"Have a power of attorney?" Qian Yu looked at the power of attorney in Yuantai's hand with some surprise. "What's written on it?"

"He said... Motota glanced at the contents of the power of attorney. "Wait for us in Year 1A class!"

"Then I'll take a look." Qianyu shrugged, then remembered something, and was about to say something to Gray Yuan, but saw her change into the shoes she used in school again. "Come along?"

"It doesn't hurt anyway, does it?"

"You said your brother was missing?" As the client, Shunya of Class A, recounted the entrusted task, Chiba and Conan glanced at each other, feeling that the situation was a little tricky.

"Wait a minute... Mitsuhiko stopped Shunya's narration. "If I'm not mistaken, it seems like I've had a similar commission before... But... ”

"Akira, that time?" Qianyu also remembered the cat-hunting character. "Your so-called 'brother' is indeed human, right?"

"Of course it's human!" Jun also said urgently. "It's really my biological brother who is ten years older than me! He hadn't seen him a week earlier, when he went out and said he was going to look for a friend, but he didn't come back. ”

"A week ago?" Qian Yu frowned. "Have you ever received a call asking for ransom or something?

"No," Jun shook his head.

"Didn't you call the police?" Conan asked.

"I called the police a week ago, but the police didn't find anything." Junya replied with a bitter face.

"That—" Chiba and Conan exchanged glances. If the ransom is not demanded, it is likely that Shunya's brother was not imprisoned, but had some kind of accident.

"How about we go to your house first?" Conan asked Shunya. "What might you find?"

…

"The one with the police car parked in front of me is my house." Jun also pointed to a police car not far away and said. After Mitsuhiko, Motota, and Ayumi saw the police car, they ran directly over and looked at the layout inside through the window.

"Look! It's a walkie-talkie that can be connected to the Metropolitan Police Department! If you use that, you can contact the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters! ”

"Yes, yes, although the car is still standard, the layout inside has been completely updated!"

"I want to sit on it!!"

Chiba glanced at Conan and Gray Plains, who were unmoved beside her—yes, she came with her. I feel more and more that these two guys are strangers... Wait, I seem to meet the criteria of "heterogeneous"...

"So, Mrs. Nakata," the voice at Toshiya's door made Chiba turn her head and see two policemen chatting with a middle-aged woman. "If you have anything else to think of, please contact me as soon as possible."

"Is that your mother?" Chiba asked Shunya and received an affirmative answer.

"Kids, uncles are going to drive the car away!" When the police came to the car, they found three imps lying on the side of the car. "Hurry up and get out of the car!"

"Yes!" by Mitsuhiko Mototaibu.

"Let's go inside." Conan suggested. "Hurry up and investigate."

"Toshiya, these people... Mrs. Nakata hesitated when she saw Shunya and the people behind him. "Is that your classmate?"

"Yes." Qianyu bowed slightly.

"Do you need me to prepare something?" Mrs. Nakata was visibly absent-minded.

"No," Conan said politely. "Auntie, go about your business."

"Yes... Mrs. Nakata pulled out an extremely reluctant smile. "Then I'll go to the kitchen first, you can do your own thing."

"Your mother has been hit hard... Looking at the departing Mrs. Nakata, Chiba sighed and said.

"Hmm," Shunya nodded. "Let's go to my brother's room."

"It's very neat... Mitsuhiko glanced at the interior of the room and pouted. "Can a room like this really check out anything?"

"Anyway, it's not to the point where it can't be checked," Qian Yu replied after looking around the room. "Let's split up and look for it."

Chiba inspects the bookcase, Conan checks the desk, Motota and Mitsuhiko inspect the wardrobe, Ayumi checks the bed, and Ash Hara mourns... And Joon also watched.

Painting skills, painting techniques, pigment mixing, pigment effect matching, hard pen painting... This guy is a lover of painting. Judging from the publication date of the book, I think I have been fond of drawing since I was a child. There is also a gap between the bookcase and the wall, so there is no possibility of a dark grid behind the bookcase (if you open a dark grid in the wood of the bookcase, it will be difficult to work and meaningless. It's also not at all like a hobby for someone who loves to draw. ）

"Conan, did you find a painting tool or something?" Qian Yu thought for a moment and asked.

"No, why do you ask this?" Conan was curious.

"A bookcase full of drawing books, obviously-" Chiba was halfway through speaking, but was interrupted by the exclamations of Motota and Mitsuhiko.

"Ah!!h

"What's wrong?" Chiba hurriedly looked at Mitsuhiko and Motota, only to find that the two of them were holding a pair of shoes.

"These are very expensive air shoes!" Mitsuhiko said excitedly.

"Pay attention to our mission... The corners of Qianyu's mouth twitched and reminded.

"Ahh Mitsuhiko was speechless for a moment, then explained. "But in this case, at least you can know that he values these luxuries, right?"

"He wouldn't have bought this if he was looking for a brand," Conan said, pulling out a fountain pen from the pen holder. "Baile 78 grams, if you are not a connoisseur, you will not write with this. If you're a lover of luxury, you'll definitely go back and pick up some of the more expensive brands. What's more, the wallet in his drawer is also a very ordinary material, and it is definitely not a luxury. ”

"These shoes don't have any Japanese, they're from abroad?" Qian Yu walked up to Yuantai, glanced at the comparison chart on the tongue, and judged.

This is, Gray Yuan Ai walked over and glanced at the instructions on the tongue. "American."

"How do you see that?" Qian Yu was a little surprised.

"The font is not a standard typeface," Gray replied. "It's Zaner-Bloser, a writing font that is only common in the United States."

"Yes," Jun nodded. "The shoes were a gift from my uncle who bought them from the United States."

"Okay... Genta put the shoes back in their place with some embarrassment.

"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, Ayumi's laughter came from under the bed, and she crawled out from under the bed, bringing out a stack of framed paintings at the same time. "What is this? So ugly? ”

"So ugly?" Qian Yu was a little stunned. "If you buy so many books, it means that you like painting very much, even if your talent is terrible, you shouldn't be unable to get into Ayumi's eyes, right?"

When Chiba saw the picture, she understood the meaning of Ayumi - the whole painting has distorted lines, unbalanced proportions, and funny characters, and she doesn't think it's strange that it's ugly.

But... When Qian Yu took a closer look at the contents, he couldn't laugh anymore.

He had heard of this work.

It's Picasso's masterpiece "The Crying Woman"!