The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand nine hundred and five [The Riddler’s Flaws]

The screenwriter is terribly annoyed when the phone rings and interrupts his work.

He pushed away the stool, strode to the landline, picked up the receiver, just about to curse.

But after recognizing the voice on the phone, the scriptwriter's tone softened: "It's you. Hehe, don't worry, I probably know who that 'Santa Claus with the red beard' is."

"Huh? You've finally changed your mind?——It's only now that I've discovered my strengths. You're really slow.

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