After a few days of rest, Mao Libai's fever had completely subsided. Today was the weekend.
Dad, I heard there's a medieval armor that moves in the medieval art gallery. Early in the morning, Uncle Mao Li was still reading the newspaper. Conan sat on the sofa, yawning and doing nothing. Xiao Bai heard Xiao Lan say this.
I think that's just a gimmick that the art gallery came up with to attract people. Xiao Lan, don't bother about it. Besides, you're already an adult. He was no longer a child. You must learn to distinguish facts. How could he be fooled by the rumors of deceiving children? Uncle Mao Li was still reading the newspaper in his hand. Then, he seemed to have thought of something. He laughed out loud. Conan seemed to have thought of something as well. He also laughed out loud.
You two... Xiao Lan clenched her fists as if she was brewing something.
Is that so? Sister Xiaolan, I want to see it. Mao Libai listened quietly from the side. He looked at Xiao Lan, who was about to flare up. She smiled and jumped down from the sofa. He ran in front of Xiaolan.
Is that so? Xiaobai. Do you also think this is true? Xiao Lan heard Mao Libai's reply. He squatted down and smiled at Mao Libai.
Yes, I believe what Sister Lan said. Mao Li Bai smiled adorably.
Tsk, he was still a child. Conan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Mao Libai with dead fish eyes.
Xiaobai, I said. There were no ghosts in this world. So, there was no way that the medieval armor could move on its own. You know what? Uncle Mao Li heard Xiao Bai's innocent words and quickly explained. She knew that her brother only had one child. If you can't tell the truth for yourself. Then what if he was cheated in the future?
It's alright. Uncle Mao Li. Anyway, he had rested at home for so long. How about Uncle Mao Li, Sister Lan and Conan? Let's go to the art gallery. Mao Libai looked at Uncle Mao Li. She said to him.
hmm. This... Maori Kogoro stammered.
I agree. Xiao Lan heard that Xiao Bai was going to the art gallery. He immediately raised his hand in agreement.
I also agree. Xiaobai voted for herself.
Conan, what about you? Lan looked at Conan who was sitting on the sofa.
hmm. Since you two want to go. Then I don't care. Conan replied helplessly. One had to know. When Xiaolan looked at him. That smile. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like a threat.
Alright, then let's relax today. Maori Kogoro stood up and put down the newspaper.
Uncle Mao Li, I'll go upstairs to get something. You guys wait for me downstairs. After Mao Libai finished speaking, he headed upstairs.
hmm. Xiao Bai, you have to hurry up. Xiao Lan said after hearing Mao Libai's words.
He hailed a taxi by the roadside.
Driver, please take us to the Middle Ages Art Museum. Xiao Lan said to the driver from the back seat.
You heard the rumor, right? It's just a trick to trick children. I advise you not to go. The driver said to Maori Kogoro who was sitting next to him.
Please take us to the Middle Ages Art Museum. Xiao Lan smiled as she held onto the protective fence protecting the driver.
Uh, okay…okay. The driver seemed to hear something. Then, he looked back and saw Xiao Lan holding the protective fence with a smile. The protective fence was slowly closing. He quickly answered, and then immediately sped up the car.
I knew it was a trick to trick children. Even the driver said so. Maori Kogoro looked at Xiaolan from the side. Then he turned his head and looked ahead, thinking silently.
This driver was really pitiful. Conan, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at Lan with his dead fish eyes. He muttered in his heart.
Sister Lan, please eat chocolate. Mao Libai took out a packet of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Mao Lilan.
Oh, Xiaobai likes chocolate. Mao Lilan took the chocolate, opened it and threw it into her mouth.
Here, Conan, Uncle, here you go. And Uncle Driver, you have one too…Mao Libai took out three bags of chocolate from his pocket and gave them to Conan and Mao Li.
Oh, thank you very much. He took the chocolate from Maori Kogoro. The driver smiled and put the chocolate aside. After all, he was driving.
The last one is mine. Mao Libai smiled and took out a piece of chocolate and threw it into his mouth.
It turned out that Xiao Bai was going to get chocolates. Uncle Mao Li, who was sitting in front, thought for a moment and said.
Yes, that's right. Mao Libai smiled and replied.
What a brat. Conan muttered to himself as he looked at the smiling Little White.
Meanwhile, Mao Libai, who was eating chocolate, looked at Conan and Uncle Mao Li, who were eating chocolate. He also smiled.
There was a moving armor there. However, this armor could kill.
When the taxi stopped at the Zhongshi Art Museum, Xiaolan and the others got off first. Maori Kogoro was left behind to pay the driver.
