"That round building is Osaka Castle Hall, and the towering buildings opposite it are Osaka's business district."
"Also, the Information Bureau behind that building is Osaka's most famous landmark, although we can't see it from our side."
"That's Osaka Castle, the symbol of Osaka!"
"So, how's Osaka? Pretty nice, right?"
Seeing Kazuha enthusiastically introducing the sights to everyone, Kōyū thought for a moment and then interrupted her.
"Sister He Ye, actually, this guy introduced himself the same way last time, exactly the same as you said."
Kazuha was immediately embarrassed and blinked, "Really? Haha."
"Seriously, you're such an unreliable tour guide."
Heiji, hands in his pockets, said, "Besides, I already took them to Tsutenkaku Tower last time to get a panoramic view of Osaka from up there."
"That's true, but the last Tenjin Festival, Gion Festival and Kishiwada Temple Festival are all over, and you only took them to see Osaka Castle."
Kazuha was also a little disappointed, as the timing of Guangyou and the others' arrival last time was not right, as the event had just ended.
"If you're going to be our tour guide, what are our plans for the next part of the trip?"
Kōyū asked Heiji.
"If it were me, I would take you to the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters in front of Osaka Castle, where you can have a thorough training session from beginning to end. After that, we'll visit the new building that's almost finished. How does that sound?"
Kōyū's lips twitched. He glanced at Conan, who was sitting next to him with great interest, and felt helpless. He turned to Heiji and said, "Your arrangement is not as good as going to see some kind of festival. Apart from you and Conan, who would like to visit the police headquarters for no reason?"
"What's wrong with that? I just think it's fine as it is."
Conan rolled his eyes at Kouyu, his heart filled with great curiosity about the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters, which he had not yet visited.
Xiaolan wasn't really keen on visiting the police headquarters either. After all, this was a short-term trip for them, so what was the point of visiting the police headquarters?
So she changed the subject, saying, "Seeing Osaka Castle in person is a completely different experience from seeing it on TV or in photos."
"Yes, that's especially true after the renovation. The castle tower hasn't been renovated since the renovation sixty years ago."
Kazuha said with a smile, his hands behind his back.
"It should be seventy years ago."
An aged voice suddenly rang out behind them.
"Actually, the castle tower was first built in 1599, and it was rebuilt by Tokugawa Ieyasu in 1629."
"The Osaka residents wanted to start construction on the third-generation castle tower again in 1931, seventy years ago."
Heiji looked at the elderly man with receding hairlines in surprise: "Grandpa, you remember so clearly?"
"Of course."
Kōyū turned his head and glanced at the old man. At first glance, he thought it was Professor Agasa, but Professor Agasa had a bigger nose and looked much kinder.
The old man wore a badge on his chest with a three-leaf clover pattern on it.
"A double mystery?"
Guangyou pinched his chin, frowning as he pondered.
"Does the Thousand-Layer Gourd actually exist? If it does, it's a huge fortune, and it's a Japanese treasure, so it's perfectly justifiable to take it."
Guangyou's idea is somewhat dangerous and also very immature.
He was well aware of this; regardless of whether the Thousand-Cheng Gourd existed or not, he didn't even have a direction at the moment.
There isn't even a treasure map, how could we possibly find it?
"Sigh, it's so frustrating to have such a treasure right in front of you but not be able to get it."
"Fortunately, it may not even exist."
That was the only way Guangyou could comfort himself.
The Thousand-Layer Gourd belonged to Toyotomi Hideyoshi.
Toyotomi Hideyoshi holds a very high position in Japanese history, and in the minds of some Japanese people, he is a version of a ruthless and powerful figure.
Regardless of its intrinsic value, its historical significance alone makes it priceless in the eyes of those people.
Not to mention that the Qiancheng gourd is said to be made entirely of gold, making it valuable in itself, in addition to its historical significance.
Wow, that money is just a string of numbers.
Guangyou knew that this was just a thought, as it was too difficult.
He only remembered about 50% of the plot this time. He just remembered that Heiji was completely outmaneuvered by his father, and the robbers had a terrible ending. He couldn't recall the specific details anymore.
Fortunately, he didn't need to get involved this time; otherwise, Hattori Heizo might have noticed something amiss.
While Heiji was trying to get the badge from the old man, a few more people came over and started talking to him.
"Brother Ieyasu, what are you doing? Our lord has been waiting for a long time."
"A game set in the Warring States period, perhaps?"
When Guangyou saw the badges on the chests of the people who came after him, he remembered the story of these people.
It's all because of their greed for treasure. Don't they even realize they don't deserve it?
This is no ordinary antique; it's a real hot potato.
They don't have the ability to take this thing; sooner or later it will be snatched away by someone else, and they might even lose their lives in the process.
Their lord today is Oda Nobunaga, though that's just a code name in the game.
What left Conan speechless was that Oda Nobunaga was so unpretentious and lacked any real presence.
Only Guangyou knew that this person was very cunning.
His smiling face gave no indication that he was a person burdened with a deep-seated blood feud.
Uncle Mori and his friends didn't bother with these game-addicted freaks. Seeing that it was almost time, they decided to go have lunch first.
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