Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

Just as he was starting to get impatient, a woman's voice came from inside the house—

"The door's unlocked, come in!"

Shiraishi Xiu paused for a moment, then pushed open the door and entered. In an instant, he saw the woman in the hall and immediately pointed his gun at her.

The room was very clean; to be precise, apart from a sofa and a table, there was nothing else there.

The woman sat quietly on the sofa with her legs crossed, a bottle of wine in front of her, and a wine glass in her hand, gently swirling the wine inside.

When Shiraishi Osamu saw the woman and realized he recognized her, he breathed a sigh of relief. This was none other than Vermouth, whom he had met before.

Vermouth, seeing Shiraishi Osamu holding the gun, remained completely calm, comfortably narrowing her eyes and saying indifferently:

"We meet again, Inspector Shiraishi..."

"So, what does that mean?"

"What do you mean? That's hilarious!"

Vermouth squinted at Shiraishi Osamu, a very amusing smirk on her face:

"You dare to kiss any woman you see? I'm just letting you experience the terror of women. This time I'm being very gentle. If it were anyone else, I would have made them wish they were dead."

How did you know it was mine?

"Ha ha……"

Vermouth smiled and said nothing, only glancing briefly at the watch on his wrist.

Shiraishi Osamu glanced down at his watch and suddenly realized that he had used the spider silk function once in New York and once at the Beika Aquarium. He guessed that this was what had exposed him.

He guessed that the reason Vermouth didn't act was probably because of the way he and Ran had unintentionally saved her when they were in New York.

Thinking of all this, he put the pistol away. Besides, the other party hadn't hurt Shimabukuro Kimie last time, so he wouldn't hurt the other party either.

Vermouth chuckled again, gently brushing a strand of her long, soft hair behind her ear, and said with amusement, "I have a bottle of absinthe here, would you like to try some?"

Shiraishi Xiu slowly walked to the table, looked at the bottle of wine, then at her: "What do you mean by this?"

Vermouth took a sip of her drink, stretched slowly, and exhaled softly, "It probably means exactly what it says. You dared to kiss me first last time, so you're not afraid to even have a drink this time, are you?"

Shiraishi Xiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly said:

"grandmother."

"Ok?"

Vermouth looked stunned, not understanding what this meant.

Shiraishi Osamu's lips curled up slightly. He had been led by the nose since he first came in, and now it was finally his turn to fight back.

He said with a smile:

"I mean, you're old enough to be my grandmother."

Vermouth's surprised expression vanished, and she slowly lowered her head, her hair obscuring her face. Her body trembled slightly as she laughed.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

The laughter was very pleasant to hear, but it grew increasingly sinister and eerie, sending chills down one's spine.

for a long time……

The laughter finally subsided, and she raised her head again, staring at Shiraishi Xiu with a very dangerous look in her eyes:

"Little brother, there are some things you can't say. Otherwise, you might not even know how you died."

"Who knows?"

Shiraishi Osamu shrugged, glanced at the room which was indeed too clean, and finally had no choice but to sit down next to the woman in front of him.

"Ah……"

Vermouth chuckled coldly, took out a cigarette, and silently began to smoke.

0. Requesting flowers.......

She needed to calm herself down. Although the man next to her was infuriating, she didn't want to lose her temper. In her line of work, the most important thing was to stay rational, otherwise it would be a very dangerous situation.

A wisp of smoke filled the room, and when the cigarette burned out, her expression returned to its original confidence and captivating charm.

She leaned back on the sofa, slowly stretched out her long, alluring legs and placed them on the table in front of her. She picked up the wine glass on the table, gently swirled the wine inside, and a smile appeared on her lips. As if thinking of something, she took a sip and handed it to Shiraishi Xiu.

Shiraishi Xiu stared at the wine glass, especially at the several purple lipstick marks on the rim, and fell silent, unsure of what to do.

0 ....

Seeing that Shiraishi remained motionless, Vermouth wasn't in a hurry and slowly said:

"Oh, and let me tell you something else. Be careful of that woman. If you can't resist her beauty, you'll suffer a lot."

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi Osamu's mind began to race, trying to figure out which woman Vermouth was referring to. One face after another flashed through his mind, finally settling on one woman's face: Yukiko.

