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Chapter 188 Is Boss Manaka Really Dead?

Chapter 187 Is Boss Manaka Really Dead?

"I noticed the 'No Entry' sign at the entrance of the Hell exhibit seems to be gone. It must have reopened. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Ran pulled Conan along and walked to Wang Changsheng and Sakura's side, glancing back at the wide-open doors of the Hell Exhibition Hall.

"Why don't we go take a look together?"

Uncle Mori walked over at that moment: "Is this the haunted exhibition hall you mentioned, Ran?"

"Yes, there's a very old suit of armor inside. I read about it in the newspaper. It says that this armor walks around the exhibition hall by itself at night." Xiaolan nodded.

"Then let's go, let's see what it is that made you insist on dragging me out here." Uncle Mori curled his lip.

The reason he and Conan, that little brat, accompanied Ran was because they were coerced by someone with fists and force. After arriving here, they communicated with the curator, only to be told that the exhibition hall was now completely sealed off and no one was allowed to enter.

Uncle Mori was genuinely afraid that Ran would suddenly lash out and knock the old curator down with one punch.

Director Ochiai looks quite old, with frail arms and legs. If his daughter were to punch him, wouldn't he go bankrupt?

Why did it go bankrupt?

We're losing money!

Fortunately, his daughter always behaved very rationally in front of outsiders, appearing as a well-behaved girl, which was completely different from her behavior at home, so the old curator was able to remain unharmed.

It's a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

Uncle Mori was daydreaming to himself.

He only dared to think these things in his heart.

Even in this public place, he was afraid that if he voiced these thoughts, Xiaolan would disregard her good girl image and immediately give him a karate beating.

Invited by Ran and Uncle Mori, Sakura and Tomoyo couldn't help but turn their attention to Wang Changsheng.

They wanted to hear what Wang Changsheng had to say.

After all, they had just been kicked out. The curator, Ochiai, only stopped them once before leaving in a hurry. No one knew why, as if stopping them from entering was just a routine matter, and he didn't care at all whether they would sneak back in again.

Under the gaze of the two, Wang Changsheng remained silent for a moment, then shook his head.

He could sense that something unpleasant had indeed happened in that hellish exhibition hall.

Therefore, he did not want Sakura and Tomoyo to go in.

Even he himself didn't really want to.

So Wang Changsheng politely shook his head at Xiaolan and Uncle Mori: "We won't go in. Director Ochiai just said that it's still under renovation inside and wouldn't let us in. We promised Grandpa Director that we wouldn't go in."

"Huh?" Xiaolan was taken aback by Wang Changsheng's words. "Is it still under repair inside? But there's no 'No Entry' sign at the entrance..."

"We're not quite sure either," Wang Changsheng said, shaking his head slightly.

Following his statement, Sakura and Tomoyo added, "The museum director just left with his grandson. I wonder if they went to get the 'No Entry' sign."

"Okay, I was thinking of going in to take a look, but it would be such a shame if it's still under repair." Xiaolan nodded with a regretful expression.

Uncle Mori glanced at his daughter.

It seems they felt that it would be a huge loss if they came all this way but didn't see what they wanted to see.

So Uncle Mori stroked his mustache and hummed, "Anyway, there's no 'No Entry' sign at the entrance, so let's just go in and take a look. Even if it's under repair, what danger could there be? We're just here to see the artworks anyway. Come on, let's pretend we don't know anything, go in, take a look, and then come out."

As he spoke, Uncle Mori turned and walked toward the entrance of the Hell exhibit.

"Huh? Dad, is this okay?" Xiaolan stared wide-eyed at her father's actions.

"What's so good or bad about it? We'll just go in, take a look, and then come out. It's just maintenance, what's wrong with looking at it?" Uncle Mori waved his hand dismissively.

As he spoke, he had already arrived at the entrance of the Hell Exhibition Hall: "Are you coming or not? Weren't you always clamoring at home to see that armor possessed by a ghost? Why don't you want to see it now that we're here?"

