Maori came over angrily. When he was near Wang Changsheng and the others, he snorted at Conan, "I asked you to lead me to the restroom, but you made me go around in circles!"

"Alright, Dad!" Xiaolan glared at her father in anger, "You've already said it all along, so just let Conan go."

"That's right!!!" Conan looked like he was about to cry but had no tears.

Not only did he talk to me all the way, he also typed out such a big package for me!

Seeing that the two of them had calmed down a little, Xiaolan turned around and smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Why do I always make a fool of myself in front of these three kids?

Even though they are all kids, it’s still embarrassing to say it!

"Oh, we just..." Sakura looked at Xiaolan and the others coming over, then looked at the big bump on Conan's head, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Sorry, sorry..." She quickly covered her mouth.

Conan: "..."

Damn it! ! !

Chapter 187 Is Boss Manaka dead or not?

"I see the no-entry sign at the entrance to the Hell Exhibition Hall is gone. It must have reopened. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Xiaolan pulled Conan and walked to Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying and others, and looked back at the wide-open door of the Hell Exhibition Hall.

"Why don't we go take a look together?"

Uncle Maori also came over at this time: "Is this the haunted exhibition hall you mentioned, Xiaolan?"

"Yes, there is a very old suit of armor inside. I saw it in the newspaper. It said that this suit of armor would walk around in the exhibition hall by itself in the middle of the night." Xiaolan nodded.

"Then let's go and see what it is that makes you have to drag me out here." Uncle Maori curled his lips.

The reason why he and the little brat Conan accompanied Xiaolan out was that they were coerced by someone using fists and force. After arriving here and communicating with the curator, they were told that the exhibition hall was now blocked and no one was allowed to enter.

Uncle Maori was really afraid that Xiaolan would explode and knock the old curator down with one punch.

Director Ochiai looks quite old, with frail arms and legs. If he were really punched by his own daughter, wouldn't he go bankrupt?

Why goes bankrupt?

Lose money!

Fortunately, his daughter always behaves very rationally in front of outsiders, like a good girl, which is completely different from her behavior at home, so the old curator is safe and sound.

It's a blessing in disguise~

Uncle Maori was fantasizing in his mind.

He only dared to think about these words in his heart.

Even in public, he was afraid that if he expressed these thoughts, Xiaolan would immediately lose her good girl image and give him a set of karate on the spot.

Invited by Xiaolan and Uncle Maori, Sakura and Tomoyo couldn't help but set their eyes on Wang Changsheng.

They wanted to see what Wang Changsheng had to say.

After all, they had just been kicked out, and Director Ochiai only stopped them once and then left in a hurry. No one knew why, but it seemed as if stopping them from entering was just a routine matter, and he didn't care at all whether they would sneak in again.

Being stared at by the two men, Wang Changsheng was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

He could feel that something unpleasant seemed to have happened in that hell exhibition hall.

So he didn't want to let Sakura and Tomoyo in.

Even he himself doesn't really want to.

So Wang Changsheng politely shook his head at Xiaolan and Uncle Maori and said, "We won't go in. Director Ochiai just said that it's still under repair and won't let us in. We promised the director that we won't go in."

"Eh?" Xiaolan was stunned when she heard Wang Changsheng's words. "Is it still under repair? But there's no sign prohibiting entry at the door..."

"We're not quite sure either." Wang Changsheng shook his head slightly.

With his attitude, Sakura and Tomoyo also said, "Just now, the museum director left with his grandson. I wonder if he went to get the no-entry sign."

"Well, I originally wanted to go in and take a look. It would be a pity if it is still under repair." Xiaolan nodded with regret.

Uncle Maori glanced at his daughter.

It seems that they feel that it would be a shame if they came out with great difficulty but didn’t see what they wanted to see.

So Uncle Maori stroked his mustache and hummed softly, saying, "There's no sign prohibiting entry at the door, so let's go in and take a look. Even if it's under repair, is there any danger? We come to the art museum just to see the artworks. Come on, let's pretend we don't know, go in and take a look, and then leave."

