People are in Mihua, the tea art male god starts the game

Chapter 213

Suzuki Museum of Art, drawing room.

Japanese screens, Persian carpets, porcelain from the Dragon Kingdom, Italian paintings, and the luxury visible to the naked eye throughout the living room, are full of expensive antiques.

"This is?"

A few people sat down, and Shiro Suzuki looked curiously at the girl with short brown hair.

In his impression, he had never seen this person.

Moreover, he also appeared next to Makoto Higashino, and his appearance was obviously better than that of his daughter.

Even if Yuanzi is not worried, he, the father, is a little worried.

"Her name is Shiho Miyano, and she is my classmate with Sonoko at Teidan High School."

"For now, it's my assistant for the time being."

Makoto Higashino introduced.

"For now?"

Shiho Miyano glared at him.

"Huh... She was my assistant. "

"Similar to Sherlock Holmes and Watson."

Makoto Higashino smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, it's an assistant!"

Shiro Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief.

If you are a girl like this, it will be difficult for your own garden to win over each other!

"Old man, long time no see!"

Hattori Heiji greeted with a playful smile.

Even if he was facing the president of the dignified Suzuki chaebol, he did not pay attention to it.

"Hahahaha... Say hello to your father on my behalf. "

Shiro Suzuki smiled and was not angry.

After all, Hattori Hei's father Hattori Hanzo 15 times, but the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters and the second highest rank in the Japanese police system - police inspector.

Moreover, there are only nine ministers like Hattori Hanzo in all of Japan, not to mention that he is also the head of Osaka Prefecture, who has a very high status.

It can be said that he is one of the most powerful people in the entire Japanese police system, except for the director of the Metropolitan Police Department.

More precisely, Hattori Hanzo's power can be ranked in the top five of all Japanese police officers.

"It seems that the identity of that guy is not simple either."

"It's not the son brother of the chaebol, or the son of a political boss!"

Miyano Shiho glanced at it coldly, and seemed to be very disdainful of Japan's corrupt society.

"Hattori Hanzo!"

"The head of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters, the rank of the police inspector."

"It's his father."

Makoto Higashino said lightly.

"Hmph, that's true!"

Shiho Miyano sneered.

"By the way, I almost forgot to introduce it to you."

"This is the first clerk of the Russian embassy - Mr. Siruovchinnikov."

Shiro Suzuki introduced.

"Please take care!"

The silver-haired man stood up, nodded slightly, and spoke fluent Japanese.

The burly figure and strong voice clearly carry the breath of a fighting nation.

"Next to me is the art dealer I invited, Mr. Qian Jiangyi."

Shiro Suzuki continued.

The gray-haired, slightly aged man only nodded slightly and did not speak.

"And this young lady, a researcher of the Romanov dynasty - Miss Pu Siqinglan!"

Shiro Suzuki introduced.

"Hello!"

The short-haired gorgeous woman in the cheongsam slowly got up and suddenly said a Chinese with a smile.

At the same time, he looked at Makoto Higashino and blinked his eyes slightly provocatively.

"Is she one of your lovers too?"

"The detective really has a wide range of friends!"

Shiho Miyano looked at Pu Siqinglan, but said to Makoto Higashino in a strange way.

That Miss Pu Siqinglan, although she looked a little older, probably in her twenties, was not as young as she and Yuanzi, or Mao Lilan.

However, the figure is too good to say.

Especially under the prominence of a cheongsam, it is even more tempting.

Even she herself couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Cheongsam..."

"Shall I order one too?"

Sonoko looked down at his figure and muttered softly.

"And this is Mr. Ryu Kankawa, a freelance photographer who came to shoot the video!"

Shiro Suzuki said.

"Please advise!"

Hanchuan Long, who was holding a video camera, spread his legs and sat wantonly on the sofa

Even if Shiro Suzuki personally introduced him, he didn't get up, but just casually said a word to deal with it.

"By the way, what is the current valuation of that memory egg?" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Makoto Higashino asked.

If the plot of the original work is followed, the estimated value of the Egg of Memory is 800 million yen.

Today, however, times have changed, and it is equivalent to fast-forward twenty or thirty years.

Under inflation, 800 million yen in the 90s, naturally it is impossible to still be 800 million yen in 2021.

Just like the original 1 billion yen robbery of Silishi Bank, it directly increased by 10 times and became a 10 billion yen robbery.

"3 billion yen!"

"If President Suzuki is willing to cut his love, my bid can be raised a little more."

The general said with a smile.

His purpose in coming to the Suzuki Museum this time is to win this 51st memory egg.

"President, the Egg of Memory is something of our country."

"Instead of selling it to such black-hearted businessmen, it is better to give it to our National Gallery for preservation."

Chinnikov quickly stood up.

His purpose is simple, he also wants to get the egg of memory, but he just wants to get back the treasure for the country, and he also wants to prostitute for nothing.

"Miss Qinglan, don't you want to get the Egg of Memories?"

"You are a researcher of the Romanov dynasty, and you should be more interested in the Tsar's treasures than anyone else, right?"

Hankawa Ryu looked at her and asked defiantly.

"I want to get the egg of memory."

"It's just..."

"It's useless for Mr. Qian to bid 3 billion, let alone I can't take 3 billion at all."

Pu Siqinglan lowered her head and secretly bit her lips.

3 billion yen, but that's equivalent to $30 million.

Not to mention her, even those top rich people can't take out so much money at once.

Even this professional antique art dealer Qian Jiangyi probably went to seek a bank loan behind his back.

"Yes, 3 billion yen is too expensive."

"Even if I take out all the money, I can only scrape together four or five hundred million yen."

Hanchuan Dragon smiled bitterly helplessly.

Among this group of people who want to get the egg of memory, he and Pu Siqinglan are the two poorest.

And although Chinnikov did not have much money, he had the support of the power of the state behind him.

As for the rich and powerful cadre Yi, judging by the tone of his speech, most of them have prepared a huge fund of 4 billion or even 5 billion yen.

"About the Egg of Memories, let's talk about it another day!"

"As for today, I still need to entertain my guest, Detective Makoto Higashino!"

Shiro Suzuki smiled and showed the meaning of sending off the guest.

067 "Hello everyone! "

Makoto Higashino got up slightly and smiled at everyone.

"Makoto Higashino?"

"It turned out to be him?"

"Sure enough, it's Makoto Higashino!"

"Hmph, it's really a wonderful person."

......

The name of the man, the shadow of the tree!

Since catching the monster thief Kidd, and even investigating the truth of two generations of monster thief Kidd, it has lasted for more than ten years.

Makoto Higashino's name has long spread all over the world, and even Pu Siqinglan and Chinnikov looked at him in surprise.

That world-shaking detective was actually such a young boy.

"Then let's talk about it another day!"

The general carried a box of money and left directly.

Subsequently, Hankawa Ryu and Chinnikov also left.

Instead, Pu Siqinglan, before leaving, handed Makoto Higashino a business card, "It's nice to meet you, maybe this is also a fate!" "

When she speaks, she uses Chinese.

Among the people present, no one except Makoto Higashino could understand.

Even the secretary Nishino Mahito, who has appeared in countries around the world for many years, was obviously stunned.

"Our fate, but not only that!"

Makoto Higashino said with a smile, also using the Chinese.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Yuanzi asked anxiously.

"I guess it's some ulterior words!"

Shiho closed his eyes and looked like he didn't care about himself.

"It's just an ordinary greeting."

Makoto Higashino glanced at the business card and instantly remembered the phone number on it.

Then, in front of Sonoko and Shiho, he casually threw the business card into the trash.