When Conan and the others opened the door and walked into the Middle Ages Art Museum. He only saw the empty hall inside. They were all decorated with artwork. Especially oil paintings and other works.
Wow, so many beautiful paintings. Look at these colors. It was so beautiful. Xiao Lan walked up to a painting, crossed her arms and praised.
Yes, paintings are beautiful. It was because it had its own soul. Every artist. She would devote herself to the artistic conception of enlightenment to draw such a beautiful painting. Mao Libai added.
This little brat. Do you know what a soul is? Conan muttered as he looked at the oil painting.
Oh, really? Xiao Lan lowered her head and muttered softly to herself.
This little friend was right. At this moment, a bald man walked out from behind Xiao Lan. He narrowed his eyes. The old man with the long beard and saggy eyebrows walked towards Mao Libai as he spoke.
It seemed that the children really liked the paintings here. The old man patted Mao Libai's head, who was looking at the painting.
Yes! yeah. Every time I look at someone else's work that has merged with their soul, I feel like I'm in it. Mao Libai turned his head and smiled at the old man.
Oh, really? Hahaha…the old man laughed when he heard Mao Libai's words.
Old sir. Do you know much about the paintings here? Lan asked the old man.
Well, yeah. The works here are like my children. The old man raised his head and said.
that. May I ask who you are? Xiao Lan looked at the Wandering God's old man.
Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, I'm the director here. My name is Ochiai. The old man seemed to have come to his senses and answered Mao Lilan.
Oh, it's Mr. Director. I'm sorry. Mao Lilan looked at the old man in front of her, who was Ochiai.
Well, please enjoy it slowly. The old man said to Xiao Lan. Then, he heard a sound.
Kubota, what are you doing? The old man opened his eyes and looked at a man who was moving his work.
You must wear gloves when handling your work. I've told you several times. Have you forgotten? The old man angrily said to the man named Kubota.
Ah, sorry, sorry…The man looked at his hands.
You don't have to do it anymore. I'll leave this place to you, Ishijima. The old man said to the man who was busy at the side as he walked to the field.
Hi. The man named Irijima put down his work and walked towards the old man.
che Kubota walked away with a dissatisfied expression.
As usual, there were very few people. Behind the old man, a fat man and a man who was obviously a follower walked over.
Oh, here it comes. Mao Libai looked at the fat man behind the old man.
Shinjaka, boss. The old man revealed the fat man's identity.
In another ten days, this place will be closed. Please take good care of her for a while. Fat man. Oh, no…The man called Shinjuku walked over.
Take good care of these rusty scrap metal. Then, he said to the old man with a gloomy expression, Then, he led his followers. hmm. She had forgotten about this minor character. The designer walked to the side.
Is this art gallery going to disappear? Lan walked up and asked the old man.
Yes, the previous owner had to sell the art gallery to Mr. Shinjuka because the company had closed down. The old man lowered his head and said.
The previous owner sold it to Shinju-san because he promised to continue running the gallery. said the nearby Irijima.
In the end, that fellow…Not long after he bought it, he was going to renovate it into a restaurant. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Shinaka, who was pointing at the walls and saying something.
You must be that Kubota. A sound came from the side, and then Shinaka turned around and looked at Kubota.
I've heard the rumors about you. You have to get the money ready quickly, hahaha. After saying this, Shinaka left with a smile.
Damn it. Kubota picked up the helmet on the ground and heard Shinjuka's words. He cursed. He threw the helmet at the truck.
Then, everyone, please take your time to watch the old man walk out with the island.
Meanwhile, Conan, who was standing at the side. He looked at the old man who was leaving with confusion. It seemed very strange. Why did the old man scold that person for not caring about his work? Why didn't he say anything now?
After that, Lan and the others went to the Earth Exhibition Room and the Sky Exhibition Room. There was also the Ocean Exhibition Room.
Xiaobai, the works here are all so beautiful. Mao Lilan and the others had just walked out of the marine exhibition room and said to Mao Libai beside them.
Well, yeah. Sister Xiaolan. Mao Libai smiled.
Oh, strange? No entry. When Xiao Lan and the others turned the corner, they saw a sign that said no entry was placed in the exhibition room of Hell.
How strange, why is it forbidden to enter here? Xiao Lan took out the navigation map in her hand and looked at it, as if she wanted to see if there was any content about the ban on entry.
All right, let's not worry about that. Hurry up and go around. Maori Kogoro walked to the side after he finished speaking.
Hmm…Xiaolan closed the navigation map in her hand. He also walked to the side.
PM. time. Around 4:40.
Sister Lan, I'm a little hungry. Let's go buy something to eat first. Mao Libai looked at Uncle Mao Li and Conan who had no energy.
hmm. Xiaobai. Are you hungry? Xiao Lan bent down and asked Mao Libai.
