Naruto: God Level System

She also thought the same way in her heart, maybe Xiaolan had some good feelings for Duchen in her heart, but she hadn't reached the level of boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Oh! I'm relieved now." Conan heaved a sigh of relief, with a smirk on his face.

"What are you worried about?"

Looking at Xiaolan's puzzled eyes, Conan quickly said, "It's nothing, I didn't say anything!"

"Stay at home, don't run around, I'm going to buy vegetables for dinner." Xiaolan shook her head, and then said to him.

"Sister Xiaolan, brother Xinyi asked me to tell you not to get too close to Ri Xiangchen. He is very suspicious and I don't know what purpose he has."

Conan stopped Xiaolan and said to Xiaolan.

Xiaolan frowned slightly.

"Conan, Shinichi really asked you to tell me?"

"That's right, brother Shinichi asked me to say that Ri Xiangchen is really suspicious." Conan became serious.

Conan asked Dr. Ali to help investigate Chen's information, but he did not find any useful information, and his past was all blank.

"If it's what he said, please tell Conan, this is my business and has nothing to do with him."

Xiaolan lowered her head, walked out with the trash in her hand, and then closed the door heavily.

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Hearing the loud closing sound of the door, Conan's heart trembled, Xiaolan seemed to be really angry this time?

The point is that Conan doesn't know why yet, and with his EQ, he won't know why.

If he used the identity of Kudo Shinichi to call Xiaolan, Xiaolan might not be angry. The key point was that Kudo Shinichi asked him to tell him.

It has been more than a week since Kudo Shinichi became Conan, but Conan just used Kudo Shinichi's voice to make a phone call with Xiaolan.

Under such circumstances, if Xiaolan knew that Kudo Shinichi was in constant contact with Conan, how could she not be angry.

What's more, in Xiaolan's eyes, Chen is her good friend and her savior. Conan's words are obviously suspected of saying bad things about Chen, so Xiaolan will of course be angry.

"Conan kid, where's Xiaolan? Let Xiaolan cook, I'm going to starve to death." Mori Kogoro opened his eyes, looked at Conan and asked.

"Sister Xiaolan has gone out."

"Going out, what are you going out for?" Mori Kogoro patted his head, and then took out a bottle of beer again.

Conan looked at Mori Kogoro, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he was still drinking. If Xiaolan saw it, he would definitely be angry!

No, Xiaolan is already angry now. If Kogoro Mouri continues to drink, he will definitely get angry. I don't know what will happen then?

Conan rolled his eyes at Mori Kogoro, and then hid in his room. Xiaolan should be back soon after shopping for groceries! He should stay away!

Chapter 781 Xiaolan invites to the art gallery!

"Chen, do you have something to do?"

"Xiaolan! The beauty is looking for me, so I'm fine. Tell me what's the matter! I'm willing to serve the angel Xiaolan." Chen lay on the sofa and said with his mobile phone.

"I want to invite you to the art gallery, do you have time?" Xiaolan asked expectantly.

"Of course I have time, just wait for me! I'll be at your house soon." Chen hung up the phone, and then headed towards Maori's office.

Soon Chen came to the downstairs of Maori Detective Agency, and Xiaolan was already waiting there.

But apart from Xiaolan, there are two of them, Mori Kogoro and Conan.

Seeing the two of them, Chen knew that it would not be peaceful this time.

"I'm sorry, Chen, Dad and Ke Nana are going together, so..." Xiaolan looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, let's go together!" Chen nodded and said.

"Boy Chen, can you let me drive? I haven't driven a Bentley yet!" Mori Kogoro approached and asked.

"Father, you." Xiaolan stomped her feet and looked at Mouri Kogoro.

"No problem, Conan, sit in the co-pilot!" Chen threw Conan to the co-pilot's seat, and then sat in the back with Xiaolan.

"Damn guy." Conan glared at Chen with angry eyes, and left him behind without asking for his opinion.

This guy is sitting with Xiaolan, it's really uncomfortable! When Conan wanted to sit in the back, Mori Kogoro punched Conan on the head.

"Don't move around, kid, put on your seat belt, I'm going to start the car." Mori Kogoro said excitedly.

Mori Kogoro has always rented a car, and he would not rent a car well, because the business of his office is indeed not very good, and he has no money in his hands.

"Father, don't be so excited, drive hard, I dare not ride in your car." Xiaolan shouted to Mouri Kogoro.

"Don't worry Xiaolan, my skills are top-notch, so you can rest assured when you ride in my car!"

Mori Kogoro is not bragging, his driving skills are indeed good, and he soon came to the art museum.

"This art gallery was on the news before. I heard that there are medieval armors walking around. Two security guards saw it! That's why I wanted to come here to have a look."

"Xiao Lan, this is fake at first glance. It must be a news story intentionally produced by the art museum, a story made up to attract people." Mori Kogoro waved his hand.

"Only a naive person like Sister Xiaolan would believe that how could medieval armor move? Could it be a ghost?"

Conan's expression is dismissive, he only believes in science, but his own existence is actually the biggest unscientific thing, a elementary school student of death!

"What, you two." Xiaolan looked at them laughing, her face flushed red with anger.

"Chen, do you believe it?" Xiaolan asked Chen.

"It's mostly man-made, but it doesn't mean that there are no mysterious forces in this world." Chen said softly.

I remember Koizumi Hongko is a witch, the orthodox heir of Red Magic, but Koizumi Hongko is a weak witch.

"Come on, go in and see if you don't know."

Chen walked in directly.

Xiaolan trotted to follow immediately, and Mori Kogoro and the others also followed, and when they came to the art gallery, they saw oil paintings one after another, and there were also collections one after another.

