Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

"Have you seen a suspicious man... a Japanese man from Dongying with long, dyed silver hair and a beard?"

Before Shiraishi Osamu could speak, Ran quickly spoke up from behind him:

"No, we didn't see anyone!"

Shuichi Akai raised an eyebrow and spoke into the walkie-talkie under his coat:

"It seems he didn't go down this street; he's probably still on one of the other two. Don't worry, we've already locked down this alley; he can't escape."

After saying that, Shuichi Akai glanced at the two of them, left with the words "It's dangerous here," and then departed.

As Shiraishi Osamu watched Akai Shuichi leave, his fingers twitched slightly behind his back, and the playing cards in his palm slipped into his sleeve.

"call……"

Xiao Lan breathed a huge sigh of relief, and said with lingering fear, "That scared me to death. I thought it was that highway demon."

Shiraishi said, "Let's leave. It seems that highway demon is nearby. We'd better hurry up and go!"

"Um?"

Xiaolan nodded and ran into the abandoned building next door. She planned to retrieve the handkerchief before leaving.

Reluctantly, Shiraishi Xiu could only follow along.

This building seems to be detached from the world; the staircase is actually outside the building, made of sheet metal and iron railings, and it looks like it's from many years ago.

The handkerchief that had been there was blown by the wind to the handrail of the fifth-floor staircase.

The two of them ran up the iron stairs with a clanging sound.

Suddenly, Shiraishi Osamu's expression changed, and he grabbed Ran, who was running ahead.

"build?"

Xiao Lan was stunned, not understanding what was going on, and her expression changed the next second.

Because they stopped, but the clanging footsteps on the stairs did not disappear.

Before they could think any further, a man with long silver hair, a full beard, a pool of blood on his abdomen, and a pistol appeared at the corner of the stairs.

The man Vermouth, disguised as, was taken aback when he saw the two of them. He immediately raised his pistol and pointed it at them, saying with a bloodthirsty smile:

"What a pity, I hid very well. If you hadn't come up, none of this would have happened. It's all just fate's fault..."

The words stopped abruptly. The iron railing that Vermouth, disguised as a man, had been leaning against, probably due to years of disrepair, suddenly broke, and she fell down instantly.

Boom!

The broken railing fell from the building and broke into several pieces, all of which were covered in rust.

Xiaolan lay prone at the corner of the stairs, clinging tightly to Vermouth to prevent her from falling. Looking at her bewildered expression, she said with difficulty:

"What are you doing! Hurry up and grab my hand! If you don't hurry, I'm about to lose my grip."

Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed Vermouth, who was hanging in mid-air.

“Xiu…” Xiaolan looked at the handsome face beside her.

Shiraishi Xiu looked at her and said helplessly, "Sigh... bad luck..."

Vermouth finally reacted, put the pistol in her mouth, grabbed Shiraishi Osamu's shoulder with one hand, and placed the other hand on the exposed steps, then forcefully flipped herself up.

She gently removed the gun from her mouth, looked at the two of them incredulously, and said:

"Why? Why did you save me? Why...?"

Xiaolan became frightened again and hid behind Baishi Xiu.

Shiraishi Osamu said calmly, "I just didn't want a certain girl to be sad. If she saw that I didn't lend a hand, I think she would definitely be very sad, it's that simple. As for the idiot behind me, she probably didn't think that much in the heat of the moment, what can I say, she's kind-hearted..."

Xiaolan's eyes widened instantly as she stared blankly at Shiraishi Xiu's profile, a warm feeling welling up inside her.

She noticed that he seemed to be becoming blurry.

Gradually blurry

Very blurry...

"Xiao Lan!"

Bai Shixiu called out anxiously and immediately helped Xiao Lan up as she collapsed. He wiped her forehead and said with a grim expression, "Why is your fever so high?" He then took off his coat and covered her with it.

Shiraishi Xiu put one hand under her knees and the other hand on her back, gently lifting her up before turning to go downstairs.

click!

The sound of a pistol being cocked behind me.

