"Police department, you arrange for the police to bring some charcoal and wood, let's go out first."

After finishing speaking, Ye Gengyi raised his foot and kicked Conan's butt, emphatically reminding the detective boy who was eager to try and start the mechanism:

"Don't make me beat you."

you already beat...

Conan was aggrieved, and reluctantly followed a few people to the warehouse door.

Logs, coal, hay, fuel oil, fire extinguisher and several wooden cardboards

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