Chapter 239 The Second Egg
Chapter 240 The Second Egg
When I returned to the Suzuki Museum of Art, only Secretary Nishino and many policemen were there. My father and Mr. Suzuki Shiro were still drinking. Xiaolan and the others had not returned yet. As for Hattori and Conan, they went to chase Kaito and should still be on the way. No matter how much I persuaded Hattori's motorcycle, it couldn't be faster than my Aston Martin, right? When I returned to the hotel, Secretary Nishino was receiving a lady named Natsumi Kosaka. It seemed that she thought that there was something wrong with the photo of the Easter Egg of Memories, which was different from the photo left by his great-grandfather. Her great-grandfather was a worker in the Fabergé factory, and she was quite convincing about this. Secretary Nishino also said that she would continue to arrange this matter tomorrow and hoped that she would come again tomorrow.

Dozens of minutes later, Xiaolan and the others came back first. Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw me here, and then she gave me a mild reprimand. I begged for mercy from Xiaolan while making excuses. Conan called and said that Hattori was injured in a motorcycle fall, but it was not serious and he had been sent to the hospital. Upon hearing the news, Xiaolan, Kazuha, and I all rushed to the hospital. No wonder I only saw Conan chasing Kid on a skateboard, it turned out that Hattori fell behind halfway. I followed Kazuha to the hospital here and saw the nurse applying medicine to Hattori. But judging from his condition, he should be fine.

"Hey, where have you been?" After checking that Hattori was fine, Conan pulled me out of the ward and looked at me seriously.

"I'm going to buy some local specialties for Xiao Ai." I took out a piece of cheesecake from the necklace in my arms. "Do you want to eat it? Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Um...thank you." Conan took the cake and took a bite, then said to me vaguely, "Today when I was chasing Kidd, I found someone used a flash bomb, and I also saw a blurry figure, it seems that he injured Kidd and fell into the sea."

"Injured?" I didn't show any emotion, trying to confuse Conan. "Kid is dead?"

"I don't know. The police have already been searching the sea. I concluded that Kidd was injured because I saw the egg and the injured pigeon."

"Pigeon?"

"Well, it's next door." Conan said.

"Take me to see." Following Conan, I came to the next room. On a quilt, I saw a white pigeon resting. I recognized this pigeon. It was the pigeon that Kaito always brought with him. It was also one of the pigeons I knew. I remember when I first saw it, it had just hatched from an egg. When it saw me coming, the pigeon fluttered excitedly, but fell on the quilt because of its injuries.

"... Fortunately, the injury is not serious." I picked up the pigeon and checked its injuries. There was a small part of the foot burned, and a few feathers on the wing were broken. It did not affect its movement. As I said that, I took out the special medicine from the necklace and gently sprayed it on the pigeon's foot injury. Although it flapped its wings in pain, it stayed in my hand and did not fly around. After spraying the medicine, I found a bandage from the drawer of this room and wrapped it up before I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why is this pigeon so obedient to you?" Conan raised his eyebrows as he looked at the pigeon cooing in my arms. "It struggled for a long time when I brought it back."

"The pigeons that Kidd uses to perform magic are all very human-like. They know I am treating them, so they are very obedient," I explained. Of course, I wouldn't tell Conan that we had seen this pigeon when it was still an egg.

"Really?" Conan was skeptical, but soon gave up because he had something more important to ask me. "By the way, Xun, this incident involves at least two killers. Can you help me find the relevant people?"

"Yeah, sure." I took out my phone and started looking through the records. A few minutes later, I handed Conan the red task I found a few days ago.

"Sure enough, someone is eyeing the Resurrection Egg again." Conan frowned.

"It's useless to tell the police about things like this, unless we catch the killers in the act." I put away my phone. "So, it's very likely that Kidd has been killed. And there are many people, including the killers listed on the mission list, who are eyeing the Easter Egg of Memories. How about telling them to give up this operation?" I suggested. Kaito's life or death is unknown, and I don't have time to call him now. If the Suzuki family can give up the exhibition plan, it will give me a lot of time to find out whether Kaito is alive or dead, and find out the identity of the killer.

