After arriving in Tokyo, due to the different locations of the return trip, the group naturally separated halfway through.

Maori Kogoro carried a large amount of his wine, and squeezed a certain elementary school student to help hold a few bottles, in addition to being so busy, he still remembered telling Wang Luzhi, "Boy." ”

Wang Luzhi nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Maori." ”

"What's good?" Maori Kogoro didn't have any free time, otherwise he wanted to give him a hammer, "I haven't said anything yet."

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