Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

Cohen responded coldly: "With thermal imaging, it's only a matter of time before he's exposed."

……

Although the other side is well-equipped, these peripheral members have limited training and rely more on the firepower of the weapons in their hands.

Once Kogoro Mori breaks their cooperation system, this group of people will be nothing but a mob.

Mao Li dodged the sniper and turned his attention to the most conspicuous area inside the factory - a storage area full of chemical raw materials.

These materials are likely to be tools used by members of the organization to cover up their tracks, and if they cause an explosion, they would be enough to cause chaos.

"Thermal imaging, huh? I'll destroy all your thermal imaging!"

Maori chuckled and made a small bottle of burning liquid from the pile of raw materials nearby. Using the high ground advantage of the pipeline, he accurately sprinkled the liquid on some flammable places in the storage area. He then lit a match and threw it down silently.

In less than ten seconds, the flames spread rapidly, followed by a muffled sound, and huge flames and thick smoke exploded in the storage area.

Screams and commands were heard immediately, and the members of the Black Organization rushed to the storage area in a panic to try to put out the fire, and for a moment they completely forgot about searching for Maori.

"It's now!"

Mao Li quickly rushed out from his hiding place and approached several members who were responsible for the outer perimeter security. He moved like a ghost between the abandoned equipment in the factory. Before the other party could react, he had already approached from behind and quickly struck the back of the neck, knocking him out.

Almost at the same time, another member heard the noise and turned around, but was knocked unconscious by an iron plate picked up by Maori.

His movements were quick and decisive, giving the other party no chance to shoot.

The explosion of flames attracted the attention of more members, and the outer defense was quickly empty.

Mao Li took advantage of this brief chaos to quietly clear out the remaining guard members. The defense system outside the factory was silently destroyed by him.

At the same time, Chianti and Cohen on the distant tower also noticed the chaos in the factory.

"What's going on in the factory?" Chianti asked in a low voice through the communicator, his eyes still fixed on the sniper scope.

The next second, a large area of ​​red light appeared in the thermal imaging system and it was completely unusable.

"Damn it...! Is this thing broken?"

Chianti threw the thermal imaging device to the ground fiercely.

"No, it exploded."

"It could be an accident, or... that guy's work." Cohen said coldly, raising the sniper rifle in his hand slightly, trying to find the target.

"That guy is really capable of hiding until now. But no matter how powerful he is, he can't escape from our guns."

Chianti licked his lips, his tone full of bloodthirsty excitement.

……

Maori quietly approached the tower, taking advantage of the complex terrain of the abandoned factory to gradually approach. There were two members guarding the passage below the tower. Maori calmly took out a thin rope from his waist, wrapped it into a lasso, and put it around one of the men's neck when the other party was not paying attention.

That member fainted after struggling for a bit, and the other one was hit from behind by Maori before he could react and lost consciousness.

"Okay, now it's your turn."

Maori smiled coldly and turned his gaze to Chianti and Cohen at the top of the tower.

He climbed the tower's inner staircase quietly, his footsteps so light that they were almost inaudible.

Chianti and Cohen were completely unaware of the approaching danger, and they remained focused on targeting the interior of the factory in an attempt to locate Maori.

"Chianti, did you find anything?"

Cohen asked in a low voice.

"No." Chianti frowned. "That guy is really cunning, but he can't hide for long..."

Before he finished speaking, Mao Li's figure appeared behind the two of them like a ghost.

The floor shook slightly as he stepped on it, startling Chianti and turning his head quickly, but it was too late.

Maori moved as fast as lightning, slashing Chianti's wrist with a knife, forcing her to let go of the sniper rifle.

Chianti barely pulled back and tried to fight back, but Maori was too fast. He pushed her to the ground and quickly tied her hands and feet with the rope he found.

"You--" Chianti glared at Maori, but Maori directly blocked his mouth with a cloth.

Cohen reacted and tried to draw his gun and fight back, but Maori had already seen through his movements.

He dodged the bullet by rolling over, kicked Cohen's pistol away, and then punched Cohen hard in the abdomen, knocking him to the ground.

"You two really made me work hard." Maori said coldly, and tied up Cohen as well.

"You bastard..." Chianti growled through gritted teeth.