"This incident is basically over, but if the killer who took the mission and those who are watching are not dealt with, the Suzuki family is likely to be harmed by the killer." Conan asserted. "So, we must catch the killer before he harms others again."

"That's easy to say. Hattori is now injured because of your recklessness. What else do you expect?" I smiled disdainfully.

"We still have you." Conan flattered me.

"Me? I'm a patient now." I spread my hands. "How can you let a patient do it? Unless..."

"Just keep him alive..." Conan thought for a moment and then frowned. "Try your best."

"So, it's okay even if I accidentally kill him?" Conan's words made my eyes light up.

"I've already told you not to kill him!" Conan shouted. "Although I know your situation, if possible... don't kill him. Let him reflect on his crime in prison."

"Haha, it's better to kill him directly." I narrowed my eyes and looked down on Conan. Those who can accept tasks on the killer task list are basically the kind who will either be shot directly or sentenced to life imprisonment. It's really better to kill him directly.

"Anyway, do your best. I will also try my best to find out who he belongs to."

"There's not even any clues or evidence, what are you going to investigate?"

"I..." Conan was at a loss for words. "Anyway, I think the killer won't give up until he gets the egg. So we just have to be careful..."

"Why do I feel like you're still relying on me after all this talk?" I gave Conan a disdainful look. "Forget it, but you have to remember that if I kill him by mistake, you are not allowed to complain."

"Hey, why do I feel like your original plan was to kill him?" Conan frowned. "You don't know who this killer is, do you?"

"..." I stared at Conan with a strange look. "Okay, okay, I was wrong." Conan shuddered, then smiled apologetically. "Well, I'll leave it to you later."

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"So, your great-grandfather was a Fabergé worker?" The next day, in order to check whether the egg of memory was damaged by Kidd's theft, the museum's exhibition was forced to end, and we took the Suzuki family's cruise ship back to Tokyo. On the cruise ship, Suzuki Shiro also met with Kosaka Natsumi and listened to her story about her grandfather.

"Yes, my great-grandfather married a Russian woman there, and they returned to Japan together the year after the revolution broke out," said Natsumi Kosaka. "My great-grandmother gave birth to a baby girl, but unfortunately she died soon after. Nine years later, my great-grandfather also died. That baby girl, my grandmother, gave birth to my father soon after she met my grandfather, but unfortunately my grandfather died in a car accident with my parents when I was 5 years old. I was raised by my grandmother."

"Unfortunately, the old lady passed away last month." said the butler Sawabe Kuranosuke who was following behind Kosaka Natsumi.

"I was originally a pastry chef in Paris. This time I came back to sort out my grandmother's belongings. I found a very old drawing that should have been drawn by my great-grandfather." As she spoke, Kosaka Natsumi took out a tattered drawing from her bag and spread it on the table. "Because it's broken in the middle, I can only take a part for comparison." Everyone looked at the drawing on the table and saw that it was indeed written on the lower left corner of the drawing. MEMORIES, memories.

"It is indeed the Egg of Memories, but why is the egg in this picture inlaid with gems?" Shiro Suzuki saw the drawing and said in a panic. If his Egg of Memories was different from the real drawing, the Suzuki Group might lose a lot of reputation.

"Could it be that the gem inlaid on it fell off?" Dad suddenly said this almost impossible sentence, as if he wanted to give Suzuki Shiro a way out.

"Could it be that there were originally two eggs?" Conan said, looking at the drawing. "Because the outlines of the eggs in these two drawings don't match at all." Conan pointed at the drawing and said. This sentence caused everyone to think deeply. And it also attracted my attention, because the Memory Eggs posted on the task list did not say how many there were. If the buyer did not know the fact, then it was understandable. If the buyer knew that there were really two eggs, then the hired killer would lose a lot.

