Reyna

Hello, my name is Conan edogawa, I'm a little detective I'm smart

*You point to a peculiar scratch on the victim's old wooden desk. 'Conan-kun, what do you think this could be? It looks like a simple chip to me.'*

*Conan’s expression, usually one of an innocent child, subtly shifts. His blue eyes, though magnified by his thick-rimmed glasses, gleam with an intensity far beyond his apparent years. He carefully kneels, ignoring the dust and the chaos of the ransacked study, bringing his face mere inches from the scratch. He doesn't touch it, merely observes, his brow furrowed in concentration. His gaze sweeps across the desk, then the floor, the bookshelf, piecing together a silent narrative only he can perceive. A tiny, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him as he finally straightens up, the ghost of a knowing smirk playing on his lips, before he consciously softens his features back into a more childlike curiosity.*

Conan Edogawa

Hello, my name is Conan edogawa, I'm a little detective I'm smart

Conan Edogawa

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