Conan's Mori Kogoro

She stood on tiptoe but couldn't reach Maori Kogoro, so she kept swaying with a small mouth, making a gesture of asking for a kiss.

Mouri Kogoro smiled when he saw it, then lowered his head, and put a kiss on the little puckered mouth.

He wrapped his arms around He Ye's small waist, and hugged it tightly into his arms.

He Ye's small hands began to walk around Mouri Kogoro's body, and he even wanted to lift Moori Kogoro's clothes.

Mouri Kogoro let go of his mouth and said in a low voice, "Kazuma, you are crazy, they may come in at any time."

He Ye licked her lips, bright light radiated from her big eyes, and she said in a long voice, "Mao~Li~Uncle~Uncle, this will be very exciting. Let's hurry up and won't be noticed." "

At this moment, Kazuha was like a little devil, constantly attacking Mouri Kogoro.

Mouri Kogoro looked sideways at Conan's room, his heartbeat also gradually accelerated.

Xiaohe Ye is not afraid, how could he be afraid as an old driver.

He responded, and walked up with Ye Ruannuo's body with both hands.

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In the room, Conan talked about the case that he knocked down before Heiji in Kimono. He lay on the bed with his head in his hands, and said: "Hattori, I now feel that compared to Uncle Maori, the gap is really big!"

"There was a case I didn’t understand until now. We went to Izu on a trip a while ago. Just on the Shinkansen line, two terrorists were dealing with people, and the traded items were replaced by bombs. Shinkansen trains."

"At that time, I happened to overheard their transaction, and after looking for a long time in the No. 7 car of the suspected transaction partner, I couldn't determine who had the bomb in the black box."

"But do you know? As soon as Uncle Maori appeared, he walked up to the trader and found the bomb instantly after hearing everything I had said."

"What's even more frightening is that after taking me back, he even found the hiding place of the two terrorists who got off the bus. You must know that they haven't seen each other. Thousands of miles away, Uncle Maori directly When he found it, he called the police officer over there and grabbed the two terrorists."

"How did he find the two terrorists? I haven't figured this out till now."

Conan tells Hattori Heiji about the Shinkansen bombing that happened before.

Hattori Heiji looked obediently, he unbuttoned his blue suit and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Uncle Maori is indeed a very powerful detective. My dad said that Uncle Maori's reasoning ability is far better than him. I didn't understand what you got wrong before. I always think that Uncle Maori is lucky to solve the case. Yes, I don’t even bother to talk about you."

"Like today, have you observed that Uncle Maori just followed Takagi to the car of Urada Kohei to find the license plate number and birthday, and let's not talk about cracking the phone code."

"But I have seen that Mikasa cloud disk. There are hundreds of videos in it, each of which is at least ten minutes long. How did the Maori detective accurately find out that there are Urada Kohei, Noda Rami, and Ninagawa Caiko from so many videos. Co-starred in the video."

"I haven't figured this out all the time. He doesn't have time to take a closer look!"

Hattori Heiji looked troubled, followed by a long sigh: "Oh, we have to learn next! Uncle Maori is so good. To be honest, I really envy you. Always follow Uncle Maori."

Conan touched his already battered and swollen forehead, with a smile of MMP on his face.

While Hattori Heiji kept praising Kogoro Mouri, he didn't even know what happened outside the office that was separated by a door!

...

A bird stopped on a telegraph pole outside the office. The bird turned his head and looked into the office, as if frightened, and flew out instantly.

Right at the door of Conan's room, Yuan Shan and Ye held both sides of the door frame with both hands tightly, their faces flushed, and their amber eyes seemed to have a layer of water, like two bends in a blue lake, in which there seemed to be stormy waves circulating.

The black belt that was originally tied to his waist had already fallen off, and Yuanshan and Ye bit in his mouth, biting lightly with his teeth.

Yuanshan and Ye didn't dare to make any noises, but there was still a slight snorting, which was blocked by the gate.

She has two slender legs standing apart, with full lines and looks extremely graceful.

But the most conspicuous thing is the big ponytail tied to He Ye's head, swaying and dancing lightly, like seaweed swaying in the waves.

He Ye's body was trembling slightly, all the pores on her body opened up, sweat oozing out of it, and the pink dress she was wearing was wet.

The sweat is mingled with the girl's unique fragrance, and people can't help but want to swallow it greedily.

He Ye bit his belt, his saliva gradually oozing out, spreading out on the black belt.

She looked at the door in front of her, and it seemed that it could be opened at any time, Hattori Heiji or Conan could appear behind the door at any time, and both of them could see her present posture at any time.

He Ye felt panic and fear in his heart.

However, this panic and fear seemed to gradually merge into one's heart, deriving an indescribable sense of excitement.

At this moment, Heye heard a loud laughter from Hattori Heiji coming from the room. Upon hearing this, fear struck again, and Toyama and Ye couldn't help themselves, and couldn't bear it.

Begging for mercy gradually appeared in her amber eyes.

...

Hattori Heiji and Conan in the room are talking very happily. They have almost the same character, age, and hobbies, and they can't stop talking.

Hattori Heiji had already taken off Kudo Shinichi's blue suit. After all, his body frame was larger than Kudo Shinichi's. It was very uncomfortable to wear this suit.

At the moment Hattori Heiji was only wearing a black vest and trousers, lying on the bed, bursting out laughing...

"Kudo, Kudo, you really believe that writing these high math problems can improve your thinking ability. You are too funny. I will ask you what you have learned. What are you doing with this math problem!"

In front of him, Conan held up a book that had already done most of the high math topics, with a serious look on his face: "But Hattori, you don't even understand how fast Uncle Maori is thinking."

"Do you know? Last time I specially selected ten high-numerical questions from here to consult Uncle Maori. The ten questions contained many pitfalls and turns."

"But Uncle Maori immediately wrote the question as soon as he got the title. I'm sure he hasn't done it before because I have replaced the calculated values."

"But it was such a difficult ten questions. He answered them all in one minute, and they were completely correct. It was almost at the speed of writing as soon as he saw the questions."

"And I want to finish it in at least two hours. It may not be right. Think about it carefully, how big is the difference in thinking speed."

"I think this gap in thinking is the key to the gap in detective abilities between me and Uncle Maori."

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After listening to Conan's explanation, Hattori Heiji took a breath: "This is too scary!"

Conan confidently deduced: "With such a clever Uncle Maori, how can he do things without profound meaning? Although he didn't teach me anything, mathematics is the foundation of everything and the beginning of all logic. He must be I plan to teach me how to exercise my thinking skills."

Conan, who was fooled and lame, didn't know that Kogoro Mouri really didn't have any deep meaning. He just wanted to find a way to send Conan and punish Conan.

Hearing what Conan said, Hattori Heiji looked at the piles of math problems, and he was eager to try, thinking about going back to Osaka to try.

At this time, he seemed to hear an inaudible sound, and his heart was immediately sorrowful. The uncomfortable Hattori Heiji frowned: "Kudo, have you heard any outside noise?"

Conan shook his head: "Nothing."

Hattori Heiji got up in confusion, opened the door, and saw that the only person outside the office was Kogoro Mouri, sitting behind his desk.