Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

Chi Chufeng took a deep breath.

Miss Ayako, please take good care of my eggs!

A line of extended luxury cars sped along the road.

The surrounding cars made way, and the road was almost completely unobstructed.

It's not that the luxury cars themselves are particularly valuable, but rather that the people who can afford to own a whole row of these cars must have extraordinary backgrounds and status.

When the convoy arrived at the main entrance of the Suzuki Museum of Modern Art, they saw police officers stationed every ten steps outside the 497 Museum.

The police officers looked serious, as if they were doing their duty.

Chi Chufeng curled his lip; he had already predicted it on the way, that Phantom Thief Kid hadn't arrived yet.

Moreover, given Kaito Kid's consistent principles of conduct, committing crimes during the day is completely out of character for him.

So, are these police officers sunbathing?

Akatsuka got out of the car, and Suzuki Ayako followed behind.

She pursed her lips tightly, her face flushed.

I was drawn to the sound of a motorcycle engine suddenly shutting off from behind me.

Everyone turned around and saw two young men wearing helmets sitting on a green motorcycle. One of them took off his helmet and said something.

"He is a mysterious and unpredictable gentleman thief who can miraculously and quickly break through even the most heavily guarded and the most secure vaults."

"He can easily imitate both appearance and voice, making him a true master of disguise."

"You could say we've really run into a tough opponent this time..."

"Chichu-san."

The helmets were removed, revealing the faces of the two young men.

Chapter 253 Toyama Kazuha, who bears a resemblance to Koran

A slight smile played on Chi Chufeng's lips as he greeted him, "Hattori Heiji, long time no see. And who is this?"

Conan's voice came from behind: "She's Hattori's childhood friend and girlfriend."

Akazuka turned her head and saw that the Mori family had also arrived.

The moment Conan uttered those words, they were caught by the sharp-eared Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha.

"Who says he/she is your boyfriend/girlfriend?!" they both said in unison.

It turned out to be distant mountains and leaves.

Chi Chufeng couldn't help but take a second look.

She has a high ponytail, wears bright-colored clothes and over-the-knee socks, and has a pair of long, fair legs.

She does look a bit like Xiaolan.

A pair of bright, large eyes gives a very energetic feeling.

A very beautiful young girl.

"You must be Akatsuchi-san? Nice to meet you. My name is Toyama Kazuha. Please take care of me."

The girl bowed.

In the afternoon, at the Suzuki Museum of Contemporary Art.

The top floor of the art museum is Shiro Suzuki's private chairman's office.

Akatsuki, Conan, and Detective Mouri sat on the sofa, listening to Suzuki Shiro introduce the other guests in the office.

These guests came from various backgrounds.

Sergei Ovchinnikov, First Secretary of the Russian Embassy.

Art dealer, Qian Jiangyi.

Pu Siqinglan, a researcher of the Romano Dynasty.

This woman is actually Chinese.

However, it is obvious that his bloodline is not pure; he is clearly of mixed race.

She had extremely rare gray pupils and short, dark gray hair.

She has a great figure, with two long, taut, and powerful legs.

"This is Mr. Ryu Hanchuan, a freelance videographer who applied to come and film this project."

Please give me your guidance.

Han Chuanlong, who remained seated on the sofa, nonchalantly raised his video camera and started snapping pictures of his surroundings.

Chi Chufeng curled his lip.

This kind of person looks like they'll die from taking pictures everywhere.

Mr. Mori looked at the box on the table and asked curiously, "What is the appraised value of this Egg of Memory?"

"Eight hundred million yen."

Art dealer Inui glanced sideways at Chairman Suzuki.

"If you're willing to sell, I can raise the price even further."

Shiro Suzuki just smiled and remained silent.

"Chairman!" the secretary of the Russian embassy said anxiously.

"The Tsar's Easter eggs are treasures of Russia. Rather than selling them to these unidentified art dealers, we should donate them to our Russian art museums."

"We will issue you a certificate!"

Not only did Suzuki Shiro remain silent, but even Akatsuka Kaze just chuckled.

You think you can get something for nothing?

Trying to exchange a piece of waste paper for a treasure worth 800 million is practically like the official Phantom Thief Kid.

Art dealer Qian's gaze turned slightly cold: "You're saying I have no taste?"

"Very good, very good. Taking pictures of people is more interesting than taking pictures of that egg."

The videographer, Han Chuanlong, chuckled and mocked the two of them, then turned his gaze to the long-legged woman who remained silent beside him.

"Miss Qinglan seems indifferent, but logically speaking, as a researcher of the Romanov dynasty, you should want that egg more than anyone else, right?"

“That’s right,” Pu Siqinglan frowned and turned her head away, “but I don’t have eight hundred million on me.”

"Hmph, that's true. Even I can only scrape together 200 million. I just don't know if President Suzuki has any intention of selling." Hanchuan Long looked at Suzuki Shiro.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Shiro Suzuki said with a smile, "Everyone, if you want to buy this Egg of Memories, you shouldn't be coming to me."

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.

Shiro Suzuki bowed slightly to Akaso Kaze.

"For the Suzuki family, a mere 800 million is nothing, far less than the friendship of the Onmyoji. Therefore, I have already given this Egg of Memories to Lord Akaso."

"What?"

The group of people all looked at Chi Chufeng, their expressions varying.

Especially Pu Siqinglan, who squinted her eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

"Then, Lord Chichu..." the Russian embassy secretary asked eagerly.

Chi Chufeng waved his hand, interrupting him.

"As you all know, I am an Onmyoji. If you want to get something from me, you have to pay the corresponding price."

He smiled and gestured to Shiro Suzuki, saying, "I have received the Suzuki family's sincerity."

Upon hearing what Akatsuka said, Suzuki Shiro immediately showed a delighted expression.

As expected, sending Ayako was the right decision.

You should know that the Egg of Memory was given to Chi Chufeng a long time ago, but he never said anything about it.

Ayako followed him all the way here and finally received this sentence.

However, even though the direction is right, it's clearly not enough; I need more safeguards.

Shiro Suzuki's eyes flickered.

"I wonder if the price of 800 million is acceptable to the Onmyoji?"

Art dealer Qian Jiangyi asked respectfully.

Akaso Kaze and the Suzuki Group are not the same.

As an internationally renowned art dealer with a strong background, Inui is not intimidated by Suzuki Shiro in the slightest.

But he was genuinely a little afraid of Chi Chufeng.

This Onmyoji possesses abilities that are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.