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Chapter 208 Yes, that knight who spent 1 minute with Sister Jing!

Chapter 204 Yes, that knight who shared a painting with Sister Jing!

Led by Director Ochiai, Wang Changsheng and several other elementary school students arrived at the art museum.

The entrance to the art museum had already been blocked off by the Maori uncle who had arrived earlier and the police, who used the museum's warning signs to prevent other tourists from entering.

A sign was also hanging on the gate saying "Closed for Business Today".

From the outside, it was not yet possible to tell what kind of damage the art museum had suffered. Director Ochiai quickly led Wang Changsheng and the others into the art museum.

As soon as he entered, Wang Changsheng frowned and looked the art museum over from left to right with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Be careful, there's residual magic here, it's not ours."

Wang Changsheng used magic to whisper his secret to Tomoyo and Sakura.

"ah?!"

Upon hearing this, Sakura's mouth opened slightly and her eyes widened, but she was still quite clever and didn't make a sound.

"Don't make a sound yet, let's see what's going on here." Wang Changsheng gently shook his head, indicating to Xiaoying that she didn't need to be nervous.

Sakura took two deep breaths to calm herself down and took Tomoyo's hand.

Feeling the warmth from her palm, Tomoyo turned around, glanced at Sakura, and then curled her lips into a serene smile, gently squeezing Sakura's hand twice.

"Detective Mori, where are you?"

Upon entering the art museum, everything seemed normal at first glance, with no signs of damage. However, the first thing the group noticed was a very obvious mark on the floor.

It looked like a series of deep craters, as if someone had smashed them with something, stretching from one exhibition hall to a window.

A large hole appeared in the window, and the surrounding glass was shattered.

It gives the impression that some creature is being chased and fleeing towards that cave entrance.

How did these holes in the floor form?

After looking around, Conan's gaze fell on the exhibition hall where Wang Changsheng and the others sealed the Clow Cards last night.

"They should be there. The charred marks on the ground over there are even more pronounced, it looks like it was burned. All the marks seem to extend outwards from that exhibition hall."

Director Ochiai looked over when he heard Conan's words.

Sure enough, the next moment, Uncle Mori's voice came from it.

"We're here."

Having found his target, Conan took off running towards the exhibition hall.

Director Ochiai followed closely behind.

The two ran very fast, but Wang Changsheng didn't rush to catch up. Instead, he glanced at Tomoyo and Sakura and said, "The remaining unfamiliar magic here is quite weak. The person who destroyed the art museum probably appeared sometime after we left. He may not be here now, but we still need to be careful."

"Okay, we understand." Sakura and Tomoyo both nodded.

After exchanging a few more words with Xiaoying and the others and giving them some instructions, Wang Changsheng led the two of them to the entrance of the exhibition hall.

"How did this place get like this?"

Approaching the exhibition hall, one can see that both the walls and floors are damaged to varying degrees.

The most serious problem is inside the exhibition hall.

The inside was almost entirely charred black. At first glance, it did indeed look like it had been burned, just as Conan had said.

However, Wang Changsheng knew that these were not marks caused by ordinary flames, but rather resembled those caused by lightning strikes.

The magic here is also more concentrated. Clearly, the one who destroyed this place like this yesterday could not have been an ordinary person.

Perhaps because the area of ​​damage was so large, the entire exhibition hall was almost a mess, with craters everywhere that looked like they had been smashed by a giant hammer, and the area around the craters was pitch black.

This perfectly matches Wang Changsheng's guess; it's very likely that the effect was caused by someone striking him with lightning magic.

"Xiaoyou, who told you to come alone! What am I going to tell your mother if something happens to you!"

At this moment, Director Ochiai was squatting on the ground, with a familiar little girl standing in front of him.

It was Ochiai Yu.

This time when they met this young lady, she wasn't wearing the same hat they had seen before. Instead, she let her long hair fall freely and romantically down to her waist.

Ochiai Yu looked aggrieved after being scolded by her grandfather. When she saw Wang Changsheng and the other two, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she immediately waved at them.

Sakura waved to her, and Tomoyo waved back, both greeting Yuu.

