Chapter 944 The villain’s epic strengthening
"Mr. Hanchuan, Mr. Hanchuan, wait a minute!"
Hearing the call from behind, Han Chuanlong turned his head and looked at Pu Siqinglan who was chasing him with a subtle expression. He raised his eyebrows but made no intention to greet her actively.
"What? If you want to ask about that ring, I'm sorry, Mr. Ganjiang Yi has already been in contact with me, and it is currently stored with him. Whether you want to own it or observe its condition up close, come to me It’s all useless.”
As for Pu Siqinglan, he doesn't want to get close to her now.
It's not that he has any "intuition" or any opinions about her, but after breaking free from the state of chasing treasures and taking other people who are also chasing treasures for granted, Pu Siqinglan makes him feel a little weird. And subtle too.
Let’s say she doesn’t care about the Egg of Memories, and her longing and loss don’t seem fake. But if you say she cares very much, whether it’s her identity or the persona she displays, it doesn’t seem like it. A profit-seeking gambler shouldn't show such a strong desire.
After thinking about this, almost instinctively, he wanted to draw a clear line with this woman. We just needed to maintain the relationship between the subject and the camera. If he got too close, there would be a subtle feeling of uneasiness.
Pu Siqinglan, who was panting while running on high heels, had a vein in her forehead twitching.
She would choose such a relatively harmless and weak female image, although it is to reduce others' wariness of her, but it is not without the intention of taking advantage of her appearance.
Also encountering trouble, a middle-aged man with a big belly and a slender and beautiful young woman. Most people will instinctively sympathize with and want to help the latter. Showing weakness is also part of her hunting process.
Of course she has seen many people who don't like her, but Han Chuanlong was not like this a few days ago. The way he is now, respectful in front and arrogant in back, is a bit annoying.
Putting away some of her feigned weakness, she gathered up her shawl and said in a colder tone: "I'm not asking about the ring. Mr. Ganjiang Yi held it and refused to let it go, and I couldn't touch it either. I'm Just wanted to check how much Romanov stuff you still have in your collection, and I’d like to try to get some of it if possible.”
Striving for something is of course a lie.
From when Scobin started collecting related treasures to today, when has she ever used money to buy them?
Her main purpose was still to find out the other party's inventory and the approximate location of the treasure house, and to consider how to get all her things back.
"Of course, if you have planned to package everything and transfer it to Mr. Gan Jiangyi, I am not qualified to intervene. This is a deal between the two of you. But if you plan to do this, please let me know. I want to go there. Witness it, you can see these things to some extent, and it will help you grasp your eyes, won’t it? ”
Compared with the blunt speech before, this sentence is more technical.
After all, Han Chuanlong's transaction is not a pure second-hand transaction, but a kind of "exit from the pit". As long as the item does not reach the level of rare treasures, he will suffer more or less losses, and at this time She appears as an expert and scholar rather than a competitor, which does mean she is a bit of a third party here.
Han Chuanlong looked at her face and his brows relaxed a lot.
"Well, I haven't made a decision yet. Art dealers are not just generals. I have to consider many factors. But thank you in advance, Miss Pusi."
Pu Siqinglan nodded with a smile, as if her attitude was really friendly.
The two of them finished the conversation peacefully, and Han Chuanlong returned to his cabin. Only then did Pu Siqing Lan put away his kind smile and glanced coldly in that direction.
It’s not that her Japanese is not good, she has lived in Japan for a long time, and she can still hear what is polite and what is sincere.
At least just now, Han Chuanlong's impeccable answer was mostly polite.
He didn't care about the treasure at all, but he insisted on squeezing in to get involved. Now he has become aloof and detached, making others look vulgar.
He simply didn't understand what these treasures meant to him. Sooner or later, this arrogant gamer must be killed.
After rearranging her clothes, she regained her elegant demeanor and walked back to her room. As soon as she opened the door and was about to go in, she heard a loud noise behind her.
She frowned and turned her head, only to find that it was coming from the next room.