Uncle Mori's inner monologue: Women, what a hassle.

"What the heck..." Ran stomped her foot angrily as Uncle Mori pushed open the door and entered. "How can this be the same thing?!"

Despite saying that, Xiaolan still followed her father inside.

Conan, who was next to her, couldn't help but turn his head away, his lips twitching.

It's unbearable to look at.

It's unbearable to look at.

Conan was utterly speechless at his future father-in-law.

Who is this person?

They pretended not to know, took one look and ran away...

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I got caught?

Conan has decided that he will take off his clothes and cover his face in a little while.

Don't embarrass yourself in front of acquaintances; that would be incredibly shameful.

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

Conan turned around and glanced at Wang Changsheng.

"No, we've already promised them, and we don't want to go back on our word and be bad kids." Wang Changsheng shook his head, his innocent expression somewhat resembling Conan's when he was pretending.

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Message: Negative points from Conan Edogawa +999

Who are you alluding to here?

What a veiled attack! What a veiled insult!

Conan gave a soft hum, then turned and caught up with Ran and Uncle Mori.

After everyone left, Xiaoying glanced at Wang Changsheng with a puzzled look, her expression hesitant, as if she didn't know whether she should say what she was about to say.

After a pause, she directly asked Wang Changsheng, "Young Wang, aren't there Clow Cards inside? Would it be alright to let them in?"

Wang Changsheng stared at the entrance of the hellish exhibition hall for a moment, then shook his head: "That aura is gone."

"What?!"

Upon hearing Wang Changsheng's words, Sakura was stunned, and even Tomoyo, who was standing next to her, was taken aback.

"What does this mean? The aura is gone, does that mean the Clow Cards are gone too?" Sakura asked blankly.

Wang Changsheng glanced at Xiaoying: "That's right, Xiaoying is really amazing, with such a smart little brain."

Message: Sakura Kinomoto's negative points +999

(′?皿?｀) What's so praiseworthy about this?!

"The Clow Cards are missing, shouldn't that be a big deal? Why aren't you worried at all, Xiao Wang? Let's hurry up and go in to see what's going on, otherwise if the Clow Cards run away, it will be hard to find them again!" Sakura's eyes widened in surprise.

"Don't rush." ​​Wang Changsheng simply took one of Xiaoying's hands and held it in his palm, then patted it gently with his other hand. His movements were so practiced that even Zhiyi, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

"It's not necessarily that the Clow Card is missing. Its presence is usually well hidden. It might just have seen someone go in, so it hid itself," Wang Changsheng reassured Sakura, indicating that she shouldn't panic.

He was a little puzzled about the possible Clow Card, but he figured the other party wouldn't just run away...right?

This guess has no basis; it's just something Wang Changsheng made up.

If I really want to talk about it, it's intuition. You know what intuition is?

As Wang Changsheng held her hand in his warm palm, Xiaoying felt the ticklish sensation and her ahoge (cowlick) twitched twice.

However, before she could calm down, a piercing and sharp scream came from the Hell Exhibition Hall, making her heart jump into her throat.

"Aaaaaah—~!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Screams erupted from the exhibition hall. Sakura, who was between Wang Changsheng and Zhishi, was also startled and screamed two or four times. The screams were so powerful that they startled Wang Changsheng and the others.

"What happened to you?!"

Just after Sakura called out a few times, a small figure suddenly darted out of the Hell Exhibition Hall—it was Conan.

His face still seemed somewhat anxious, as if he was worried that something might have happened to Wang Changsheng and the others.

When Conan ran out, he found that Wang Changsheng and the others were still standing far away from the Hell Exhibition Hall, and nothing had happened to them.

"?"

Conan looked at Wang Changsheng and the others, who were standing there dumbfounded, staring intently at him, and a question mark appeared on his forehead.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Conan asked Wang Changsheng and the others in a hurried tone.

"Uh..." Wang Changsheng glanced at Sakura, who was covering her mouth, then turned to Conan and said, "Instead of asking what happened to us, why don't you ask what happened to you? Sakura heard a scream coming from inside and screamed in fright..."

