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"Professor Moriya, can we go to your exhibition room again?" Detective White Horse, asked casually.

"Uh, yes, that's right, Professor Moriya, we want to take a few photos for reference, is it convenient?"

Officer Twilight, immediately cooperated, White Horse Detective.

"Well, well." Teiji Moriya hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he agreed.

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"These are my works from 30 years ago, and everyone can watch them freely." Teji Moriya said calmly.

So, Detective White Horse and Conan carefully checked again to see if there were any oversights before.

"Hakuba, look, the Kurokawa family, the Mizushima family, the Yasuda family, and this bridge." Conan pointed to the painting.

"Well, I see, what you mean, I remember before, Professor Moriya said, a word."

Detective Hakuba, glanced at it, Emperor Moritani.

Then, whispering to Conan, talking.

"But is there really such a thing? Wait, there's that smell. Conan said to himself.

"Perhaps, it's obsession? The obsession with the pursuit of perfection is really similar to our detectives. ”

Detective Baima couldn't help but sigh.

However, Conan at this time did not listen.

Just as Officer Twilight was talking to Teiji Moriya.

Conan arrived, at the table, covered in black cloth.

And the White Horse Detective also suddenly realized that he silently blocked Conan, which was convenient for him to move, and he had a tacit understanding.

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"What? What is this? The new town of your dreams, the city of Seitama? Conan was surprised and looked at the small planning sand map in front of him, in the city of Seitama.

"I see." Conan's glasses, glowing.

He remembered the materials provided by Gray Hara before, Seishitama City, because the former mayor stepped down, so.

The planning of Seitama City was also terminated halfway.

"And back then, the planner was Professor Teiji Moriya." Conan continues, connecting clues.

"And, all of them, English style, symmetrical design, and so on, street lights in children's parks?"

Seeing this, Conan was a little enlightened.

"So, at that time, for fear of destruction, my own work, the timer stopped for a few seconds, white horse."

Conan has been, almost certain.

"Conan, did you make a discovery?" The White Horse Detective turned.

"Well, White Horse, this is basically consistent with our speculation, but I still lack key evidence."

Conan looked at the White Horse Detective with a serious expression.

"Oh? So, if you need me, how can I help you? ”

Detective White Horse, he can't help but wonder, he knows Conan.

"So, so, so."

Conan was there, and the white horse probed his ear and whispered.

"Well, okay, I got it." Detective Bai Ma tidied up his clothes, and then stood up elegantly.