Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

"Although I spotted them, they spotted me too, so they chose to leave. I followed them for a while afterward, but I lost them."

"Alas...what a pity..."

"Don't do that next time. If possible, let me be the bait, and you can still direct the overall operation from behind."

"……Row."

Andre Cameron nodded in agreement.

It wasn't that he didn't want to say something in rebuttal, but this time he had already been exposed, and if he tried to use this method again, it would basically be life-threatening.

Shuichi Akai glanced at the rearview mirror and said coldly:

"Someone is following us."

"who is it?"

"That Officer Shiraishi."

"Hmm... I'd better get rid of him."

"Sit down!"

Shuichi Akai said something and slammed on the gas pedal, causing the jeep to speed up instantly and begin weaving through the city traffic.

later..

Shiraishi Osamu used transforming metal to create a motorcycle, which was following at a leisurely pace.

When he saw the other party accelerate, he realized that he had been exposed.

However, he didn't follow them any further and simply found a parking lot to stop and rest.

It's daytime now, so it's not a good time to continue.

If it's nighttime, he can simply fly up into the sky and follow along from above with ease.

"never mind……"

"Looks like we'll have to check back another time to see where they are..."

What should we make today?

"Kaoba!"

Shiraishi Osamu talked to himself, then walked into a supermarket.

He felt that today's business should be over, and since it was already past noon, he thought about dinner and prepared to let the women in his family taste his cooking one more time.

As for coffee...

After all, it's a local specialty, and he also needs to cater to the tastes of the women in his family. Otherwise, always cooking dishes from other countries, although delicious, would still feel a little off.

Chapter 0240: Mingmei's Wavering

in the afternoon.

Five o'clock.

Bai Shixiu's family.

He had been home for a long time, but there was no one there.

Kimie Shimabukuro was helping out at a B-grade BBQ restaurant not far away, and Akemi Miyano, who had nothing to do, was also called over.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The door opened.

"I'm back!"

It was Akemi Miyano's gentle voice.

Shiraishi Osamu peeked out from the kitchen and smiled at her: "Welcome home."

Akemi Miyano changed her shoes at the door and slowly walked to the kitchen door, looking curiously at everything inside, as well as the bottles and jars on the table.

"Mr. Shiraishi... are these spices?"

"Of course, it's used to make coffee."

"Oh, is there any particular reason for it?"

Shiraishi Osamu glanced back at her, put down the basin he was holding, walked over to the bottles and jars, and smiled, "Never made coffee before?"

Akemi Miyano blushed and said weakly, "No..."

That's incredibly embarrassing.

After all, this country has home economics classes, and if these girls don't know how to cook, they really won't be qualified wives in the future.

Actually, it's not that she doesn't understand; it's just that there are some complicated dishes she doesn't know how to cook.

After all, he used to live in the Black Organization, where he lived in constant fear, so he simply didn't have time to cook dishes that take a long time.

Bai Shixiu smiled and said:

"Want to learn?"

"Is everything alright?"

"Of course, what kind of person do you want to be?"

"Hmm... it's the kind... with lots of spices."

"What about the materials?"

"Uh... I like to eat chicken."

"Chicken is good, then we can make all sorts of curry."

Osamu Shiraishi's memories told him that there were indeed many kinds of chicken curry.

"Mingmei, do you prefer northern or southern flavors?"

"North and south?"

Akemi Miyano felt a little dizzy and had no idea what it meant.

Shiraishi Osamu explained with a smile:

The scope is quite broad; it can be done as long as the materials are suitable.

"Is it a refreshing soup coffee, or a coffee with a richer flavor?"

"The kind that's both refreshing and flavorful."

“You…” Shiraishi Xiu shook his head, picked up a bottle from a pile of bottles and jars, opened it and handed it over: “Smell it.”

Akemi Miyano sniffed lightly: "Cumin...it smells like kaffir lime."

"Doesn't it feel like your mind has suddenly opened up? You feel more relaxed! This is a basic spice. In medieval Europe, cumin symbolized chastity. There was also a custom of putting cumin in your pocket during the wedding ceremony."

"It feels kind of romantic..."

Akemi Miyano immediately pictured that scene; it was indeed very beautiful and romantic.

Shiraishi Xiu capped the bottle and asked again:

"By the way, are you afraid of spicy food?"

"It's okay, I can handle spicy food."

"Then... let's add some spiciness with Grammasala!"

After finishing speaking, Shiraishi Osamu picked up another bottle, opened it, and handed it over.

Akemi Miyano smelled it again, and her eyes lit up:

"It's sweet."

"Although it's sweet, the flavor is very strong. It's somewhat like vanilla, but more stimulating."

"Oh……"

"You can smell the rest yourself. I need to go prepare some materials."

These spices all have their own unique characteristics.

As he spoke, he went inside again and began preparing the materials needed for the coffee.

Looking at the huge pile of spices in front of her, Miyano Akemi felt that her knowledge had increased again, and she also decided that Shiraishi was really amazing, just like a super chef.

Sudden……

She saw it and walked over to the basin that Shiraishi Osamu had placed at the beginning.

"This is..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and took a sniff, and that was the last straw.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough...oh...vomit..."

"Oh no! This is terrible!"

Shiraishi Shuya (badj) was startled and quickly came over to support her. He then saw that Miyano Akemi's beautiful face was covered in snot and tears, which flowed down her cheeks involuntarily.

He didn't dare delay and quickly helped her into the bathroom, wiping her face with a damp towel.

After a while...

After cleaning her face, Shiraishi Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"Can you see it?"

Yes, you can see it.

Looking at the handsome, worried face in front of her, Akemi Miyano couldn't help but blush, and her hands trembled unsure of what to do.

Shiraishi Xiu saw her blush but didn't seem to mind. He continued wiping her face, then couldn't help but laugh again.

"Your makeup is all ruined."

"ah.."

Upon hearing this, Akemi Miyano screamed and immediately covered her face with both hands, then went to the tap and began washing her face repeatedly.