"That's right. Maybe it's because I can't quite recognize the faces of the neon people. They all look alike." Shuji Tsushima, who was a beautiful foreign boy named Noah Alan, looked understanding. appearance.
Edogawa Conan twitched his lips.
What the hell, do you believe what you say?
"Yes, that's it..." Mouri Kogoro immediately nodded in agreement.
He looked like he was afraid of being discovered to be the famous detective Mouri Kogoro.
Except for Mao Lilan who didn't know what was going on and Masashiro Tokudaiji who didn't know anything about it, everyone else showed expressions of unbearable horror.
That twisted expression of knowing the truth and wanting to complain but not being able to say it.
"Everyone, please come in first." Kanazenko saw Tsujima Shuji and Mori Kogoro chatting very animatedly under their false identities, and quickly opened his mouth to let everyone in.
"Let me introduce to you, this is my secretary." Kanazunori said.
"My surname is Tokudaiji and my name is Masashiro. Please give me your advice." Masashiro Tokudaiji bowed slowly.
"Where is it? Please give me your advice." Mouri Kogoro touched his head.
"This is the venue." Ganazhan brought everyone to the living room.
"Every piece of art here has its origins." Mouri Kogoro looked at the surrounding furnishings and couldn't help but sigh.
Shuji Tsushima maintains the character of a silly, sweet boy, saying nothing and just smiling responsibly.
He has no interest in these works of art...
There are a bunch of legendary lost treasures in that person's collection room.
I don’t know how many sunken ships were fished out or how many Egyptian tombs were dug to find it.
Shuji Tsushima grew up next to that person, and he changed places to live every once in a while. The mansions in each place were very luxurious, and so-called antiques and treasures could be seen everywhere.
[They are just dead objects. Rather than just leaving them there to watch, it would be better to let them play some interesting role. ]
Therefore, the tableware Tsujima Shuji used since childhood was antique, the bed he slept on was antique, and the house he lived in was also an ancient house with a long history.
Under such circumstances, it is difficult for Tsushima Shuji to express his emotions towards these works of art.
"My wife is taking care of these, please sit down." Kanazhan pointed to the sofa and said.
"Can I visit the entire mansion first?" Mouri Kogoro requested.
"Of course, Miss Tokudaiji, you will be responsible for showing Mr. Morita and Master Alande around." Kanazoshi said to Masashiro Tokudaiji.
"Okay, please come with me." Tokudaiji Masashiro said slowly.
Everything she said and did showed perfunctoryness and neglect.
"No need, I'll do it." A female voice suddenly came.
Everyone went out looking for fame.
I saw a woman standing there with a dignified manner and a royal aura.
"This is my wife, Misaki." Kanazunori stepped forward, put his arm around his wife's shoulders and introduced her to everyone.
Misaki Kana wore a blue dress with a fluffy skirt, a neckband with a red rose in the same color as the dress, rose earrings on her ears, and a rose on her chest. brooch.
The level of gorgeousness is comparable to the little prince dress worn by Tsujima Shuji.
The two looked like musical actors about to perform on stage.
Misaki Kana looks weak and innocent, like a clear water lily.
Tokudaiji Masashiro looks like a dark viper beauty.
When two people stand together, people will subconsciously think that Kanami Misaki is harmless and Tokudaiji Masashiro needs to be vigilant.
Kanazashi wore a gray-green t-shirt, full of traditional atmosphere, which was completely opposite to Kanazaki, who looked like a Western aristocratic lady.
"She is also the president of the publishing house under the name of Ghana Entertainment Group." Ganazanori introduced.
"Welcome everyone, please come with me?" Misaki Kanami smiled elegantly.
Grain
"Okay." Mouri Kogoro didn't seem to be very good at dealing with such a lady.
"Masashiro, just go to the kitchen and get ready." When passing by Masashiro Tokudaiji, Kana Misaki's attitude was unmistakable and arrogant. Although she was talking to the other person, she didn't even bother to give him a look.
After everyone left, Tokudaiji Masashiro ran his hand through his hair and stretched his body.
"It seems to me that Madam hates me."
"President, huh?" She glanced at Kana Zenori meaningfully.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Ganashenze looked a little overwhelmed.
Edogawa Conan hid at the door and silently showed a dead-eyed expression.
Adults...
hehe.
He complained inwardly while keeping up with the large army.
"The innermost part is the piano room..." Misaki Kanami took everyone to the piano room.
A black grand piano is placed quietly in the center.
"Oh, it's really a breathtaking decoration." Mouri Kogoro praised.
Edogawa Conan ran to the knight sculpture placed by the window sill.
The knight held a sword in his hand.
Edogawa Conan subconsciously reached out to touch it.
"Don't touch around, you know, kid." Mouri Kogoro interrupted him angrily.
"Haha, it's nothing." Kana Misaki covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Although this sword is just a decoration, there is no difference between the material and the way it is made." Kanami said.
Edogawa Conan: ...If the materials and construction methods are the same... wouldn't this be a real sword!
Shuji Tsushima's eyes were on the piano.
This piano, which costs about 200,000 US dollars, is the most expensive item in the piano room.
Everything else... is just decoration.
The piano in Tsujima Shuji's apartment sold for more than four million U.S. dollars.
Equivalent to half of the total assets of Ghana Entertainment Group.
After all, the Ghana Group... has total assets of just over ten thousand US dollars.
However, with such an asset scale, it can already be called a large enterprise.
And the exchange rate converted into neon will look more, almost a billion yen.
"Next to the piano room is my room." Misaki Kanami continued to lead the way.
Shuji Tsushima and the other three walked at the back, when the people in front did not look back.
The little prince, who looks pure and kind, rests his chin on one hand, with an expressionless face and tired eyes, as if he is a bored audience sitting under the stage before the performance begins.
After Mouri Kogoro and others followed Kanamisaki into the room, the boy's voice lightly reached the ears of Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Mono behind them.
He said--
"It's about to begin."
The young man put away his tired expression and showed his silly and sweet smile again. The aura around him changed from a cloudy day where everything was misty and faded, to a sunny day when the sun was shining and flowers were blooming.
When Tsujima Shuji and the others entered the room, they happened to hear the chatting sounds of Kanami Misaki and Maori Ran.
"We shot this ten years ago."
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