Well, I didn't eat much at noon. It was already half past four. Buy something to eat. Perhaps he could go and take a look at the forbidden room later. Mao Libai smiled. However, his eyes seemed to be staring elsewhere.
Yes, Xiaolan. Let's go eat something first. Maori Kogoro heard Xiaobai's words and immediately became spirited.
Yes, Sister Lan. Conan echoed.
Well, let's go buy something nearby. After saying that, Xiao Lan prepared to walk out.
Um, Sister Xiaolan. Can you give me the navigation map? Mao Libai said as he watched Xiao Lan and the others leave.
What? What's wrong? Xiao Lan asked in confusion.
Um, I need to go to the bathroom. Mao Libai scratched the back of his head and smiled.
Hehe…That Xiaobai... We'll wait for you outside. When you come out later, come to the hall to find us. Xiao Lan handed the navigation map to Mao Libai.
Hi. Mao Libai took the map and ran towards a certain place.
Xiao Lan and the others also walked towards the hall.
At this moment, Mao Libai, who was jogging, looked at the old man who was scolding Kubota and the lowered Kubota.
Grandpa, where is the toilet? Mao Libai walked up to the old man and asked.
Turn left and go down the stairs, then go straight and turn right. The old man who was scolding Kubota heard a child's voice behind him and turned around. She saw the little boy who had commented on her painting in the morning standing behind her. Then, he squatted down. She patted his head.
Thank you, Grandpa. Turn left and go down the stairs…Ah…After Mao Libai finished speaking, he lowered his head. Then, she murmured.
You hateful brat, don't you have eyes when you walk? Kubota, who was lying on the ground, said to Mao Libai, who was lying on top of him, and then pushed him away.
What are you doing, Kubota? The old man said angrily to Wa Tian, who was still lying on the ground.
He was just a child. What's your name?
right. sorry. Director. Kubota said to the old man as he lay on the ground.
Little boy, remember to look ahead when you walk. Also, the toilet is down the stairs on the left. Go straight and turn right. The old man picked up Mao Libai and patted the dust off his back. chuckles.
Hi. Mao Libai smiled and walked towards the place the old man had mentioned.
What a cute child. The director smiled and looked at Mao Libai who was walking away.
Next, it was the problem of that piece of paper. Mao Libai said softly, then ran towards Hell's showroom. While running. He also paid attention to his surroundings.
Mao Libai had noticed the old man and Kubota when he came out of the marine exhibition hall. Then, he suggested buying food. And all of this. Just to do one thing.
Swap.
Yes, it was a switch. Everything that happened when he came into contact with the old man and crashed into the depression. It was all within his expectations. At the same time, when he touched the old man's body and Kubota's body. He had swapped their pens. When he switched the bag, he also wiped off the fingerprints on it.
What he needed to do now was to replace the paper. right. It was the piece of paper with Kubota's name on it.
Heh, good thing I was prepared. Otherwise, there was really no other way. Mao Libai thought as he took out a small piece of metal from his pocket.
When he arrived at the Hell's exhibition room, he looked around and saw that there was no one around. He then ran in. Then, he looked at the camera above his head. He looked around again. He chuckled softly. He jumped up and slowly moved the camera in another direction. Then, he used a piece of iron to fix it in place.
Next, he had to hurry up.
As Mao Libai thought about it, he took out a pair of plastic gloves from his pocket and quickly put them on. He walked to the side of the armor and picked up a pen.
Then he immediately ran to the table next to the dead Shinaka and wrote down Ochiai's name. Then, he took out another pen from his purse and drew on it, pinching it gently. Next, he put the pen tip back in. He threw it on the ground. The pen slowly rolled to the spot where Mao Libai had discovered it. Finally, he walked to Jinzhong's corpse. She looked at Shinaka, who was covered in blood. She took out the paper from his hand. He looked at the paper with a little blood on it. Then, he gently touched the paper in his hand in the blood. Then, she gently rubbed the paper and placed it in Shinzhong's hand.
After finishing all this, Mao Libai wrapped the paper in plastic gloves. He put it into his pocket. Then he jumped to the camera's feet and took off the iron piece. Then, he slowly moved the camera elsewhere. After confirming that there were no problems. He quickly ran towards the hall.
And all these actions only took less than two minutes. From this, one could see Mao Libai's agility and speed in his previous life. As for all these actions…It was also something he had already thought of in the car. After all, he would occasionally watch Conan's anime in his previous life. Therefore, he remembered this matter very clearly. Therefore, when Xiaolan suggested coming to the art gallery. He knew. What was about to happen.
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