1329 Conan's Mori Kogoro (Conan's Most Powerful Uncle) Chapter 1329

"Genta, how do you feel?"

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I'm really worried about the dead, how can I play with windows if I'm fine."

Yuanta shook his head, patted his chest and said, "I'm not sick, but I'm a little hungry and want to eat eel rice." After hearing this, everyone was convinced that Yuanta was fine.

Bumei pushed Curacao forward and said, "Yuantai, you have to thank Sister Xiaobai this time. If she didn't save you, you would fall to death."

"Ah, it turned out to be so, thank you Sister Xiaobai!"

Yuan Tai bowed obediently and thanked him, but Curaçao was a little uncomfortable and was quite at a loss standing there.

Kogoro Mouri said, "Doctor, you can help check this child again. Also, do you have other quiet rooms here?"

The doctor replied: "The next one is also in the treatment room, but the doctor on duty is on holiday today and he can enter by pushing the door."

Yukiko said with a puzzled look: "Kogoro, what are you doing in the quiet room?"

"Of course it was for Xiaobai. Didn't you see that her elbows and knees were worn out just now to save Yuantai?"

"And I will try to see if I can heal her head injury and retrieve her previous memories."

Curaçao didn't seem to notice the injury at all. He looked down at Moori Kogoro's words and saw bleeding from his elbows and knees.

So she obediently followed Mouri Kogoro to the treatment room next door.

A light flashed in Belmod's eyes. Seeing that others were still paying attention to Xiaopang Dun Yuanta, she withdrew from the treatment room, planning to inform her companion to come and help take Curacao.

This time Curaçao was involved with Kogoro Mori and the others. The people who travelled with Belmod were very concerned about Kiko, Conan and Xiaolan who had saved her, and the others were children. She really didn’t want to involve them. Coming in the organization.

And Rum's behavior has always been very harsh, and Belmod knew it.

She dared not tell Rum what happened to the East Capital Aquarium.

Moreover, the text messages edited by Curaçao were intercepted by Kogoro Moori using a signal jammer, and no one in the organization had received a list of traitors.

As a result, Belmod's phone calls and requested reinforcements became bourbon.

This organization is also a mystic man, a guy who has worked with Belmore many times.

Because they have a common purpose, and they are all alone in the organization, Belmore can trust him, and feel that he can hold him, so he called him to help.

At this time, Toru Amuro was looking for Curaçao nearby.

Receiving a call from Belmod, it was like a long drought with nectar, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the steering wheel was turned, the white Mazda headed towards the Dongdu Aquarium.

And a thousand meters away behind him, a red Chevrolet was hanging from the back of the car, and Akai Hide in the car had a smile on his face: "Did you find it? Police!"

In the other treatment room, Kogoro Mouri brought Curacao in and locked the door.

Then he took Curacao's little hand and took her to the hospital bed.

Curaçao sat up obediently, his head sideways, and his blue eyes looked at Moori Kogoro like a deer, like the clearest lake.

Kogoro Mouri smiled at him, and Curaçao also laughed, with a pure smile.

Immediately afterwards, Kogoro Mouri coughed dryly, and said: "Ahem, Xiaobai, I'm afraid you have other injuries I haven't seen, so please take off your clothes so I can treat you. "

Hearing this, Curaçao subconsciously felt something was wrong, and his small face instantly became a little flustered, not knowing what to do.

But after all, she has no memory, it is a pure white piece of paper.

Without the reference, I don't know if this matter is right or wrong.

She looked at Maori Kogoro's handsome face and felt that he was trustworthy, so she obediently followed the instructions and began to undress.

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Looking at the scene in front of him, Mouri Kogoro's eyes gradually lit up.

The skin is better than snow, the waist is slender, like a thin horse in Yangzhou, this exquisite figure is really wonderful.

Curaçao feels similar to Xiaohe Ye, both of them are small and exquisite.

But after all, she has been trained for a long time, and she looks explosive, like a little female leopard.

The fly in the ointment is that because of the previous explosion, her hands and feet were covered with dust, which looked like beautiful jade.

Xu Shimouri Kogoro's gaze was too hot, and the evil in it was not even hidden.

Even if Curaçao had amnesia, he still felt something abnormal.

Her body contracted unknowingly, her face flushed, she turned her head and said, "Mao Lijun, it feels strange that you look at me like this."

Hearing this, Kogoro Moori took control of him, and a warm smile hung on his face, like an uncle next door.

Curaçao relaxed now.

"Well, Xiaobai, you lie down on the bed. I need to check your body before starting the next treatment."

Hearing this, Curaçao lay down on the cold hospital bed obediently, staring at Kogoro Mouri with his ignorant eyes like a deer.

Maori Kogoro was ashamed of himself by the innocent eyes, but the old driver, like he never knew what it meant to give up halfway.

His hands began to wander around Curacao's exquisite figure and checked.

Well, there is a black green on the abdomen, which is obviously a boxing; a slight sprain on the right ankle; abrasions on the right arm and knee; and scratches on the back of the neck.

There are many injuries, but they are all minor injuries, and it doesn't take long to recover.

It was the congestion that blocked the memory in the head, and the old wound of the left eye was more serious, but the rejuvenation should be able to cure it.

During the inspection, Curaçao kept looking at Moori Kogoro with ignorant eyes, letting Moori Kogoro be at the mercy of him.

Then Kogoro Mori took a basin of water, twisted the wet towel, and then began to wipe the dust on Curaçao's hands and feet.

Huh!This physical fitness is almost comparable to that of myself, and my legs are too elastic.

Mouri Kogoro sat on the edge of the bed, pulled Curacao's left leg on his own, and wiped it lightly. His eyes moved up, and his nose felt a little itchy.

But soon, Curaçao felt that something was wrong with his body.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, the pores of the body are opening up, and the heat is still exuding, and the face is also hot.