The next day, in order to check whether the memories egg was damaged, the display was stopped and the Suzuki family's cruise ship was transported back to Tokyo.

In addition to the hospitalized Hattori Heiji, Kazuya, who was accompanied by Kazuya, everyone gathered on the cruise ship and listened to Kasaka Natsumi, who asked to meet Suzuki Shin yesterday, telling about the relationship between his grandfather and the Egg of Memories.

"My great-grandfather was named Kiichi. He worked as a worker in the workshop of Faberuge and married Russian women locally. Later, the two came to Japan together. My great-grandmother gave birth to a baby girl and later passed away. Nine years later, my great-grandfather also passed away, and he was only forty-five years old."

"That baby girl is..."

"That baby girl is my grandmother. My grandfather and my parents died in a car accident when I was five years old. I was raised by my grandmother."

Kasaka Natsumi's deacon added: "Later, the old lady also unfortunately passed away last month."

"I came back from Paris to sort out my grandmother's relics, and when I was sorting out, I found the picture drawn by my great-grandfather." She took out the picture from her bag. The picture was broken in half, and she carefully placed it on the table to put it together.

The paper has turned yellow, and there is a picture of the egg of memories in the middle. The handwriting on it is a little hard to see clearly, but the ‘memories’ at the end are still obvious.

"It's indeed an egg of memory! But the gems are inlaid on the drawing." Suzuki Shin looked at the picture, a little puzzled.

"Can it be that there was a gem on it that fell off later?" Kogoro Mouri felt that this was very likely.

Conan walked to the table and took a closer look, "Can it be that there were two eggs on it?"

"Um?"

"Because there is only one, the outline will not be able to be combined. I wonder if there were two on the big paper and the middle part was torn away."

Conan picked up the egg of memory on the table, but he still couldn't understand why this egg was called "memory".

He raised it and looked at it, and suddenly found a mirror at the bottom of the egg. He touched it with his hand and the mirror fell off.

"What are you doing? Little Devil!" Looking at Conan's naughty behavior, Kogoro Mouri was sweating profusely. This is 800 million yuan! 800 million yuan!

"Sorry, sorry! A small mirror fell off."

"What!" Kogoro Mouri's eyes were about to pop out. He couldn't afford to compensate if he broke it!

Yuanzi waved her hand, "It's okay! That mirror is easy to disassemble, and it seems to be installed later."

Conan looked carefully, but found that the mirror was a bit unusual.

"Mr. Nishino, please turn off the lights!"

"Oh, OK!" Nishino, who was standing by the door, closed the door, Conan took out his watch from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and looked at the mirror. A castle reflection reflected from the mirror to the wall.

Kasaka Natsumi felt familiar, but she was not sure, "Mr. Sawabe, this castle..."

Deacon Zawabe nodded, "It's Yokosuka's castle, yes."

"Yokosuka's castle? Is it the one that often appears in the advertisement?"

"Yes, it was built by my great-grandfather."

"Miss Natsumi, as far as I know, these two eggs were made by your great-grandfather, right?" Kogoro Maori suddenly became serious, "Your great-grandfather once made these two eggs with his wife after the Russian Revolution, and then brought them back to Japan. Maybe the gem on the second egg was sold before the Yokosuka Castle was built.

The first egg is hidden in the castle. The message hidden in the castle is deliberately hidden in the egg through this mirror!"

Listening to Kogoro Maori's words, the people present looked different. Guekawa Shin looked around and saw that in addition to greed, there were more things in the eyes of the people invited by Suzuki Shin-kun. It was impossible to determine whether Shi Kabing was mixed in.

Kasaka Natsumi took out an old key from her bag: "In fact, in addition to the picture, there is also an old key."

"In my opinion! This is the key to the second egg hidden!" Kogoro Mouri swore.

"Dream Eggs with Gems..."

"If found, it's worth one billion... no! It's worth more than one billion!"

Several people were talking, and the light called desire bloomed in their eyes.

"Mr. Maori, can you accompany me to the castle after returning to Tokyo?" Kasaka Natsumi invited.

"I'm very happy!" Kogoro Mori pulled his tie and acted like a famous detective. He was just waiting for this sentence!

"Can you let me go with me?"

"Me too!"

"Please let me shoot!"

"I want to go too!"

As soon as he spoke, the people who covet the Egg of Memories could no longer sit still and said that they wanted to go too.

"Let's go together!" Kasaka Natsumi agreed happily.

"What's wrong with you?" Kurakawa Shun's expression was a little solemn.

"Their expressions..."

"These people have some covetous eyes on the Egg of Memories, so they appear here. You have to be prepared, Detective."

Be prepared to hide Shi Kaobing among them.

Outside the window is the blue sea and the seagulls are soaring in the sky. Shangchuan Shun took Xiaobai, the Kuaishou, out of the cabin and onto the plywood.

Looking at the blue sky, Xiaobai flapped his wings, but he couldn't fly, and retreated back into Shangchuan Shun's arms with a dejected look.

Shangchuan Shun rubbed the fat pigeon's little head, "When your wings are ready, you can fly, I guess you will see your master in the afternoon."

"What should you do if your master feeds you so much that you can't fly? Are you planning to treat you as a reserved grain and stew the soup after you reach a certain level of weight?"

Guaikawa Shun joked with it on his own, regardless of whether it could understand it or not. Anyway, looking at its expression would make people feel happy.

The pigeon gusted twice and twisted his head, obviously not understanding what Shukawa Shun was saying.

"Gugugu, doves won't be updated, dove soup."

Hearing the footsteps, Shangchuan looked up and saw Yuanzi walking onto the deck with some consolation.

"Sangzi? Why do you look in a bad mood?"

"A Shun, isn't my name very unpleasant to pronounce in Chinese?" Yuanzi felt a little discouraged when she remembered the conversation in the bedroom.

"Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Miss Qinglan said that my name is 'Suzuki Meatballs' in Chinese..."

"Puff--" Shangchuan Shun couldn't help laughing for a moment.

The garden and meatballs are not related to it.

"If this is the case, Miss Qinglan's Chinese is really bad." Kurakawa Shun read Suzuki Yuanko in Mandarin with a straightforward word, which is completely different from Suzuki meatballs.

Shangchuan's eyes flashed. He had long thought that Miss Qinglan was so bad in Chinese, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

"Was that Miss Qinglan Chinese?"
Chapter completed!