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"Haiyuan, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, when Xiao Ai was worried, Conan noticed something was wrong with Xiao Ai's mood. He also noticed that Xiao Ai was looking at the two teams of men in black on the playing field.

, couldn't help but, while Conan was asking, he already had a rough idea in his mind——

"Hello? Among those four people, are there any organized people?"

His expression suddenly became a little more serious. Conan leaned into Xiao Ai's ear and asked in a very small voice. At the same time, because the host was still explaining the rules of the game, the broadcast sound covering the entire audience naturally suppressed it.

He heard Conan's voice, so he didn't attract the attention of the people around him.

In this way, after hearing Conan ask him this question, because he really didn't feel the appearance of any organizational atmosphere at this moment, Xiao Ai calmed down a little. Looking at the four men in black on the stage, he couldn't help but shake his head and whispered.

said:

"I'm not sure...I don't know those four people."

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