Chapter 207 Dispute

The Suzuki Museum of Art is not only luxurious and grand, but also full of technology and modernity.

Except for the doors of some small rooms, basically all the doors along the way are automatic induction doors. Some art exhibits have also been displayed in the exhibition hall, but people have no intention to appreciate them.

When walking into the last luxurious office, Shimizu Koji noticed that the embedded walls on both sides of the entrance each displayed statues of different styles, but this was meaningless. It seemed to be just for display, showing the style and taste of the owner.

There were already quite a few people in the conference room. They were the last batch to come. They should be.

Shimizu Koji only knew one Suzuki Shiro, and Suzuki Shiro was completely unpretentious. When he saw Sonoko leading a group of people, he immediately stood up from the reception sofa.

"It's Mr. Maori! Thank you very much for coming all the way from Tokyo. I am very grateful."

"You are too polite. This is what I should do."

Suzuki Shiro took the initiative to walk towards the crowd and immediately greeted Maori Kogoro, who was the leader, cordially.

Maori Kogoro didn't do anything abnormal at this moment. Instead, he looked very serious, as if he really had some ability, which made Shimizu Koji look at him again.

"Haha, are Conan and Xiaolan here too?"

Conan and Xiaolan bowed slightly, and Suzuki Shiro also looked at Shimizu Koji, Huihara Ai, Hattori Heiji, and Toyama Kazuha.

"Sonoko, who are these people?"

Suzuki Sonoko behaved very decently today. She stood beside Suzuki Shiro with her hands behind her back. When she heard him ask, she turned around and introduced: "This is Hattori Heiji, a high school detective from Osaka. He is also a famous detective in Kansai. He is here to help this time."

"This is my first-year junior in school, Shimizu Koji. He is a friend of Xiaolan and me. He is here to help too."

"Haha, that's great. I'll leave it to you."

After listening to Sonoko's introduction, Suzuki Shiro smiled kindly and greeted Shimizu Koji and the others.

Shimizu Koji just nodded calmly, but Hattori Heiji beside him smiled and waved his hand as if he was greeting a classmate, and said with a relaxed smile: "Don't worry! Leave it to me, old man."

"Heiji!?"

"Hey, you dare to call President Suzuki old man."

As expected, Hattori Heiji finished speaking, and was severely criticized by Kazuha and Maori Kogoro.

Maori Kogoro looked very nervous and excited, but Suzuki Shiro still smiled in a friendly manner and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

"It's okay, young people, Mr. Maori, let me introduce you to a few friends here first."

Suzuki Shiro changed his voice and didn't look at Hattori Heiji again. He pointed his hand and directed everyone's attention to the U-shaped sofa in the living room.

Hattori Heiji was reprimanded by Kazuha in a low voice. His face darkened, but he obviously realized his rashness. However, he still grumbled a few words, which made Kazuha, who was kind enough to persuade him, immediately grit his teeth.

However, all this was noticed by Shimizu Koji and Huihara Ai who were standing beside them.

"This is Mr. Siruov Chinikov, the first-class secretary of the Russian Embassy."

A foreign man with short white hair and formal clothes like Maori Kogoro stood up from the sofa, and nodded to everyone in line with Suzuki Shiro's introduction.

"Please give me more advice."

Chinikov was tall, at least 1.9 meters, and looked quite burly. As if because of this, he looked at everyone with a natural sense of superiority.

"The next door is the art dealer I found, Mr. Qian Jiangyi."

An old man in a red suit, with a hunched and thin figure and two tufts of beard under his nose, stood up from the sofa and nodded calmly.

After him, there was the person on the far right of the sofa, the only woman who was originally present.

Her cheongsam was very eye-catching, and at least Maori Kogoro and his group, including Xiaolan and Sonoko, and even Haibara Ai, noticed her before Suzuki Shiro introduced her.

Seeing that she had stood up, Suzuki Shiro paused and said directly: "She is a scholar studying the Romanov dynasty, Pu Siqinglan."

"Hello."

