"What did Makoto Higashino do on the first day?”
Gin's voice was cold and emotionless.
He was just curious about how this new member of the organization, the newcomer that he had personally roped in, would complete his first mission.
"Go to the Mi Hua Art Museum to see the medieval art exhibition.”
Miyano Akimi answered truthfully.
"An art exhibition?"
"What about the next day?"
Gin was stunned for a moment and continued to ask.
"Go to the Mi Hua Art Museum to see the medieval art exhibition.”
Miyano Akimi said again.
"What about the third day?"
Gin's tone was cold as he asked again.
After two days of boring art shows, it was time to do something serious on the third day!
"I brought my girlfriend to the Mi Hua Art Museum to watch a medieval art exhibition.”
Miyano Akimi said with a hint of jealousy.
Gin was speechless.
For three consecutive days, he went to the art gallery to watch art shows.
Today was already the last day of the mission!
An art exhibition?
"Big brother, I think he doesn't want to work for the organization at all.”
"Just let me kill this guy!”
Vodka made a gesture of cutting his throat with his hand, hinting that he could make a move at any time.
"2:38 in the afternoon!"
Gin glanced at his watch. His cold gaze swept across the sniper rifle on the table." If we wait until midnight and he still hasn't taken care of the target."”
"Humph!"
A long and sharp sniper bullet was placed on the table.
……
Mi Hua Art Museum.
There was a promotional banner at the door that read " Medieval Art Exhibition ".
Ever since the Meiji Restoration, Japan had embarked on the path of full westernization. The entire country, from top to bottom, worshipped Western culture.
Even the art of painting was respected by the West.
However, the medieval art exhibition in this art gallery was deserted, with only a few spectators.
After all, how could an oil painting from hundreds of years ago compare to the long legs in the Short videos?
Even a few old men who came to the art gallery were sitting on chairs and rubbing against the air conditioner, drooling at the beauty on their phones.
"Wow! Wow!"
"Armor, knights, and swords!”
Conan jumped around and pretended to be a stupid child.
"Really!"
"Why do I have to babysit this brat when you want to see the art exhibition?”
Maori Kogoro complained as he looked around.
Unfortunately, he was soon disappointed.
This old art gallery didn't have a beautiful widow with a black veil covering her face.
"Alright, Dad."
"You usually watch horse racing, Okino Yoko, and occasionally some art shows!”
Xiao Lan pleaded.
"Alright, alright, I got it."
"Didn't I bring the little ghost here?”
Maori Kogoro pouted and sat down beside the old man. He also went over to look at the young ladies who were wriggling around.
"What a beautiful painting!"
"This is true art!"
Makoto Higashino stood in front of an oil painting and could not help but sigh.
"Yes, it's a very beautiful painting."
"Every painting here is a unique work of art.”
"It's all my life's work!”
The old curator stood behind him with his hands behind his back, admiring the painting with rapt attention.
"I really hope that everyone can see and appreciate a piece of art like this for future generations.”
Makoto Higashino echoed.
"Definitely!"
"No matter who it is, you can't destroy these works of art.”
The old curator nodded, and a sharp light flashed in his old eyes.
"But what about the hotel renovation plan?”
"If we don't stop it now, this art gallery will become a luxurious hotel that reeks of money.”
Makoto Higashino asked again.
Every day at this time, he would come to the art gallery to watch the exhibition and chat with the old curator.
However, for the past two days, he had come alone.
This time, he brought Mao Li and his daughter, as well as the bespectacled brat.
"Young man, there are not many people who can appreciate art nowadays, especially young people like you.”
"I'm very pleased to see young people who like oil paintings.”
"Even if it's for you, even if it's just for one person, I will protect this art gallery and protect the treasures here!”
The old curator smiled kindly, but his eyes became more and more determined.
"Cheng, do you know that old man?”
Lan asked curiously.
"I don't really know him. I'm just someone who enjoys art as well.”
Makoto Higashino said indifferently.
"Oh, I see!"
Xiao Lan didn't think too much about it. Instead, she was a little happy.
That was because she had discovered another good point about Makoto Higashino.
He liked oil paintings and appreciated art!
He was simply like a prince, even his taste was so noble.
"Tsk, you're pretending!"
Conan whispered, his face full of disdain.
He looked around at the oil painting, but he was not interested no matter how he looked at it.
These things weren't as interesting as the bodies of murder cases.
"Wow, this is good, this is good!”
"Right? I've been paying attention to her for a long time."
"This won't do. Change it, change it!”
"How about this? Top-grade!"
"Hoho! I like this. It's great!"
……
In the corner of the art gallery, Maori Kogoro and the old man were commenting on the girl in the Short videos on their phones. The more they watched, the more excited they became.
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