Conan's Mori Kogoro

Maori Kogoro was sweating profusely, and the sweat dripped on Xiaolan's abdomen from time to time, which was quite crystal clear.

The sore muscles of the thighs, waist, abdomen, and back are finally massaged. Kogoro Moori's big hands seem to have magical powers, and the martial arts master is very powerful in controlling the strength.

Xiaolan only felt that the place where Moori Kogoro had massaged was warm and not sour at all. Her two small hands couldn't help holding Moori Kogoro's two big hands and brought them to her shoulders.

"Dad, and here, it's so sour too!"

Mouri Kogoro's body was leaned forward, looking at Xiao Lan with his eyes closed underneath, and he continued to massage his shoulders.

Finally all the positions were massaged, Xiao Lan opened her eyes, and a drop of sweat from Maori Kogoro’s forehead dripped onto Xiao Lan’s face. She couldn’t help but wipe off the sweat on her face and body, and snorted: "Smelly father, Sweat so much, go take a shower!"

After that, she raised two arms and patted Mouri Kogoro's chest, and Mouri Kogoro quickly got up and walked to the bathroom.

In the sunset, Xiaolan stretched out on the sofa, revealing a beautiful waist and fullness on her chest. There was a satisfying smile on her face. Two long beautiful legs were raised, and she stood up when she turned over. Up.

With a sly smile on her innocent face that day, she walked in one direction.

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Far in the blue castle, a group of juvenile detectives watched the chess underneath from the windows on the third floor, and Conan kept recording something with his notebook.

When they and Dr. Ari were invited to live in, they were told by the people in the villa that there was a mystery in the villa, which was left by the master of the original villa: the one who solved the mystery of the castle would get his best Favorite baby.

Conan was also aroused by this mystery. He took the pen and copied the order of chess to the notebook, knocking his head and thinking constantly.

The composition of this villa is also very strange. The old man died fifteen years ago, leaving his wife, an 80-year-old grandmother, Chiho Mamiya.

In the villa are the daughter of the grand master, the son of Mrs. Mamiya and the first husband Mr. Zhengqiu, the nobleman of Mamiya.

But Mrs. Mamiya’s first husband, Masakichi, died of illness six years ago.

So the Madame Mamiya, the owner of the villa, remarried a man named Mamiya Man, but the Madame Mamiya died in a fire in a tower four years ago.

Therefore, there are only three owners of this blue castle.

They are the 80-something-year-old grandmother-Chiho Mamiya.

The son of the wife and the first husband-Noble Mamiya.

The wife's second husband, Mamiya Man.

Conan was thinking about this weird castle, but he heard Genta calling for help from next door.He hurried to the next room and saw Yuanta getting up from the window.

Conan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but he immediately realized that the wall between the two rooms was too big, and Conan could not help but stretch out his hand and start beating the room.

After hearing the echo, Conan showed a smile on his face. He quickly moved the chair and books and put them under the clock.

Then Conan climbed onto the chair, stepped on the books that were made of cushions, then opened the lid of the clock and moved the hands.

After the pointer flicked a circle, the wall turned over immediately, and Conan, who was holding the pointer in his hand, was directly taken in.

The small people seemed to hear the sound, and turned around one by one, only to find that there was only one chair and the book on the chair in the empty room. As for Conan's traces, they had long since disappeared without a trace.

Huihara frowned when she saw this scene. She took out her phone and wanted to call Kogoro Mouri again, but found that the phone was dead.

Hui Yuan could only put her phone away, she looked at the chair and the books on the chair, as well as the opened clock.

Little Lori moved her short legs and climbed onto the chair.

Then a male voice came over: "It can't be like this."

Dr. Akasa and nobleman Mamiya walked in, nobleman Mamiya frowned and said, "My child, don't be naughty, dinner is ready, let's go eat first!"

The hindered Huihara could only climb down, and Feng Qingyun apologized to the noble man in Mamiya.

Bumei on the side quickly exclaimed, "Where is Conan? Where did Conan go, why didn't he see him!"

"I was here just now, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!" Yuan Tai also touched his head.

The nobleman of Mamiya frowned: "It is possible to go downstairs to go to the toilet, or to get lost. After all, this castle is too big, so let's find the kid first!"

After that, the group began to search for Conan in the castle, but the final result was disappointing. They searched for the first, second and third floors of the castle, but they didn’t find any trace of Conan. He seemed to have suddenly evaporated. The same.

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In the bathroom, Kogoro Moori took off his shirt, revealing his strong upper body, but at this moment, he heard the sound of the door opening.

Xiao Lan was dressed the same as she did on the sofa. She was wearing a white tennis skirt and walked in barefoot, holding a scrub towel in front of her chest.

This Nizi is too careless at home!

When Xiaolan saw Maori Kogoro turning around, she smiled sweetly and said, "Dad, let me help you rub your back. I used to rub your back every New Year to wash away the bad luck of the past year. There is no new year, so make it up this time."

Mouri Kogoro immediately recalled the memory of being rubbed back by Xiaolan before, and it was really worse than death.

Because Xiaolan has been practising karate since she was a child, Xiaolan's strength is very strong. Every time he rubs his back with a bath towel, it is like rubbing with sandpaper.

He quickly wanted to refuse: "Xiao Lan, wait for next time!"

"Can't refuse!" As soon as Xiao Lan pulled the towel away, she looked at Kogoro Mouri with her small face seriously, "Dad, I will definitely be very weak this time. Besides, I learned a new way of rubbing. Back technique will definitely make Dad very comfortable."

Mouri Kogoro had an unknown premonition in his heart, but he could only sit on the stool obediently.

If daughter filial piety wants to rub her back, she can only bear it, but naturally she can't take off her pants, and the bath can only be postponed.

Mouri Kogoro sat on a stool like a quail, with his back facing Xiaolan.

A triumphant smile appeared on Xiaolan's face. She took the basin and walked to the water heater with a brisk step. Turning on the faucet, the entrapped water vapor immediately filled the entire bathroom, making the mirror in the bathroom blurred.

Kogoro Mouri saw the mirror gradually fogging, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Soon Xiaolan's voice came from behind: "Dad, I'm about to start!"

He heard the sound of water squeezing the bath towel, and then a warm bath towel covered Moori Kogoro's strong back.

Maori Kogoro's face immediately distorted, and he took a breath. This feeling was even more terrifying than before. It used to be just rubbing with sandpaper, but now it feels like a knife is scraping on his back.

"Dad, does it hurt?" Xiaolan leaned out and looked at Kogoro Mouri, her big eyes full of innocence.

Maori Kogoro glanced at Xiao Lan's protruding body, and then took a breath, and couldn't help but say: "Xiao Lan, it's okay if you can do it lightly!"

"Okay, I'll pay attention." Xiaolan nodded his head, and then continued to help Kogoro Mouri rub his back, but the intensity did not weaken at all.

The corners of Mouri Kogoro's eyes twitched constantly. He silently used his guidance technique to transfer all the four-dimensional points to his physique, which made him more comfortable.

In the bathroom, Xiaolan’s serious little face was covered with sweat, her face was flushed with the heat, her heartbeat was extremely fast, her big eyes were full of water mist, and she looked closely at Maori Kogoro’s strong back .

Although she tried to reduce the strength in her hand, she seemed to be unable to control herself at all.