Chapter 42 The injured Xiaolan

11days ago Fan fiction 9
Conan woke up from his coma by being frozen, but found himself tied to the second floor of an abandoned house. In addition to the fat aunt Edo Kawa Fumiyo, there was also a mysterious man wearing a blue cloak and a mask on his face.

Conan, who was frightened but had been trying to escape, spent a sleepless night in the cold snowy day.

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After taking a shower, Kogoro Mori sat on the sofa in his nightgown, turned on the newly bought LCD TV, the room was heated, which was very warm

The bathroom door opened, and the misty water vapor spread out. Xiaolan walked out in her pajamas and pajamas, and wiped her hair with a towel in her hand.

She sat next to Maori, in a great mood, and was humming a song: Lalala...

Pick up the hair dryer and start blowing my hair. The warm wind that blows over seems to have a fragrance

News is still being broadcast on TV

Last weekend, two female corpses appeared in an abandoned building in the western suburbs of Mihua City, Kyoto. The bodies showed signs of insulting during their lifetime. The cause of death was the same as the murder case that spread from Osaka. They died of taking the same poison. In addition to these two dead, the ninth deceased in this serial murder case has appeared, and the murderer is becoming more and more rampant...

On TV, Officer Memu, the fat man, made a statement with righteous words: Please rest assured that our police department will send additional police force to bring the murderer of this serial murder case to justice. Please give us some more time. Pay attention, single women should try not to walk alone at night and be vigilant...

Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but frown when he saw this. The murderer was so bold. The criminal came to the Mihua Market: Xiaolan, don't go out these nights, pay attention to protecting yourself.

Dad, I can do karate. Xiaolan put down the hair dryer and made two karate gestures. The spring light suddenly appeared between the collar of her pajamas

Well, Kogoro Mori, who was drinking water with a cup of water, couldn't help but spray it out. This scale is really not small, and it really has fat!!

Kogoro Maori suddenly remembers that the Kanto Karate Competition is about to begin: Speaking of which, Xiaolan, your karate competition is about to begin. Twenty years ago, your father, I almost won the martial arts competition championship, but unfortunately that competition was not held.

What kind of martial arts competition? I have never heard of Ah before. Didn’t my father win the karate competition championship?

Xiaolan finished blowing her hair, and the mystery cone finally disappeared. Her hairstyle was very fluffy, as if it was feminine.

Alas, it's all the past, I won't mention it anymore, but Dad is the champion of the karate competition, Xiaolan, you have to work hard too! Kogoro Mori tried hard to get Xiaolan

Hi, it just seemed that the training volume was a bit large during the previous training, and my ankle was a little injured. The coach asked me to take a good rest for a while. Xiaolan was quite distressed when she said this.

Are you injured? You child, why don’t you say Ah if you are injured! Kogoro Maori was very concerned and immediately went to find a bottle of medicinal wine. People who practice martial arts have regular medicinal wine at home

He pulled Xiaolan into the room: Xiaolan, dad has a unique way to treat these injuries

There are indeed ways to deal with these training injuries in the memory of Kogoro Maori's master-level karate skills.

But Kogoro Mouri just wanted to use his own treatment to help Koran heal the injury

Xiaolan obediently climbed up the tatami, spread her legs apart, then flipped her pajamas, revealing her crystal clear toes and white calves

The legs look fine and beautiful, but when Maori lifts Xiaolan's feet up, he can find that the tendons on the ankle are indeed damaged.

Kogoro Mori pressed his big hand, and Koran frowned: Ah, it hurts

After a while, Kogoro Mouri knew the reason. He poured some medicinal wine in his hand and then applied it on it. It was smooth and ten levels, no, so I can't do this. Maori secretly thought of the Mingwang curse.

Xiaolan, your coach's training method should have some problems. This kind of injury will only occur after years of accumulation. It may be that some movements have been done wrong.

Ah? What should I do? Xiaolan's mouth slightly opened

The karate competition is about to begin soon. When your foot injury heals, my dad personally trains you and will definitely let you win a championship. Kogoro Mouri smiled indifferently and used the treatment technique secretly.

Xiaolan felt that there was an amazing heat in Maori Kogoro's hands, and then the tendons in his ankles were even more scattered, and he couldn't help but scream comfortably.

She immediately reacted, covered her mouth with her little hand, looked up at Maori, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Kogoro Mouri smiled in his heart, but he was still burying his head with medicinal wine to help Xiaolan massage

After the massage, Xiaolan stretched out her ankle and rotated it: Alas, it's so amazing Ah, Dad, it really doesn't hurt at all

Kogoro Mori looked at Xiaolan with a happy look and nodded with satisfaction.