Conan's Organization No. 3

"I am afraid he has fallen in the hand."

Speaking here, the cold look of gray original is gradually serious.

"Now, we only have to work hard, and there is no other entrance."

...

In this way, the White Emperor took a gray original and fell along the corridor and started a room to look for a room.

"Good room."

Just walked into a room, I saw the room filled with the drawing, the sculpture, the paint, the drawing board, etc., and the small face of steps was surprised.

The white emperor smiled and smiled, explained to the three people.

"The young master here also brings me. He is here to draw a painting here, which can be called his studio."

Immediately, the white emperor and others started to find what the organ is looking for.

"bass!"

Steps suddenly accidentally knocked down a newspaper, almost shocked,

"How can there be so many newspapers here?"

"That is used to pack the painting, or use it to paint pen." Guangyan can't help but explain one.

Gray, I can't help but come over, pick up a newspaper on the ground,

"But this is a long-lasting newspaper, wait, these?"

If I heard the gray, the white emperor couldn't help but be a small eyebrow, and then came over, and asked the emblem.

"what's happenin?"

Gray original mourning opens the front of the newspaper, illuminated with a hand-type flashlight.

"This is a report of fire 4 years ago."

Bai Emperor also took a newspaper, slightly,

"This is nothing surprised. After all, there is a matter of 4 years ago. There is a matter of this thing in this castle is also normal. Don't ask the young masters still have to be ignorant to the original matter."

"Also."

When the gray original, I also said that she also knew that the young master worshiped the Trin Emperor's truth of the fire four years ago. Now it seems that the young master of the young master is, I am afraid it is not a time, but it has long been there. This idea.

After the other side of the room was found, he turned around to go behind the door.

Oh, a voice from the door passed into his ear,

Guang Yan couldn't help but take a watch flashlight, while glaring with the dark corridor, he walked in front.

He just moved the light of the watch, just saw a glasses and lying quietly on the ground.

Guangyan couldn't help but ran the past, picked the glasses and looked carefully.

This is Conan's glasses!

"Oh!"

The front dark corridor is blocked by a dark iron gate, and there is a very horrible voice in front of it, and you can devour the black hole of the person.

Guang Yan swallowed the water, then picked up the glasses and drumped the courage to stand up and moved forward.

...

"There are 15 people died in the fire, and the fire fierce the bones into ashes. The judgment of the body can only rely on the relics they belled in them, and only one person is unknown ..."

Cryogen mourning, reading the newspaper in his hand, can't help but think of it,

It must be that person, use this fire to change yourself with someone ...

The white emperor next to see the look of gray original, did not speak, but in the room constantly looking for the east, although he knew, there should be no use.

And the steps behind the gray original, it seems to notice what, after the left look at it for a while, I can't help but began to find it in the room.

Noting that the behavior of steps, the white emperor couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong, step beauty?"

"White Emperor's brother, Guang Yan him seems to be gone."

I heard the words, the white emperor's pupil was slightly shrinking, and he slammed the whole room and found that he said to step.

When I didn't know when I didn't know, I suddenly disappeared.

"Hey, little sorrow, have you seen Guang Yan?"