"Hattori, why did you call him too?"

Conan looked at the man who was resting on the recliner not far away, a little puzzled and a little annoyed.

It's rare to come out to play with Lan, how can you see Wang Luzhi again.

"Eh, you don't understand that." Hattori squatted down, he rubbed Conan's hair, and laughed at his teeth, which were white compared to his complexion, "This time there is a reasoning competition, don't you want to try that little one."

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