Conan's Mori Kogoro

The cheeky Moori Kogoro chuckled lightly: "I always do this. If I was disturbed and awakened tonight, I wouldn't be so angry when I woke up. "So, sometimes the choice is really important, and it's a mistake. Say goodbye to the warm bed."

Having said this, Kogoro Moori re-aligned Irene, his eyes were even more joking.

This woman is too smart and too self-conscious.

The most important thing is that I just wanted to kick myself with high heels.

The pointer in Kogoro Moori's hand is not fake, and it is not just a matter of saying that it is the same as that of the other.

Soon he began this sadistic journey.

Every time the pointer hits where Irene has flesh, his strength will not hurt her.

With one whip and whip after whip, Irene's arrogant self-esteem was directly exhausted.

If Sherlock knew that the woman he respected was so abused by Kogoro Mouri, maybe she would come and fight Kogoro Mouri.

It's a pity that Sherlock was sleeping soundly in the Maori's guest room at this moment, and he didn't even notice anything here.

At first, Irene's eyes were full of hatred, and that vicious appearance could not wait to swallow Kogoro Mouri, and she continued to abuse Kogoro Mouri.But with the passage of time, the hatred in her eyes gradually faded, but a lot of strange feelings appeared in her heart.

His blue eyes gradually turned into a lake, and his cheeks flushed like fake wine.

Originally, Irene belonged to the extremely powerful Queen of S tendency, but after encountering a stronger opponent, she passively moved to M tendency.Kogoro Mori did nothing more, nor did he untie her clothes or do anything nasty.

Just add one whip after whip.

However, as a martial arts master, he knows the human body very well and naturally knows how to give the greatest stimulation.

He is just playing with the pointer in his hand, and various spells are attached to it.

Sometimes the pointer is attached to a small electric current, sometimes it becomes hot like fire, and sometimes it becomes cold like ice.

In this way, Irene's favorability has been continuously increased by the point of play.

But Irene this woman is too good at pretending, even if her favorability is rising, her face can't be seen.

And her tone was very tight, no matter how Mouri Kogoro pressed her, she didn't give any information about the Nightmare Legion.

In fact, there are ways that Kogoro Mori wants to know the information. You can use psychedelic symbols to pull it up into the illusion array, or you can try hypnotism with the increasingly sophisticated hypnotism.

But he didn't want to use these methods that were tantamount to cheating, he just wanted Irene to be willing to tell the information.

...

It's a pity that after nearly an hour of training, the favorability level increased to 70 and it didn't rise.

Moreover, Irene looked like she was physically exhausted, and she seemed to be unable to sustain it.

Mouri Kogoro felt soft, so he stopped.

He untied Irene, who was dripping with sweat, and changed his tying method from one-legged ties to two-handed ties on the back.Simply put, it is to make Irene hold her head in both hands, then tie it up straight.

This method of tying does not make him feel painful, but the sense of restraint is leverage, and he cannot escape at all.

Irene didn't have the physical strength to resist at all, but looked at Kogoro Mouri with complicated eyes.

After it was tied, Mouri Kogoro threw it on the big futons connected together and let it lie down.

Then he slapped Aqian directly as a pillow, with his head lying on his lap.

Wow, this has great elasticity, it's very suitable as a pillow!

Irene couldn't help exclaiming: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Kogoro Mouri replied flatly, "I'm tired, I'm sleeping!"

This is the truth. It was almost two o'clock in the morning when I finished with Yingri Yukiko and others last night.

Less than an hour after she fell asleep, Irene escaped from prison, and Kogoro Moori was awakened to work until now, naturally a little tired.Now I can't ask for information, and I can't get a good impression.

It was four o'clock in the morning again, and Kogoro Mouri didn't want to waste time. He planned to sleep for a few hours to recover his strength.

Irene was full of unbelievable expressions, she doubted her charm for the first time.

What the hell!A beautiful woman like herself is still tied up by her side!

What did he think of just using himself as a pillow?Is it still a man?

And didn’t you just say that I’m being trained?

I have been training for more than an hour, shouldn't we proceed to the next step?Why did you stop suddenly?

Seeing Moori Kogoro who suddenly became honest, Irene felt a little lost.

In the whole process just now, she herself has done a good job of psychological construction.

But it didn't come to mind that after so long of mental construction, it was not used for the least.

Mouri Kogoro also got up and added an extra futon under Irene's head.

"Remember, don't wake me up while I am sleeping, otherwise, I will smoke you!"

Hearing this, Irene stared at Mouri Kogoro dumbly, and closed her eyes straight.

Mouri Kogoro lay back on his lap, snapped his fingers, and the lights on the eighteenth floor went out.The surrounding area was plunged into darkness, only the starry sky filled with stars outside the window.

On the tatami, there were only two people's heartbeats.

Irene, who was looking at the starry sky, calmed down and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

She listened to the even breathing sound from Kogoro Moori, and she slowly felt a little relieved.

It seems that you are not such a gentleman!

But soon, this conclusion of her was overturned by herself.

In the dark, there was a big hand that kept walking and climbing up.

What the hell?Is he asleep or not?What kind of trouble is this?No, not there!

Item 0008

-I fell asleep until 7 o'clock in the morning, when the sun fell on his face, and then Kogoro Mouri woke up, feeling refreshed.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he smelled a strange scent, and felt that his big hand was soft, so he couldn't help but scratch.

The delicate reminder rang!