Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

They held weapons in their hands and carefully guarded their surroundings.

"She's nearby." Gin muttered to himself, looking through the hotel window at the night scene covered with heavy snow, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, Conan is trying to escape from the Black Organization's pursuit.

His small figure shuttled through the corridors and stairwells of the hotel, feeling anxious.

"We have to find a way to get rid of them... but we can't let them turn around and chase after Haibara!"

He gasped and clenched the bow-tie voice changer and barometric watch in his arms.

Just as the pursuers approached, Conan used his watch to shoot a powerful air pressure bullet, shattering a chandelier in the corridor.

The fall of the lamp blocked the black-clad man's sight, and Conan took the opportunity to sneak into a cleaning room nearby.

He held his breath and listened to the hurried footsteps of the pursuers outside.

"Finally got rid of it."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows remained furrowed.

"Gin must not have been led away... He must be staring at Haibara. Damn it!"

Conan cursed under his breath, feeling uneasy. He patted his cheeks and tried to calm himself down.

"Don't panic, Uncle Maori will definitely come...but before that, I have to find Huibara!"

Conan crawled out of the ventilation duct of the cleaning room and headed towards the basement.

On the other side, Kogoro Mori stood in the snow outside the hotel, his face as gloomy as a cold night in a blizzard.

He learned about the gunfire and riots on his cell phone, and his hands clenched into fists until the knuckles turned white.

"These bastards!"

Maori gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with an almost tangible anger.

Kogoro recalled the instructions given to Conan and Ai to stay in a safe area before leaving, and felt a little uneasy.

He learned from a hotel staff that the hotel was in great chaos and many unidentified people were searching for someone.

Mao Li immediately took out his pistol and said coldly:

"Everyone evacuate, seal off the hotel's exits. No one can come in without my order."

“B, but…” The staff tried to stop him.

"This is an order!"

Maori shouted coldly, and his majestic aura instantly suppressed the other party.

After saying that, Maori looked up at the snow-covered roof of the hotel, and his figure turned into a swift wind and rushed towards the entrance.

He has decided that whoever dares to threaten his family and those around him, he will crush them without hesitation.

Deep in the shadows, Huibara Ai held her breath and leaned quietly against the wall.

She heard footsteps, one after another, approaching her direction.

"Gin."

Her heart sank suddenly. Through the dim light, she vaguely saw the familiar tall figure.

Gin stood at the entrance, gun in hand, his eyes scanning every corner of the alley like a wolf.

His footsteps were slow and steady, and every step seemed to step on Haibara Ai's heart.

"I know you're here, Shirley." Gin's voice sounded coldly, with a hint of amusement, "I don't have the patience to play hide-and-seek with you."

Huibara Ai held her breath and concentrated, quickly thinking of a countermeasure in her mind.

She scanned the surroundings, trying to find items that could be used.

However, there is almost nothing here except garbage and dust.

On the other side, Conan was already running over following the traces.

He heard Gin's voice.

"Oh no! Gin must have discovered Haibara!"

His heart sank and his fingers involuntarily tightened on the switch on his watch.

Just as he was about to take action, a familiar big hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

"what are you doing?"

Maori Kogoro asked in a low voice.

"Uncle..."

Conan was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, "Haibara is downstairs, and Gin is also here! We must hurry--"

"Shut up."

Mao Li interrupted him coldly, "I'll take care of it. This is a man's business."

After saying that, Maori pushed Conan into the storage room at the side without any explanation and closed the door.

Kogoro Mori stood at the entrance of the basement, his eyes burning with anger.

He strode into the depths of the basement, the cold air gradually spreading with his footsteps.

"Gin, this time I'm going to make you regret stepping into this place."

He said coldly, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Chapter 448 Bourbon

The basement was filled with the aroma of aged wine, and the cold air mixed with the frost on the walls made it seem particularly eerie.

Gin stood among a pile of wine barrels, his eyes grim and the pistol in his hand gleaming dangerously.

He stood there like an insurmountable barrier, his black windbreaker swaying slightly as he moved, and his murderous aura was so strong that it almost condensed into substance.

"Humph, Maori Kogoro, you are just an ordinary detective, but you dare to come and die in person."

Gin sneered, his fingers gently running over the gun, his voice as low as a glacier cracking.

Kogoro Mori walked out slowly from the darkness, his expression indifferent, yet revealing a majesty that could not be ignored.

He stood in front of Gin, his hands in his windbreaker pockets, as if he was not afraid at all.

"Gin, you don't mind interrupting your 'official business', do you?"

Maori raised his eyebrows playfully, seemingly not taking Gin's threat seriously at all.

Gin snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed the gun at Maori's forehead: "Mauri Kogoro, today I don't mind letting your brain bloom a flower on the wall."

