Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

Eri Kisaki smiled so broadly her eyes almost closed, her hand already resting on her chin, and nodded slightly: "It was bound to happen sooner or later."

Shiraishi Osamu shook his head with a smile: "But speaking of which, the magazine photos were pretty good, they made you look very beautiful."

Eri nodded matter-of-factly: "That's what everyone says."

Shiraishi Osamu couldn't play anymore; he just felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

This woman... I never expected her to be this kind of woman.

But thinking about it, it's quite normal. She used to be all alone and had to protect herself. Now that she has someone to talk to, she probably unconsciously revealed her true personality.

"cough……"

Eri coughed, blushed slightly, picked up her bag and stood up: "Well, I'll head back now, it's almost dark."

"I send you."

"No need, I still need to sort out this matter. I hope I can offer Ms. Kurosawa some assistance, so..."

As Eri Kisaki spoke, she looked at Osamu Shiraishi and smiled very gently: "Please don't bother me during this time."

"Okay, sure." Shiraishi Xiu nodded with a smile.

Eri Kisaki nodded at him as well.

She left Mihana TV station with her bag.

As he watched her figure recede into the distance, Shiraishi Xiu was about to leave when a gentle voice sounded behind him—

“o'Mr. Shiraishi”.

"Ok?"

When Shiraishi Osamu turned around, he saw Okino Yoko walking out of the TV station.

Today she was dressed in a sophisticated urban style, and looked much more mature than before.

Upon seeing her, he was reminded of what he had done at the Beika Hotel last time, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Mr. Shiraishi".

Yoko Okino called out and came up to Osamu Shiraishi: "What are you doing here?"

As she finished speaking, she couldn't help but blush.

She still vividly remembers what happened at the Beihu Restaurant last time; the embarrassment and indignation she felt then made her unable to forget that scene for the rest of her life.

But when he saw Shiraishi Osamu again, he couldn't help but want to get closer, like a moth drawn to a flame.

"Ha ha……"

Shiraishi Osamu burst into laughter: "I came with a friend. Are you also recording (Ma Le Zhao)'s show today?"

"Yes, it just ended."

"I see... By the way, about what happened last time..."

"It's okay!"

Yoko Okino quickly called out, then lowered her head and said weakly:

"It's all my own fault. I misunderstood. It has nothing to do with Mr. Shiraishi."

Looking at this woman, Shiraishi Xiu really didn't know what to say; it seemed he was being a little too gentle.

Shiraishi Osamu knew he was in the wrong last time, so he decided to make amends:

"Um, Ms. Yoko, I heard there's a really popular art museum lately. How about I invite you to go check it out?"

"I...I don't have time right now...but it won't matter if there's no problem in three days."

"Okay, let's go together in three days. I'll call you then."

A hint of surprise flashed in Yoko Okino's eyes, and she nodded shyly.

Chapter 0205: Yukiko's New Tactics

night.

The stars are shining brightly.

In the rented room that Kurosawa Shizuka temporarily rented.

She sat at a table, holding a framed photo of herself and her husband.

The two people in the photo were smiling very happily and looked very blissful, but now that I look at it, it's all fake.

All those vows of eternal love and promises of forever have become meaningless in the end; not a single one of them has ever been kept.

Her bright eyes were misty, and her thin body trembled slightly. She stared at the photo frame for a long time before slowly putting it down and looking at the telephone next to her.

After hesitating for a while, she picked up the receiver, ready to talk to her husband.

Just then--

"Ding dong..."

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Kurosawa Shizuka was stunned for a moment, then thought of her husband and rushed to the door. Looking through the peephole, she wanted to run away, but for some reason her legs felt weak.

There was a man wearing a hard hat standing at the door with his head down, doing something that was unclear.

Just as she was feeling somewhat lost and frightened, the man outside the door spoke—

"A registered letter, containing a document from Ms. Kurosawa Shizuka."

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

427. "What?"

Kurosawa Shizuka was stunned, her emotions suddenly fluctuating wildly.

She had just dealt with something like this the day before with the help of lawyer Eri Kisaki, but now it was happening to her.

the other side.

It was also under the night sky.

Kudo House.

In the living room.

The two sat on the sofa.

Yukiko, with lipstick on her lips, watery eyes, and slightly flushed cheeks, looked at the man in front of her.

At this moment, Shiraishi Xiu is talking nonsense with a straight face:

"It's only been a few days, and you can't even keep going."

Yukiko's eyes were full of smiles, a feeling of triumph over a wicked scheme.

“I spend so much time with you every night, and now you’re going back on your word.”

Listening to these words, and looking at the somewhat anxious man opposite her, she felt that this kind of torment was also quite enjoyable.

"You've really disappointed me. Didn't you say you wanted to kill me this way? Why are you not interested now? I was waiting for you to kill me."

(badj) "That."

"what!"

Shiraishi Xiu glared at her. Even at this point, this woman still dared to interrupt him. She was really being a bit arrogant.

Yukiko crossed her long, beautiful legs, blinked her alluring eyes gently, and said softly:

"Mr. Shiraishi, aren't you thirsty after talking for so long?"

"I……"

Shiraishi Xiu almost spat out blood. He had been talking for so long, and his purpose was already obvious. How could she ask him if his mouth was dry? If it weren't for his good temper, and the fact that the woman in front of him was one of his future harem members, she might have already started to play for real.

"woman!"

Because Shiraishi Xiu leaned forward slightly, he was now right in front of her, inhaling the fragrance emanating from her, and slowly said:

"I'll give you a chance, keep killing me."

"Um?"

Yukiko responded, but the sound came from her nose, a sound that is often more pleasant and irresistible than spoken words.

"That's all the reaction you're going to have?"

"Um... Mr. Shiraishi, is it alright if I don't go home? Aren't I going to work tomorrow?"

"You don't need to worry about that. I have enough money to support you. I have a lot of money, a small shop, and two jobs where I can get paid even if I don't work."

"Oh?"

Yukiko let out that irresistibly charming voice again, put her legs down, and gently rubbed them together a few times.

Suddenly, due to the movement, the red strap on her shoulder slipped down, and she naturally pulled it back up.

"Gurgle..."

Shiraishi Osamu swallowed hard. The captivating scene made him feel a little out of control.

If Yukiko hadn't been able to stay rational, she would have been in danger tonight.

"cough……"

Shiraishi Osamu coughed, sat back up on the sofa, and decided to change the subject:

"By the way, where's your son?"

"Shinichi, he's been busy with a case lately, so he hasn't been home."

"No, I was talking about Conan."

"Conan?"

Yukiko's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face. One hand touched her abdomen, the other her cheek, their fingers pressed together at that angle to support her body. She said, feigning surprise:

"What does my son have to do with Conan? He's just a relative's child. You don't think he's my illegitimate son, do you? How could that be... You're my second man. If you think I'm dirty, you can leave."

She said these things on purpose to anger Shiraishi Xiu and make him leave.