Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

As soon as Eri finished listening, she hung up in annoyance.

Because she hadn't ordered any sushi, she knew this was definitely the work of the mastermind, designed to scare and terrify her.

"Huff... huff..."

Her body rose and fell with anger, and her emotions began to tighten slowly.

"Beep beep beep..." The phone that had fallen to the ground suddenly rang again, startling the kitten so much that it jumped up on the spot.

Eri Kisaki was also startled and turned her head away. She suppressed her panic and slowly walked over, looking at the caller ID on the screen—a public phone.

I bent down, picked it up, gritted my teeth, and "click," the call connected.

"Rumble..."

A loud rumbling sound came from inside, and Eri recognized it immediately as the sound of the subway. But before she could ask any questions, the phone went dead with a busy signal.

"hateful……"

Fei Yingli was furious. She paced back and forth in the hall, and finally picked up her bag and left home.

She decided not to sleep tonight.

She was going to work at her own firm, and she was really curious to see if anyone would come to cause trouble tonight.

A dozen minutes later

She went to her own firm.

She had just arrived in the corridor outside the office when she heard some strange noises.

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

The sound came from around the corner ahead, making the whole corridor look a bit eerie, and a sense of oppression seemed to suddenly arise out of nowhere.

Eri Kisaki tiptoed forward, carefully carrying her bag, her steps slow and deliberate.

As I approached the corner and slowly peeked out, I saw a series of photographs.

On the door of the agency, there were photos of her pasted all over, with a small red ball nail stuck in the eye of each photo.

Meanwhile, a person was squatting at the gate, pasting photos one by one, repeating the action over and over again, the sounds of which were crisp and pleasant.

When she looked at this person, Eri Kisaki's eyes were filled with disbelief. She immediately covered her mouth and gasped:

"It's you……"

The figure paused, slowly turned her head, her face was full of tears, her eyes were red, and she stared straight at Eri.

Eri Kisaki leaned against the wall beside her, her eyes reddening, and looked at Shizuka Kurosawa, whispering:

"So it was you. Why did you do this..."

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

The sound of crying echoed down the corridor; it was Shizuka Kurosawa crying, a sob she couldn't suppress.

Half an hour later...

The moon rises above the middle of the treetops.

Downstairs from Fei Law Firm.

Osamu Shiraishi rushed over. Upstairs, Eri Kisaki's office was brightly lit, while downstairs, Shizuka Kurosawa sat on the floor, knees bent and hugging his knees.

"Ugh……"

He couldn't help but sigh. He had already heard about the matter from Eri Kisaki's phone call, and it was pretty much what he had guessed.

"Oh, right, this is for you."

Shiraishi Osamu handed her a timetable and then hurried upstairs.

Kurosawa Shizuka looked at the timetable in front of her. It recorded the time and arranged the schedule, and her name appeared many times.

She wasn't stupid; she could tell at a glance that this was the timetable that Eri Kisaki had set for her.

Eri Kisaki never forgot her; she always remembered it vividly.

Looking at the chart, her tears, which had already stopped, started flowing again.

第0214章：妃英理源；发,自；9*8：0，。2'0:5;8.5'6发?终沦陷

upstairs.

When Shiraishi Osamu arrived at Eri Kisaki's office, she was sitting quietly in her seat, silently drinking a cup of coffee, seemingly without a care in the world, just like any other day.

Upon hearing Shiraishi Xiu's arrival, he simply smiled and said softly, "It's so late, thank you for your trouble."

Looking at her smiling face, Shiraishi Xiu asked with a hint of worry, "Are you alright?"

"I am fine."

After speaking, she slowly lowered her head, making it impossible for Shiraishi Xiu to see her expression, but her voice continued:

"I have been living alone for the past ten years. The biggest change is in my tea-drinking habit."

"My favorite thing used to be drinking tea and chatting, but now I have no one to chat with, and I feel very lonely."

Shiraishi Osamu sat down opposite her, listening silently without disturbing her, acting as a loyal audience member.

Eri Kisaki seemed to take a breath and continued:

"I understood when I met her."

"I think she feels the same way..."

"Although it's a small matter, I hope someone can listen to her feelings."

"I understand that divorce clients are generally emotionally and physically unstable, and I doubt anyone would approach a lawyer with a calm mindset when getting a divorce."

“Actually, you…” Shiraishi Osamu was about to say something.

pity……

Eri Kisaki interrupted him:

"Of course, I know myself that lawyers have to deal with so many people, not just one person."

“I’ve always known that my clients are difficult to deal with, and I hope they can make some decisions for themselves.”

"But if negotiations fail, the blame will fall on the lawyer, leaving you caught in the middle."

"I have done a good job of handling the matters assigned by the client."

"That's right. When the client's attitude is ambiguous, the lawyer is of no use. That's the normal theory."

Eri Kisaki is asking and answering her own questions here. It's unclear who she's speaking to. It could be for herself, for the only audience member, Osamu Shiraishi, or even for Shizuka Kurosawa, who isn't even there.

She paused for a moment, then softened her tone:

"However, sometimes, conventional reasoning can hurt the other party...々II..."

"So, I turned her into this..."

"But I really want to help her."

“That’s right, that’s it. I should have made her understand sooner instead of letting her discover it on her own.”

"If we had made her understand sooner, if we had let her know, things wouldn't have turned out this way."

"None of this would have happened."

The words ended...

A hush fell over the office.

When Shiraishi Osamu saw Eri Kisaki like this for the first time, he felt both heartache and pity, but he didn't know how he could help her.

"call……"

Eri raised her head, sniffed hard, wiped away the tears welling in her eyes, gently patted her cheeks, and gave herself a big smile. She said to herself:

"Very good, Eri Kisaki! Your self-reflection is complete. You should continue to work hard and keep going."

"you……"

"I'm fine now."

Eri Kisaki gave Osamu Shiraishi a bright smile, picked up her bag, and walked out, leaving Osamu Shiraishi standing there in a daze.

She came downstairs.

Upon discovering that Kurosawa Shizuka had already left, he paused for a moment, smiled, and strode forward.

A dozen minutes later...

She returned home.

This time, I no longer felt the fear I had at the beginning, and I felt completely relaxed.

"Beep beep beep..." Suddenly, the phone rang.

When Eri saw it, she realized it was a public phone, but she was no longer afraid and answered it immediately.

"Hello?"

"Rumble..."

The response was the sound of the subway, and then the call was immediately disconnected, followed by a busy tone.

Eri Kisaki felt a chill run down her spine, and panic and disbelief resurfaced in her eyes.

Kurosawa Shizuka has already admitted it, so there's no point in her making these kinds of calls anymore. But now the phone is ringing again, and it's the same kind of call she made at the beginning. That proves it's not Kurosawa Shizuka. So who is behind all this?

Eri suddenly felt unsafe in the house, so she quickly found Osamu Shiraishi's phone and dialed it...

the other side.

Under the glittering starlight.

Sitting in a phone booth next to the subway, Shiraishi Osamu silently hung up the phone, a sly smile slowly spreading across his face.

Sure enough, in just a few seconds