Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

Just when all three of them were busy.

A woman entered the office and, seeing the three people chatting happily inside, said timidly:

Excuse me, may I bother you?

"Hmm?" x3

The three of them paused simultaneously, then looked towards the doorway, only to find a woman walking in.

Eri looked at the woman and asked in surprise, "Aren't you the one I met this morning...?"

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She recognized the woman in front of her.

The woman who startled her when she went for a run before it was fully light had unexpectedly come to her office.

The woman gave Eri a shy smile.

Eri nodded, then shouted at Midori Kuriyama, "Kuriyama, why aren't you going to greet them at the door? You don't even know someone's here."

"I see."

Kuriyama Midori gave an embarrassed smile and quickly ran out of the office.

Eri Kisaki ignored Osamu Shiraishi on the other side, walked to her seat, and pointed to the seat opposite the woman.

The woman sat down and spoke up on her own initiative:

"My name is Kurosawa Shizuka, and the case I want to handle involves a stalker."

"Oh, do you know that stalker?"

"I know her; she was a colleague from my previous company."

Shiraishi Osamu quietly found a seat and listened to their conversation. It was time to get down to business, so he wouldn't cause any trouble.

After all, he can distinguish between what he should and shouldn't do.

However, he also felt a little regretful. He had originally planned to win over Eri Kisaki today, but it seemed that he might not have the chance.

Because it seems that Eri Kisaki devotes all her energy to lawsuits and doesn't waste any time on other things, she might revert to her domineering self and no longer be afraid of what she says.

Chapter 0197: The Wife-Protecting Maniac

Eri Kisaki nodded:

"I understand what you mean in general: a former colleague at the company acted like a perverted stalker."

"Yes, my husband and I are currently separated."

Eri looked up at Shizuka Kurosawa and for some reason, she suddenly thought of herself. But she didn't say anything. She just kept taking notes while secretly glancing at Osamu Shiraishi not far away.

Shiraishi Osamu noticed her gaze, gave her a wide smile, and startled Eri Kisaki, who quickly lowered her head to take notes.

Kurosawa Shizuka continued:

"I spoke with this colleague last week. I initially thought he was a trustworthy person... but unexpectedly... this colleague gradually..."

"So you're starting to pester me relentlessly, huh?"

"Yes, after I deliberately distanced myself, he actually followed me, secretly trailing behind me and hiding somewhere to spy on me, as if he were monitoring me..." 420

After Kurosawa Shizuka finished speaking, a look of fear appeared on her face.

She could tolerate it during the day, but problems often occurred in the middle of the night, and she's been so scared these past few days that she can hardly sleep.

Shiraishi Xiu interjected, "Did they call the police?"

Kurosawa Shizuka glanced at Shiraishi Osamu and nodded: "The police said the law can't help with this kind of situation."

Eri Kisaki stopped taking notes and asked, "Excuse me for being blunt, but could it be that you're overthinking things? Sometimes it's the client who's overthinking things, and in those situations, a lawyer can't help."

Kurosawa Shizuka lowered her head dejectedly: "So, there's no other way?"

Eri Kisaki smiled confidently: "No, such a loophole is not allowed by the country and it is impossible for it to exist. Now there is another law that allows for proof of content."

"Content proof?" Kurosawa Shizuka didn't quite understand.

"I know."

Shiraishi Osamu answered first, without even glancing at Eri Kisaki's dark expression, and continued:

"It means asking the other party not to do this again in the future, and then you can issue a warning document."

"Is that right?"

Kurosawa Shizuka looked at Eri Kisaki, the lawyer, wanting to hear what she had to say.

Eri Kisaki glared at Osamu Shiraishi, then nodded with a smile:

"Yes, the other party is an office worker and doesn't want others to know. So, this method should work. Please tell me the details of the victimization, and then send him a letter. If this person..."

If the behavior persists, you can apply for a protection order under the law to prevent the other party from approaching you and request police protection.