"Hmm? Xiaoyou, are you two very close?"

After seeing his granddaughter's actions, Director Ochiai turned around and looked at Wang Changsheng and Tomoyo, who had entered the exhibition hall. He couldn't help but ask his granddaughter a question with some puzzlement.

"Huh?" Ochiai Yu pouted, remembering her promise to Wang Changsheng and the others last night. "Didn't I meet these three older brothers and sisters yesterday? They are all very nice people, and I felt a sense of warmth in my heart."

"Oh? Is that so?" Director Ochiai originally wanted to scold his granddaughter a few more times, but since everyone had arrived and Yu was alright, although the art museum was his lifeblood, Yu's safety was more important than his granddaughter's. So he didn't continue to scold his granddaughter.

It's best if nothing happens.

He stood up, patting Ochiai Yu's head as he looked at Wang Changsheng and the others: "I didn't expect this child to have some connection with you all."

"Haha~ We think so too!" Sakura has never been good at lying, so she could only scratch the back of her head and laugh awkwardly.

"Hey, Uncle Mori, what's going on here? You guys arrived early, did you find anything?"

Just then, Conan, who had entered before them, approached Uncle Mori after wandering around for a while and looked up to ask a question.

"I've discovered it..."

Uncle Mori, who was talking to the police, paused when he heard Conan's voice, then shook his head and said, "Of course we found something!"

"Hmm?" Conan had only asked casually. After observing the situation, he had already made his own judgment. Asking Uncle Mori was just a matter of his detective skills. He had no expectations what Uncle Mori could discover.

Even he didn't find anything!

However, to Conan's surprise, Uncle Mori actually made some discovery.

Could it be because he arrived a little earlier? Did he discover some evidence beforehand and collect it?

"What exactly did you discover, Uncle Mori?" Conan asked.

Wang Changsheng also looked over.

Under the watchful eyes of the others, Uncle Mori scratched his head, glared, and said, "What do you care what you found, you little brat!"

Conan: "..."

Wang Changsheng: "Pfft."

Actually, Uncle Mori, you didn't find anything at all!

Although Wang Changsheng really wanted to expose Uncle Mori's arrogance on the spot, reason made him choose to remain silent and not say anything.

"I've already called my colleagues over. If there's nothing else, please leave now and don't disturb the scene," the police officer said at that moment.

"That painting..." Director Ochiai looked towards the center of the exhibition hall.

On the wall directly opposite the entrance hangs a lifelike portrait of Ochiai Yu, the granddaughter of the curator.

The entire hall was in a mess, and many artworks were destroyed, but this painting was the only one that looked completely intact. It hung there, as if it were out of place with everything around it and could not be integrated into the environment at all.

"The painting will have to stay here for now," the young officer continued. "But don't worry, Mr. Curator, this place is safe now that the police have taken over. The painting will be fine."

Upon hearing what the policeman said, Wang Changsheng, who was standing a short distance away, couldn't help but look up at the ceiling.

"I'm afraid it will become even more dangerous here after the police take over."

Since the police were going to cordon off the scene, Wang Changsheng and his group had no choice but to leave for the time being.

"What's the point of letting us leave now? So many old people have already come in, and everything that was going to be destroyed has already been destroyed." As they left, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but complain to the two little ones beside him.

"There's no other way, we'll just have to listen to the police for now." Tomoyo shook her head.

The reason the police officer let Uncle Mori and the others in was because...

It's probably because they were the first wave to arrive here.

Secondly, with Conan's help, Uncle Mori seems to have solved several major cases recently, which makes that little cop have to take him seriously.

Even Inspector Megure occasionally gives him special treatment and lets him into crime scenes, let alone a case like this that seems unrelated to the murder.

Let them come in and take a look; there shouldn't be anything wrong with it.

However, this is neither compliant nor reasonable.

He just called a large group of people over. If others see that he let so many people in, he'll definitely get criticized by his superiors when he gets back.

Therefore, he needs to get people out of there as soon as possible.

"But we didn't encounter anything else when we were here yesterday, so how come the exhibition hall is now so badly damaged..." Sakura scratched her head, puzzled.

