Conan stared intently at the mobile phone clutched in Hattori Heiji's hand, his brow furrowed deeply, resembling two intersecting bolts of black lightning.
His once clear and bright eyes were now shrouded in a layer of gloom, revealing traces of anxiety and unease. Taking a deep breath, he seemed to try to suppress the turmoil in his heart, but his slightly trembling lips betrayed his state of mind.
After a brief pause, Conan said in a firm yet urgent tone, "No matter what, our top priority right now is to crack this mysterious code!"
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