"I...although I really want to bring this treasure back to China, it seems that its significance to Miss Kosaka cannot be measured by the value of a work of art. Therefore, Russia will give up its ownership."
The Russian secretary didn't know whether he was cowarded or whether he really thought so. In short, he gave up the idea of bringing the Egg of Memory back to Russia very happily.
Hanyu Kiyosu stepped forward and picked up the Egg of Memories from the pedestal after showing the slide show, and handed it to Natsumi Kasaka, "Since no one has any objections, then it belongs to you."
Kasaka Natsumi hesitated and said: "But the one inside..."
Hanyu Qingan smiled and said, "It's okay. Yuanzi and I have already discussed it, and the egg inside will be given to you."
"You're just giving away 800 million yen to someone?" Mouri Kogoro looked in disbelief, as if he was heartbroken as if he had to pay 800 million yen.
Natsumi Kasaka was stunned for a moment and quickly thanked her. The butler on the side was even more stunned. After coming to his senses, he quickly stepped forward and bowed to apologize.
"I'm really sorry. I used to think that Miss was too trusting of others, but I didn't expect that you would actually do this. It's really admirable.
To be honest, in my life at this age, I have really seen too many things where you and I will live and die because of a little money. It is really... In short, thank you for your help, the Kasaka family will always remember it in my heart."
The old housekeeper was a little incoherent, but no one cared about his previous suspicions. With so many men in black coming to the door, everyone felt uncertain and panicked.
The incident ended successfully and when everyone left the hall, Yuya Kazami just came to report the situation of the fork in the road.
"There is indeed an escape passage over there. After our people climbed up, they found the mechanism. After climbing up there, they can leave from the tower next to the castle."
"Okay, I understand, thank you for your hard work, Feng Jian." Hanyu Qing'an nodded and suddenly said, "You came back a little late and missed the wonderful moment."
"What?"
Kazami Yuya wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't know why. Is he blaming himself for his low efficiency? But he was already very fast...
…
Time soon came to night. It was supposed to be time for rest, but many people couldn't fall asleep at all.
In a deserted alley somewhere in Mikka Town, Toru Amuro was standing in the shadow of a corner calling Belmode.
"...Although it sounds bizarre, the situation is roughly like this. The president and the monster monk Rasputin have so much in common that it is difficult not to make people think of them.
And this is very consistent with the previous speculation. Only rebirth can explain why Hanyu Qingyasu's temperament changed drastically almost overnight.
His astonishing progress in onmyojitsu does not seem to be hidden from my observation, so it is likely that he is adapting to this body and then regaining the power he once had.
This guess can also explain his two faces. Before, I only thought that when he was in the Onmyoji state, he had a cold temperament, but after observing more, I found that it was more like a cold temperament...
The coldness of the underworld... does not belong to the temperament of the Yang world."
If Hanyu Kiyosu heard this, he might be tempted to give Toru Amuro a set of frozen steamed buns. What nonsense is this? What is the temperament of the underworld?
It’s obviously preconceived!
Belmod's slightly tired voice came from the other side of the phone, "Okay, I understand. As expected of you, the information you have sent me during this period is very valuable, but..."
Amuro Toru's eyes flickered and her tone softened, unlike her previous strict report, "Your voice sounds tired. Is there anything bad that happened recently?"
Belmode said lazily: "There's nothing bad about it. It's just that the tasks are heavy and there's no time to breathe. It's really... depressing."
Amuro Toru narrowed his eyes, "Although you have complained like this before, this time it sounds particularly serious, and it seems... a little confused?"
"Oh?" Belmod was slightly surprised, "You are really as sharp as ever. I just relaxed a little and you noticed it."
She paused and continued, "There are some things that are not convenient for me to tell you, but the organization has not been stable recently. You should have noticed that Rum has not paid attention to the tasks here for a long time."
Toru Amuro probed: "Struggle for power and profit? Does this happen to organizations as well?"
Belmod chuckled, "Where can there be such a thing? But it's not that simple, and I don't know the details. I haven't been back for a while.
Okay, knowing too much is not a good thing, just continue with your task and hang up first."
Toru Amuro quickly stopped, "Wait a minute, I have another question. Is Gin not in the country recently?"
There was an explosion sound from Belmodena, and her slightly rapid breathing, "He has been very busy recently, and I don't know his mission. There is something urgent here, so I will hang up now."
Dudududududu~
There was a busy tone, and Amuro Toru looked solemn. He always had an ominous premonition. What was planning in the organization?
Is it more than just seizing power?
Could it be that the appearance of the president and the verification of extraordinary power triggered a dispute over the organization's philosophy and line?
Could they have really researched something?!!
Toru Amuro was awestruck for a moment. If this was the case, it would be even more difficult for the black organization to deal with...
Thinking of this, he quickly moved his location, found an unoccupied phone booth, and dialed Kuroda Hei's number.
"It's me..."
…
On a certain big tree, Shuichi Akai was holding a night vision telescope and using headphones to monitor the situation in the villa in front of him.
"Sister, I heard that you followed them to the castle to explore and hunt for treasure. Is it interesting?"
There was no light on in the bedroom. Haihara Ai sat on the bedside with her legs crossed, holding up the phone and chatting with Miyano Akemi, with a smile on her lips, caught in the moonlight.
Ta-ta-ta-ta--
There was a tapping sound.
Although she couldn't stand her sister's coquettishness, Miyano Akemi secretly gave her contact information to Haibara Ai, but even at this time, she still didn't speak and only responded by tapping the microphone.
Haihara Ai had already memorized the Morse code and quickly translated it.
[Interesting, the mechanism of the Memory Egg is incredible, it can show photos like a slide show.]
Although she couldn't hear her sister's voice, just the tapping sound made Haihara Ai feel warm and affectionate.
"I was almost there today, but Edogawa said that everyone from the funeral home was there and wouldn't let me go.
So we had to go back the way we came, Yuantai and the others were still arguing about it all afternoon, and finally the doctor treated us to a big meal before we became happy..."
Outside the house, Shuichi Akai put down his night vision binoculars and stopped monitoring. The matter had been determined and that was enough.