"The magical aura flowing here has a kind of extremely strong and yang feeling. It's not ordinary magic. The person who can use this power is probably someone of great importance," Wang Changsheng said with a frown.

But why would the other party be casting a spell here?

What did that person encounter?

If they sensed the presence of the Clow Cards and arrived here, they would have already taken the Clow Cards away.

In that case, why would this person resort to violence?

"Could it be that this guy is narrow-minded, feeling that he finally found a magical artifact, only to discover it was gone when he arrived, so he's causing chaos here to vent his frustration?"

Wang Changsheng thought of a possibility.

He felt that this was still very likely.

"Damn, is this guy crazy?" Wang Changsheng scoffed.

"Hmm? Xiao Wang, what's wrong?" Xiao Ying, standing next to Wang Changsheng, noticed the change in his expression and couldn't help but ask, "Did you think of something?"

Tomoyo also looked over.

"It's nothing." Wang Changsheng shook his head gently, and then told the two of them his guess.

"That makes sense, it's definitely possible." Sakura nodded.

Zhi Shi, a demure young lady, weighed the basket in her hand and also felt that Wang Changsheng's guess made sense.

After all, nothing happened when they sealed the Clow Cards.

Something bad happened as soon as I left?

It can't be that much of a coincidence.

Both Wang Changsheng and Xiao Ke have said that magic is not that common.

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"Achoo!"

Inside a grand yet refreshing high-end building.

A boy lying in bed sneezed loudly.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Beside the boy stood an old man, who was looking at the boy with a worried expression.

"I'm fine."

The young man had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His childishness had not completely faded, but he still had a touch of heroic spirit. However, his face was a little pale, which seemed to be a sign of his poor health.

He shook his head, about to say he was fine, when he felt an itch on the tip of his nose.

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"..." The butler sighed. "You were too presumptuous yesterday, young master. That wasn't an evil spirit. You shouldn't have attacked it before you had a clear understanding of the situation."

"I was a bit abrupt, being new here." The boy's pale face flushed red, his lips pursed, his face tense. "I'll anonymously donate some money these next couple of days."

"Sigh..." The butler sighed again and nodded. "I know, I'll do it in a bit."

"Ahhh—choo!"

The young man frowned, but there was nothing he could do.

"The owner of that art museum must have discovered what happened and is probably cursing me in his heart right now."

After the butler left, the boy sighed helplessly. Despite sneezing so many times, he didn't express any negative emotions because of his guilt.

"What a bad start!"

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Outside the art museum, Wang Changsheng, Xiaoying, and Zhishi huddled together, whispering to each other.

Conan would often peek in their direction, and sometimes he even tried to run over there to eavesdrop.

However, Xiaolan caught them all.

Then, under Uncle Mori's heavy punch, Conan finally stood obediently beside Ran, not daring to cause any trouble.

However, his peripheral vision seemed to be fixed on Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng also noticed Conan's actions, but he ignored him.

He would use magic to speak important things directly to Sakura and Tomoyo, but he couldn't possibly hear unimportant things from such a distance.

With double protection in place, Conan could only watch helplessly as they opened their mouths.

To prevent this guy from lip-reading, Wang Changsheng even pulled Sakura and Tomoyo away from him.

"Speaking of which, have you noticed that we seem to have forgotten something?"

Zhi Shi held the basket in front of her and glanced at Wang Changsheng.

"Forgot what? What?" Wang Changsheng was taken aback.

"That curator said that the one who sent him out of the Hell exhibition hall..." Tomoyo paused slightly.

Sakura immediately chimed in, "That power must be from the Silent Card, right?"

"That's right. Considering what happened last night, that power should indeed be the Silent Card." Tomoyo nodded noncommittally, then continued, "But before the Silent Card activated its magic, didn't Grandpa Curator say that something else also played a role?"

"There's one more thing?" Sakura was stunned, not immediately realizing what Tomoyo was talking about.

However, Wang Changsheng suddenly realized what was happening.

"Yeah! That knight who shared a painting with Sister Jing!"