"Hey, Akechi-kun! I almost forgot that you are also on the boat. Why do you stay in your room all day? Are you uncomfortable?"
"I'm not, I'm just a little seasick..."
"Seasickness? Well, I didn't notice it when I recorded the program last time. Is it acute?"
"Hey, White Horse, don't try to trouble me here..."
"I want to talk to you about important things. I can't find anyone at critical moments. Akechi, you are also a guy who likes to slip up..."
"Who do you think is off the hook?"
"Control your expression, control your expression, Samchuanlong will be coming with the camera soon."
"You..."
"What are you guys doing around here? Oh, by the way, this shot is great! Look here, I'll take a group photo of you guys!"
Seeing this noisy group of high school students and hearing them mention the issue of Han Chuanlong and photography, Pu Siqinglan's brows jumped and she immediately wanted to get into the room.
Unfortunately, her danger perception was still a step too late.
"Oh, Miss Pusi is back." The voice of Karasawa who was following Suzuki Sonoko sounded like a nightmare, waking up Pusi Qinglan in an instant.
Before she could think of words to close the door quickly, she gave her the impression that she never knew what politeness was. As expected, Karasawa, who was extremely KY, walked up to her, grabbed her door frame, looked at her room, and said Big exclamation.
"Wow, you are indeed an expert in related fields. You have a lot of photos of cultural relics here. They are all taken in close range. It seems that you have obtained authorization from many museums."
Pu Si Qinglan's scalp felt numb instantly.
Although the protection of cultural relics in foreign museums is different from that in China, the protection of most cultural relics will not be so strict. Flash lights will not be restricted, nor will they be separated from tourists by layers of glass. However, if you want to It is impossible to shoot the overall details at an extremely close range without the authorization of the museum. It is impossible to get up and take pictures like they do with the Egg of Memory now.
Since Pu Siqinglan has so many photos, it is naturally impossible to say how much authorization she has actually obtained. They are more of her own inventory.
In short, this isn't research material, it's swag photos. It is easy to fool a few laymen, but if she is a semi-expert like Samchuanlong who knows some cultural relics, her identity will be exposed in an instant...
At this second, she was thinking about a lot of things, so almost instinctively, she walked into the room immediately. She didn't bother to close the door to shut these naughty kids out, but quickly spread out the photos on the table. Put it into the bag.
"Oh, sorry, this is internal information, I can't..."
Before she could find a good excuse for her actions, Tangze's eyes naturally moved away from the photos and turned to the photo frame she placed on the cabinet.
One of the photos handed down by the demon monk Rasputin, who was supposed to determine the life and death of Samkawa Ryu, was placed in it.
In the black-and-white photo, a man with a goatee who doesn't have a very special temperament is holding a girl's shoulder, showing a mysterious smile with an eerie temperament.
"Ah..." Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.
Pu Si Qinglan's expression suddenly changed. She didn't care about her weak character or the issue of exposure. She stepped over from the table in one stride and slammed the photo on the table.
Her face was very ugly and she could no longer pretend to be a lady. She stared at Tang Ze's hateful face and almost gritted her teeth and said: "Mr. Kara Ze, as far as I know, Japanese people are more polite. Yes. Isn’t it inappropriate to break into a single woman’s room and make random comments?”
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm just too curious about your life." After being scolded by her so bluntly, Tang Ze immediately showed an apologetic smile, "Maybe it's a bit rude. I'm going out right now."
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Karasawa's movements were so fast, and Pu Si Qinglan's reaction was even more violent. By the time Suzuki Sonoko and others heard that they seemed to have a slight conflict and walked to the door to check the situation, their conversation had ended. Karasawa raised his hands to show harmlessness and walked backwards out of her room.
"Hey, what kind of photo is that?" Suzuki Sonoko immediately saw the tense-faced Pu Siqinglan pressing her hand firmly on the golden photo frame. She pointed curiously and asked in a low voice.