"You're meddling a bit too much."

Shiraishi Osamu didn't mention the matter, took the glass, and downed it in one gulp.

Vermouth smiled and asked:

How does it taste?

"Well, it's a little strange, I'm not really into this kind of wine."

"Hehe, maybe you'll get used to it."

"So, all you've done is to say you're interested in me, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. Women are very complex creatures. They can be moved in an instant, and they can fall in love in an instant. Of course, they can also forget everything in an instant."

After Vermouth finished speaking, she paused, then gave a meaningful look before continuing:

"I also have a second type of absinthe here, would you like to try it?"

"Is that so... I just hope it's better than the first absinthe."

"Hehe, you just need to make sure you don't get too caught up in it." (He said.)

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Chapter 0152: The Taste of Absinthe

I don't know how long it's been.

When Shiraishi Osamu woke up, the room was already dark.

Out of the corner of my eye, I seemed to spot a figure. I turned my head and saw Elmo by the window, staring at the Mori office across the street.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, bathing the woman in a mysterious beauty.

To be honest, Shiraishi Osamu's heart skipped a beat again. She was like a poppy; once you were hooked, you might never be able to get rid of her.

"cough……"

Shiraishi Xiu coughed lightly, trying to attract the woman's attention, but she stood there motionless, ignoring him completely.

Shiraishi Osamu could only helplessly rub his nose, grab the clothes beside him and put them on, then slowly walked up behind her, gently hugged her waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and stared at the still-lit Mouri Detective Agency across the street, asking:

Are you looking at Xiaolan?

Vermouth stretched out her fair and slender hand and gently stroked the man's face on her shoulder, her nail-painted fingers lightly tracing every part of his face.

A witch's smile returned to her face, and she spoke in a voice that was both real and illusory:

"Don't get too close to me, because I'm a woman with a heart of stone, and I won't treat you like other women just because we're close."

The night breeze blew in from outside.

The curtains swayed slightly in the breeze, which also ruffled their hair.

Outside is a world of dazzling lights and vibrant colors.

Everything at night brings out a different kind of beauty in this city.

On this beautiful and bustling night, a man and a woman nestled together by the window, creating a scene of extraordinary tranquility, as if they were in a completely different world from the outside.

"Ha ha……"

Shiraishi Xiu laughed, ignoring the warning and murderous intent in his words. He reached out and grabbed the little hand that was making a funny face, and smiled:

"I personally think I'm pretty shameless. Even if you're a free-flying bird, you still need a place to rest, right? So, would you be willing to build a nest next to me?"

Click!

Before he could get a response, a small pistol was pressed against his forehead.

Shiraishi Osamu was speechless. He really couldn't understand this woman and didn't know what she was up to now.

"Ha ha……"

Vermouth laughed innocently, but still didn't put down her pistol, and said with great pleasure:

Did you know that some animals will eat their mates after mating?

"for example?"

"Scorpions are almost everywhere, found in mountains, deserts, tropical regions, caves, and even the ruins of nuclear explosions. However, did you know that scorpions' greatest enemy is themselves? Statistics show that more than half of desert scorpions prey on their own kind. In most species of scorpions, it is usually the female that eats the male."

As Shiraishi Xiu listened to the woman's words and looked at her sinister and cold expression, his professional chef abilities activated again, and information about scorpions appeared in his mind, causing him to subconsciously say:

“What you said is also true. But sometimes there are opposite examples. How do male scorpions avoid being eaten? Many male scorpions will sting the female scorpion before or during mating to stun her and temporarily subdue her.”

"You know so much..."

Vermouth's cold expression vanished, replaced by a gentle smile. She reached out and lightly stroked the man's cheek, her alluring red lips beginning to move, and a sound followed:

"Do you know that this is a temporary measure taken by the male scorpion to avoid being eaten alive by the female scorpion after mating? So, are you ready to die?"

The woman looked at the man with utmost tenderness, her finger already on the trigger.

But the next second...

The woman's expression froze. Looking down, she saw that the man had taken out a Desert Eagle and was already pressing it against her abdomen.

Vermouth looked puzzled and asked curiously:

"I clearly searched your clothes, there's no way you could have hidden a handgun. Where did you hide it?"

"I can't tell you that, because you're a woman like a scorpion."