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Bandit A: Just two imps, look for them.
Bandit B: They saw it, and they were going to kill them?
Bandit C: There's no way around it, let's go.
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Ashbara: Kudo, are you okay, can you persevere?
Conan: Well, it's okay, you can't die, hold me up.
Ashbara: Ah, okay, what to do next.
Conan: Take this path and send a message to Hattori.
Ashbara: I sent the message, but the signal was not good.
Conan: Well, I hope God willing, let's go.
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Bandit A: Huh? There are two paths, which one to take?
Bandit B: Well, it's bloodstains? Go to the right.
Bandit C: Huh? The second child is really smart.
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Ashbara: Kudo, can you really fool them out of this?
Conan: Huh? I don't know, I guess.
Ashbara: Kudo, how's it going, can you hold on?
Conan: Phew~Hoo~, it should be okay, let's go.
Ashbara: Edogawa, don't force it, I'm here.
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Bandit A: Damn, where the hell did they go?
Bandit B: They should go this way.
Bandit C: Well, we're not going to be deceived.
Bandit A: You're trying to say it's a trap?
Bandit C: Maybe the blood stains were left on purpose.
Bandit B: That is, to the left, where did they go?
Bandit A: Damn it, don't let me catch it.
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Ashbara: Kudo, why do they go to the right?
Conan: They're robbers, there must be someone.
Ashbara: You're saying that there is someone who is relatively smart?
Conan: Bring them in, and it's good to have a suspicious scene.
Ashbara: Then why don't they split their troops into two ways?
Conan: There were only three of them, and here.
Ashbara: Edogawa, you mean, the problem of signal.
Conan: Well, the signal is weak, they can't get in touch.
Ashbara: I see, huh? Fish, it's fish!
Conan: Fish? By the way, Gray Plains, follow them.
Ashbara: Kudo, you're saying there's a dark river?
Conan: Well, the eyes of these fish are not degraded.
Ashbara: So, if you follow the river, you can get out.
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Hattori: Huh? Kudo's message, what? Mobster? I'll just say, leave me, he won't be able to.
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Ashbara: Kudo, did you think we would die here?
Conan: What kind of stupid thing to say, there will be a way.
Ashbara: yes, I see, huh? Is it a tree root?
Conan: The roots of the tree seem to be very close to the ground.
Ashbara: But how do you get to the ground?
Conan: Yes, it should be soon, an egg?
Gray Plains: Such a big egg, how can it be here?
Conan: Someone must have stayed on purpose.
Ashbara: But why, do you want to do that?
Conan: Gray Plains, turn the flashlight down and shine a little bit.
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