Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

Gin took advantage of the firelight to quickly retreat, and with a fierce look in his eyes he pulled out a small dagger from his waist.

The blade flashed coldly under the firelight. He no longer tried to break Maori's protective energy, but instead attacked Maori's joints and movement loopholes with precision.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The sound of the blade colliding with Maori's arm continued to be heard. Although Gin was unable to hurt Maori at all, his calmness and precision made Maori feel that he could not completely suppress the opponent for the time being.

"It seems that I underestimated how desperate you are."

Maori smiled, raised his hand and used force to shake off Gin's dagger. The powerful force made Gin's hand slightly numb.

"Underestimate me?"

Gin sneered, took a step back, a sharp look in his eyes, "No, I'm just buying myself some time."

At this moment, the door of the cellar was suddenly pushed open, and a blurry figure appeared at the door, wrapped tightly in a black windbreaker and mask with a little smoke.

The man walked in step by step, his movements were steady and his tone was cold: "Gin, you don't look good."

Gin glanced at the newcomer and said with a rare sense of relaxation in his voice: "Bourbon, you're just in time."

Mao Li narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the man in black in front of him. He naturally recognized who he was: the undercover agent of the Japanese Public Security Bureau lurking in the Black Organization, Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro was wearing a mask, and a complicated look flashed across his eyes.

His tone was cold, with a hint of professional alienation: "The higher-ups don't want you to die here, especially at the hands of Maori Kogoro."

Gin sneered, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm: "Really? It seems the higher-ups haven't completely given up on my value."

Mao Li didn't say anything, but put his hands behind his back and watched the two people talking coldly.

He knew that there were deeper reasons behind Amuro Toru's choice at this moment, but he also understood that the other party would not stand on his side.

"Mouri Kogoro, don't think you can get away with it today."

Gin took back the dagger and whispered to Amuro Toru: "Cover me as I leave."

Amuro Toru nodded slightly, but did not take action immediately.

He turned his gaze to Maori, his voice still calm: "Mr. Maori, you may be very strong, but there are some battles that you are not yet able to fully control. I advise you not to interfere in our affairs."

Mao Li smiled slightly and looked at Amuro Toru meaningfully: "You are Bourbon? Do you really think I don't know your identity?"

Toru Amuro's body stiffened slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

His voice remained calm: "So what if you know? My identity is not important. The important thing now is - don't force me to do it."

Gin looked at the confrontation between the two and a trace of doubt flashed through his mind, but he knew that this was not the time to ask more questions.

He took advantage of the gap when Toru Amuro was blocking Mori, quickly stepped back a few steps, and picked up his gun from the ground with smooth and quick movements.

Maori watched Gin prepare to leave and sighed softly: "Tsk, it would be too easy to let you go just like that."

Gin didn't reply, but suddenly raised his hand, threw out two smoke bombs, and retreated at an extremely fast speed.

The smoke instantly filled the entire basement, blocking the view, and the strong smell made it difficult to breathe.

Maori snorted, stepped on the ground, and rushed into the smoke.

His five-dimensional senses were extremely sharp, and even when his vision was blocked, he could still catch Gin's scent.

His figure was as fast as a ghost, shuttling through the smoke and catching up with Gin in almost the blink of an eye.

"Don't think of escaping with this little trick."

Maori said coldly, and punched towards Gin's side with the force of breaking through the air.

Gin seemed to have expected this. He turned around quickly and blocked the punch with his pistol.

The tremendous force was transmitted to his arm through the gun, causing his palm to go numb, but he did not retreat. Instead, he took the opportunity to point the gun directly at Maori's chest.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out and sparks flew.

However, the bullet had no effect on Maori and bounced off again.

Gin didn't stop, but quickly stepped back and shot at Maori's lower body.

Mao Li moved very quickly and dodged easily, sneering: "You are quite tenacious. But your methods are still not good enough for me."

Gin did not respond and used the cover of smoke to distance himself from Maori.

Toru Amuro quickly glanced at the situation on the battlefield, his eyes wandering between Mori and Gin, quickly weighing the situation in his mind.

Gin is obviously at a disadvantage, but if they directly help Mori to subdue Gin in this situation, Gin is likely to commit suicide to keep the secret, or even arouse the vigilance of the Black Organization's top leaders and alert the enemy.

"Mr. Mori!"

Toru Amuro shouted, and with a tear gas bomb in his hand, he threw it accurately in the direction of Mori.

"boom!"

The tear gas exploded and the pungent smell quickly spread.

Maori frowned slightly, subconsciously took a step back, and looked in the direction of Amuro Toru.

Gin took this opportunity to stand up, glanced at Amuro Toru, and said coldly: "Bourbon, go!"

Toru Amuro glanced at Maori, supported the injured Gin, and quickly retreated towards the exit.

Maori did not continue chasing him. This time, the lesson he had given Gin was enough.

The flames gradually died down and the basement returned to peace, but the murderous intent in the air still lingered.

Maori looked down at the scattered bottle fragments and traces of battle on the ground, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Gin, Bourbon... I am looking forward to the next chapter of this game."

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The cold wind was howling, the aftermath of the battle in the basement gradually subsided, and the air was filled with the mixed smell of gunpowder and alcohol.

