Conan's Organization No. 3

"It's the big brother of the white emperor." Connas said, "Bai Di's big brother can be a big star, so it will cause turmoil."

I heard the explanation of Conan, I nodded.

Instead, it is Madran, and I am worried about it.

"In this case, the white emperor can't enter the art gallery."

"Don't worry, Xiaolan, I am ready!"

The white emperor took out a sunglasses from the car and there was a halt, and the simple variation, completely covering the eye-catching silver hair and the familiar face.

Seeing this scene, Conan is smiled, is this not more eye-catching?

But I have to do this.

Immediately, Bai Emperor walked into the art galleries like Xiaolan. Fortunately, no one in the way found the identity of the Bernard.

Central Art Exhibition.

The white emperor walked on the hallway of the Art Museum and appreciated the art works on the left and right sides.

There are Western oil paintings, such as the Madam, still life, abstract painting, Japanese characters, etc.

"A lot of beautiful paintings, it is really good to come here."

Xiaolan looked at an oil painting and a little excited.

The white emperor next to him nodded.

"This artist is really good."

"Yes, Bai Emperor, see here, so beautiful colors."

Xiao Lan heard the white emperor, pulled the white emperor's arm, and the white finger pointed at the oil painting in front of him, his face was filled with a happy smile, his face was pious, and if he fell into the angel of the world, let the white emperor slightly move.

The Maori Xiaolang and Conan next to it are standing next to the oil painting in front of you, and they have not seen anything.

Moreover, Casan's heart is in a hurricane, looking at the white emperor who is pulling in Xiaolang.

"Do you like this picture? Miss?"

After the white emperor and Xiaolan came back, a voiced voice, two people turned to see, a old man who stayed with long beard.

The old man looked at the white emperor, said to Xiaolan, "I also like this picture very much. No, it should be the work here, I like it. Just like my child, it is so cute."

Xiaolan asked, "Excuse me,?"

The white emperor next to looked at the old man in front of him, and said with a smile.

"You are the bleaching hall of this art galler."

I heard the voice of the white emperor, and the hall was slightly surprised to see the white emperor.

"I would like this little brother, are you?"

Bai Emperor replied, "I am a white emperor, a Chinese man. And, there are several paintings in my home, but naturally, I can't draw it here."

"Oly, the original brother is still a person who knows."

The museum dotted, and smiled and looked at the two. "In this case, I will not bother two, please enjoy it."

Bai Di and Xiaolan took a noddation, as for the Maori Xiaolang, which is next to Mao Lang, and Conan, the poor is completely ignorant.

Suddenly, the landing pavilion headed the head to the side, it seems to be noticed, very angry,

"! What are you doing!"

The four people of the white emperor can't help but look, it is a man wearing a suit. It doesn't have a glove to pick up the oil painting on the wall.

The white emperor nodded, and it was no wonder that the landing hall was so angry.

"When processing the work, I must remember to wear gloves. I said it several times, you forgot, is it!"

Some excited taught men in the hall.

"Sorry,"

The man named Xia Tian noticed his own hands and hurriedly apologized.

The landing pavilion took a few words to Yu Tian, ​​and then the field turned and left.

At this time, two men wearing a suit came over and said to the long-standing hall.

"Hey, you will follow usually, there are very few people." The head of the head of the head talked about the painting in the corridor, and said indifferently.

"True boss!" The landing hall is long, saying the identity of the people.

However, the true boss did not talk to the falling pavilion, but he looked at the paintings hanging on the walls of the eyes, but did not think about it.