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Conan: Its second name, Shirlin, Ford.

Ashbara: Huh? Kudo, is there such a person?

Conan: SheIIi

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d, try it in Gray Plains.

Ashbara: How is that possible? Is the computer really turned on?

Conan: This is Sherlock Holmes, the original name.

Gray Plains: A detective in the trial phase? It's funny.

Conan: By the way, Gray Plains, are you in any physical condition?

Gray Plains: Except for some colds, everything else is normal.

Conan: Grayplain, I'm afraid you'll have to move a little faster.

Gray Plains: The copy of the data was done immediately, very quickly.

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Conan: Grayplain, be careful, they're here.

Ashbara: Phew, ah, huh? Is it? Got it.

Conan: Grayplain, you hide in the fireplace first.

Ashbara: Phew, hey, Kudo, are they gone?

Conan: Listen to your voice, it's time to get back to your original form.

Ashbara: I'm really surprised, it looks like you tried.

Conan: By the way, Grayplain, do you have any clothes to wear?

Ashbara: Well, yes, it's a cleaner's costume.

Conan: Ashbara, then hurry up and get out of the chimney.

Ashbara: Huh? How, does it have a time limit?

Conan: yes, about an hour.

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Conan: Hattori you're finally here, where's the clue?

Hattori: Look at this photo, it's in the variety show.

Conan: This? This is? Two of the seven?

Hattori: It was taken by a photographer when I entered the venue.

Conan: Scorch, necklace, hmph, I see.

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Ashbara: Kudo, are you there? I crawled out.

Conan: Great, Ashbara, do you know the location?

Gray Plains: Well, this is probably the roof of a building.

Conan: Gray Plains, wait for me, I'll rush over right away.

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Conan: Hattori, hurry up to the top floor, hurry!

Hattori: Ah! Oh! Wait for me, Kudo.

Conan: Grayplain, hold on, I'll be there right away.

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Gin: Shirley, it's been a long time.

Shirley: Hmph, I don't want to see you.

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Conan: Hey, get into the chimney and get back to the chimney.

Gin: Oh? Someone? Gremlin? Who are you?

Conan: Hoo!! I, I'm a detective.

Gin: Little ghost, you may not be able to leave today.

Conan: Oh, really? Not necessarily.

Gin: Huh? What? Anesthetic needle, vodka.

Vodka: It's the boss, I'll take care of him.

Hattori: I'm late, you guys raise your hands.

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Gin: Blackface boy, you're too confident, aren't you?

Hattori: Not necessarily, look at the bottom of that.

Gin: Huh? Vodka, you go and see.

Vodka: Boss, it's all cops down there.

Hattori: How about it, do you want to fight hard?

Gin: Don't be complacent, boy, vodka, withdraw!

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Conan: Hattori, I'm sorry to get you in.

Hattori: See, we're friends, aren't we?

Conan: However, the Black Coats are huge.

Hattori: Don't worry, the Public Security Bureau is not a vegetarian either.

Conan: Well, yes, you're the minister's son.

Hattori: Kudo, you go and save people, and I'll take care of the aftermath.