"I haven't seen any temporary anti-theft devices. The museum's own alarm shouldn't be enough to prevent the strange thief. Was it because the warning letter was sent too suddenly and the consultant didn't have time to arrange it?"
After Ye Gengyi observed several entrances and exits, he asked such a question very directly and in line with his identity.
Mentioning this, Suzuki Jirokichi felt quite depressed. After sighing for a long time, he said:
"I can't help it, because this is the idea of the guy named Tarumi who is hosting this dragon horse exhibition. He is really... he is obviously a layman."
oh? Did he refuse the kindness of the rich man, but ended up setting up such a venue full of loopholes... Ye Gengyi thought thoughtfully.
Although Suzuki Jirokichi often failed at Kaito's side, this does not mean that his institutions with millions and tens of millions invested are completely useless.
Otherwise, if you just use another thief to steal the gems, you will be caught just once.
"In that case, uncle, why don't you just buy that gun belt?"
Suzuki Sonoko was a little curious: "Isn't it because their lion is so open-minded and the price they charge is so outrageous?"
"No."
Suzuki Jirokichi shook his head: "Not only that, but they also gave up a lot of price... The problem is that he refused to let my appraiser take a look before selling it."
"Huh?"
Suzuki Sonoko was startled: "But I heard that the gun belt has been appraised by a professional appraiser?"
"That's what I say, but I'm still a little worried about whether I can attract Kidd to take the bait."
Suzuki Jirokichi pushed open the exhibition room door.
I happened to meet two men head-on.
They look to be in their fifties or sixties, and there is a very sharp contrast in body shape.
The shorter one has a fatter figure, and the scalp has been exposed on the top of his forehead, forming a Mediterranean hairstyle.
He has thick eyebrows, a garlic nose, and a pair of slightly greasy black-rimmed glasses. It must be because the prescription is not too high. The thin lenses cannot hide his cunning eyes at all.
Compare it to that.
Another tall, slender old man with gray hair and a slightly older figure has a straight body and stands with his hands behind his back, giving him a sense of aloofness.
"Consultant Suzuki, I can't pretend I didn't hear what you said. Even if Kaitou Kid's target is not the gun belt, my things will definitely not be fakes..."
"Oh, it's Mr. Tarumi Inohiko and appraiser Hanamura Masanosuke."
Suzuki Jiroyoshi nodded towards the two of them, turned to look at the fat man, and said, "In that case, Mr. Tarumi, why don't you allow my appraiser to come and appraise it?"
"I also followed Master Huacun's advice." Taru met Inohiko said.
"exactly."
Masanosuke Hanamura, who is called the 'Master', said:
"You can tell from the condition of the cowhide that the belt has a sense of age, and the rubies on the buckle are impeccable. Ryoma even drew an illustration of the belt in the letter. Doesn't this mean that the belt is Is it authentic?”
Since this appraiser named Hanamura Masanosuke is quite famous in the appraisal world, not only does he not easily accept the appraisal commission, but the appraisal fee for each appraisal is also extremely expensive.
It is not unusual for a talented person like this to have a weird temper.
In this regard, although Suzuki Jirokichi was full of doubts, it was difficult to say anything in person.
After all, he could just refuse to sell that gun belt on the grounds that he just doesn't like having items he has appraised.
At this moment, Ye Gengyi suddenly asked:
"When were the gun belts made?"
"ah?"
Masanosuke Hanamura, who was still talking boastfully, was startled.
"What? Isn't it written on the letter?" Ye Gengyi asked.
"Uh, yes...there is indeed no clear record of the production date or anything like that."
Masanosuke Hanamura came back to his senses and looked up and down at the young man in black with a unique temperament:
"Sir, are you also an appraiser?"
Since Ye Gengyi was following Suzuki Jirokichi, and the two parties had previously discussed the topic of appraisal, he instinctively thought that Ye Gengyi was the appraiser hired by Suzuki Jirokichi.
"Oh? If so, can't we go in and take a look?" Ye Gengyi asked.
"Well……"
Hanamura Masanosuke choked again.
He found that the words of the young man in front of him were really difficult to answer, so he thought about it for a moment:
"No... because I told Consultant Suzuki before that if it is an appraiser..."
"I'm not." Ye Gengyi interrupted again and walked around the two of them into the exhibition hall.
"..."
Hanamura Masanosuke's breathing stagnated again. He raised his hand and rubbed his chest. He felt that his heart hurt...
"Hahaha, this little friend of mine has this temper. Young people, please be patient."
Suzuki Jirokichi smiled happily when he saw the other party's deflated expression.
To be honest, for the sake of the Ryoma's gun belt, and more importantly, to collect the gems that could trap Kaitou Kidd, he had had enough patience to take advantage of these two people in the past few days.
We should have invited Saraichi here earlier... Suzuki Jirokichi thought.
Here, Taru saw Inohiko and Hanamura Masanosuke looking at each other, and could only helplessly follow a few people to the exhibition hall of Sakamoto Ryoma's relics.
Suzuki Sonoko came to the display cabinet displaying the Ryoma gun belt with a clear goal and admired it through the bulletproof glass:
"This is Ryoma's gun belt...it feels very impressive."
Immediately, her eyes fell on the open letter under the gun belt, and she scratched her cheek with her fingers in embarrassment:
"What's written on it? Why can't I understand a word..."
"cough……"
Hanamura Masanosuke cleared his throat, wondering if it was to save the face he had lost before, and said seriously:
"It says, this is a pistol belt. In the past, American men would tie it around their waists. It could store pistols and bullets. It was like a sheath for a knife. Such a convenient and interesting thing is not available in New York now. Now that people are wearing them, this phenomenon is really puzzling.”
"It feels like... something Ryoma would say." Mao Lilan said.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Suzuki Sonoko nodded repeatedly.
"Indeed, being able to accurately translate the content is worthy of being a professional appraiser." Ye Gengyi also praised.
"Haha, thank you." Masanosuke Hanamura straightened his back and raised his chin slightly, but before he could follow the topic and make some professional-related remarks.
Just listen to Ye Gengyi continue:
"So... is it the habit of professional appraisers to memorize the information on every item they have appraised, like this letter?"
Eh?
Oops... After Hanamura Masanosuke reacted, his pupils shrank.
Conan reacted equally quickly and immediately understood the meaning of these words from the positions of several people.
Although Ye Gengyi stood on the left side of the display cabinet and Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan stood on the right side, in order to observe the gun belt at close range, the three of them directly ignored the marking lines on the ground and covered the glass of the display cabinet. Lived most of the time.
In other words, unless Hanamura Masanosuke also leaned over, it would be impossible to fully see the contents of the letter from his position.
In this way, I can still translate it smoothly. If I don’t remember the whole article in my mind, what else can it be.
Calm down, calm down... The content of this letter is very short, so even if you admit it, it doesn't seem to matter, right? But...what does this young man mean...
Hanamura Masanosuke was not sure. Since he had experienced several shocks in such a short period of time, he had thoroughly understood Ye Gengyi's power. He was afraid that there might be some trap in this sentence, so he hesitated to explain:
"Ah, yes... I put a lot of effort into interpreting it, so... I memorized it."
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