Conan's Mori Kogoro

"Mao Lijun, the last question, please answer me."

"I want to know that Fukuyama Lulang fell off the cliff. Was it your design?"

Hearing this, Moori Kogoro raised his brows slightly and looked at the witch.

The two looked at each other in this shrine hall.

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Soon, Kogoro Mouri chuckled lightly, and the laughter reverberated in the hall of the shrine, and the fire seemed to be a bit intertwined.

"Why do you ask? Didn't you see him lose his weight and fall off a cliff?"

Jun Hui shook his head and said softly: "Because I kept playing back the scenes in my mind, I always felt something was wrong."

"Furthermore, I also asked Xiaolan later. She said that Maori Jun, your karate is very strong, and it is impossible for someone to run away."

"Moreover, that Fukuyama Lulang only had a dagger in his hand, not a pistol. I later thought about it carefully. The Maori-jun at the time pulled me to stop me, as if he was delaying time."

"More importantly, the police testimony recognized that the three murder cases I had done before were all attributed to Fukuyama Lulang, and here is the crime scene that you helped design by Maori-kun, so I suspect that Fukuyama Lulang's death was also Maori-kun. You designed it so that there is no evidence and no error."

What a wonderful reasoning. When he heard this, Kogoro Moori couldn't help applauding for him, his laughter stopped, and his expression became serious.

"Is it that important? Do you have to know it?"

Jun Hui nodded: "Well, I have to know."

Kogoro Mouri nodded and said, "You are right, I designed the death of Fukuyama Rokuro."

"I deliberately led him to the edge of the cliff and waited until a witness appeared before pushing you away."

"The place he stepped on was the talcum powder I arranged, so he lost his center of gravity and fell off the cliff and died. This was all deliberately done by me. Then I took advantage of your panic to deal with the talcum powder."

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Mouri Kogoro admitted openly, but Shimabukuro was stunned.

Her lilac eyes shrank and her face was very complicated.

She had thought that Kogoro Moori would not admit it. After all, it was a crime of murder. Who would give the handle to others!

But I didn't expect Moori Kogoro to admit it like this. He trusted himself so much that he had only known this person for two days.

The hesitation and distrust on Junhui's face all disappeared, turning into a touch of gratitude.

"Thank you, Maori detective, you are such a good person."

Tears flickered in her lavender eyes, and she looked at Kogoro Mouri with a touch of warmth.

This is the emotion she could not feel in this cold island. She has no relatives on the island. The longevity mother is her fictional great-grandmother, and her parents have long since died.

What's even more annoying is that the islanders knowing that they are pretending to be a longevity woman, but in order to continue to pretend to attract tourists, they keep hiding from her, which is completely deceiving.

Such a mermaid island has no feelings at all coldly!

Mouri Kogoro, who was inexplicably issued a nice person card, rolled his eyes, he didn't need this thing.

He glanced at Shimabukuro's favorability in the system space, and made a leap forward like a roller coaster.

From forty-six before entering the shrine, to talking about him at the scene of the design case, his favorability became sixty-three, and finally he admitted that Fukuyama Rokuro was also designed to kill, and his favorability jumped to eighty-six. , The heat is almost there!

Jun Hui asked again: "But, Maori detective, why did you do this, why did you help me avenge and kill?"

How is the same as one hundred thousand whys, Mouri Kogoro is a little impatient.

His big hand directly supported Jun Hui's chin, Jun Hui's cheeks flushed, and his body tightened.

A wicked smile appeared on Maori Kogoro's face: "There are so many whys, it may be that the guy who eats human bones is not pleasing to my eyes, and just walks for the sky."

"It may also be that I just fell in love with you simply. To help you and save you is to see if I can hold the beautiful woman back."

Junhui heard this excitement in his mind, and looked at Mouri Kogoro dumbfounded.

"You can choose one of the reasons to believe, or you can believe in both."

"However, one thing you said was wrong, that is, I am not really a good person."

After saying this, Mouri Kogoro put a kiss on Junhui's pink lips, and Junhui's pupils shrank sharply.

This is too fast, the first kiss just disappeared.

Being a witch is to serve the gods, so naturally you have to maintain a pure body.

Even though Junhui is already twenty-five years old, she is still an unmanned woman, not to mention the first experience, the first kiss has been retained.

After she originally wanted to take revenge, she turned into a longevity woman and became a witch on the island. She would not marry forever, so she spent her life with a blue lantern in the shrine.

No one would know that Moori Kogoro popped up during the revenge, not only to help her get rid of crime, but also to find the murderer who killed her father and ate the bones of her mother, and also helped her avenge her.

Junhui is very grateful for such a great favor.

But now that the benefactor did such an excessive thing to herself, she didn't know what to do for a while.

Junhui's small hands grasped the cushion underneath, grasped and released it, looking tangled.

She somewhat wanted to push Mouri Kogoro's body away, but she didn't dare, so time passed slowly in hesitation.

Soon, the masculinity continued to come from his mouth, and Junhui's eyes gradually rose up, and the sound of his heartbeat continued to accelerate.

Her little face flushed, and she tried to respond even after being kissed.

Prosperity has always been Kogoro Mouri's style of acting. In the face of this unresisting chick, Kogoro Moori's hands attacked.

One big hand covers Junhui's soft back, and the other covers his thin waist.

Junhui's body trembled and quickly stretched out her soft hands to resist Moori Kogoro's hands.

It's just this intensity, it's the most appropriate to describe it with desire to refuse.

Naturally, Kogoro Mouri ignored Junhui’s powerless resistance. He did not let go of Junhui’s mouth. Instead, he grabbed Junhui’s little soft hand and buckled with his fingers, which made Junhui’s heart tremble even more. .

As a veteran driver, he is well versed in tactics and uses guerrilla tactics extraordinary.

Soon, after kissing, Junhui's body was put down on the mat, Mouri Kogoro pressed on him.

Mouri Kogoro's right hand was covering his lower abdomen, and his left hand did not know when he had grasped Junhui's beautiful little feet.

He let go of Junhui's mouth, and Junhui's long hair was a bit messy, just like her messy heart.