Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

"Brother! Why did you start without waiting for me!" Kuroba Kaito's complaining voice came from the hidden earphones.

Ye Gengyi asked Ye Xiaobai to imitate his tone and responded calmly: "You are too far away to give her a chance to lie."

After saying this, he glanced at the lady next to the painting.

"Uh..." Kuroba Kaito was choked and reluctantly compromised, "Okay... but brother, Mr. Suzuki and Officer Nakamori are here. You have to do your best to avoid them seeing it."

"rest assured."

Ye Gengyi responded, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

He gracefully touched his hands, like a pianist preparing to play, and then put on a pair of snow-white gloves, "using an elegant manner to do something arrogant and domineering, thus creating a visual contrast."

Postscript...domineering?

The corner of Kuroba Kaito's mouth twitched.

Is this how I always think about myself in my brother's heart?

A certain Kaitou kid stroked his forehead helplessly, unable to refute the words used by this old man named Ye. In addition, the current situation was urgent, and he did not dare to distract the other party by complaining.

At this time, everyone in the warehouse had come to their senses and stared at the mysterious figure who suddenly appeared with vigilance.

"Sir, who are you?" Charlie took a few steps forward, seemingly asking a question, but in fact he was taking the opportunity to shorten the distance between the two.

He didn't think that a character who could easily knock out the police officers on duty would be a kind person.

Ye Gengyi took off his hat gracefully, with a mysterious smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. Everyone felt their vision distorted, as if the space in front of them had turned into water, causing ripples. After the ripples subsided, the young man in front of him had put on a white suit and a top hat, looking like a gentleman.

"Kidd! Catch me quickly..." Before Charlie could finish his words, he was interrupted by a crisp sound.

I saw an exquisite poker gun in Ye Gengyi's hand at some point, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the famous painting - "Fourteen Fallen Sunflowers".

"Mr. Charlie, yes... I mean you, don't move."

Ye Gengyi spoke calmly, which made the New York City detective feel a little dazed for a moment, and his thoughts instantly returned to that night at the auction house.

Same tone.

At that time, I had a gun in my hand, so when the phantom thief said, "Don't move," he didn't take it seriously. As a result, he directly experienced a thrilling trapeze.

And now...

The opponent's gun was pointed at the sunflower.

To be honest, Charlie was really scared.

He took a deep breath, subconsciously stopped, looked at the two police officers lying on the ground, and tried to change the subject to distract them:

"What did you do to them?"

"Well..."

Ye Gengyi paused pretending to be mysterious, and then said leisurely, "Of course these two friends were too enthusiastic and insisted on dragging me to chat, so they fell asleep while chatting."

“…”

Charlie's face was livid, how could he answer these words.

Suddenly, I felt like I knew the other person was talking nonsense, but I had no words to refute it.

"Kid! What on earth do you want to do!" Suzuki Jirokichi tried to block the painting with his body.

The scene in front of him gave him a familiar sense of déjà vu. The difference was that it was Charlie who took the gun last time, but the same thing was that they were still the ones who were restricted.

"Of course I heard that Suzuki Consultants was about to hold a sunflower exhibition, so I came here to watch it."

What he said was neither condescending nor arrogant, and he was very polite. If he hadn't held a gun in his hand, it would have been hard to fault him.

“…”

Suzuki Jirokichi was defeated and choked.

"Kid! What tricks are you trying to play this time? I'm warning you, don't mess around!"

Nakamori Ginzo's roar echoed in the room. The wrinkles on his forehead were more profound with anger and anxiety. His hands were clenched into fists, as if he was ready to rush forward at any time.

“…”

Is Kaito's old father-in-law going through menopause?

Or maybe he was angry that instead of being a good thief, he actually acted like a gangster and blew up planes?

Um…

Interesting.

"Officer Nakamori, you misunderstood."

Ye Gengyi put on an innocent look, "I came here this time just to borrow the painting "Fourteen Withered Sunflowers"."

"Borrowing?" Hearing this, Suzuki Jirokichi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "You are obviously robbing me!"

Ye Gengyi didn't seem to hear his roar, he just pressed the trigger lightly to make the poker gun make a crisp sound of spring rotation.

Click—click—

The sound seemed to strike everyone's hearts, making the atmosphere even more tense.

"You don't have to be like this."

He smiled and said, his tone as relaxed as if he were discussing today's weather, "However, if you want to stop me, I don't mind changing the plan a little."

Ye Gengyi's finger continued to slide gently on the trigger of the poker gun, and everyone's eyes were fixed on his every move.

"Kid, you know it's impossible to give you the painting."

Officer Zhongmori said bravely, "...You don't even want to leave here today!"

As he spoke, he quietly winked at the art gallery staff who were closer to the door.

However, after all, they were not the criminal policemen of the Second Search Section, so they could only pretend not to see it and looked away one after another.

Just kidding, who would dare to take action in this situation?

If Kaitou Kidd gets upset, the famous painting will be destroyed.

Ye Gengyi naturally noticed Nakamori Ginzo's little movements, but he didn't care.

The reason why he spent time 'chatting' with everyone was not just to imitate Kaitou Kidd, but more importantly, to observe the reactions of everyone present.

Through perception, Ye Gengyi discovered that when he raised his gun and pointed it at "Fourteen Fallen Sunflowers", the emotional feedback of Natsumi Miyadai and Koji Higashi were completely opposite.

This also made him doubt his previous judgment.

Since it’s not clear…

Then let’s ‘play’ bigger.

Ye Geng thought to himself, and suddenly raised his poker gun and pointed it at the chandelier on the ceiling.

"boom!"

After a soft sound, the light bulb on the chandelier exploded into pieces.

Everyone exclaimed, and when the emergency lights came on, they were shocked to find that Kaitou Kidd had disappeared, and the painting "Fourteen Withered Sunflowers" disappeared with him.

"He, where did he go?"

"Look for it quickly! We must find him!"

There was a chaos in the warehouse. Everyone looked around for Ye Gengyi but couldn't find even a shadow. UU read www.uukaｎshu. net

A certain detective boy who had been watching with a cold eye and restrained himself from using anesthetic needles and football belts was also a little confused when he saw what was going on behind the scenes.

Just...just left like that?

Conan suddenly had the illusion that the wind was so noisy today, and that he had been deceived by Kidd.

(End of chapter)

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