Mouri Kogoro was so distraught that he drank to drown his sorrows. His sorrows became worse and worse, and soon he became drunk. In his state, he couldn't even think of going home alone.
"Hey, Xiaolan, it seems we can only take the Shinkansen back to Togan." Seeing this, Hoshino Sora scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.
Speaking of which, he knew clearly that the uncle was being exchanged, but he did not stop it, but let it go, which was a bit excessive. What a good uncle, he is hospitable, friendly, resourceful, and has a tiger heart. Anyway, he can't do this next time. , we must not do this again... unless we add a meal!
"That's all we can do, but there are no taxis here to take us to the station..." Xiaolan could only accept her fate, and her father who indulged himself in this way had no choice.
"I'm carrying uncle on my back. Let's take a walk. If we take a car, uncle has drunk so much now that he will inevitably vomit in other people's cars." Hoshino Sora said.
"That's right." Xiaolan nodded repeatedly when she heard this. It would be too bad if her father vomited in someone else's car.
"I'm going to buy some snacks. You can eat them while walking on the road." Hoshino Sora said and went to buy snacks.
So Hoshino Sora carried Mouri Kogoro on his back, with a bag of snacks hanging on both sides of his neck. Ran and Conan also carried a bag of snacks each, and the four of them walked towards the nearest station.
Since Hoshino Sora and Xiaolan are both people who exercise regularly, they have very good physical strength and endurance. The uncle is the most comfortable lying on Hoshino Sora's back. Therefore, the most miserable person in the audience is none other than Conan.
Conan now regrets why he didn't bring the solar skateboard. If he had brought it, he would be the easiest one until the sun goes down... Unfortunately, there is no if!
By the time they found the nearest station, they had walked nearly seven or eight miles on the mountain road. Then they took a bus and transferred, and it was already past noon when they arrived near the Shinkansen platform.
Mouri Kogoro finally woke up at this time. He had a good sleep and was in great spirits.
"Dad, this time you have to thank A Kong. Except for the car, you spent the whole morning on A Kong's back, from the gas station to here!" Xiaolan said for her father Feeling embarrassed.
A famous old man who was about to enter his fourth year was so drunk that he asked his best friend who was the same age as his daughter to carry him on his back. If he told this, no one would believe him.
"Ahem, is that like this..." Mouri Kogoro was quite embarrassed when he heard this. Suddenly, he saw many people gathered in front of a store. He was immediately attracted and walked over.
News was playing on a screen inside the floor-to-ceiling window of the store, and there was a golden building on it, which really attracted attention.
"Hey, isn't this made of gold? It shouldn't be possible. If it were really made of gold, how much would it cost? I'm afraid the gold stored in all the countries in the world wouldn't be enough..." Mouri Kogoro saw the news on the TV. My first reaction was that it was impossible.
Xiaolan also followed up, stood on tiptoe, and could barely see the TV screen. She couldn't help but smile: "Dad, this is the Twilight Pavilion. According to Sister Yumei, this building is gold-plated and is worth hundreds of billions of yen." Woolen cloth."
"Several...hundreds of billions!!!" Maori Kogoro gasped, and he was dumbfounded. Then, he suddenly screamed and stomped his feet in annoyance, "Damn Kid, ahhhhhhhhh Ah~"
He missed hundreds of billions! Damn it, Kidd, what have you done? ! !
Conan: "..."
What is this guy thinking? If you really want to go, can you still dig out a piece of gold?
"So, is this Dusk Pavilion gold-plated or painted?"
"It should be painted. The police have issued a notice..."
"But judging from the live news broadcast, this is too real. Please use this kind of paint. I want to make fake gold for fun..."
"Are you trying to fake it?"
"No way, don't think wrongly!"
"I always feel that it's not that simple, and maybe things are not as clear as they seem."
"..."
The chatter in the crowd reached the ears of Maori and his party. Suddenly, Kogoro Mori, who was beating his chest, stopped and was stunned, "Paint?"
So, he quickly asked a nearby man about the situation, and was told that the police had informed the media and the public that the Twilight Pavilion was only painted with a paint that looked like gold. However, I heard that there were still people who did not believe in evil and went to Twilight in person. The reporters are now communicating with the police to see if they can go down, bring live broadcast equipment, and personally check the authenticity of the Twilight Museum at a close distance.
"Not gold?"
"Fake?"
Xiaolan and Conan looked shocked, how could this be possible?
Xiaolan may not be sure because she was worried about her old father at the time. But Conan really saw it. The huge Dusk Pavilion was illuminated by the dawn, reflecting the sky into a golden color. He will probably never forget it in his life. How could that kind of scene be achieved by paint? What's the effect?
Besides, even the activated mechanism is a clock made of pure gold. Is it necessary to apply paint on the outside? This is like a top family that was originally thought to be extremely wealthy, but turns out to be a small family just for the sake of appearance...
But the Karasuma family shouldn't be so anticlimactic. Renye Karasuma was the richest man back then, but he still wanted to find the legacy left by the family. It can be seen from this that what a huge asset it was, how could it be that it was only a mere pure thing? Golden clock a treasure? Karasuma Renye still lacks such a piece of gold?
If you think about it for a moment, if you were Renya Karasuma and knew that the so-called treasure in his residence was just a golden clock, then given his age at the time, he would definitely die of anger on the spot.
"The police announcement must be correct. I went back to look for you before, but I didn't find you. I only saw the Twilight Pavilion with bricks all over the floor. I also looked at it. The surface of the Twilight Pavilion felt hard to the touch. Yes, it's definitely not gold!" Hoshino Sora started to say half-truths and half-false words seriously, "I can see too much gold. Its texture is quite soft. I can leave marks with just a touch, but the outer wall of the Dusk Pavilion But it can’t leave a mark.”
"No way, Brother Akong, I saw that half of the sky in the Twilight Pavilion was dyed golden. Is that something paint can do?" Conan looked questioning.
"Well, it really works. Anyway, I did see the sky being dyed the golden color you mentioned, but the exterior wall is indeed not gold. If you don't believe me, don't you still believe the police? The police can't possibly Everyone lies, this is about prestige." Hoshino Sora said seriously.
Conan thought it made sense, but also felt it was unbelievable, "You are right, the police will not lie to people...but this is too unscientific!"
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