Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

"Damn it! That really startled me!"

Yukiko couldn't help but complain, then rolled over on the large bed, lying on her back like the Chinese character "大" (big), looking exactly like a lazy bum.

She turned to look at Shiraishi Xiu again, patted the spot next to her, and her eyes crinkled with laughter:

"Let's play one last time."

"Alright, let's play one last time. I see you don't want to move, so I'll help you this time. So, which card do you want?"

"Hmm... just sit where I was sitting, the first card next to the cup will do."

After speaking, Yukiko interlaced her fingers on her abdomen, couldn't help but squint her eyes, a hint of weariness flashing in them, waiting for Shiraishi Osamu's answer.

Shiraishi Xiu glanced at it, reached out and took it, then opened it and read:

"Seven々II."

"That's right, I remember most of the big names have already been drawn, your luck is bad."

"You're overthinking it. There are plenty of big names out there."

"Fine, fine, you're in charge."

After Yukiko finished speaking, she couldn't help but turn her head to stare at Shiraishi Osamu. The main reason was that this man was not trustworthy, and he might cheat in the end if she didn't keep an eye on him.

Osamu Shiraishi glanced at Yukiko out of the corner of his eye, not in a hurry to draw a card from the remaining deck, but waiting for her to turn her head away again.

Just as Yukiko had thought, he did indeed want to cheat in the last game, but after waiting for a while, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Yukiko was still watching him, and he gradually gave up the idea of ​​cheating.

finally……

He stood next to the one who had just helped Yukiko draw a card, trying to clear his mind of distractions, drew a card, and turned it over.

Ultimately, luck is a thing...

What's meant to be yours will be yours, what's meant to be yours will be yours, and what's not meant to be yours will always be a little unexpected.

Shiraishi Osamu couldn't help but sigh.

"Hehe, how much?"

"Sigh, 16."

He really wanted to lie, but the woman next to him was watching him closely, and he couldn't get away with it if he didn't tell the truth. But it didn't matter, since this was the last game of the night. If he lost, so be it. The real game for two would start later.

"Sigh... what should I ask you..."

Yukiko muttered something and then fell silent, it was unclear whether she was sleeping or thinking about something.

for a long time……

The room fell silent.

The world seemed to be frozen in time; the dim lights stopped, the air stopped flowing, and all sounds ceased.

In this quiet environment, the first thing Shiraishi Osamu heard was the sound of his own heartbeat, followed by Yukiko's heartbeat. Although this description may seem a bit exaggerated, it was indeed true; he really heard the other person's heartbeat.

A little bit..

He moved slowly, step by step, until he reached the bedside. He leaned over and pressed his entire body onto the soft bed.

Yukiko kept her eyes open and remained motionless, and the reflection in her pupils showed Shiraishi Osamu staring at her.

Shiraishi Xiu gently stroked her face, watching her pretend to be dead, chuckled, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Yukiko suddenly spoke:

Truth or Dare?

She used to feel resistant and disgusted when she was close to Shiraishi Osamu, but as they spent more time together, those feelings disappeared.

So the kiss just now suddenly felt very normal to her, as if it was how it should be.

Shiraishi Xiu said softly, "The truth."

Yukiko's eyes showed a thoughtful expression. She took a deep breath and thought of the last question:

"You..."

"Um……"

"If you catch the woman who framed me, and you help me kill her, I'll belong to you forever. Do you agree?"

Shiraishi Osamu didn't answer, he just touched her smooth face.

This question was a bit too heavy, and he suddenly felt a little depressed. To escape this situation, he could only choose to pretend to be mute and not answer any questions.

Yukiko's beautiful, watery eyes flickered as she looked directly at the man in front of her, trying to discern something from his gaze and expression, but she couldn't see anything at all.

Shiraishi Xiu naturally noticed her gaze. He didn't know if she was serious about what she just said, nor could he figure out what she was thinking. In any case, he felt that the safest thing to do now was to remain silent and continue to be silent, as if things would be resolved easily.

Suddenly...

