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In the wee hours of the morning, the night was deathly quiet.
In a dark Tokyo park, where no human shadows could be seen, a dim streetlight illuminated a long bench where Edogawa Renju sat, lost in thoughts and smoking a cigarette amidst internal anguish.
Scenes of his past interactions with Heize Tian’an flashed through his mind like a movie, finally pausing on the face of his friend who died with eyes wide open.
Edogawa Renju shut his eyes, his expressio ...
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