Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

Shiraishi Osamu felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had indeed blinked faster than usual just now.

Miwako Sato continues:

"The fidgeting increases. When people lie, they want to hide their true feelings, and they feel anxious and uneasy. So their bodies will unconsciously make more fidgeting movements, such as fidgeting with their fingers or rings, rubbing their hands together, or touching a part of their body."

“An abnormal voice and tone. If you are talking to someone about a problem and they suddenly raise their voice or become very loud, it is very likely that they are exaggerating to cover up their inner weakness.”

“Asymmetrical or insincere smiles. Except for people whose smiles are naturally a little uneven, most people’s smiles are basically symmetrical. A genuine smile will cause wrinkles at the corners of the mouth, nose, and eyes, while a liar’s smile is more like what we call a ‘forced smile’, without any smile lines.”

"An expression lingers on the face for too long. Real expressions are actually fleeting and don't stay on for very long. So if a certain expression stays on a person's face for too long, then they may be faking something."

"Touching or wrinkling the nose. Just like when people blush when they are shy, research shows that when people lie, their noses become congested and swell by a few millimeters, so people will subconsciously touch or wrinkle their noses."

Just as Shiraishi Osamu was about to force a smile, he remembered Sato Miwako's words and immediately suppressed it, forcibly stabilizing his expression, his heartbeat quickening involuntarily.

Sato Miwako stopped spinning, placed her hand on the man's shoulder, and leaned close to his ear with a smile, saying in an incredibly gentle voice:

"Mr. Shiraishi, have you remembered the points mentioned above?"

"I……"

Just as Shiraishi Xiu uttered a single word, a pleasant female voice rang out from not far away—

"Mr. Shiraishi!"

Yoko Okino ran over, calling out to them with a happy smile.

Upon seeing her like this, Shiraishi Osamu's face turned green, and he was even a little afraid to look at Sato Miwako beside him.

Sato Miwako looked at Okino Yoko, who was also dressed in thick clothes, and deliberately asked, "What's going on here?"

Yoko Okino said apologetically, "Officer Sato, it's nothing. Mr. Shiraishi and I..."

0. Requesting flowers.......

"cough!"

"Ok?"

Yoko Okino glanced at the coughing Shiraishi Osamu, blinked her questioning eyes, and then smiled and continued:

"Actually, we..."

"Cough cough! Ugh..."

Just as Shiraishi Osamu coughed again, Sato Miwako quickly covered his mouth, a cold glint in her eyes, but she asked with a smile:

"Go on, I'm quite curious too. I wonder what Officer Shiraishi is doing instead of going to work today."

"……oh."

Yoko Okino nodded, but she wasn't stupid; she immediately realized that the atmosphere was off.

If she weren't smart, she would have been completely wiped out in the entertainment industry at her age.

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She blinked her bright eyes, displaying flawless acting skills, and smiled:

"Actually, I came here to thank Mr. Shiraishi for saving me on the bus. No, I meant to thank us."

Is this all?

"Yes, I'll be leaving now."

Yoko Okino bowed to Osamu Shiraishi, whose mouth was covered, and then jogged away.

Although I was disappointed that the date didn't continue, I knew that Shiraishi Osamu probably had something important to do, so I didn't bother him any further.

"Ha ha……"

Sato Miwako released Shiraishi Osamu, gave him a cold laugh, scrutinized him for a few moments, then turned and went to attend to other matters, leaving Shiraishi Osamu somewhat bewildered.

the other side.

Yukiko glanced at Shiraishi Osamu in the distance, wanting to go over and say something.

But after thinking it over, he gave up and quietly led the group of young detectives away, since he had already asked all the questions he needed to ask.

As for Shiraishi Xiu...

This can be discussed later; there's no rush to deal with it now.

Ai originally wanted to tell Shiraishi Osamu, but the feeling of fear that had been lingering hadn't disappeared, so she chose to leave with Yukiko first.

Judy, Dr. Araide, and Shuichi Akai also finished giving their statements and left, but each of them glanced at Osamu Shiraishi as they left.

Shuichi Akai walked alone, speaking softly into the small microphone under his collar:

"Due to an unforeseen accident, we were unable to continue the tracking. The target has left the scene. I will reinvestigate afterward. Over."

