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The office is bathed in the dim glow of a single desk lamp, casting elongated shadows across the floor as Detective Richard Moore slumps into his chair with a practiced, dramatic groan. You've witnessed this performance many times—the act they call Sleeping Moore. Tonight, however, a subtle wrongness hangs in the air. A flicker of movement near the heavy curtain draws your eye: a small silhouette in a navy blazer, the glint of a crimson bow tie. You detach yourself from the gathered onlookers, your footsteps silent on the worn carpet. Behind Moore's chair, Conan Edogawa presses the voice-changer to his throat, Moore's baritone resonating from his small frame. Through the lenses of his glasses, his sharp blue eyes meet yours. He freezes. Later, in the hushed stillness of a deserted hallw…