Before Wang Changsheng could finish speaking, Conan glanced speechlessly at Sakura beside him, then scurried back into the exhibition hall on his short legs.

"Xiao Wang, what happened inside? I hope Sister Lan and the others aren't in trouble?"

Seeing that her shouts had attracted Conan out of the room, Sakura covered her mouth shyly, carefully lowering her voice, and asked Wang Changsheng beside her.

"If Ran were in trouble, Conan probably wouldn't have just run out like this to check if you were alright." Wang Changsheng turned to Sakura and gently shook his head.

The two had only exchanged a few words when another figure emerged from the exhibition hall.

Zhi Shi looked over and saw Xiao Lan running out in a hurry.

"Sister Ran, what happened?" Tomoyo asked directly when she saw that it was an adult who came out this time.

"Inside, inside..." Xiaolan swallowed, about to speak, but then noticed that the questioner was Tomoyo, a sweet-looking, gentle, and adorable little girl, and swallowed her words back. "Don't go in, I need to find a phone to call the police!"

"Call the police?" Tomoyo frowned, then stopped the other person and took out a pink mobile phone from her bag. "If you need to make a call, use this. It's a mobile phone; you can call the police directly."

"Hmm? That's great!" Ran nodded repeatedly as she looked at the cell phone that Tomoyo handed her. She strode over, took the phone, and called the police.

"Huh? Are you police?" Xiaolan glanced at Wang Changsheng and the other two who were staring at her, pursed her lips, and said, "This is the Ochiai Art Museum. There seems to be a murder here. You should come right away!"

Because it's impossible to call the police without saying anything, and given how serious this situation is, Xiaolan didn't dare to delay. Although Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying and the other children were still with her, she could only give the police a general account of what happened.

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Wang Changsheng listened intently, raising an eyebrow.

According to Xiaolan's description, a dead person appeared in this hellish exhibition hall, and coincidentally, the person who died was none other than the owner of the mansion, Zhenzhong.

"strangeness."

The person who wanted to kill Boss Manaka was naturally Director Ochiai, but when did he make his move?

When I saw Director Ochiai just now, he seemed to be rushing over from outside the museum, which didn't seem like he had already made his move.

"But it doesn't look like they just started fighting..."

Wang Changsheng tilted his head.

Before he could hear what Ran had to say, Conan reappeared at the entrance of the Hell Exhibition Hall.

This time, his expression looked somewhat strange, lacking the anxious urgency he had shown earlier.

"Sister Xiaolan..."

Conan walked up to Ran and tugged at her trouser leg.

"What's wrong, Conan? I'm calling the police!" Feeling the force coming from her trouser leg, Ran couldn't help but look down and meet Conan's eyes.

"Sister Ran, that person isn't dead..." Conan scratched his head.

"What?!"

Upon hearing Conan's words, Ran immediately raised her voice.

"He's not dead??"

"Hmm, he's not dead."

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Wang Changsheng, who was listening to the two talking, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Why do you two seem to be hoping that person dies?

Why am I so disappointed to hear he's not dead...?

"Didn't Dad just say he was dead? You went over and looked for a long time, and he said he was dead too?" Xiaolan held up Zhishi's cell phone, unsure whether she should hang up.

She's not dead, but she told the police so much, won't she be arrested for filing a false police report?

"I did see him just now... no, Uncle Mori did say he was dead. How could a little kid like me possibly tell anything? Of course I just heard it from Uncle Mori~" Conan was about to say that he had personally diagnosed the person as dead, but now he was alive again. However, he caught a glimpse of Wang Changsheng raising his eyebrows at him, and his lips twitched. He immediately changed his words.

"That person didn't die, but it's not like nothing happened to them either..." Conan added to Ran.

"Huh? What does this mean?" Ran looked down at Conan.

Conan scratched his head, looking completely bewildered, as if he had come across something that couldn't be explained by science.

"So... he's now..."

"like……"

"Have you become mute?"