The following day, in order to investigate whether the eggs were damaged, it was decided to immediately stop the display and use the Suzuki family's ship to transport them back to Tokyo.

Masato Nishino took the Egg of Memory from the special safe in the safe room and placed it on the table outside the safe room.

The group sat down around the sofa. Natsumi Kosaka, whom they had met yesterday, spoke up: "My great-grandfather was named Kiichi. He worked in a workshop in Faber-de-Luge and married a Russian woman there. The year after the revolution, the two of them returned to Japan together."

“My great-grandmother gave birth to a baby girl, but she passed away not long after.”

Nine years later, my great-grandfather also passed away; he was only forty-five years old at the time.

The matter has been made very clear: the baby girl at that time was Natsumi Kosaka's grandmother. To Kōyū, this was utter nonsense. A baby girl born to a great-grandmother, isn't she a grandmother or a mother?

Natsumi Kosaka continued telling her story.

When she was five years old, her parents and grandfather died in a car accident.

Even her grandmother, who raised her from childhood, passed away last month.

Natsumi Kosaka now works as a pastry chef in Paris. She came to Japan specifically to sort through her grandmother's belongings.

After going around in circles, we finally got to the point. Natsumi Kosaka took out a drawing from her bag that was supposedly drawn by her great-grandfather.

The image has split in two in the middle, but the shape of an egg can still be seen on top, with the words "memories" written on it.

The word "memory" is there, but the image doesn't seem to match. Suzuki Shiro frowned: "It is indeed the Egg of Memories, but what about the gems on it?"

Uncle Mori speculated, "It might have originally been inlaid with gemstones, but they fell off later."

Conan walked to the table, leaned on it, and carefully examined the two pictures.

Ai sat down next to Kōyū and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Of course there is." Kōyū yawned and was about to speak when Conan interrupted him.

"Could it be that there were originally two eggs on it?" Conan looked up at Natsumi Kosaka and said, "Because if there was only one, the outline of the egg wouldn't fit together."

That's quite a keen eye. Natsumi Kosaka has had it for so many days and looked at it quite a bit, but she just couldn't figure it out and never even considered that possibility.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

However, Conan still couldn't understand why this egg was called the Egg of Memories. What he saw now was just a well-designed music box.

"Watch out for the glass below," Kōyū casually reminded Conan, who was deep in thought.

Conan, being quite bold, simply stuck out a finger and poked the glass under the Egg of Memories.

This poke completely shattered Conan's composure. Eight hundred million? His family isn't short of money, but they're not at the point where they don't take eight hundred million seriously.

Similarly, Uncle Mori was also a little flustered: "What? You poked it off!"

Xiao Lan was also sweating profusely.

But Sonoko didn't take it seriously. Eight hundred million? It's nothing. Besides, the glass can be removed anyway. She said to Ran nonchalantly, "Don't worry, that mirror is easy to remove. It seems to have been installed later."

Conan picked up the glass from the ground and examined it. Suddenly, the light shining through the mirror seemed to reveal a pattern.

He suddenly realized something and hurriedly called out to Masato Nishino, "Mr. Nishino! Please turn off the lights!"

Ignoring Uncle Mori's attempts to stop him, Conan turned off the lights, took out a watch with a flashlight function from his pocket, and shone it on the glass.

To everyone's surprise, the light shining through the glass created an image of a castle on the wall.

Sirius had no idea what was happening, nor why a castle image had appeared on the wall.

Art dealer Gan Jiangyi and Pu Siqinglan also remembered something. Pu Siqinglan explained, "I've heard that there's a kind of magical mirror in China that can reflect certain images after being specially crafted."

“Japan also has this kind of magic mirror, which was passed down from China. Some Catholics in hiding use this kind of magic mirror to pray.”

Natsumi Kosaka clearly recognized the castle shown on the wall and stood up, saying to Sawabe, "Mr. Sawabe, this castle seems to be the castle in Yokosuka."

Sawabe nodded; he recognized the castle as well.

After this was mentioned, Xiaolan also remembered that the castle often appeared in advertisements.

The castle was built by Natsumi Kosaka's great-grandfather and managed by her great-grandmother.

Uncle Mori stood up and asked a very crucial question: "Miss Natsumi, I remember that these two eggs were made by your great-grandfather, right?"

As soon as Uncle Maoli spoke, the Russians, the sleazy art dealer, the fake Chinese, and the narcissistic photographer all changed their postures slightly.

“Your great-grandfather and his wife made only these two eggs after the Russian Revolution, and then brought them back to Japan.”

Uncle Mori's meaning is quite simple: he probably thinks one of the two eggs is the one placed in front of him, and the other is probably hidden in Natsumi Kosaka's castle.

At this moment, Natsumi Kosaka took a key out of her bag and said that there was an old key besides the picture.

This key is definitely related to the remaining egg, without a doubt.

Gan Jiang's eyes practically turned to money: "If we find it, it'll be worth a billion, no, it'll definitely be worth more than 1.5 billion!"

So, Natsumi Kosaka invited Uncle Mori to go to her family's castle with him, the purpose of which was self-evident.

Gan Jiangyi, Xiluofu, Hanchuanlong, and Pusi Qinglan immediately became interested and suggested taking them along on the trip.

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