Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

In this pitch-black environment, he reached out his wicked hand and grasped the soft hand beside him.

The other hand struggled a few more times, but unfortunately it still couldn't break free.

"open!"

It was a deep voice, but it sounded very pleasant to his ears.

"Hehe, I won't let go."

"open……"

"Anyway, we're at the very back, so nobody can see us."

After making his teasing remark, Shiraishi Xiu went even further, pulling the woman into his arms and burying his head in her neck, inhaling her fragrance.

But that's all; it was just a simple moment of tenderness, nothing more outrageous was done.

"Stop messing around..." Yukiko pushed the stinky man hard, though she really wanted to shout it out loud, but the audience in front might hear her, so she tried to keep her voice down.

She was actually speechless.

She didn't know what Professor Agasa was thinking; his own and the children's tickets were at the front, and they were even grouped together.

However, her and Shiraishi Osamu's votes were at the very end, which gave this heartless man a sliver of an opportunity.

Otherwise, this man certainly wouldn't have done such a thing under the watchful eyes of the surrounding audience.

"I'm not stupid, I know that."

Shiraishi Xiu gently embraced her and looked back at the circus performance on stage. Now that he had a beautiful woman in his arms, watching the performance was no longer so boring, and it felt much more exciting.

"Stop making a fuss... okay..." Yukiko was really worried right now.

It wasn't that she was afraid of being seen by the audience in front of her.

Rather, she was afraid that her son would see it. She hadn't told her son about her divorce from Yusaku Kudo because she was afraid of upsetting him.

If her son were to see his mother in the arms of someone he dislikes, he might completely break down.

"Can't I even hug you?"

"Could you at least consider the occasion?"

"I checked, we're at the very back, it's all dark there, so we won't be spotted."

Yukiko is angry.

She turned her head and glared at Shiraishi Xiu. Even though the surrounding environment was dark, the anger in her eyes seemed to illuminate her eyes, shining brightly in the darkness. She looked murderous, as if she wanted to kill the man in front of her.

She was really angry. This man was really taking advantage of her. He touched her hand and then wanted to hug her. Now that he had hugged her, he didn't want to let go. It was really bad.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Seeing Yukiko's murderous gaze, Shiraishi Osamu released his grip on her.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Yukiko straightened her clothes and hair, sat back in her seat, and put on an expression as if nothing had happened.

"I'm going to the bathroom!"

After saying this, Shiraishi Xiu stood up unsteadily and slowly groped his way towards the toilet in the dark.

The restrooms are next to the performance hall, just off from here.

This is a long corridor, about twenty meters long. At the end of the corridor, there seems to be an emergency exit, and next to the emergency exit is the toilet.

The place is brightly lit, but there's not a soul in sight. Looking down from here, it feels like a deep, narrow underground passage, giving you goosebumps.

"clatter……"

Shiraishi Xiu lightly stepped on the ground, the sound echoing around him. A strange atmosphere suddenly arose as the sound reverberated in all directions.

"Outrageous..."

"This kind of corridor is perfect for filming ghost movies."

He muttered to himself, slowly making his way to the end, accompanied by the sound of his own footsteps.

Sudden……

"Crash..."

The sound of water, the sound of water running from a tap.

The sudden sound sent a chill down Bai Shixiu's spine, and images of ghosts from various horror movies involuntarily flashed through his mind.

He stopped walking, his lips twitched violently twice, and thinking of his gear, the chill vanished from his mind. He strode into the restroom.

As soon as you enter, you see someone who has just washed their face at the sink.

A black trench coat, a knitted beanie, and those cold eyes...

Shuichi Akai.

This was Shiraishi Osamu's first thought when he saw this man, and then his eyes flickered.

To his surprise, Shuichi Akai, who usually has long hair, had cut it short. He seemed to have long hair yesterday, and he wondered what had made him change.

Moreover, they have already met several times in just a few days, which seems to indicate that they are consciously getting closer to each other. I wonder who they are getting closer to.

Shiraishi Xiu looked at him.

Shuichi Akai was also looking at him.

Both of them had something on their minds, but neither revealed it. They simply nodded to each other and passed by.

Shuichi Akai walked to the outside of the restroom, glanced back at Osamu Shiraishi who was using the urinal, a thoughtful look in his eyes, and slowly left through the emergency exit next to him.

He came out fishing today, and running into Shiraishi Xiu was truly an accident...

And at the moment of departure.

Shiraishi Shuu, who was using the restroom, also glanced back at him.

Chapter 0231: Bayonetta's Message

bathroom.

Osamu Shiraishi silently washed his hands at the sink, pondering Shuichi Akai's question.

The other party seems to be targeting the Black Organization, and the Black Organization also considers Shuichi Akai a thorn in their side.

So where is Shuichi Akai now...?

That explains it.

There are members of the Black Organization here. Although it's unknown which members of the Black Organization they are, the most likely culprits are Gin, or... - Vermouth.

He didn't really have a good way to deal with his mischievous wife.

Just his lawless and unpredictable personality makes him an exceptionally difficult person to deal with.

"Ugh……"

Shiraishi Osamu couldn't help but sigh, shook the water off his hands, and silently walked towards the performance hall.

The real reason is...

He just doesn't have Vermouth's contact information, that's right.

Even though we've had many encounters, and I've even been taken advantage of, I still haven't left any contact information. Every time, it's her who comes to me.

Osamu Shiraishi found it hard to accept this fact.

But what can we do...?

Putting that aside for now, he knew that Vermouth was doing this to protect him, even though he didn't need protection, but Vermouth didn't know that.

Back to the scene.

Enveloped in darkness, he slowly made his way to Yukiko's side.

Yukiko suddenly turned her head and stared at him with a very strange look:

"You've been in the restroom for a while now."

"Huh...do you have to worry about this too?" Shiraishi Xiu was speechless, and casually put his arm around her waist.

"No, I'm just passing on a message."

"Huh? Who?"

"I don't know him."

ah?"

Osamu Shiraishi was taken aback and looked at Yukiko with a puzzled expression.

Yukiko looked at the lively audience and the performance on stage, her brows furrowing slightly as she slowly said:

"It was a woman, a woman I didn't know. But she called out my name and yours right away. And let me tell you, she was the one who sat in front of us the whole time, and she only turned around and told me after you went to the restroom."

Shiraishi Xiu looked ahead and, sure enough, it seemed someone was missing. This displeased him, and he was further bothered by this strange situation, but he still asked:

What did she say?

She said... there were several little mice around, and that you should be careful not to reveal anything.

After Yukiko finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the man who was holding her waist, staring at him curiously.

Seeing the confusion and bewilderment in his eyes, and after carefully confirming that it wasn't feigned, he continued:

"By the way, do you know this person?"

"do not know……"

Shiraishi Osamu rubbed his temples.

If he had to think of one, the only woman who could disguise herself was Vermouth.

The fact that she encountered Shuichi Akai in the restroom further fuels suspicion that Vermouth was also there.

He stopped thinking about it and said silently:

What time does this animal show end?

"10:30, there's still half an hour left."