On the night of the shooting, the police desperately searched the surrounding waters but were unable to confirm whether Kaito Kid was alive or dead.
In order to investigate whether the lost and recovered Egg of Memory was damaged, the Suzuki Foundation stopped the exhibition plan originally scheduled for the next day and prepared to transport it back to Tokyo by cruise ship.
In addition to Hayashi Yoshiki and others, those traveling on the ship also included the Russian ambassador and art dealer who had met in the president's office yesterday. In addition, there was a woman named Kosaka Natsumi who expressed her determination to meet President Suzuki at all costs.
"My great-grandfather's name was Kiichi."
"Worked as a worker in Faberuge's workshop and married a Russian woman there."
"The year after the revolution, they returned to Japan together. My great-grandmother gave birth to a baby girl, but she died soon after."
"Nine years later my great-grandfather also passed away when he was only 45 years old, and that baby girl... was my grandmother."
"Not long ago, when I was sorting out my grandmother's belongings, I suddenly found a picture drawn by my great-grandfather. Although it was torn in the middle, if it was pieced together--"
Under everyone's gaze, Natsumi Kosaka took out an old blueprint from her bag.
Although the drawing was broken into two halves, the pattern and text on it were very clear. It depicted a pattern that was almost the same as the Egg of Memory collected by the Suzuki family, and there were words marked with the word "memories" next to it.
"This is indeed an egg of memory...but it is inlaid with gems."
Shiro Suzuki observed it carefully, but felt unsure because of the difference between the drawing and the real thing.
"Perhaps it was originally inlaid with gems, but then it fell off."
Kogoro Maori pinched his chin.
"I'm afraid this drawing is incomplete."
Hayashi Yoshiki, who was also sitting next to him, spoke up.
He pieced the two torn pieces together. Although it was two parts, the outline of the pattern of the Egg of Memories was a little wrong when they were pieced together, and the words also didn't line up correctly.
"What do you mean?"
"This was supposed to be a larger blueprint, but the middle part is missing... I wonder if there are actually two different eggs of memory."
"ah?"
Shiro Suzuki was a little stunned.
When Conan heard this guess, he couldn't help but pick up the Egg of Memory next to him and observe it... Everyone was paying attention to the drawings, and no one noticed his actions except Hayashi Yoshiki.
It was not until later that Conan discovered that the glass at the bottom of the Egg of Memory was easy to fall off, and then used the flashlight of his watch to project the pattern hidden in the glass onto the wall, that everyone was speechless.
"That's my family's castle in Yokosuka...
Kosaka Natsumi expressed in surprise.
This is also an incredibly rich woman...
According to Xiaolan, the castle often appears in various advertisements, and the cost of each filming is also a huge income.
After a discussion, everyone guessed that the second egg of memory might be hidden in the castle. It just so happened that Natsumi Kosaka did have an old key, but no one knew what it was used for.
"If we can find the dream egg inlaid with gemstones, it might be worth one billion... no, more than one and a half billion!"
Art dealer Qian Jiangyi made this assertion.
So Kosaka Natsumi simply asked, "Then I wonder, Mr. Lin, when we get to Tokyo, can you accompany me to the castle?"
"Well, this is very interesting."
Hayashi Yoshiki smiled.
Suzuki Sonoko next to her couldn't help but nudge her best friend Xiaolan with her elbow. When the latter turned around, she leaned over and whispered, "Why is she staring at Yoshiki-kun? Is she planning to pursue him while he's on a mission to the castle?"
"...Uh, maybe you're overthinking it, Sonoko?"
"I always feel that this might be possible."
Yuanzi muttered to himself.
However, Kosaka Natsumi soon remembered that there was another detective nearby, so she asked Maori Kogoro to do the same thing... Maori Kogoro, who was a little embarrassed at first, coughed and cleared his throat: "I'm happy to do that."
At this moment, photographer Hanchuan Long and Pu Siqinglan and others couldn't help but ask if they could go along.
Natsumi Kosaka is a kind and generous girl, and she generously invited everyone to visit the castle.
Little did they know that there were a bunch of jackals here...
Afterwards everyone dispersed and returned to their respective cabins.
Hayashi Yoshiki took out his cell phone and took a look. He sent a text message to Kuroba Kaito after nine o'clock last night, but there was no reply yet.
As for Hattori Heiji, he also went offline after last night - he was riding a motorcycle with Conan to chase Kaito Kid, but he accidentally fell off the bike and sprained his ankle, and is now in the hospital.
Hayashi Yoshiki walked towards the suitcase and prepared to change his clothes while thinking about yesterday's signature.
"Even the red eyes that bring deathly silence remain tightly closed."
As expected, the one being discussed here is the Eye of Death.
However, Hayashi Yoshiki's Death Note did not come with the God of Death, so he could not trade the God of Death's Eye with him... Of course, unless it was necessary, he was not willing to give up half of his remaining life span to obtain the God of Death's Eye.
Just as he put on his shirt and hadn't buttoned it yet, there was a knock on the door.
Knock knock knock
Hayashi Yoshiki walked over and opened the door.
What came into view was Ryu Kamikawa filming with a handheld camera.
"Swoosh~"
He whistled and made a clicking sound: "The best-selling novelist has a really nice figure. If this scene were to be released, it might make the female fans orgasm with excitement."
"I can't find any courtesy in your behavior, Mr. Hanchuan Long."
"Don't be so serious."
"Please delete it."
"Ha..." Hanchuan Long grinned unpleasantly.
"As a professional photographer, Mr. Hanchuan should be aware that filming without permission is considered voyeurism. It just so happens that my aunt is a professional lawyer."
Hayashi Yoshiki smiled and handed him a business card.
Looking at the three words "Hisaki Eri" appearing on it, Kankawa Ryu's mouth twitched - he had heard a little about the incident in which Hisaki Eri sued several newspapers for forcing them to slide down on their knees not long ago, so he decisively deleted the picture he had just taken in front of Hayashi Yoshiki.
After Ryu Kamikawa left, Xiaolan and Sonoko came over with Natsumi Kosaka in the corridor.
"What happened, Brother Jiashu?" Xiaolan asked.
"Nothing, just some annoying guy filming with a camera."
Hayashi Yoshiki turned to them and said.
However, the moment they saw his front face, the three girls blushed instantly - the man's fair but muscular body in the middle of his unbuttoned shirt was extremely provocative, and his obvious muscle lines deeply interpreted the masculine charm, coupled with his delicate and gentle face, the shocking scene even made the brain equate this scene with "luxury".
"Sorry, wait till I change my clothes."
Hayashi Yoshiki smiled and turned around to change his clothes.
Outside the door, Yuanzi felt her nose was hot and something was about to come out, so she nudged Xiaolan with her elbow again: "Xiaolan, yesterday I asked for a fortune telling and it said that I would encounter wonderful things on this trip, and it really came true."
"This... this is not right, Sonoko, you're bleeding from the nose!"
"I have a handkerchief here!"
Natsumi Kosaka quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket, but in her panic she didn't hold it firmly and it dropped to the ground.