"Ma'am, don't move too violently." Mao Li sneered and put her wrists behind her back.

"It seems your plan has failed."

Mao Li pointed the gun at the two men and said coldly.

Chianti and Cohen looked at each other, their eyes full of reluctance, but they knew clearly that facing Maori, they had no room for counterattack.

Chapter 444: Cohen Dies

Maori tied Ruki Mio, Ante and Koen to the metal railings of the high tower. After making sure that the two could not break free, he slowly stood up and stared at them coldly. The moonlight shone through the cracks in the high tower, reflecting on the angry and stubborn faces of the two.

"You two are really extraordinary," Mao Li said, with a hint of mockery in his tone, "Unfortunately, you still fell into my hands."

Chianti struggled hard, but the ropes that bound her didn't budge at all. She glared at Maori angrily and said through gritted teeth: "Asshole! Do you think you can succeed like this? Our people will find you soon, and then you will be dead without a burial place!"

"Really?" Maori smiled slightly, leaning closer to Chianti, and said in a low and dangerous voice, "I really want to know how much the lives of people like you are worth. What do you think?"

Chianti struggled furiously, but to no avail. She turned her head to look at Cohen and whispered, "Cohen, think of a solution!"

Cohen remained calm, his deep eyes sweeping the surroundings. He did not respond to Chianti, but stared at Maori, his voice low and slow: "Let her go, I'll stay."

Mao Li raised his eyebrows, his tone was a little playful: "Oh? Are you begging for mercy? Or are you negotiating terms?"

"It's up to you how you interpret it." Cohen said slowly, his eyes staring at Maori like a sharp blade, "Don't you want information? There's no point in keeping her. I can tell you what you want to know, but the prerequisite is to let her go."

Maori stared at Cohen for a moment, a half-smile on his face: "You are quite courageous. But do you think I would trust the words of a killer?"

Cohen did not say anything else. He knew what Maori was up to. Maori would never let any of them off easily. At this moment, his mind was racing, trying to find a way to get out.

Chianti struggled and yelled, "Cohen! Leave me alone! This guy won't let any of us go!"

Cohen tilted his head slightly and whispered, "Shut up."

Chianti was stunned. It was the first time she heard Cohen speak to her in such a stern tone, and she couldn't help but keep quiet.

**

As Maori approached, Cohen suddenly exerted his strength and kicked Maori's knee with his foot, trying to create chaos. Maori was prepared and dodged the attack by retreating, then kicked Cohen in the shoulder and kicked him back to the ground.

"Sure enough, you will never obey me at any time." Maori snorted coldly, exerted force with his hands, and pressed Cohen back to the ground.

"But your actions reveal your determination." Mao Li looked down at Cohen and said coldly, "It seems that you plan to sacrifice yourself in exchange for her life, right?"

Cohen remained silent. He did not deny it, but looked at Maori firmly.

**

At this moment, Cohen suddenly broke free of part of the rope and rushed towards Maori unexpectedly. Although Maori reacted quickly and slashed at Cohen's shoulder with a knife, Cohen took it hard.

"Chianti, run!" Cohen growled, pushing Maori out of the tower with all his strength. He knew he was no match for Maori, but this was his only chance to use his life to buy Chianti a chance to escape.

Chianti was stunned. She watched Cohen and Maori entangled with each other, and her mind was in a mess. She had never seen Cohen so decisive and resolute, and there was a hint of tenderness in his voice that she had never seen before.

"What are you doing?! Leave me alone! Stop!" Chianti screamed, tears welling up in his eyes.

Maori was pushed to the edge of the tower by Cohen, and his steps were slightly unstable, but he quickly stabilized his body, grabbed Cohen's collar with his backhand, and threw him back fiercely. Cohen's body hit the metal railing on the tower, making a dull sound.

"Do you think this little trick can succeed?" Mao Li said coldly, his eyes piercing Cohen like a knife, "Don't underestimate me."

Cohen was panting, but there was no fear in his eyes. He slowly stood up, looked up at Chianti, and said in a low and firm voice: "Chianti... I'm sorry."

Chianti was stunned, tears rolling down her cheeks: "Cohen, don't do this..."

