That direction should be a path leading somewhere... Ye Geng swept across a tree-lined path connecting the main road.

Himuro Ling didn't wait to approach, but waved his hand in greeting.

The two sides exchanged a few simple greetings, and then returned to the hotel together.

Dinner is not rich.

There are only toast, omurice and miso soup for a few people.

Ayumi seems to have some loss of appetite.

Conan quietly asked after noticing

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