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Kuroba Kaito had a look of astonishment on his face...Who is the childish one after all?

A certain Kaitou kid still wanted to argue.

Buzz-buzz-

At this moment, Ye Gengyi's cell phone suddenly rang.

Kuroba Kaito was stunned for a moment and stopped his playful thoughts: "Brother, it can't be the appraiser, right?"

"Hmm...unfamiliar number."

As soon as Ye Geng picked up the call, it turned out to be John Smith.

After a brief conversation, Ye Gengyi informed each other of the names on their passports and the address of the hotel.

The call ended quickly.

Ye Gengyi looked at Kuroba Kaito: "Okay, the next step is the identity of the two of us. I have shown my medical skills before, so the setting of the antique lover will be left to you."

"Brother, are you trying to steal the painting directly from that appraiser?" Kuroba Kaito blinked.

"That painting should have entered the auction house. No matter how famous he is, he is just an appraiser. He will not...and has no right to show it to us," Ye Gengyi explained. "Later, show that you have the right to antique calligraphy and painting." As long as he can talk about that "Ashiya Himawari", I'll have a chance to test his attitude."

Kuroba Kaito hesitated, "Brother, wouldn't this be dangerous... Once he realizes that we particularly care about that painting..."

"You just need to chat normally. The way I check is different from that of detectives." Ye Gengyi said, "Your caution now is very good and deserves praise."

"Brother...praise or something..."

Kuroba Kaito's half-moon eyes: "Have you always regarded me as a child?"

"Um?"

Ye Gengyi looked at Kuroba Kaito up and down and asked, "Isn't it?"

Kuroba Kaito opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that even if he emphasized his identity as a monster thief, he seemed to be powerless in terms of his age.

“…”

After 20 minutes, there was a knock on the door outside.

Ye Gengyi put away his laptop and walked towards the door.

Kuroba Kaito followed.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit was standing outside, holding a black briefcase in his hand.

"Excuse me, are these Mr. Akiyama and Mr. Matsumoto?" the middle-aged man asked in somewhat stiff Japanese.

This is a 'legal' passport that the two men modified using 'illegal' means. In order not to attract attention, they used common surnames in Japan.

Ye Gengyi nodded slightly: "It's us, you can speak English."

"Great!" A hint of joy appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "I am Mr. John's assistant. I didn't expect you two to be in New York. He was on his way from Philadelphia to New York and asked me to pick them up first."

"Come in and have a cup of tea." Ye Geng pointed to the room and invited the other party.

"No, no need." The middle-aged man shook his head and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. John has already booked the restaurant, please come with me."

Ye Gengyi and Kuroba Kaito looked at each other and walked into the elevator with each other.

In the elevator, three sides were illuminated by metal mirrors, and Kuroba Kaito calmly observed the middle-aged man in a suit.

The opponent's hands seemed to hang casually at his sides, but in fact they could make offensive or defensive movements at any time.

Moreover, his eyes were very sharp, and he would inadvertently glance back and forth between his brother and himself, as if he was assessing something.

Kuroba Kaito was secretly wary. This man was definitely not just an ordinary assistant. He guessed that he also had a job as a bodyguard.

Ding-

The elevator reached the first floor and the door slowly opened.

The middle-aged man walked out first, then turned back to Ye Gengyi and Kuroba Kaito and said, "Please follow me."

The two of them followed him out of the hotel door and arrived in front of a black business car.

Ye Gengyi and Kuroba Kaito sat in the back seat, while the middle-aged man sat in the passenger seat.

The driver in the front seat didn't speak, just glanced at them through the rearview mirror, and then started the car.

The car drove smoothly through the streets of New York and finally stopped in front of a rather upscale-looking restaurant.

"Mr. John won't be here for about half an hour. I'll take you two to the private room first."

The middle-aged man got out of the car, opened the door for them, and then made a sign of invitation: "You two, please."

Ye Gengyi and Kuroba Kaito got out of the car and followed the middle-aged man into the restaurant.

The lighting in the restaurant is soft and warm, shining on the exquisite tableware and gorgeous decorations, shining with an attractive luster. The melodious music sounded gently in the ears, creating a comfortable and elegant dining atmosphere.

The middle-aged man led them through a corridor and came to a private room in the center.

The door of the private room is open, and you can see the spacious space inside at a glance.

"Both of you, please sit down and let me know if you need anything."

The middle-aged man motioned for them to take a seat, then turned around and left. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net

The decoration of this private room is very elegant. There are some precious calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which are shining with gold. The first impression seems to be that they are priceless treasures.

Kuroba Kaito was very interested. He stood up and walked to the wall to observe carefully for a moment, and then revealed the answer: "They are all modern handicrafts."

Ye Gengyi glanced at the door calmly and said cooperatively:

"Hey, don't forget that Mr. John is a well-known appraiser. Please don't show your skills in front of the other party later to avoid making a joke."

Kuroba Kaito deliberately raised his voice and retorted: "Looking at what you said, I am also very capable, okay?"

"Are you good enough?"

Ye Gengyi sighed, "Sigh... Every time I travel with you, I hear you say this, but I really have no interest in these things..."

Hearing this, Kuroba Kaito raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked to a painting, and said deliberately: "Then I have to talk to you carefully. For example, although this "Landscape Painting" looks like the brushwork is delicate, the mountains and rivers complement each other. , but if you look closely, you can find that the ink color is too uniform and lacks layering. It is obviously a modern handicraft..."

"There is also the oil painting "Pearl Girl" next to it. Although the color is natural and the shades are appropriate, it looks the same as the original. But everyone knows that the original is in the Louvre Museum in Paris."

After saying that, he walked over to another painting and continued to comment on how ‘fake’ these paintings were.

And the way the two talked without any 'hiding' fell into the ears of the assistant guarding the door.

He also relaxed his vigilance a little, shrank his hand in the blind spot of his vision, took out his mobile phone and quickly edited an email to inform John Smith about the situation of the two.

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