"I know I'm not good at expressing myself, but these years..." Cohen's voice became deeper and deeper, but full of affection, "I've always been watching you."

Chianti held the railing tightly with both hands, tears streaming down his face: "You...you idiot! If you dare to die, I will...I will kill myself!"

Cohen smiled, with a hint of relief in his smile. He turned around and rushed towards Maori again. This time, he used all his strength to knock Maori and himself to the side of the tower.

"Are you crazy?!"

Chianti yelled.

Cohen did not respond. A rare smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Chianti on the tower.

Chianti screamed heartbreakingly: "Cohen! No! You can't do this!"

Cohen's body quickly fell into darkness, and his last words floated into Chianti's ears: "Live well... Chianti..."

Chianti fell to his knees in agony, tears pouring out like a dam breaking.

The moment Maori and Cohen fell from the top of the tower at the same time, countless images flashed through Cohen's mind.

He felt no fear, only relief. He pushed Maoli down with all his strength, trying to use his body as a buffer.

However, Maori's reaction was far beyond his expectations. At the moment he was about to land, he actually rolled over to relieve all the impact and stood firmly on the ground.

Cohen was not so lucky. He fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth, and his eyes gradually dimmed. His lips opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just closed his eyes.

Chianti on the top of the tower was stunned. She couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes.

Cohen...the usually silent man, actually gave up his life for her.

She knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, her hands tightly grasping the railing, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.

"Cohen...you idiot..." She murmured in a low voice, her voice filled with sorrow and unwillingness.

However, before she could calm down, a noise suddenly came from under the tower.

She looked up and was shocked to see that Maoli had jumped up from the tower at an extremely fast speed and stood in front of her again with ease.

Maori adjusted his collar and sneered, "It's really interesting, Chianti. I didn't expect that after all these years, there are still people who are so infatuated with you that they are willing to die for you."

Chianti's grief was instantly replaced by anger. She stared at Maori fiercely, her voice full of hatred: "You bastard! Cohen's death... is your fault! What qualifications do you have to make sarcastic remarks here?"

Chapter 445: Brainwashing Chianti

Mao Li took a step closer, looked down at her, and said with a hint of amusement in his tone: "Don't put the blame on me. He chose to sacrifice himself to save you, which means he thought your life was more meaningful. What a pity... It seems that his vision is not very good."

Chianti clenched his hands into fists, his eyes filled with anger and despair: "Anyway, falling into your hands or falling into Gin's hands will mean death. I would rather decide the ending myself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chianti suddenly stood up and jumped out of the tower.

Maori was quick to grab her wrist and pull her back.

"It's really troublesome."

Maori pressed Chianti to the ground and said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Forget about being a man. You still have some value. You can't die so easily."

Chianti struggled frantically, his eyes full of despair and hatred: "Let me go! I don't need you to save me! I'm better dead than alive!"

Mao Li shook his head, his eyes showing a hint of coldness: "Death? That's too easy for you. You are still useful, so don't think you can get away with it so easily."

Chianti suddenly clenched his teeth and tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide.

Mao Li immediately noticed her intention and a teasing smile appeared on his face.

He quickly leaned over and kissed her on the lips, stopping her movements completely.

Chianti's body froze instantly, his eyes widened with shock and shame.

She struggled hard, but couldn't move Mao Li at all.

Mao Li let go of her, his eyes full of mockery: "What's the matter? Did you try to commit suicide? Did you delete the chess piece or was it broken by me?"

Chianti's face flushed red, whether from anger or humiliation, it was unclear.

She gasped and gritted her teeth and said, "You bastard...I'm going to kill you!"

Maori smiled, stood up and clapped his hands: "Kill me? You'd better think about how to save your own life first. Gin is not a forgiving person. As for you, I will take good care of you."

Chianti cursed angrily, but Maori was too lazy to pay attention.

He tied her to the railing again, and after making sure that she had no chance of escape, he stood up and walked towards the edge of the tower top, ready to observe what was happening outside.

Chianti slumped on the ground, her eyes full of mixed emotions. She was angry and humiliated, but also felt extremely powerless.

Hatred for Maori surged in her heart, but she had to admit that he was indeed hopelessly powerful.