Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 1390 1390 [It's better to be a ghost]

   Next door, the dry cat, who was lying in Mao Lilan's arms with half-squinted eyes, suddenly moved the tip of his nose and became energized.

   But before it tried to kill the murderous, the mermaid and the spider lady had already floated past, leaving only two afterimages.

   Dry Rice Cat: "…"

  …It’s inconvenient to have a body.

  Although its ghost form is not as fast as mermaid and spider lady, it is at least free enough...

   Dry Cat touched his ears and sighed sadly.

  …

   next to the combination disk.

  The goals of people are not the same. Some people are paddling, but others are eager to push the progress.

  Pu Siqinglan saw that the ambassador couldn't think of it for a long time, so he couldn't help but say: "Could it be ВОЛШЕБНИККОНЦАВЕКА?"

  Conan was startled. He had never studied Russian in Hawaii, so he had to ask, "What word is this?"

"It's really like what Miss Kasaka said!" The ambassador nodded, with a look of sudden realization, he explained to a few people who didn't understand Russian, "In English, it's TheLastWizardOfTheCentury—the magician at the end of the century. "

   said, he pressed down.

   As the last letter was typed, the room fell silent and everyone stared at the dial with bated breath.

   It was quiet.

   When they thought they had failed again, there was a sudden sound of gears turning under the floor.

   "...successful, it succeeded!"

   The mechanism that had been dusty for a hundred years began to turn again, and the floor near the cipher disk suddenly moved.

  Jiang Xia stood up and stepped back, and picked up Conan. Soon, the complete wooden floor slid away to one side, and the dust was flying. The ground was divided into a hollow, revealing a staircase leading to the depths of the ground.

   "I didn't expect that there was actually an underground secret passage." A few people were surprised, looking at the entrance of the hole, a little bit troubled, "I knew earlier that I should have prepared more flashlights."

   As soon as they finished speaking, they all turned their heads and looked at the flashlight taken out by the art dealer, their eyes lit up.

  Art dealer: "…"

  He came here today, not to accompany these guys on a treasure hunt, he wanted to secretly find the treasure and take it away.

  ... But from the previous situation, the puzzles and mechanisms here seemed to be beyond his knowledge, and his wish to fly alone was shattered.

  The art dealer, like an excellent treasure hunter, handed the flashlight to the only "policeman" present, and asked the "White Bird Police Department" to control the lighting.

   He himself, along with the others, descended into this secret passage that he had just discovered.

  …

   A few people went all the way down the stone steps, and the surrounding temperature gradually became lower.

  The underground passage is quite cool, fortunately there is not much musty smell, it seems to be well preserved and airy.

The bottom of the    stone steps is a secret road. The road is fairly wide, and it extends straight forward. For the time being, there is no fork in the road. It seems that they don't have to worry about which way to go.

  No need to think, just walk, everything becomes easier.

   A few people went forward along the underground passage while replaying with some doubts: "Why is the password 'Magician at the end of the century'?"

   Kasaka Natsumi guessed: "It may be the title that his great-grandfather once won - I heard that when he was sixteen years old, he took his works to participate in the 1900 World Exposition."

   "So it is, that time was indeed called the 'end of the century'."

   As he was talking, the flashlight in front of him suddenly stopped.

  Jiang Xia came back to his senses, looked up, and saw that the "White Bird Police Department" didn't know what they had found, and swept the wall next to him with a flashlight.

   Looking closely, there is a small hole in the wall that looks like a fork in the road.

   "White Bird Police Department" looked at the road: "Which way?"

   Jiang Xia pointed to the normal road: "If it is purely for treasure, the treasure may be designed on unexpected trails, but since this place is reserved for future generations, we can try the front road first."

  The Russian ambassador also nodded: "Compared to a fork in the road, it always feels more like a hollow where a stone wall has collapsed. It's not safe, let's take the main road."

   A group of people quickly reached a consensus, ignoring the fork for the time being and moving on.

  …

   There are very few forks in the underground, and everyone has been walking along the middle road.

   However, as he was walking, a wall suddenly appeared in front of him.

  The art dealer frowned: "Why is there no way?"

   Jiang Xia looked up at the "wall" in the middle of the road. It is actually in the shape of a gate with many birds painted on it. In the middle is a huge eagle with two heads and a crown on both heads.

"Double-headed eagle, this is the symbol of the royal family in the past. Why do you want to paint this on the door?" The ambassador was startled, "Oh, speaking of it, the 'egg of memory' is indeed intended to be a gift to the royal family... but for storage It's specially made for such a big place..."

  The frescoes have been quietly placed underground for hundreds of years, and they seem to have faded a little. However, the gems on the crown are still very eye-catching, and there will even be reflections on the flashlight.

   "It doesn't look like a painting." After Jiang Xia asked Kasaka Natsumi, he took a few photos.

  —It may be a narrow underground passage, which makes people in black who come and go feel insecure. Judging from the location of the murderous aura, the two non-staff tourists who followed behind did not go down to the ground together.

  Jiang Xia: "..." Take some pictures and go back to show off, 80% of them can get extra benefits. Even if the photos don't squeeze out murderousness, just the act of "showing off and expressing sympathy for the two of them not being able to come in" is enough to get a few big groups together.

  …

  Some unscrupulous detectives are paddling, and some detectives are seriously solving puzzles.

Conan stared at the "sun" pattern on the back of the double-headed eagle's head, and started his association: "The sun...light...the mechanism—huh? Is it a luminance meter? Shiratori Police Department, focus the beam on the crown and try it! "

   "White Bird Police Department" nodded. The flashlight from the art dealer was quite functional. He turned the dial and quickly collected a thin bundle of cone-shaped light, shining on the crown above the double-headed eagle's head.

  As the crown was illuminated, under the expectant gaze of everyone, there was a dull sound of gears biting around through the stone wall.

   Soon, a whole piece of ground near the mural slowly descended, and the ground next to it was divided into two halves, revealing a section of downward steps.

  The steps are not too long. Go down to the end, and there is a magnificent domed hall in front of you.

   "You can actually build this kind of building underground." The ambassador's face was full of excitement, as if he wanted to say something. However, remembering that the person who covered it was a Japanese, and that this kind of thing could not be recovered, he was silent for a moment, then swallowed the words again, and concentrated on watching.

  Jiang Xia looked around, and his eyes soon fell on the center of the hall like everyone else.

   (end of this chapter)