Chapter 0227: Bayonetta's Manipulation

Before we knew it, it was dark.

Osamu Shiraishi was detained by the Metropolitan Police Department because he had committed a major crime during the day.

The police also have their pride. Usually, they are the ones who solve cases, but today, their own people have finally solved a major case, so of course they want to publicize it.

Anyway, Shiraishi Osamu was thoroughly tormented.

If Inspector Megure hadn't known some aspects of his personality and hadn't arranged for Miwako Sato and Yumi Miyamoto to accompany him, he might have already run away.

Osamu Shiraishi could already imagine that he would be famous in tomorrow's newspapers again. This was the first time in several months that he had appeared in the newspapers, and this time his identity had changed to that of a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department.

"This is so hard for me..."

After giving a wry smile to himself, Shiraishi Xiu arrived at the bottom of his building, and then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"450" ​​could only be seen in the pitch-black night.

The lights were on on the third floor.

But the lights were also on on the second floor.

This also foreshadows Vermouth's return.

After tidying up his clothes and fixing his hair, Shiraishi Xiu went upstairs with what he thought was a handsome smile.

As soon as the door to the second floor was opened.

Then that familiar voice rang out—

"You came back quite quickly."

As always, Vermouth had a bottle of absinthe in front of her, her long legs crossed, and she leaned back on the sofa, her face showing an indescribable laziness and leisure.

Shiraishi Xiu sat down beside her, gently put his arm around her waist, kissed her on the cheek, and teased her:

"I knew you were coming, so I came back early."

"I accomplished something big today."

Vermouth didn't seem to mind his intimacy; instead, she squinted at him and gave him a faint smile.

Bai Shixiu shrugged and said:

"Haha, it's nothing. By the way, wasn't that Dr. Shinichi on the bus today you in disguise?"

Vermouth's smile widened.

However, she was indeed a little surprised, not expecting that her disguise would be seen through by Shiraishi Xiu.

You know, Shiraishi Xiu had been fooled by her many times before without ever realizing it, but this time he found out so easily.

Upon further reflection...

She realized one possibility: her identity had been exposed.

Shaking her head, unconcerned, Vermouth leaned on Shiraishi Osamu's shoulder and whispered in his ear:

"The second button on my shirt looks like it's about to fall off..."

"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow," Shiraishi Osamu replied seriously, his face showing no change in expression.

"But I really like this dress, I don't like any other dresses."

"There's nothing I can do about it, I can't copy it either." Shiraishi Xiu wasn't lying, he really didn't have any other options.

Vermouth extended her slender, pale fingers, hooked them around Shiraishi Osamu's chin, and said with seductive eyes:

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"Um... how about we use a sewing kit?"

Do you have one?

"Well... it's hard to say..."

"Judging from your hesitant manner, it seems you are pregnant. Don't worry, I won't laugh at a man carrying a sewing kit."

"Uh……"

"Take it out, I'm really interested to see your skills. To be honest, I'm also very interested to see what it's like for a man to sew... and how it differs from what we women do. I'm really looking forward to it."

Shiraishi Osamu felt his lifelong reputation was about to be ruined, but looking at Vermouth's smiling face, he sighed:

"Okay, I do know a little bit about needlework, but don't get me wrong! The reason I brought a sewing kit is because one of the women in my family asked me to bring it back, since we don't have one at home, so I bought it on the spot. I didn't expect you to be so observant. Or I can give it to you, or you can do it yourself..."

Seeing that Shiraishi Shu was unwilling to back down, Vermouth smiled and said meaningfully:

"I think you'll agree."

"impossible."

"Whatever. If I'm missing a button, men on the street might give me lecherous looks."

"This...this is your own business."

That's true. If you don't button the second button, there's nothing you can do if someone sees you doing it.

Shiraishi Osamu's face darkened.

He now understood perfectly that Vermouth had completely figured him out, knew his personality intimately, and was just waiting for him to take the bait.

"That wretched witch..."

He was completely helpless against the witch in front of him. After thinking it over, he had no choice but to give in. Otherwise, this woman might actually do what she said.