At dusk.

When Fujiwara drove to Suzuki's house, he found a familiar white sedan parked next to it, wasn't this the model that Kogoro Mori often rented?

He entered the house under the guidance of the butler, and heard a voice that was too familiar to be more familiar.

Maori Kogoro hunched his back slightly, he stared at the half-moon and asked a little unpleasantly:

"Then why the hell did you call us over?"

He's a detective

"Surviving this year in the world of Conan is victory" Chapter 582: It's bad, I'm going to get a needle eye It's hitting with your hand, please wait a while,

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