But... If the buyer doesn't know, and the killer knows there are two eggs, this will be a big deal. On the one hand, not only will he complete the mission, but he can also make some money from it. However, the biggest impact is that he will be more eager to get this egg, or even these two eggs. He has already attacked Kaito. If there are really two eggs, he will kill Kaito even more. This makes me have to be on guard!
"Mr. Nishino, please turn off the light!" Just as I was thinking, Conan suddenly shouted, and Mr. Nishino turned off the light immediately. Although his father was scolding Conan, Conan was unmoved. He took out the lighting watch given to him by the doctor from his pocket, shone it on something, and then reflected a light and shadow on the wall. The light and shadow on the wall showed the appearance of a castle. Everyone was also shocked by Conan's behavior.

"Is this... a magic mirror?" I frowned, then walked to the blueprint and looked at the incomplete blueprint. "The size of the egg, the slot, the glass on it, the size of the egg and the gem, the magic mirror. Plus the egg is a Russian product... Hehe, quite interesting." At this point, a playful smile appeared on the corner of my mouth. This inventor is really a genius. I have to say that the design back then could reach this level, which is enough to be proud of.

"The magic mirror is a magical mirror that is popular in China and Japan." Pu Siqinglan explained to everyone when they saw the image reflected on the wall by light. "The mirror has been specially processed, and it will produce special images under the influence of light. Legend has it that some Japanese Catholics secretly prayed by using the cross reflected on the mirror by candlelight."

"Mr. Sawabe, is this the castle?" Natsumi Kosaka seemed to recognize the castle.

"Yes, it is our castle in Yokosuka." Butler Sawabe nodded.

"Eh? Yokosuka Castle?" Xiaolan remembered something. "Is it the castle that often appears in TV commercials?"

"Yes, that is the castle built by my great-grandfather. It has been managed by my great-grandmother." Natsumi Kosaka nodded.

"So, Ms. Kosaka, these two eggs were made by your great-grandfather, right?" Dad thought for a moment and analyzed. "Your great-grandfather made these two eggs with his wife before the Russian Revolution, and brought them back to Japan. He probably sold some of the gems on the second egg to build the Yokosuka Castle. The second egg should be hidden somewhere in this castle, and then the secret of the second egg's location was hidden in the first egg through the magic mirror."

"In fact, in addition to the egg drawings, I also found this old key." It seemed that her father's reasoning was on point, and Natsumi Kosaka immediately took out an old key from her bag.

"That's it! I think this must be the key to the second egg!" Dad asserted.

"The jeweled egg of memory?" The Russian ambassador thought, dragging his chin.

"If we get it, we can sell it for at least 1 billion, or even more than 1.5 billion!" Art dealer Qian became excited.

"Humph. Everyone's heartbeat changes when they mention money." I curled my lips in disdain. But I don't care about their words and deeds. At this moment, I only care about the killer, whether he is one of these people, or whether he was hired by one of them. Now that there is news about the second egg, the total price of these two eggs is more than 10 billion or 20 billion. I don't know what the employer thinks, or did he know it a long time ago?
"Mr. Mori, after we return to Tokyo, can you accompany me back to the castle?" As if she began to appreciate her father's reasoning ability, Natsumi Kosaka began to take the initiative to invite him.

"Yes, with great pleasure." Dad confirmed.

"Then please let me come along."

"Me too."

“Please let me come along for the shoot.”

"I want to go too."

In an instant, the greed in the eyes of everyone present could no longer be suppressed. Such greed made me cast suspicion on everyone here. In the worst case, one, several, or all of them here might be related to the killer. This made me frown. It seemed that this trip to the castle would be bloody!
　Author's note: I took a break from my busy schedule to post this picture. Since I'm in zone 11, I asked a fellow reader to help me type it up. The above is the one I'll continue when I have time.

　　
　
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