"These paintings are very charming!" Xiaolan said looking at the paintings on the wall.

"Yeah?"

Chen glanced at it, but he couldn't see any charm, and even felt that the painting was ugly, Chen didn't know what he wanted to express.

"Looking at these paintings, I don't have any other feelings except that I feel ugly. Anyway, I can't understand these abstract paintings. I guess the author himself doesn't know what he is painting!" Mori Kogoro said.

What Kogoro Mouri said was also Chen's thoughts, and he didn't understand why these four-dimensional things became works of art.

"I think my graffiti looks better than this." Chen said aloud.

But Xiaolan liked it very much, and kept looking at these paintings.

"Do you like it very much? Miss." An old man with no hair on his head came over.

Xiaolan turned her head to look at the old man.

"I also like the works here, they are all like my children."

"Well, may I ask who you are?" Xiaolan asked the other party.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce, I am the curator of this art museum, my surname is Ochiai."

"So it's the curator of this art gallery!"

"Okay, take your time to appreciate it! I won't bother you."

When Curator Ochiai turned his head, his squinted eyes widened suddenly.

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"Kubata, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you that you should wear gloves when handling these works." Director Ochiai reprimanded.

"I'm... sorry."

"You don't have to do it, Iijima! I'll leave it to you here." Curator Ochiai said to a staff member next to him.

"Tch~!" Kubota glanced unhappily, then put his hand in and left, feeling very dissatisfied in his heart.

"As usual, there are very few people!"

At this time, two people came in outside, one of them had a big belly, and the expression on his face made people feel uncomfortable.

"Boss Masaka." Curator Ochiai turned to look at the fat man, his narrowed eyes revealing a murderous intent.

Although it was well hidden, most people wouldn't notice it, but whoever Chen was, no matter how weak his murderous intent was, he couldn't escape his perception.

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However, Chen didn't care about that much, and Chen, the boss of Zhenzhong who was targeted by murderous intent, didn't know him, so why did he care so much.

"Ten days later, this place will be closed, and I will trouble you to take good care of it for a while, and take good care of these rusty broken copper and rotten iron."

When Director Ochiai heard this, he clenched his fists, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.

"Mr. Designer, where's the blueprint?" Boss Zhenzhong asked the person next to him.

Watching the two of them walking into the distance, Director Ochiai narrowed his eyes, filled with anger.

"Well, Director Ochiai, is this place going to be closed?" Xiaolan asked Director Ochiai, with a look of pity in her eyes.

"That's right! Due to the bankruptcy of the previous owner's company, the museum had to be sold to Mr. Manaka." Director Ochiai said with his hands behind his back.

"The former owner sold it to Mr. Shinaka because he was willing to continue running the art museum. As a result, not long after the guy bought it, he wanted to renovate the place into a restaurant."

Iijima on the side stared in the direction of Masaka's boss with displeasure in his eyes.

Of course he was upset, he had been here for so many years, and he fell in love with the works here, and once the museum closed, he would lose his job.

"Contradicting what he said, this Mr. Zhenzhong is really hateful." Xiao Lan said looking at the fat boss Zhenzhong in the distance.

Chen shook his head lightly. The businessman valued profit, and he couldn't make money here, so he naturally had to find other ways out. Can the businessman's promise be trusted? It's better to believe the ghost's words.

Chapter 782 You are dead!

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In the distance, Kubota accidentally dropped a medieval knight's helmet on the ground.

"Kubata, you actually made a mistake again."

Curator Ochiai shouted loudly, the anger in his eyes was not concealed, even Xiaolan felt the anger of Curator Ochiai.

"It seems that curator Ochiai loves the collection here very much!" Xiaolan whispered.

"Yeah! I really love it, but it's not good to love it to the point of madness." Chen shook his head and said.

In the fury of Curator Ochiai, there is still a murderous intent hidden, which shows that he has already moved to kill, this old man is really irritable!

"Which Kubota you should be! I've heard your rumors, you guys need to hurry up and collect the money! Hahaha."

Boss Manaka glanced at Kubota and said with a big smile.

"This guy's "017" laugh is really ear-piercing." Xiao Lan said.

"It's a bit arrogant, but his death is probably coming soon." Chen said lightly.

"Although he is not good, there is no need to curse him to death!" Conan said, rolling his eyes.

"It's not that I cursed him, but that he was about to die. I'm a fortune teller, and my fortune tellers are very accurate. Would you like me to give you a fortune teller?"

Chen looked at Conan and asked, his sharp eyes seemed to see through everything about Conan.

"No...no need, but didn't you say you were a ninja before? Why do you become a fortune teller now?" Conan waved his hand and asked suspiciously.

"I have many identities. I have also been a navy and a god of death! Do you really want me to help you with divination?"

"No need." Conan waved his hands again and again.

"You bastard, you actually said that I'm going to die." Boss Zhenzhong walked over unhappy.

Chen's voice was not concealed before, so everything passed into his ears, and anyone who was told that he was about to die would also be angry.

"Hmm!" Boss Zhenzhong suddenly looked at Xiaolan, and then his eyes changed immediately.

Needless to say how beautiful Xiaolan is, the real boss was also moved after seeing it.

"Miss, I wonder if you can have lunch with me? You can also discuss the joys of life." Boss Zhenzhong invited Xiaolan with a smile.

"This hateful guy, you fat pig." Conan looked at the wretched old face of Boss Zhenzhong, and was so angry that his teeth were about to be crushed.

"I'm not interested." Xiao Lan looked at this guy with disgust.

"Hmph! I don't know how to compliment you." Boss Zhenzhong snorted coldly, his eyes sparkled, as if he was thinking of something.