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In addition to destroying computer data, Gin has another purpose tonight, which is to kill the betrayal "Shirley".

When they searched Miyano Akemi's apartment earlier, Gin and Vodka happened to hear the call from Haibara Ai, and learned that she was going to attend the opening ceremony of the Twin Towers skyscraper.

That's why gin will let people detonate the motor room of the skyscraper, and deliberately create a fire, just to force "Shirley" out of the skyscraper, and then sh ...

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