Conan's Strongest Uncle

The next morning, Mouri Kogoro drove Hattori Heiji and Tōyama Kazuha to the station.

Hattori Heiji couldn't help complaining in the car: "Detective Mouri, I don't know what's going on, since last night, Kazuha has become a little strange."

"Are you saying I'm weird? Classmate Hattori." Tōyama Kazuha, who was sitting in the back and kept looking at Mouri Kogoro's side face, heard this and immediately asked back. She was afraid that Mouri Kogoro would misunderstand her relationship with Hattori Heiji. A bit distant.

Hattori Heiji's face turned a little darker: "Look, nah nah, that's it, she didn't call me classmate Hattori before, she always called me Heiji, I wondered if the Kazuha in front of me was being attacked. People are fake, it's become too weird."

Mouri Kogoro laughed heartily: "Heiji, women are fickle, it's hard for you to understand." After saying that, he glanced at the green hat on Hattori Heiji's head, which was really suitable for him.

Hattori Heiji sighed and turned his head to look out the window. Mouri Kogoro's eyes met Tōyama Kazuha's affectionate eyes through the rearview mirror, and the two smiled at each other.

Tōyama Kazuha's amber green eyes rolled, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He opened his small mouth, and a small tongue slowly slid out and circled around his lips, winking like a crisp.

Mouri, who saw this scene through the rearview mirror, couldn't help sitting up straight, a little uneasy. This is the first time that Nizi started to seduce people. If she hadn't been in a hurry to go home, Mouri Kogoro would definitely have to be with her. After another 300 rounds of fighting, it seems that 300 rounds is not enough.

And the two secretly teasing beside Hattori Heiji is even more exciting.

Hattori Heiji was looking at the scenery outside, yawning, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

Seeing this, Tōyama Kazuha moved her buttocks and sat behind Mouri Kogoro's driver's seat. Her small hand slowly reached over along the gap between the door and the seat, touching Mouri Kogoro's waist, and her index finger kept turning in circles .

Mouri Kogoro felt a hand appearing on his waist, and couldn't help but panic, this girl must be too daring.

Tōyama Kazuha glanced at Hattori Heiji, who had closed his eyes with sleepiness.

As a result, Kazuha's body moved forward, and her movements became more and more intense. Her bare hands penetrated through the seam of Mouri Kogoro's trousers and went down along her crotch. Mouri Kogoro's pupils kept shrinking, and she wanted to suck back under the forcible repression. A breath of fresh air.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Hattori Heiji, who was dozing off with his head on his back, and Mouri Kogoro lip-smacking at Tōyama Kazuha in the rearview mirror: Stop!

Unexpectedly, after yesterday's battle, Tōyama Kazuha completely transformed, with a fox-like smile on his energetic face, and his five fingers began to fiddle unskillfully.

The excitement of the constant driving of the car is indescribable.

At this moment, Hattori Heiji's head fell from his hand, and he suddenly woke up.

Tōyama Kazuha retracted his hands very quickly, Mouri adjusted his sitting position, and when Hattori Heiji turned his head, he only saw Mouri who was driving and Tōyama Kazuha with his right hand holding his chin. He felt a little weird, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

Hattori Heiji asked, "Kazuha, how are you doing? Did you learn anything from Detective Mouri yesterday? Actually, I don't know any martial arts. In modern society, guns are more powerful. It's not bad to learn kendo like my father!"

Tōyama Kazuha seemed to remember something, and his face was slightly red and he said, "Mr. Mouri's 'Martial Arts' is really good, and he was very careful and 'hard' when 'teaching' me, although I was not very smart and didn't learn anything. , but yesterday's 'study' was really fun, Mr. Mouri, can I 'consult' with you again in the future?" Kazuha's eyes were full of anticipation.

Mouri Kogoro replied with a smile: "Of course, 'anytime, anywhere' is fine. As long as Kazuha needs it, I will do my best to accompany him."

Hattori Heiji on the side heard this and immediately said, "Then Mr. Mouri, can I still learn reasoning with you in the future?"

"Well, of course you can't. You should go back and learn from Minister Hattori. Your father's reasoning ability is also very strong, otherwise he would not be able to become a minister."

Hattori Heiji couldn't help but turn his head when he heard this: "Cut, cheapskate."

...

Mouri Kogoro finally sent the two to the station. Hattori Heiji wanted to help Tōyama Kazuha carry the luggage, but he was rejected. Kazuha smiled and carried the bag, and waved goodbye to Mouri Kogoro with reluctance. The gesture made Mouri Kogoro remember to call her.

Mouri Kogoro naturally nodded in agreement.

And Hattori Heiji bowed respectfully to Mouri Kogoro: "Detective Mouri, thank you for your advice during this time, and I would like to solve the case with you, Mr. Mouri."

Mouri Kogoro patted his green hat: "A chance, a chance..."

Watching the two enter the station, Mouri Kogoro drove away.

...

Hattori Heiji caught up with Tōyama Kazuha inside the station: "Kazuha, what's wrong with you, are you angry?"

Tōyama Kazuha had a polite smile on his face: "Hattori-kun, I'm not angry, I just suddenly understood something, and Hattori-kun, you can call me Tōyama-kun in the future, I will concentrate on my studies when I return to Osaka, Don't bother me if you're okay."

"Oh, no, don't bother me if you have something to do."

Hattori Heiji looked puzzled: "Kazuha, what's wrong with you?"

Tōyama Kazuha shook his head, ignored Hattori Heiji, and stepped into the Shinkansen train with his shoes on.

Leaving Hattori Heiji with a puzzled face, scratching his head frantically, then hurriedly followed.

...

In the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo, the office door of Officer Megure opened, and a tall woman wearing a light blue suit and blue short skirt walked in. She had crisp short hair and extremely sharp purple eyes. , exuding righteousness, is a woman who can't help but look at her.

She stood in front of Officer Megure and said, "I've seen Officer Megure."

Officer Megure was delighted to see her: "Satou-kun, you're back from training in the United States. It's great, you can finally help me share some of the pressure. There are too many cases in Tokyo recently, and I'm a bit overwhelmed."

"It's my duty." Satou Miwako said seriously.

Officer Megure laughed dryly: "You don't have to be so serious! You just came back, you can rest for a few days."

Satou Miwako's gaze immediately stabbed at Megure Jūuuzou like electricity. Officer Megure was taken aback by the sharp gaze, and quickly turned over the case file and handed one of them to Satou Miwako.

"Satou-kun, I'll leave this drug case to you. I have high expectations for you." Officer Megure said sternly.

"Hi." Satou took the case and walked out resolutely, leaving Officer Megure on the chair to wipe his sweat secretly, and then he was relieved.

Satou Miwako walked back to his office. Behind the path he passed along the way, the male police officers couldn't help but stuck their heads out to look at the back of Officer Satou.

This flower of the Metropolitan Police Department really lives up to its reputation!