Conan Moslin

Kuroba Kurian walked to a place not far from Baibatan and stood a little further away from Adam's smile and Baibatan.

She had seen the painting in front of her.

"Leisure Angel" was once exhibited in the Childhood Shadow Rice Art Museum.

Rumor has it that this painting also has a gem inlaid on the angel's white wings.

She learned about it from the mission that Terai Huang Zhisuke had previously posted on [Ming], and she had also gone to see it in person.

At that time, under the supervision of Director Ochiai, she followed his thoughtful instructions on how to avoid damaging the painting, removed the painting from the frame and carefully inspected it.

There is a shallow white groove in the painting "Leisure Angel".

The two child-like angels in this painting are still frolicking in their home on the clouds, but the curator Ochiai, who once admired them, has gone to prison.

Director Ochiai is a man who loves art more than anything else. Even though she had tried to persuade him before, he remained steadfast in his determination to protect his art museum and unswervingly carried out his own justice, even if the end result was going to jail.

At that time, he probably thought that "Hou Lian" was someone related to Kaito Kidd. Logically, he should have been angry, but in fact he was not.

Instead, he talked to her about the story of how he got the painting and its previous owner.

A very simple story.

It was a thin sheet of white agate, carved into the shape of a feather. It was so thin and transparent that it was almost unnoticeable.

Why do you say it was almost undiscovered?

Because the gem is gone.

To be precise, it should have been left behind by its previous owner.

This painting was previously kept in a wealthy family. The previous owner was a young woman. She did not like the painting, but she liked the gem very much. So after removing the gem, she sold the painting to the Mika Art Museum at a low price, and it has been exhibited there for many years.

It can probably be considered as another form of buying the casket and returning the pearl.

In fact, this is not quite appropriate. After all, it is impossible to compare the value difference between paintings and gems because they are two different types of works of art.

In Director Ochiai's memory, the white gem seemed to have been taken away by the hostess and used as a bookmark.

It is a crystal clear white agate bookmark with a red tassel tied to it.

Kuroba Kuriyasu stared at the painting in front of him, thinking about what had happened, and did not pay attention to the series of questions that Hakuba asked Officer Nakamori.

Anyway, Kaito Kidd is not her, so the one who should be angry and worried is Kaito.

Not far away, Kaito was talking to Hakuba with a wry smile, trying to find out his opinions and understanding of Kaito Kid.

Kaito Kidd, who was full of vigor and never gave up, couldn't stand Hakuba asking questions just now. Kuroba Kaito was full of fighting spirit and was determined to complete this operation perfectly.

Aoko is currently comforting her father who has been petrified since being interrogated by Hakuba. It seems that not knowing Kaito Kidd was too much of a blow to her father.

Nakamori Aoko looked worried.

Hongzi watched the conversation between Kuroba Kaito and Hakuba Tan with great interest, and felt that the two of them were more like natural enemies, while Kuroba Kuriyasu was not so much.

The result of her divination at that time was a little vague for some reason, but it only pointed out that a nemesis would appear around Kaito.

Maybe that person is not referring to Kuroba Kuriyasu?

I was so happy that I found Kaito's nemesis and reminded Kaito specifically.

But she thought about it carefully while skating.

As Kaito's sister, it is unlikely that Kuroba Kuriyasu is unaware of his identity.

As an older sister, she can't send her brother to jail, so she can't be considered his nemesis.

Maybe it’s that White Horse Detective?

She would soon find out who it was.

……

The lights in the art gallery are bright, while outside it is snowing and windy.

There was a crowd of people outside the iron gate with unique and exquisite patterns.

The person holding the sign tried desperately to get a closer look, but was stopped by other police officers, sweating profusely.

Among these people, except for the few holding signs, quite a few actually had no idea what was going on. They just came to watch the fun because the ice rink closed early and they didn't know what to do.

It turns out that gathering together is human nature, and joining in the fun is also human nature.

At this time, the host of the special program holding the microphone and several photographers finally broke through the obstacles and entered the door. She said seriously to the camera: "Now, we have come to the place where Kaito Kid distributed the notice letter... There are about forty minutes before Kaito Kid appears. Let's go into the museum to appreciate Kaito Kid's superb skills!"

The TV station where she and her photographer team worked accepted an invitation from the director of the museum to promote the Ekoda Museum of Art through Kaito Kid, so they were able to come in, but they didn't expect so many people...

The snow on the ground was half a foot thick, and if you stepped on it, you would sink quite deep into it.

Due to their trampling, many messy footprints appeared on the ground which was originally covered with a layer of snow.

There were many police cars parked outside the art gallery. Apart from the windows that had been specially cleaned, the entire surface was covered with snow.

The interior of one of the police cars was lit with a dim yellow light, and a police officer was lying on the steering wheel with a sleepy look on his face.

He is a police officer on patrol outside. Because the weather is too cold, he is taking it easy here and keeping warm.

"Really... I have to come out and suffer in this horrible weather..." He complained in a daze.

"Why don't I take you back to rest?" A faint voice came over.

The police officer was startled and woke up from a doze.

Although he had cleared the snow on the front windshield before, because the heater was on in the car, a layer of white mist condensed on the front windshield, and he still couldn't see clearly.

So he rolled down the window and leaned his head out.

Not far away was a photographer carrying a camera and a reporter holding a microphone.

At this time, the host moved the microphone away and asked one of the shivering photographers with some concern whether he needed to take a break.

The photographer waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong with him and he could continue filming and live streaming.

So the reporter put on a smile and briefly introduced the Casso exhibition currently on display in the museum to the audience in front of the TV.

Behind them there were several rows of footprints, extending from outside the iron gate of the art gallery.

The police officer reacted, breathed a sigh of relief, and retracted his gaze.

When he looked away, he inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror.

A row of new footprints suddenly appeared on the ground reflected by the rearview mirror.

His original footprints should have been covered by the snow long ago...

The police officer felt his hair stand on end, and then his world fell into darkness.