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... > Jin had recently hit a creative block and was in a terrible state. His teammates suggested that he go out for a walk, perhaps to find some inspiration, and not to be hasty or take it too much to heart, but to maintain his passion for music.

So, when there were no performances, Jin would carry his guitar and wander around other parts of Chuhua City.

During this time, Jin had played in underpasses and various plazas, spent nights in parks, as if he had returned to that period whe ...

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[Vest flow, semi-invincible, Conan colleagues]

Interview with the protagonist:

Q1: What is your secret to becoming the ace shark player of the Black Organization?

Jiang Xia: “Take Conan to the target’s house for a walk.”

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Q2: What’s your secret to retrieving the treasures stolen by Kidd many times?

Jiang Xia: “His accomplice is my vest.”

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An interview with the detectives of Kexue World:

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Terminally ill before even reaching the age of 40, Song Nuanyi awaited a gloomy end. Her death just happened to clash with her son’s wedding. Yet, her children, who she painstakingly raised, her mother-in-law, who she served for so many years, and her husband, who she exchanged vows with to love and cherish forever, none of them noticed her. When they finally discovered her corpse, they simply said, “Just bury it.”

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News of the self-righteous young lady of the Song family seeking out the capital’s number one playboy, Young Master Jin, spread quickly. Someone asked the man what happened, but he just blew a whistle and said, “Come along with me tomorrow. We have a big business to do.”

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