Conan's Organization No. 3

A clear and gentle voice suddenly came from side, so that the three women turned around, suddenly watched,

"White Emperor!"

Soon, Xiaolan noticed glasses boy behind the white emperor and mustache man,

"Ah, there is also Conan to come."

"It is the white emperor brother to bring us."

Conan with a mask and a little snoring, let and leave some accidents,

"Hey? Can you have a cold in Conan?"

"Cough!"

The Conan is just a bit, and it is not a cough that is self-satisfied.

Malaysian Xiaolang, who stands behind him, can't help but help,

"Really, your little ghost has not yet happened to be at home, but he has to come here to add chaos. He said that he said that you can't come."

When I said that Maori Xiaolang can't help but reach the top of Conan,

When the eyes of Conan, the eyes were turned over, and they must be shrouded.

at this time,

A white slender hand suddenly came from the side, ten fingers with some long-term friction,

"Okay, time is not early, I will take the leaves and Uncle in Conan, you have to find the seat left."

The white emperor laughed with Conan to his front.

"Humph!"

There seems to be a cold humming in the air.

"Hey? But Bai Emperor, will be your performance with Xiaolan?"

The garden reached hands and worried, 14 wanted to create conditions to let Xiaolan with the white emperor together,

just,

"Nothing, the white emperor will come back soon, right?"

Xiaolan's pretty slightly, staring at the deep gray road of silver hair.

"Well, I never lie."

The white emperor smiled and smiled silently. Only Mr. That is.

but,

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became a bit weird, and did not say that the garden and Maori Xiaolang, even and the leaves also have a strange feeling.

White Emperor, Xiaolan and the atmosphere between Conan three were somewhat strange.

"Okay, let's go, Conan."

Bernard said with a smile, and then turned around to walk in the direction of the audience.

Soon, the white emperor took three people to have a seat that had already prepared it, laughing,

"Nor, it is here, Mao Lei Uncle."

Mao Li Xiaofeng nodded, just want to sit down, suddenly the face change, pointing at the end of the road next to his seat,

"Hey, how can your woman come here?"

"Eh?"

Will Ye Wei Wei, what happened?

Conan is still very flat, the ice blue scorpion flashes with cold shin.

"Humph!"

I saw that the end of the road came over, showing the exquisite appearance of glasses, cold channel,

"Today, there is Xiaolan's performance. What happened to I came to see? I am not your irresponsible father, I will fill the so-called trouble."

When I heard these words, Maori Xiao Lang suddenly took a breath, but also pointed at the nose of this old body shadow in front of him.

Can be such a sense of detective grievance, saying that this kind of detective is so angry woman,

"Xiaolan's mother, aunt."

And the leaves were awkward, which made the blue-neo cold face slightly, and the road was straight through the gross Grogo, and the three people were smirk.