Pu Siqinglan seemed to be awakened by her voice. She quickly adjusted her expression and smiled apologetically: "Oh, it's a photo of my ex-boyfriend, so my reaction was a bit too big. I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional."
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As she spoke, she straightened her shawl, but made no move to pick up the photo again.
"Oh, oh..." Suzuki Sonoko didn't understand her logic. She nodded blankly and glanced at the photo subtly.
Finding that the name was really written on the back of the photo frame, she quietly exchanged glances with Mao Lilan and looked no further.
Anyway, when traveling, I still carry photos of my ex-boyfriend, and even put them in such a conspicuous place in the cabin so that I can check and caress them at any time... It sounds like there is a story, but it is not easy to talk about.
"He has passed away. We did not break up because of emotional problems." Pu Siqinglan was also somewhat quick-witted and quickly found a good reason to explain his extreme emotions and actions.
"Oh, oh, that's it..."
The high school students at the door exchanged subtle glances, but Tang Ze glanced at Pu Siqinglan and suddenly uttered a string of syllables.
The pronunciation was somewhat obscure and contained tongue sounds. No matter how you heard it, it was not Japanese, so several people looked at Karasawa again.
"You just..."
"Oh, Russian." Karasawa smiled faintly, "That's the name on her photo frame. Is your ex-boyfriend Russian? Or, a former Soviet Union country or something like that?"
"This, that's it..." Suzuki Sonoko blinked quickly, feeling that the atmosphere was more subtle, and shrank her neck, "Anyway, we are here to inform you that you may have to stay on the ship tonight, Miss Pusi... …”
Pu Siqinglan stiffened her back and glanced at him.
This time there was no such big reaction on her face as before, but in those flat eyes, Tang Ze accurately received her emotions.
——A genuine killing intent.
Rasputin, and who she really is, is a more fatal weakness than anything else.
Tangze recalled the tone in which Tan Tan talked about her.
"Scobin, whose exact identity is unknown and even his gender is difficult to figure out, is a serial killer who specializes in hunting down the owners of treasures related to the Romanov dynasty."
"Hunting?" Hattori Heiji frowned.
"Yes, this person has been committing crimes for nearly ten years, and the number of victims who have clearly died at her hands has reached 45. What we are counting here is only the number of people who were clearly shot in the right eye with a gun. If the history of If Corbin has changed her methods and killed others, the specific amount is immeasurable. According to statistics, the value of the related treasures she stole has exceeded 40 billion yen..."
"In other words, the value of the things she stole is already as valuable as Kidd's?" Conan's expression also became inconceivable.
"It's hard to imagine, right? I can only say that after all, Kaitou Kidd only stares at gems most of the time, and a thief with no bottom line doesn't have so many scruples." White Horse Detective said in a calm voice. , "So if possible, it doesn't matter even if I can't catch Kaitou Kidd in my life, but Scoobin..."
——is the real killer.
Feeling a strange reaction as if the air had solidified, Tang Ze glanced at Pu Siqinglan again.
Plus this feeling.
"I am convinced that Pu Si Qinglan is definitely Scobin, and there is a high probability that Scobin is also a quasi-mask user who has not awakened the persona but has similar abilities."
Walking into Hoshikawa Teru's room, Tang Ze faced the room full of teammates and said this conclusion.
Yes, this was the reason why Karasawa wanted to play Kidd himself and take a shot for Kuroba Kaito.
This is of course due to the fact that the world has increased in intensity, and he needs to protect the safety of Kaito Kuroba. More importantly, he still considers the unreasonable enhancement that stitching the world may give to the villain.
Since there is a super sentinel like Gin here at the winery, there will be plans to capture his parents and study the cognitive science, then what about the zoo?
There's no reason to just give him strength alone, regardless of Kaitou Kidd, right?
At that time, flying in mid-air, he clearly felt a special sense of restraint. In the next second, Scobin's bullet penetrated his glasses.
"The zoo is also a dangerous thing." Tangze said as he took a photo on the table.
(End of chapter)