Conan's Strongest Uncle

In the mist-filled bathroom, the excited Loli glowed crimson.

Mouri Kogoro and Haibara submerged in the bathtub.

Mouri Kogoro looked at Haibara who was experimenting with himself below. Haibara's innocent little face was full of amorous feelings. The two temperaments were mixed together, and a different charm was exuded, which was simply unbearable.

However, this little cute face is full of hardships. Even if he has done several energy delivery experiments with Mouri Kogoro, he always needs to endure for a while at the beginning of each time.

Mouri Kogoro's big hand gently caressed Haibara's body, and every time he touched the little Loli's chest, he always felt an unspeakable excitement, legitimate Loli is always such a mystery.

His big hands especially liked to hold Haibara's short legs and small curled feet.

Mouri Kogoro knows why these two short legs will grow in the end and wait for the long white legs to exist.

Haibara was sweaty, Xiaomeng had a smile on her face, and looked at Mouri Kogoro with affection in her eyes.

The acclimation period at the beginning of the experiment was over, and a look of relief appeared on Haibara's face.

Mouri Kogoro pulled the white towel aside, and Haibara obediently bit it.

Because the time to come in and take a bath can't be too long, otherwise Xiao Ran will become suspicious, and Mouri Kogoro intends to speed up the experiment.

Dense water vapor shrouded it all.

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Meanwhile, Tomoaki Shinide finally returned to his home.

He just calmed down a little, today is a very torment day for him!

Soon he turned and went to the study of the house, which had an entrance to the basement, and the entrance was behind a portrait.

Tomoaki Shinide took off his contact lenses, revealing aqua-green eyes, and looked at the "Mona Lisa Smile".

The entrance to the basement just opened, and as soon as you enter it is a long dark passage.

As Shinide Tomoaki walked, he undid his light yellow suit and hung it on the hook on the wall.

She took off her clothes one by one, her shoes, insoles and socks, and hung up the padding she was wearing, revealing her body in a black corset.

She lifted the newly wise mask on her face, revealing her slender silver hair, and a small, extremely gorgeous face appeared in the dim passage, and the whole passage seemed to light up a little because of this, it was Vermouth.

Vermouth opened the zipper of the black corset, and in an instant, two round and full balls bounced out, shaking a few times in the air.

Vermouth let out a sigh of relief, and the whole talent really relaxed.

After taking off the corset, she was still wearing a small black vest. She hung up the corset and walked into the basement barefoot, her two slender legs swaying constantly.

This basement is well-equipped, and the space is larger than the house above. It is divided into many rooms, but it is very dark.

But Vermouth didn't feel any discomfort, and the darkness gave her a sense of security.

Soon she was in the only bathroom with enough light, and the bathroom was full of bright lights.

As soon as Vermouth walked in, he took off the little vest and panties he had left, revealing his graceful body in the light.

It looks like a natural beauty, and it is full of beauty from the back, and one can evoke the original hope at a glance, but from the front, this beauty is destroyed by a few extremely ferocious scars.

Vermouth stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself silently.

Four whiplash scars, four scars given to her by Mouri Kogoro, entrenched on her body like a poisonous snake!

No matter how much the secret medicine in the tissue is used, it cannot be removed.

One is from the neck to the chest, one is across the abdomen, one is oblique to the waist, and the other is drawn from the left breast to the abdomen.

The four scars are extremely ferocious, and they seem to keep twisting and glowing with dark red light.

Vermouth's index finger gently stroked the scar from her left breast to her stomach, and she instantly recalled the nightmarish horror of the basement.

The dust in the sky, the pitch-black iron cage, the piercing eyes, the blood-stained belt, and the terrifying figure like a tyrant.

The wise man who can rule his own life at will - Mouri Kogoro.

Vermouth's body trembled involuntarily. That man was the most terrifying existence Vermouth had ever encountered in her life. Even the BOSS had never put such pressure on her.

How many nights Vermouth has woken up from nightmares in which Mouri Kogoro holds a belt or a golden desert eagle.

The pictures are all terrifying to the extreme, and every time she wakes up, she is sweating profusely!

For the first time, she felt that it was a demon, an incomparable existence, an insurmountable peak.

If others made her suffer such a big loss, Vermouth would definitely try to get back with revenge.

But for Mouri Kogoro, Vermouth didn't even dare to have any thoughts of revenge in her heart, and even collected information and ordered her subordinates to do it. She herself did not dare to meet Mouri Kogoro, and carefully avoided Mouri Kogoro.

She studied the disguising technique even more, constantly improving and improving, and finally disguised herself as a new wise man, and Vermouth only dared to contact Xiao Ran.

Every time he saw Xiao Ran's face, Vermouth couldn't help but sigh: "The devil actually gave birth to an angel!"

And today's re-encounter with Mouri Kogoro, others have no idea how much pressure Vermouth is under.

I don't know how much sweat seeped out from the head under the mask, and the little black vest was wet long ago, and it has always been uncomfortable, but Vermouth has been enduring it.

She was afraid that her disguise technique would be seen through by Mouri Kogoro again. Facing Mouri Kogoro's request, she had no idea of ​​refusing at all.

Otherwise, how could she follow Xiao Ran to investigate some supernatural events in high school.

And after Mouri Kogoro left, seeing the three girls quarreling because of Mouri Kogoro, Vermouth subconsciously stepped forward to persuade him.

At that time, she just thought of calming down the triple room, Mouri Kogoro should be happy!

With the idea of ​​making Mouri Kogoro happy, Vermouth did not hesitate to act!

Now Vermouth is standing in front of the mirror, thinking back to what he did today, feeling a little weird, but at the same time feeling extremely at ease.

After a long while, Vermouth's trembling body stopped, she exhaled a long breath, and then stepped her legs to stand under the shower head.

The switch was turned on, and the hot water slanted down, hitting the fair skin and the dark red scar.