As he spoke, Uncle Maori turned and walked towards the entrance of the Hell Exhibition Hall.

"Ah? Dad, is this okay?" Xiaolan couldn't help but stare at her father's actions.

"What's good or bad about it? We just walk in, take a look, and then leave. It's just maintenance, right? Is there anything we can't see?" Uncle Maori waved his hand nonchalantly.

As he spoke, he had already arrived at the gate of the Hell Exhibition Hall. "Are you coming or not? Weren't you always clamoring to see that ghost-possessed armor at home? Why don't you want to see it now that you're here?"

Uncle Maori’s inner thoughts: Women are such a hassle.

"What..." Xiaolan looked at Uncle Maori who had pushed the door open and stomped her feet in anger, "How can this be the same thing!"

However, despite saying this, Xiaolan still followed her father and walked in together.

Conan beside her couldn't help but turn his head, his mouth twitching.

Didn't see it.

Really blind.

Conan was completely speechless about his future father-in-law.

Who is this person?

Pretending not to know, he took one look and ran away...

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if someone caught me?

Conan had decided to take off his clothes and cover his face in a moment.

Don't embarrass yourself in front of your acquaintances, that would be really embarrassing.

"Don't you want to take a look?"

Conan turned around and glanced at Wang Changsheng.

"No, we haven't gone. We've already promised others something, and we don't want to go back on our word and be a bad kid." Wang Changsheng shook his head. The innocence on his face seemed somewhat similar to Conan's when he was pretending.

[News]: Negative points from Edogawa Conan +999

Who are you alluding to here?

What an insinuation, what a veiled attack!

Conan snorted lightly, then turned around and caught up with Xiaolan and Uncle Maori.

After everyone left, Xiaoying couldn't help but look at Wang Changsheng strangely, with a hesitant expression, as if she didn't know whether she should say the next words or not.

After a pause, she turned directly to Wang Changsheng and asked, "Xiao Wang, aren't there Clow Cards in there? Is it okay to let them in like this?"

Wang Changsheng stared at the entrance of the Hell Exhibition Hall for a moment, then shook his head: "The aura is gone."

"Nani?"

When Xiaoying heard Wang Changsheng's words, she was stunned, and even Tomoyo beside her was stunned.

"What does this mean? The aura is gone. Does that mean the Clow Cards are gone too?" Sakura asked blankly.

Wang Changsheng glanced at Xiaoying and said, "Yes, Xiaoying is still very capable. She has such a smart little head."

[News]: Negative points from Sakura Kinomoto +999

(??皿?｀)What’s there to praise about this?

"The Clow Cards are missing. Shouldn't this be a big deal? Why aren't you in a hurry at all, Xiao Wang? Let's quickly go in and take a look at what's going on. Otherwise, if the Clow Cards run away, it will be difficult to find them!" Sakura couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"Don't be anxious." Wang Changsheng just gently pulled one of Xiaoying's hands over, held it in his palm, and patted it gently with his other hand. His movements were so skillful that Chiyo on the side couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

"It doesn't necessarily mean that the Clow Card is missing. Its aura is well hidden. It may just have seen someone go in, so it hid itself." Wang Changsheng said comfortingly, signaling Xiaoying not to panic.

Although he was a little confused about the possible appearance of this Clow Card, he thought that the other party would not run away easily... right?

This speculation has no basis, it is just Wang Changsheng's own fabrication.

To be honest, it’s intuition. Do you understand intuition?

Xiaoying, whose palm was held in Wang Changsheng's warm palm, felt the itch from her palm, and the ahoge on her head shook twice.

However, before she could relax, a sharp and piercing scream came from the Hell Exhibition Hall, causing her heart, which had been hanging in the air, to rise directly to her throat.

“Ahhhhhh~!”

"Ahhhh!"

