"So what? What are your plans now? ”

Returning to the point, Conan looked at Delu inquiringly.

"I'm going to..."

Slumped in the boss's chair, Dilu was in a lump, looking deeply brooding, as if he was worried about something.

Suddenly, as if he had made an important decision, he jumped from his seat to the ground with a clapp.

"It's decided! The next words... Just go eat pull

"Conan's Dilumon has something to say" 167.

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