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... door of the Detective Agency was tightly locked, and it was locked from the inside.

In Lundan City, there were many urban legends, such as the subway station leading to Hell, the Headless Knight wandering in the mist, alleys that devoured people, and the Underworld Great Tomb, among others.

The sensational urban legends only roamed the city at night, sharing Lundan City with its citizens, who had it to themselves during the day and left it to them at night.

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