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... landed, a fatal accident occurred.

"Not good! Mr. Hanchuan, he..."

Mr. Nishino rushed into the restaurant, gasping for breath and speaking to the crowd.

"Mr. Han Chuan, he is dead!"

"...So, you suspect that the murderer is still among you?"

Guan Dounan held the phone between his shoulders and face, and drew on the paper the interpersonal relationship map that Conan had just said.

"Then, let me straighten it out again. The victim, Ryu Kanchuan, i ...

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