Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 66 Egg of Memories
Shiro Suzuki had to receive guests in the office, so these people couldn't stay for long and soon found excuses to leave.

Before leaving, Qian Shouyi still did not give up persuading Suzuki Shiro and kept teasing him to sell the Easter Egg.

However, Shiro Suzuki obviously had no such intention.

"President, I brought the eggs."

After the few people left, Shiro Suzuki instructed his secretary Masato Nishino to take the protagonist of this exhibition - the "Egg of Memories", which was placed in a birch gift box and looked very valuable.

"Thank you for your hard work." Suzuki Shiro smiled gently, "Just put it on the table."

"Please take a seat, everyone." He extended his hand and invited everyone to sit down. The sofa in the office was large, enough to accommodate everyone.

The viewing position is also good. Facing the curved floor-to-ceiling windows that cover half of the office, you can see most of the city of Osaka.

"That's Osaka University." Miyano Shiho nodded at Anhe who was sitting next to her and pointed him in a direction. "I'm going to attend a seminar there this afternoon. If nothing unexpected happens, it will take about four hours."

"Are you going to abandon me?" An He made a joke, which earned him a cold look.

"Just a reminder, don't disturb me." Miyano Shiho gently touched the hair beside her ear, "There are several seniors who I respect attending the meeting, and I don't want to be interrupted by inexplicable noises, such as Kaito Kid breaking into the university."

"That shouldn't happen." An He said unsurely.

"Hope not."

Miyano Shiho suddenly stopped talking. Anhe realized something and turned around to see a thin shadow approaching stealthily behind the sofa.

This kid Conan is really elusive. He's ready to give him a surprise when he's not paying attention.

"Ms. Ran." Anhe picked up Conan's collar and handed him to Mao Li Ran.

"Ah, sorry."

Mao Lilan hugged Conan, apologetically, and then began to teach the boy a lesson: "Don't be rude!"

"Yes"

Conan said weakly.

Damn it, he just vaguely heard the words "Phantom Thief Kidd" and he was wondering if this guy An He had discovered some clues with his exaggerated reasoning ability. But just when he was about to get closer to listen carefully, he was discovered!
The box containing the treasure was placed on the table surrounded by sofas. Yuanshan Heye moved closer with some curiosity: "Can we take a look at this egg?"

"It doesn't look that great, actually." Suzuki Sonoko waved her hand, fearing she would be disappointed. "I remember playing with it as a toy when I was a kid, but it wasn't very interesting, so I threw it aside."

"Play, toys?" Kogoro Mouri's eyelids twitched.

A toy worth 800 million, is it worthy of the Suzuki Group?
Shiro Suzuki untied the blue-purple satin that tied the box, gently opened the box, took out the soft filling, and revealed the true appearance inside.

It was a palm-sized "egg", made entirely of gorgeous turquoise ceramic, with the surface covered with delicately detailed patterns. A thriving flowering tree was meticulously carved into it, with branches constantly climbing upward and converging at the top of the egg, holding up a few clear transparent crystals like the moon surrounded by stars.

At the bottom of the egg is a silver-cast bracket with a small recessed hole in the center.

Everyone unconsciously slowed down their breathing and admired this work of art.

"Nishino, pour some drinks for everyone." Shiro Suzuki's attention was not on the egg. Instead, he looked at everyone's surprised expressions with a smile.

"Yes." Masato Nishino walked away with the plate.

"It seems that she is not as beautiful as I imagined." Hattori Heiji narrowed his eyes and said what was in his mind.

"Because it's not that beautiful." Shiro Suzuki laughed.

"Is this openable?" Conan moved closer and vaguely saw a tiny crack on the egg, evenly dividing it into two parts. "You observed it very carefully."

Shiro Suzuki exclaimed, reaching out to open it, revealing the glittering golden interior.

The emperor, dressed casually, sat on a chair, holding a book with specially divided pages in his hand. The queen, holding a baby, sat beside him, and several half-grown princesses also gathered together to look at the book in his hand.

"Here is a gold-cast model of Emperor Nikola's family. It has been confirmed to be made of pure gold. The craftsmanship is very exquisite!"

"Wow, it looks so beautiful like this." Hattori Heiji's eyes lit up.

An He glanced at him strangely, now he knew this guy's standards of appreciation.

"Actually, it has an interesting little mechanism." Shiro Suzuki seemed to enjoy the reactions of these young people, and took out a small bronze key from his body with a smile.

As he inserted the key into a hidden keyhole on the egg and turned it a few times, the golden model inside moved.

squeak-

After the subtle sound of gears turning, the base supporting the golden statue slowly rose up, and intermittent music sounds came from inside, as if there was a built-in structure like a music box.

However, perhaps due to its age and rusty parts, the sound is a bit out of tune and the rhythm is not consistent.

As the music played, the book in the golden statue's hand began to turn pages slowly.

"It's amazing."

Shiho Miyano could not help but admire: "Constructing such a precise structure inside the soft gold required a lot of creativity and patience given the craftsmanship at the time."

"Yes." Suzuki Shiro took out another folder, "There is a special record of this egg in the documents about the dynasty. Take a look."

On one page of the folder, there is a full-body portrait of the egg and a complete concept drawing of the golden statue inside.

There is also a line of Russian above the portrait.

"It translates to 'egg of memory.'

"Is this what this line of Russian means?" asked Mao Lilan.

"Yes, this sentence is 'memories' in Japanese."

Conan, who always has many questions, asked again: "Why does the statue of flipping a book represent 'memories'?"

"Silly boy!" Maori Kogoro replied disdainfully: "This must be to commemorate the good memories of the emperor calling the children over to read books together!"

An He suddenly spoke up and expressed a different understanding.

"Or maybe it's not actually a book you're reading?"

"It's not a book?" Maori Kogoro was a little confused, "If it's not a book, then what is it?"

"Photo album." Miyano Shiho answered concisely.

"Your understanding makes sense." Shiro Suzuki said with a smile.

"As for whether it is a photo album or a book, it is very old and there are not many historical relics left. It is difficult to verify. Let's just treat it as a romantic little mystery."

(End of this chapter)