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... creen and clenched his fists slightly.
Crane put her hands on her chin, and the light from the screen reflected her profile. She squinted at the big photo with inexplicable eyes.
The ghost spider snorted coldly, "Pirate."
Flying Squirrel didn't say much, just held down the handle of the knife at his waist.
Stoloberg narrowed his eyes, his face gradually serious.
Clow took out a cigar, lit it, spat out, and asked, "Three days ago? Is the photo real? Who took it? ...
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