Screams were heard in the exhibition hall. Sakura, who was sitting between Wang Changsheng and Tomoyo, was frightened and screamed two...four times. The screams were so penetrating that they startled Wang Changsheng and the others.

"What happened to you!"

Just after Sakura shouted a few times, a small figure suddenly jumped out from the hell exhibition hall. It was Conan.

There seemed to be some anxiety on his face, as if he was worried that something might happen to Wang Changsheng and the others.

But when Conan ran out, he found that Wang Changsheng and the others were still standing far away from the Hell Exhibition Hall, and nothing had happened.

"?"

Conan looked at the three people, Wang Changsheng and others, who were standing there stupidly, but looking at him with burning eyes. The black lines on his forehead couldn't help but form a question mark.

"What's wrong with you?" Conan asked Wang Changsheng and the others in a hurried tone.

"Uh..." Wang Changsheng glanced at Xiaoying who was covering her mouth, then turned around and said to Conan: "Instead of talking about what happened to us, why not talk about what happened to you? Xiaoying heard a scream from inside just now, and she was so scared that she screamed too..."

Before Wang Changsheng finished speaking, Conan looked at Sakura beside him speechlessly, and then ran back to the exhibition hall on his two short legs.

"Xiao Wang, what happened in there? Is Sister Xiaolan and the others okay?"

Seeing that her screams had attracted Conan inside, Sakura covered her mouth embarrassedly, carefully lowered her voice, and asked Wang Changsheng beside her.

"If something happened to Xiaolan, Conan would not have come out like this to see if anything happened to you." Wang Changsheng turned to Sakura and shook his head slightly.

The two of them had only exchanged a few words when another figure emerged from the exhibition hall.

Chishi looked over and saw Xiaolan running out in a hurry.

"Sister Xiaolan, what happened?" Zhishi asked directly when he saw that it was an adult who came out this time.

"Inside, inside..." Xiaolan swallowed her saliva and was about to speak, but she noticed that the person asking the question was Zhishi, a sweet-looking, gentle and lovely little girl, so she swallowed her words and said, "Don't go in, I'm going to find a phone to call the police now!"

"Call the police?" Zhishi frowned, then stopped the other party and took out a large pink mobile phone from her bag. "If you want to make a call, then use this one of mine. It's a mobile phone that can directly call the police."

"Hmm? That's great!" Looking at the mobile phone handed to her by Tomoyo, Xiaolan nodded repeatedly, strode over, took the phone in her hand, and called the police.

"Hello? Are you the police?" Xiaolan glanced at Wang Changsheng and the other two who were staring at her, pursed her lips, and said, "This is the Ochiai Art Museum. It seems there's been a murder here. Please come over quickly!"

Because it is impossible to call the police without saying anything, and now that such a serious thing has happened, Xiaolan dare not delay. Although Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying and other children are still around, she can only tell the police a general idea of ​​what happened.

Wang Changsheng listened attentively, raising his eyebrows.

According to Xiaolan's description, a dead person seemed to appear in this hell exhibition hall, and coincidentally, the dead person happened to be the boss of Manaka.

"strangeness."

The person who wanted to kill Boss Manaka was naturally Director Ochiai, but when did he do it?

When I met Director Ochiai just now, he seemed to be walking in from outside the art museum in a hurry. It didn't look like he had already taken action.

"But it doesn't look like he just started..."

Wang Changsheng tilted his head.

Before he could continue to listen to what Xiaolan said, at this moment, Conan's figure appeared again at the door of the Hell Exhibition Hall.

This time his expression looked a little strange, without the anxious anxiety from before.

"Sister Xiaolan..."

Conan walked to Xiaolan's side and tugged at her trouser leg.

"What's wrong, Conan? I'm calling the police!" Feeling the force on her trouser legs, Xiaolan couldn't help but lower her head and meet Conan's eyes.

"Sister Xiaolan, that man is not dead..." Conan scratched his head.