Conan Moslin

Standing next to the sleeping police officer, one of the photographers lowered the brim of his hat.

He searched the officer's person, took his officer ID and put it away, then walked around the police car with a camera in his hand as if nothing had happened.

He then walked between several police cars and joined several other people who were walking around the gallery taking photos.

The photographer's wrinkled face beneath the mask looked a little helpless.

Young Master and Young Lady, both of them are worrying...

One is the second generation Kidd, and the other is given a task by the master.

His heart really couldn't handle the noise from both of them.

The footprints on the snow became even messier, leaving many brown and black footprints on the originally white ground. Even if someone new came in, it would be difficult to tell who the owner of the footprints was.

The host and several others entered the door and passed by the white horse detective who was walking out of the door.

One of them seemed to have dropped something.

Bai Matan looked back at the group of people and frowned slightly.

There are more people...

Not to mention that those few people just now were brought in by my father, where did this group of people come from?

Do police officers just let other people in and out so casually when they are investigating a case?

Just like before, the fully armed police officer was a little wary when he saw a stranger coming out, and he held his hand on the baton at hand. He just wanted to ask who the person in front of him was, but he was stopped by another police officer.

They exchanged a few whispered words, and the officer dropped his guard and removed his hand from the baton.

The other patrol officers also tacitly ignored him.

These people are too weak to be vigilant.

Bai Ma Tan thought so.

If he is impersonated by Kaito Kid, can he move freely in the world?

Moreover, it is obvious that Kaito Kidd is best at disguising himself as someone around him to infiltrate, but these people are trying every possible means to create scenes in which Kaito Kidd is more suitable to appear.

The more people present, the easier it will be for Kaito Kidd to hide.

Is this a coincidence or intentional?

Bai Ma Tan didn't know that when he walked out of the gate, the footprints on the ground were mixed with snow water, and he was reluctant to step on them.

Not far away, a black notebook fell to the ground.

"Is it... a police manual?"

He looked around and saw a lot of footprints from the gate to the iron gate, and even several rows of footprints bypassed the police car.

The white horse detectives investigated one police car after another.

Finally, he saw a sleeping figure in front of one of the cars with its lights on.

Snowflakes were flying and in the silence, Bai Ma Tan took out his pocket watch.

The sound of ticking could be heard, and the sound of gears meshing was unusually clear.

It is now 9:59:42.

The time is coming.

……

As the time for Kaito Kid to appear was getting closer, Officer Nakamori forced himself to recover.

He promptly dispatched various teams to strengthen patrols and stood outside the exhibition hall himself, not allowing anyone else to enter.

The time now is 9:50, and time is extremely urgent.

At this time, the host and the photography team successfully entered the art museum and appeared in front of Officer Nakamori.

Officer Nakamori was furious: "Who is it? Who let them in?"

The host motioned to the photographers to move away from her for the moment, and then very politely handed over the gallery director's certificate.

Nakamori: …

The curator is really good at management!

He's going to be pissed off.

It's like this every time, some people just use Kaito Kid as a gimmick, hype him up as a moonlight magician, and use his stealing opportunities to increase their own popularity.

Only he, Ginzo Nakamori, was always obsessed with sending him to prison.

He will never give up!

Even though Ginzo Nakamori was very dissatisfied, these people had already arrived here. Because they were facing the camera, he could only suppress his anger and warn them not to stay away from his and other police officers' sight to prevent Kaito Kid from sneaking in.

"There are ten minutes left, Kaito Kidd is coming! Increase your vigilance!"

"Yes!"

At this time, Kuroba Kaito walked out of the door and accidentally bumped into a photographer.

He smiled apologetically at the photographer, told Officer Nakamori that he was going to find the bathroom, and disappeared without a trace before Officer Nakamori could say anything.

……

Qingzi was relieved to see that her father had regained his usual vigor.

She looked around and found Kaito was gone. She vaguely remembered Kaito telling her that he was going to walk around to find the bathroom.

She then pulled Hongzi and walked to Li An.

Li An had been standing in front of the painting for more than ten minutes and had hardly moved.

What kind of painting is so beautiful? Qingzi was a little curious, so she looked at it carefully.

"Is there anything special about this painting?" asked Koizumi Hongzi.

Although the painting was beautiful, she didn't like it.

What she was concerned about was that although Kuroba Kuriyasu had already entered the venue, he did not pay attention to Kaito Kid's real target, but instead focused on another painting.

"I have seen this painting before. A case happened on that day, which has nothing to do with today." Li An answered, but she did not intend to elaborate on the case. "The former director of the Beihua Art Museum liked this painting very much, but he also said at the time that this painting would be sent to the Pekaso Exhibition here for exhibition."

"Would you mind telling me the story behind this painting?" a beautiful female voice interrupted.

Kuroba Kurian turned his head and saw a female host holding a microphone, with some photographers following behind her.

Li An felt that this person looked familiar, but he had never seen him before.

Maybe he is someone's relative.

A photographer a little distance away from her made a subtle movement.

Seeing her, the host widened his eyes in surprise: "You are... the magician Miss Kuroba Kuriyasu? Why are you here?"

At this time, Officer Nakamori's voice was heard outside the door: "Get back to work!"

"It's me." Li An glanced at the figure who walked in with cold sweat, then looked up at the roof and smiled, "The story of "Angel" and "Devil" can be put aside for later."

"If I tell a story now, it might be a bit distracting."

What does that mean? The host was a little confused.

"I guess you're here for Kaito Kidd?"

Without waiting for her reply, Kuroba Kuriyasu walked straight towards the police officer who came in and gave him a meaningful smile.

The police officer, or rather Kuroba Kaito, was sweating profusely, feeling that something bad seemed to be happening.

All I heard was Kuroba Kurian shouting, "Uncle Nakamori! I found Kaito Kidd!"

"Where?!"

Officer Nakamori rushed in almost immediately.

Li An patted the shoulder of the police officer standing in front of the painting and felt his stiffness.

The police officer felt the gazes of the people around him, swallowed hard, then looked up and pointed.

"Up...above..."

Except for Li An, everyone looked up.

The photographer, with a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, also moved his camera upwards.