Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

Actually, tonight.

The first person to fire a shot was Shuichi Akai.

The news of Akemi Miyano's death was a huge blow to him. Although he had always maintained a calm and indifferent expression, he still lost his composure when the news actually happened.

Otherwise, given his usual style, he wouldn't have opened fire on someone immediately upon seeing them, and wouldn't have killed them instantly, only seriously wounded them.

Judy sighed, "We were just assuming things and treating the third party like fools. We should remember this lesson."

James Black nodded: "Yes, we were far too careless this time. We should have contacted the local police and acted together. Sigh... it's too late to say anything now."

He truly regretted it.

They forgot their true abilities.

He should have contacted everyone involved to take down Gin and his crew in one fell swoop; there was no need to let them go it alone.

Most importantly, they were afraid of leaks. This time there were only three people. If the two sides hadn't been relatively far apart, someone might have really been killed.

If he had another chance, he decided that even if he didn't want the credit, he would still inform the people here.

What a pity...

"All right."

Judy said something, glanced at her bandaged wound, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shuichi Akai looked at his arm, slowly stood up, walked to the window, looked at the night outside, and remained silent.

James Black came to his side and comforted him, saying, "It's okay, there will definitely be other opportunities. This was just an accident, and I believe it won't happen again next time."

Shuichi Akai said in a hoarse voice, "No, I know Gin. What happened tonight should have been a wake-up call for them. I reckon they'll quiet down now."

Judy said, "In that case, why don't we take the initiative this time?"

James Black asked curiously, "How do you mean by taking the initiative?"

Judy's eyes flickered, and she said seriously, "We'll devise a big plan and let them find out. As long as we're careful, we should be able to lure them out."

James Black remained silent, contemplating the feasibility of this approach.

Luring out members of the Black Organization is an extremely difficult task, and it's quite possible to end up losing both the organization and its members.

Shuichi Akai shook his head slightly: "You don't need to get involved in this matter. I will investigate it in my own way. I believe it won't be long before I meet them again."

His voice was deep.

His gaze, fixed on the view outside the window, flickered with emotion, as if he were lost in thought.

At this moment, he gives the impression of a gun, a loaded gun, ready to deliver a fatal bullet to the enemy at any time.

Shiraishi Osamu's side.

He didn't linger in Mihua Park; he's already downstairs at his apartment building.

The lights at the Mori Detective Agency across the street were off, but the lights were still on on the second floor downstairs in his building.

He knew that the second floor belonged to Vermouth, so the lights were on, which made his eyes light up slightly, and he quickly went upstairs.

Everything seemed to be going wrong today, but he was surprised to find such a wonderful surprise on his way home, which made him feel that the day hadn't been a complete loss after all.

"Crack!"

The door wasn't locked, so he pushed it open and went inside.

really……

Vermouth was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, sipping a strangely flavored absinthe.

A smile flashed across her alluring face upon Shiraishi Xiu's arrival. She then finished her drink and said with a faint smile:

"Why didn't you go to Mihana Park tonight? Didn't you say you weren't scared...?"

"Uh...this..."

Shiraishi Xiu was a little embarrassed, so he walked over and sat down next to her, explaining:

"Actually, I was just late... You have no idea, when I arrived at the scene and saw the complete mess, I was totally stunned." Vermouth paused, then threw her head back and burst into laughter:

"Haha...hahaha...interesting, really interesting. I wonder what kind of expressions Gin and the other person on the other side will have when they find out this news, but I bet it will be quite interesting."

She is genuinely happy right now.

Gin was imagining all sorts of things because Shiraishi Osamu didn't come, but he never expected the reason to be so simple.

If the people on both sides found out, I wonder what kind of interesting expressions they would have on their faces.

soon……

After Vermouth finished her merriment, she raised her glass and gently swirled it: "Would you like to try some absinthe?"

Shiraishi Xiu glanced at the newly opened bottle of wine on the table, couldn't help but shudder, and shook his head: "It's late at night, I don't have much time today, and I don't really feel like drinking."

"Oh...it won't take much time, two hours will be enough."

"Well..."

Shiraishi Xiu pondered seriously, hesitating whether to agree or not, otherwise he would be discovered if he went back smelling of alcohol.

Vermouth narrowed her eyes slightly, a languid expression appearing on her face. Thinking of something else, she said softly:

"By the way, did you kill Akemi Miyano?"

"Yes."

"Who is that woman upstairs who looks exactly the same?"

"It's just that they look alike. I believe you've already seen Akemi Miyano's body, so that can't be faked, right?"

"Ah."

Vermouth nodded. They had indeed seen and confirmed that Miyano Akemi's body was genuine, without any trace of disguise.

Therefore, they accepted Shiraishi Osamu's explanation that the woman upstairs only looked very similar and could not possibly be someone who had been resurrected from the dead; that would be too absurd.

As for why Shiraishi Osamu killed Miyano Akemi, that was not within her concern.

Anyway, she was an insignificant woman; once she died, she was gone.

Osamu Shiraishi poured himself a glass of absinthe, his face showing an eager expression:

"Come on, cheers!"

"Okay, cheers..."

[I was put in the dark room in the previous chapter, appealing, and I don't know how long that will take.]

[I feel really wronged. I didn't write anything excessive. Sigh...]

Chapter 0195: A Routine Morning

The next day.

It was still dark outside, and the surroundings were still a bit pitch black.

However, there are already a few pedestrians in the city, which brings a lot of life to the city.

Under an iron bridge, a modern woman carrying a bag looks flustered and uneasy as she walks towards her home.

It was very dark around, with very few streetlights, giving it a particularly eerie feel.

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

The sound of women's high heels echoed all around her. She would glance back every now and then and could see a dark figure following her dozens of meters away.

As soon as the woman stopped, the shadowy figure behind her also stopped.

"Gah..."

A sudden, strange noise startled her.

She looked to the side and saw that a metal swing in the park next door was swaying back and forth, making a very loud noise.

This scene sent chills down her spine, and cold sweat broke out involuntarily. She also began to quicken her pace slightly.

As she sped up, the shadowy figure behind her also began to accelerate.

The two footsteps began to overlap, and the sounds even grew closer together.

The woman's heart was also pounding.

420 Suddenly a figure appeared in front of the woman, dressed in black, wearing a black hat and black gloves.

"what!!!!!!!"

The woman screamed in fright, startling the figure in front of her.

"Ok?"

Fei Yingli looked at the woman in bewilderment, a chill running down her spine; she was quite frightened.

She woke up exceptionally early today and found that it wasn't high outside yet, so she put on her sportswear and prepared to go for a run to get some exercise.

Unexpectedly, the woman ran up to her and suddenly screamed, almost scaring her out of her wits.

The woman then realized what had happened and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I thought it was that perverted man stalking me."

After saying that, without waiting for Eri's reply, he buried his head and ran away.

"A man? A perverted stalker?"

Eri Kisaki glanced at the path the woman had run down, but saw nothing there. She ripped off her hat and curled her lip in disdain.

"There's nothing there. If there really was, I'd beat him to a pulp. Sigh... It's almost dawn, time to go back, take a shower, and go to work."

Turning her head, wiping the sweat from her forehead, Eri Kisaki slowly walked home.

She doesn't seem to be bullied by Shiraishi Osamu at all now. She's not afraid of any perverted stalkers or anything like that. If they dare to show up, she might actually take action.

And not far away...

Inside the public phone booth, a bespectacled man silently watched the direction the woman had fled, paying no attention to Eri Kisaki.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.