As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something amusing, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly as she looked at Shiraishi Xiu with a smile in her eyes.

Shiraishi Xiu felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze, and at the same time, he remembered what she had just said. His eyes widened immediately, revealing a threatening look.

Kurosawa Shizuka hesitated for a moment:

"But...I..."

"Don't worry, as a lawyer, I will take the initiative to talk to the other party on your behalf."

"really?"

"Yes, this is my business card, and my contact information is on it."

Eri Kisaki handed her her business card.

Kurosawa Shizuka took the business card, carefully placing it in her bag as if it were a precious treasure. She stood up and bowed to Kisaki Eri.

"Thank you for your help. Right now, all I can think about is the divorce, so I'll take my leave."

"Please take care."

Eri Kisaki smiled slightly.

Kurosawa Shizuya bowed to Shiraishi Shuichi and left with a relaxed smile.

As Kurosawa Shizuka left, Eri Kisaki's expression immediately fell, and she helplessly rubbed her temples.

Shiraishi Osamu asked curiously, "Is this matter very difficult?"

Eri sighed, "It's not that it's difficult, it's that this kind of person is troublesome. He's just stalking, he hasn't done anything wrong, so if you want to persuade him, you have to see if he knows what's good for him."

Shiraishi Xiu remained remarkably calm: "If you can't handle it, you can beg me, and I'll teach him a lesson."

Eri Kisaki glanced at him sideways: "Don't even think about abusing your power. You'd better not come with me, or it'll be quite troublesome if you mess things up."

"That won't do. That's a perverted stalker. I have to protect you."

"Hmm... alright. Let's leave this afternoon."

Time flies.

in the afternoon.

Inside a coffee shop.

Osamu Shiraishi sat in a corner, protecting Eri Kisaki, while watching her chat with a bespectacled man across from her.

The man gently wiped his spoon with a napkin, his tone unhurried: "What do you mean?"

Eri Kisaki patted the document on the table: "It's written very clearly on there."

The man glanced at the contents and let out a low chuckle: "Heh heh, you mean I'm a perverted stalker? How could that be?"

"But frequent phone calls and emails, and bringing up the separation without ever meeting you—doesn't that qualify as stalking?"

"That's called being kind to others."

Upon hearing this, Eri Kisaki's tone immediately became more serious: "What you might call kindness is actually painful for the person involved. Do you understand?"

The man slowly looked up at Eri Kisaki, then suddenly smiled: "I know you. You're often in magazines and on TV; you're a very famous lawyer. I looked you up online and found your name."

"and then?"

“I can find out anything, including your address and phone number…”

Before the man could finish speaking, Eri Kisaki placed a voice recorder on the table and said coldly, "What you're doing is intimidation. Do you want to continue?"

The man's expression immediately froze, and he lost all his previous pretentious air. He silently picked up his coffee and began to sip it, his eyes darting around.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and a man at the next table slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

Eri Kisaki's expression changed, and she sighed, "It's over, you can't blame me for this."

"What?" The man was puzzled by what he meant.

But the next second.

Shiraishi Xiu, who had slammed his fist on the table, walked over with a frosty expression, grabbed his tie, dragged him to the ground, and pulled him toward the coffee shop's restroom.

"Hey Hey hey!"

"Who are you, 3.9!"

"Let go!!"

"If you don't let go, I'm calling the police!"

The man kept shouting and struggling, startling the surrounding guests who watched the scene with a flurry of chatter.

The coffee shop manager and staff rushed over to ask what had happened, but by the time they arrived, the bathroom door was locked from the inside.

A little while later...

A pitiful scream came from inside, along with the sound of fists hitting flesh; it seemed the attacker was not holding back at all.

Eri watched all of this silently, her face gradually turning red, and she clutched her heart with her hand.

There she was...

At that moment, she felt a warm current and a strong sense of security, something she had rarely experienced in the past ten years.