Mao Li smiled slightly, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward: "Shoot, see if you can do it."

Gin sneered, his index finger already on the trigger: "You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Gunshots rang out and flames flew everywhere.

However, when the bullet got close to him, it was bounced off by an invisible force, deviated from its trajectory, and embedded into the wine barrel behind him, and the wine instantly flowed out.

Gin's eyes suddenly turned colder, and the hand holding the gun shook slightly.

"what?"

He narrowed his eyes, seeming to sense that something was wrong.

Maori patted his shoulder gently, as if to drive away invisible dust: "Gin, you don't think this little firepower can work on me, do you?"

Gin's eyes flashed and he quickly fired several shots. The bullets flew towards Maori's vital points at an extremely fast speed.

But without exception, these bullets were bounced back as if they had hit an invisible shield, making crisp metallic sounds as they fell to the ground.

"This is impossible!"

Gin took a step back slightly, and a hint of shock finally appeared on his face.

Maori looked at him and said calmly: "Don't be so surprised, Gin. After all, I'm not an ordinary person."

Gin narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Haha, quite interesting... But I want to see how capable you are!"

After saying that, Gin suddenly moved as fast as lightning, and went around to the side of Maori, trying to find a gap to shoot again.

However, no matter which direction they attacked from, their bullets could not break through Mao Jiuli's defense.

"Golden Bell!"

The word flashed through Gin's mind. He remembered that he had heard that there was a mysterious oriental master who used similar abilities. He was simply a nightmare for the organization.

But he never thought that this person would be Kogoro Mori!

"You...you are the golden bullet!"

Gin suddenly came to his senses and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

For the first time, there was a hint of hesitation in his voice, "No wonder the organization couldn't find you!"

Maori smiled coldly: "You are a bit slow, Gin. It seems that your Black Organization's intelligence system is not very good."

Gin's windbreaker was lifted up by the blast, revealing a slightly disheveled figure underneath. However, there was no wavering on his stern face, which made him look even colder and more dangerous.

The pistol had a full magazine, and he changed the bullets with one hand. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and he actually moved forward instead of retreating, approaching Mao Li.

"Mouri Kogoro, I want to see how much you can still protect that mouth of yours!"

Gin's cold voice sounded particularly harsh in the flames.

A hint of approval flashed in Maori's eyes, but he was secretly alert in his heart.

As a time traveler, he knew Gin's strength very well: sniping, close combat, and psychological tactics were all top-notch. Although he had the upper hand in the previous confrontation, Gin was definitely not someone who could be easily suppressed.

Gin's bullets still had no effect on Maori's "Golden Bell Cover", but he soon discovered Maori's weakness: although it was difficult to break the defense at close range, the power output was not unlimited after all.

So Gin changed his tactics. He no longer tried to kill Mori with one blow, but instead used the complex environment around him to fight with Mori.

With each shot, he changed his position accordingly, forcing Maori to be exhausted in responding.

Mao Li also noticed Gin's tactical change, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Interesting."

As he said this, he took a step forward and rushed towards Gin like a tiger.

Gin's body is agile and his punches are fierce, and each of his moves is accurately aimed at Maori's vital points.

However, no matter how he attacked, Maoli stood still like a towering mountain. His fists hitting Maoli felt like hitting steel plates, which made his wrist hurt.

"How can it be……"

There was a flash of horror in Gin's eyes.

Mao Li did not rush to fight back, but just looked at him calmly with a faint smile on his lips: "Gin, is this what you call strength? It's not even enough to warm me up."

Gin gritted his teeth unwillingly and tried to change his attack method, but Maori was tired of this game.

He raised his hand slightly, grabbed Gin's wrist quickly and accurately, and twisted it violently.

"Crack!"

Gin felt a sharp pain in his wrist and he groaned. His body was thrown out by the powerful force and hit the wine barrel hard.

The wine gushed out, soaking his windbreaker.

"you……"

Gin struggled to stand up, with a bit of cruelty in his eyes. He pulled out a grenade from his waist and looked at Maori coldly, "It seems that I underestimated you, but don't think you are really unbeatable."

Mao Li glanced at the grenade in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Grenade? Is this the only trump card of your organization?"

Gin sneered: "Don't be too proud too soon, Golden Bullet. Even if I lose, you can't get away with it!"

After saying that, he pulled the fuse of the grenade, which started beeping and the numbers on the timer counted down rapidly.

Maori's expression remained unchanged. He stomped his foot hard, causing the ground to crack. His figure approached Gin like a gust of wind.

Just as the grenade was about to explode, Maori snatched it away and threw it hard.

"boom!"

A huge explosion resounded throughout the basement, flames and shock waves tore through the surrounding space, wine barrels were overturned, and the wine and flames intertwined to form a sea of ​​fire in an instant.