Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

This is intolerable!

He went up to the door and started knocking.

As the "bang bang bang" sounds rang out, Shiraishi Xiu's innocent voice also came out:

“That applies to good people,” Eri Kisaki’s voice, tinged with amusement, came from behind the door.

"...Fine, I'll still go to your office tomorrow. I don't believe you won't go to work."

"You wouldn't dare."

One small mistake and the whole game is lost.

"Attorney Fei, you should have basic integrity. How could you do this?"

"I dare."

"You wouldn't dare."

"I dare."

"Alright..." Eri's calm voice rang out, and she said gently, "You're acting a little strange today. Calm down and don't do anything impulsive."

"I……"

Shiraishi Osamu was about to retort when he suddenly froze, then gradually calmed down.

yes……

He did seem rather strange today.

He was full of aggression and had an intense desire for the things he liked.

Upon further reflection, I realized I've become arrogant lately; otherwise, I wouldn't have done something like this.

"call……"

He let out a soft breath, looked at the door, and smiled: "Thank you, Attorney Fei. You seem rather restless lately. Goodbye."

Inside the door.

Eri Kisaki watched Shiraishi leave through the peephole before finally relaxing.

Take a break.

She collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

When Shiraishi Shuichi arrived at her house, she noticed that his eyes had changed, filled with intense desire and impulse. If he hadn't maintained some rationality, she felt she would have been in serious trouble.

Although she escaped unscathed this time, it was partly due to her intelligence, but more importantly, it was due to Shiraishi Xiu's rationality. Otherwise, she really wouldn't have been able to deal with a crazed man, and he might have succeeded.

I rested for a while.

She got up and went to the bathroom. Looking at her beautiful face in the mirror, she couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"Kogoro Mouri, you blind bastard! I'm so beautiful, and you said no one would pursue me. You're not even worried about me! I must have been blind to marry you. Sigh..."

After she finished speaking, her face turned red.

Thinking of Shiraishi Osamu, ten years of solitude, suddenly a pebble broke the silence, creating ripples.

For some reason, the image of Shiraishi Osamu suddenly appeared in her mind, and she wanted to hug his strong back, and also wanted him to hug her.

"Snapped!"

Eri suddenly slapped herself on the forehead, waking herself up. Her face flushed, she ran inside to take a shower, muttering to herself:

"Eri Kisaki, Eri Kisaki, you're really obsessed with men, you're not ashamed at all, you just rejected him..."

Osamu Shiraishi was on his way home.

A sudden gust of cold wind blew by, startling him and bringing him back to his senses.

"Wait a minute. Even if I've become arrogant, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with this incident..."

He glanced back in the direction of Eri's house and couldn't help but twitch his lips. He hadn't expected to be fooled, and that he had even chosen to believe it.

I glanced at the night sky.

I checked the time on my watch again; it was midnight.

Finding a secluded corner, the transforming metal covered its entire body, instantly transforming into a battle suit and soaring into the sky.

He was going to find Yukiko.

If it doesn't work with Eri, then it definitely will work with Yukiko.

After all, that woman wanted to kill him, so he had to teach her a good lesson this time.

that's it……

Above Beika Town.

A flash of light appeared rapidly in the darkness.

Chapter 0179: The Real and Fake Yukiko

night.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Kudo House.

In the bedroom.

Shiraishi Osamu came out after taking a shower and looked at Yukiko, who was lounging on the bed, and asked curiously:

"You're acting strange today. Why aren't you thinking about killing me? The time to do so has already passed."

"Ha ha……"

A hint of amusement flashed in Yukiko's eyes. She lightly flicked her fingernails and said casually:

"I never expected you to have this kind of hobby, and even enjoy having people kill you. If you really need me to kill you, then I wouldn't mind."

"bring it on!"

Shiraishi Xiu's lips curled up slightly, preparing to punish the other party severely once he was captured. This time, he would definitely do something outrageous.

then……

His expression froze.

Under the room lights.

Yukiko, lying on the bed, pulled out a Browning M1906 pocket pistol.

Diameter: 6.35mm.

Overall gun length: 114mm.

Barrel length: 53.5mm.

Osamu Shiraishi maintained his stiff expression, but his eyes were silently scrutinizing Yukiko in front of him. In his memory, there seemed to be only one acquaintance who used this pistol.

That is—Vermouth.

At this moment, Shiraishi Osamu finally remembered the differences between the two women and was basically certain that the Yukiko in front of him was definitely not the real Yukiko, but Vermouth.

"Ugh……"

Unable to suppress a sigh, Shiraishi Osamu gave a wry smile. Just as he was about to reveal her real name, he changed his words again: "Who are you? Where's Yukiko?"

Yukiko still didn't put away the pistol, her eyes filled with a deep smile: "Aren't you supposed to have a very sensitive nose? Go and smell it yourself."

"Humph!"

Shiraishi Osamu grumbled, though he didn't know what Vermouth was up to, he didn't recommend playing these games with her.

He took a light sniff of the air, and immediately raised an eyebrow.

He looked directly at the large wardrobe not far from the bed and saw that the wardrobe door was not closed and there was a big gap, which made him twitch his lips.

He walked over and opened it.

With a squeak!

The scene inside was also revealed.

The real Yukiko had her hands and feet bound, and her mouth was gagged with a cloth, but her eyes were fixed on the fake Yukiko on the bed, as if she wanted to tear her to pieces.

"Hehe..." Yukiko chuckled softly, then turned to Shiraishi Shuu and asked, "So, what do you think of this game?"

"No way."

"Ugh, how boring."

"...Um, I remember there was a child living in this house. Did you kill him?"

"Didn't you see him when we arrived? He was sleeping in another room, and I drugged him."

"Oh?"

Shiraishi Osamu breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Vermouth would kill Conan, which would be the end of the world, and the world of immortality would be gone, and life would return to normal.

Regarding Conan.

He doesn't want to kill anyone right now.

When I've lived long enough, I'll kill him then, and maybe that will restore the world to normal.

“Uh…uh…” Yukiko made a strange sound, frantically gesturing to Shiraishi Osamu with her eyes, and then looking at the fake Yukiko.

Shiraishi Xiu glanced at her a few times and said irritably, "You knew it was fake earlier and didn't make a sound, but now you're making a sound. Is it because she didn't kill me that you feel regretful?"

Yukiko immediately stopped struggling, glancing sideways at Shiraishi Osamu and also at the fake Yukiko.

Shiraishi Osamu was right.

Although she was quite scared and a little panicked when she was first kidnapped.

But when she found out she was going to play with Shiraishi Osamu, she felt relieved and hoped that the man in front of her would be caught off guard.

It turned out that it was all a lie. The fake woman was only after pleasure and didn't take any further action, which infuriated her.

"Alright, you guys have fun, I'm leaving."

After Yukiko finished speaking, she opened the door and left on her own.