He came up with a good way to distract himself; anything that could distract him was fine.

After thinking for a moment, he finally spoke:

"Truth or Dare!"

Yukiko's expression froze, and she looked at Shiraishi Osamu with an expression as if he were a monster.

"You can't even answer such a simple question. Are you afraid of killing someone, or what?"

The woman's sixth sense started kicking in again, and she began to suspect Shiraishi Osamu once more.

She felt that there must be something wrong with Shiraishi Osamu's hesitation on that issue.

She didn't know what the problem was, but one thing was certain: he and that woman definitely had some kind of relationship; otherwise, he wouldn't have even bothered to say anything perfunctory.

That's where the big problems lie.

Shiraishi Osamu sighed inwardly. Sure enough, no woman was easy to deal with. He even wanted to lie and yell.

We are innocent!

Innocent and pure!

Well, he himself doesn't believe that statement.

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang.

Yukiko reached for her phone next to her bag on the bedside table. As soon as she answered, a roaring voice came from the other end:

"Ms. Yukiko! Where are you so late at night?! Ah!!!"

She couldn't help but frown, moving the phone a little further away. Only after the voice on the other end quieted down did she leisurely say:

"Conan-chan, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean, 'what's wrong!' I'm just asking you, where are you right now? And please, look at the time, it's already midnight, aren't you going back to the hotel?" Conan was worried about his mother. After all, it was late at night in an unfamiliar place, and if something happened, it would be terrible.

Yukiko smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I'm perfectly safe."

"Let's come back earlier. If you want to play, you can have plenty of time to play during the day tomorrow. It's late now, so it's better to go back to the hotel."

"Don't worry, everyone says I'm perfectly safe right now, you don't need to worry."

"Damn it... How can I believe you when you say things like that? Maybe I should come find you myself."

"Well……"

"Stop 'mmm'! Tell me where you are right now, I'll come find you immediately. Don't tell me you don't know where you are, I don't believe you."

"Oh... Oh dear, Conan-chan is so caring now, that's really rare. But you guessed it, I really don't know where this place is."

"Heh... Do you think I'm some kind of elementary school kid? Do you think I'd believe that?"

Osamu Shiraishi was right next to her and heard every word of Yukiko and Conan's conversation. In fact, he thought Conan's statement was quite right. He really was still a primary school student, and it was quite normal to treat him like one.

On the phone, Conan's breathing quickened, clearly showing signs of exasperation. He took several deep breaths before slowly saying:

"It's not a big deal to want to go out, but I think it's dangerous for you to be out there alone. It's better for you to come back."

"Conan-chan, I'm not alone."

Yukiko chuckled, glanced at Shiraishi Osamu who was eavesdropping on the phone call, and couldn't help but kick him with her little foot to make him move away.

"Not...alone? Read, with whom...Dad...cough, no, Uncle Kudo is here?"

"No, your uncle has his own things to do and won't come looking for me."

Who is that?

"Officer Shiraishi!"

(Manuo Zhao)

Conan on the phone fell silent for a long time before finally speaking in a very annoyed tone:

"You...I...I..."

"Listen to me, Conan."

"Don't worry, I'm perfectly safe with Officer Shiraishi around. We're out having fun since I don't come to Osaka often, but don't worry, we're just going to buy some things, have some hot pot, and then we'll be right back."

Conan's face turned completely black. He didn't know why, but he felt like his dad was being cuckolded. However, when he thought of his mom, he immediately dismissed the idea. His mom wouldn't do such a thing.

In the end, all I could say was helpless:

"Okay... I understand!"

"Alright, I'm going to have a drink now, I can't chat with you anymore."

"Tell me quickly, tell me quickly."

"You can drink, but don't get drunk. Also, stay away from that Officer Shiraishi. You don't want someone to take advantage of you, do you? You can come back when it's about time."

"I know, Conan-chan."

Yukiko chatted with her son for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.

Osamu Shiraishi shook his head with amusement:

"That Conan brat actually cares about you, Xun!"