The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand four hundred and fifty-six [True extrajudicial lunatics]?(???????)…

Gin Jiu's gloomy face and his gun, which had killed countless people, flashed before Hui Yuanai's eyes instantly. As if feeling the majestic murderous aura coming, she trembled briefly.

A moment later.

The image of gin faded from his mind, Hui Yuanai turned around and went to the kitchen, making coffee silently, without mentioning the temporary antidote of APTX4869.

Huiyuan Ai: "..." It's too dangerous, so let's not talk about it.

And before, Anonymous once specifically warned

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