Kogoro Mouri walked out from the shadows, wearing a windbreaker, with a cold look in his eyes.

He walked steadily and glanced at the messy basement to confirm that Gin and Amuro Toru had left.

"Conan, come out." Maori said lightly.

A small figure poked his head out from the door, it was Conan.

With a hint of embarrassment on his face, he trotted over and asked tentatively, "Uncle Maori, Gin ran away?"

Mao Li glanced at him with a deep look in his eyes: "He ran away, but this is not something you should worry about."

Conan was a little unwilling: "But, these follow-up work——"

"give it to you."

Mao Li interrupted him, his voice cold and unquestionable, "Clean up the scene and confirm whether there are any traces left. Don't interfere with other matters."

Conan wanted to say something, but when he met Maori's stern gaze, he could only nod: "Okay, I'll take care of it."

Mao Li didn't say anything more and turned and left the basement.

His steps were more hurried than before, with only one thought in mind: to find Huiyuan Ainan. She was the key to this storm, and also an existence that he could not ignore.

Maori searched all the way, constantly speculating in his mind where Haibara was.

Finally, he stood in the open space behind the hotel, looking at the chimney in the snow, and vaguely felt something strange.

"Haibara...will you be there?" he murmured in a low voice.

Without hesitation, he walked to the chimney, looked up, and found some faint scratches on the top.

His heart tightened, and he immediately began to look in the direction of the chimney. After going around a patch of snow, he finally found an inconspicuous dark corner.

Chapter 449: Shiho, I love you

There was a figure curled up there.

She was wearing Haibara Ai's little dress, and her thin shoulders were trembling slightly due to the cold.

The familiar little loli has disappeared, replaced by Miyano Shiho's proud fair figure.

Her eyes were confused and her face was pale, and she was obviously exhausted.

Mao Li's heart suddenly tightened, and a complex emotion flashed across his eyes.

"Xiao Ai..."

He whispered tentatively.

Hearing the familiar voice, Huibara Ai slowly raised her head, with a hint of shock and confusion in her eyes.

Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, she fell forward weakly.

Maori stepped forward quickly and caught her steadily.

The body in my arms was cold and stiff, like a piece of ice.

"You silly girl, you really make me worry."

Maori complained quietly, but his voice was full of heartache.

He immediately took off his clothes and put them on her, then picked up Huibara Ai, now known as Miyano Shiho, and held her carefully in his arms, walking quickly towards the hotel.

Along the way, the snow was trampled with deep traces under his feet, but he didn't care about the cold at all, and only had eyes for the person in his arms.

Maori rushed back to the hotel, found a large room at random, kicked the door open and broke in.

The room was luxuriously decorated, but he had no time to care about that and went straight to carry Miyano Shiho to the bathroom.

The hot water was quickly turned on, and warm steam filled the air, dispelling the chill.

Mao Li placed Miyano Shiho on the edge of the bathtub and whispered to her comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, it will be warm soon."

He removed her wet clothes and lowered her gently into the warm water.

The hot water quickly wrapped around her cold body, and Miyano Shiho's face finally showed a hint of color.

She opened her eyes slightly, looking tired and confused.

"Uncle Maori..."

Her voice was hoarse and weak, revealing an unconcealable helplessness.

Mao Li's father looked at her with a sympathetic heart, and wiped her face/cheek gently with a dry towel: "Stay well, don't talk too much. Now you just need to recover your strength, and leave the rest to me."

Miyano Shiho nodded slightly, leaned against the bathtub and closed her eyes.

The warmth of the hot water made her gradually relax, and the previous fear and coldness seemed to be half dispelled.

Maori stood outside the bathroom, leaning against the wall and thinking. The figures of Gin, Amuro Toru, and the adventures of Conan and Haibara Ai appeared in his mind.

He sighed deeply, and his eyes gradually became deep.

"The threat from the organization is more difficult than I thought... and the people I have to protect are more important than I thought."

Maori clenched his fists and swore in his heart that no matter what danger he faced, he would not retreat.

He wants to provide a safe sky for these children, no matter what the cost.

Not long after, Miyano Shiho recovered some strength and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

She glanced at Maoli and said softly, "Thank you, Uncle Maoli."

Mao Li looked back at her, a warm smile on his face: "You know I won't abandon you, don't think too much."

A complex emotion surged in Miyano Shiho's heart and her eyes were slightly red, but she still tried to make herself look calm.

"What should we do next?"

she asked.

Mao Li's eyes flashed with determination: "You take a rest first, I will take care of the rest."

He looked at Miyano Shiho and softened his tone: "And you just need to trust me."

"Uncle Maori..."

Miyano Shiho bit her lips. She looked at the thin clothes on Maori, and with an angry heart, she threw herself on Maori.

"Uncle Maori...thank you...for loving me."

Miyano Shiho kissed Maori's lips directly, and her whole body softened into a puddle of mud.

Anyway, I have been Uncle Maori's man for a long time, and now with this body, I have to repay Uncle Maori.

Kogoro Mouri was slightly stunned, but immediately took the initiative and kissed Miyano Shiho on the lips, then picked her up and put her on the bed.