Hearing this extraordinary but slightly stiff accent, Shimizu Koji's attention was immediately attracted to the man who was taking pictures with a camera at the side.

And Pu Siqinglan might never have thought that she had practiced hard for a long time, and the greeting she had originally practiced to cover up her tracks, directly attracted the attention of a real monster.

She sat back with a gentle expression, and her snow-white and delicate thighs under the cheongsam were mature and charming, just like a girl. It was not only to attract the attention of men, but even Xiaolan and the others were attracted by her elegance and calmness that seemed to come from an ancient country.

"Ahem, the last person is Mr. Ryu Kankawa, a freelance video writer who applied to film the treasure."

Suzuki Shiro's light cough shifted everyone's attention back.

"Please give me your guidance."

But Ryu Kankawa, who was sitting alone on a long sofa, was the only one who didn't stand up to greet everyone.

He looked arrogant, with one eye half open, and only looked at everyone through a handheld camera.

Therefore, even if Mouri Kogoro glanced at him, he immediately withdrew his gaze and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

As soon as Mouri Kogoro turned his head, he asked directly, "Mr. Suzuki, are these people here to appraise that treasure? So, what is the appraisal?"

As soon as Mouri Kogoro finished speaking, before Suzuki Shiro could react, the atmosphere of the people on the sofa over there changed instantly.

"Eight hundred million." Gan Jiangyi's voice was plain but powerful.

"Eight, eight hundred million!?"

When Mouri Kogoro heard this, his eyes widened and he leaned back suddenly. If Xiaolan hadn't helped him, he would have been frightened to the ground.

Although he had been mentally prepared before coming, Mouri Kogoro was still shocked when he suddenly heard this number.

"If you are willing to sell, I can raise the price higher."

Kanshouichi didn't look at Mouri Kogoro, he was just talking to Suzuki Shiro who was standing next to everyone.

Regardless of whether it was his raised old face at this moment, or his unabashedly arrogant words about increasing the price, even Koji Shimizu raised his eyebrows at this moment.

And Yuanzi couldn't help but become cold, and her eyes became a little unhappy.

Is this man not sick?

Who do you think you're talking to?

However, there was no time left for everyone to react or complain. What followed him to the battlefield was Chennikov, who was just as arrogant.

"President!" He blocked the leader with one hand and spread out his other hand, his body language was very rich.

"That is a treasure of Russia. Rather than selling it to such a blind black market, it is better to give it to us and let our Russian Art Museum keep it."

As soon as these words came out, even Suzuki Shiro, who always had a kind smile on his face, did not hold back. The corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't know how to evaluate this kind of self-righteous behavior for free. This was a rare thing in his business career. kind of people.

Hattori Heiji couldn't help but complained in a voice that only a few of them could hear: "This kind of thing is called 'free prostitution', right?"

Xiaolan smiled coquettishly and nodded. She didn't know what to say for a moment, because the excitement was still going on.

"You said I have no vision!?"

The general's old face became angry, and he turned around to compete with Chennikov, who was half a body taller than him.

"Yeah, yeah~~, it's really interesting. Taking pictures of people is more interesting than taking pictures of that egg."

Han Chuanlong suddenly made a mean voice, instantly attracting everyone's attention to him again.

And this was not enough, he put away the camera, stood up from the sofa, glanced sideways, but directly spoke to Pu Si Qinglan who was beside him and started to get angry again, "You act like it has nothing to do with you. As a matter of course, "You are a researcher of the Romanov dynasty. You should want to get that egg more than anyone else."

At this time, everyone far away from the sofa, even Suzuki Shirou, could no longer say anything.

Pu Siqinglan's face stiffened when she heard this. She tilted her head, her eyes becoming a little complicated and unpredictable, "Yes, but I don't have 800 million yuan on me."

"That's right~ It's true. Even I can only make up 200 million."

Han Chuanlong said this, but he still looked indifferent. It was not difficult to see that he was just for the sake of Gonghuo, because if he just bought it, he would never be able to buy it.