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... a pity that Okiya Subaru’s voice to himself was too low when he was in the Magic Arena, and the surrounding environment was too noisy, so Conan couldn’t hear the code name “Uzo”…

  In this case, when thinking of the non-existent "scriptwriter", how would Conan refer to him in his mind?

  Jiang Xia suddenly remembered that before flying to England, when "Secretary Wu Zuo" went to deliver passports to two children, he used the title of "that adult" to call "U Zuo". So now, Conan sho ...

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