Shiraishi Xiu also stopped and turned around to look at the long-haired man behind him with a cold gaze.

He remembered this part of the story: the man was Vermouth in disguise, and it was the beginning of her relationship with Ran.

Shiraishi Xiu lowered his head slightly and bumped his right foot directly into the iron railing next to him.

With a clang!

As if a switch had been flipped, a thousand birdsongs echoed throughout the entire corridor.

Sizzle sizzle...

A series of arcs of electricity erupted from Bai Shi's pedicure, swirling around him and making him look like Thor.

The electric arc surged around, like a bound thunder dragon, ready to devour anyone at any moment.

Shiraishi Osamu's bangs fluttered in the wind as he cradled the unconscious Ran in his arms. His dark eyes shone brightly in the flashes of electricity as he stared intently at Vermouth, creating an atmosphere that was on the verge of exploding.

Vermouth looked at Shiraishi Osamu at this moment and felt a chill run down her spine, but she wasn't afraid. She just glanced at the girl in the man's arms and silently put down the gun in her hand.

Shiraishi Xiu turned around, picked up Xiaolan, and slowly left.

Vermouth looked back at the handkerchief she had given to the girl at her feet, and realized why the girl was there. She gently picked up the handkerchief, watched the departing man, and then turned and left silently.

Even at this moment, her heart was not at peace. She, who had always believed she wasn't protected by God, seemed...

After leaving the alley, Shiraishi Osamu carried Ran to the hospital.

He was extremely worried.

He had no idea what kind of high fever could cause someone to faint, and he didn't even know when Xiaolan had developed a fever. His care for her this time was truly a failure.

And so, the night passed.

As dawn broke, Xiaolan's high fever gradually subsided.

My eyelids feel so heavy...

My head is so dizzy... and my ears are sore.

It hurts so much...it's so painful...

With that thought in mind, Xiaolan struggled to open her eyes and vaguely saw a figure in front of her.

Clear...

Gradually becoming clearer...

That was a man's relaxed expression.

[So it was Xiu...]

Chapter 0070: Yukiko's Kiss

Xiao Lan was discharged from the hospital that afternoon.

A small park in New York.

Osamu Shiraishi, Ran, and Shinichi Kudo strolled around here.

Of course, it was Shiraishi Osamu and Ran who were chatting. Kudo Shinichi was talking non-stop because he was excited about solving the case yesterday, but unfortunately, the two of them completely ignored him.

Meanwhile, a pair of beautiful eyes were watching from the shadows, while someone was on the phone.

Yukiko whispered into her phone, "Yeah, didn't the news on TV report it? It just aired this morning. They found that highway monster, but when the police found him, they discovered he had already committed suicide. It's really a shame. You mean Ran? She's much better now, even though she had a fever all night, her spirits are much better."

Her head is full, and her complexion is much better. What happened yesterday seems to have passed along with her fever. Sharon…you didn't already notice Rose acting strangely after that, did you?

"Um?"

Sharon Vineyard, aka Vermouth, spoke slowly on the other end of the phone:

"My intuition in this area has always been very sharp; I just didn't expect her to kill anyone. By the way, could you please pass on a message to Xiaolan for me..."

"What?"

"Just tell me, you're right, I've noticed there seems to be an angel around me..."

"Oh my, your 330 words are pretty good."

"Hehe, I'm alright! Okay, let's talk later."

"Ah."

Yukiko nodded, hung up the phone, and took a deep breath.

At this moment, she is in the form of another woman, not her own, but still a rather beautiful woman.

And so this woman began to speak to herself:

"Shinichi, Mom is going to help you one last time. If you still can't win after all this, then you can only blame yourself for being stupid."

After giving herself a pep talk, Yukiko's expression instantly turned tearful as she ran out of the corner and headed towards Ran.

"build!!!!!"

Startled by the heart-wrenching scream, Shiraishi Xiu turned around and saw a beautiful but unfamiliar woman rush towards him, hugging him tightly while crying out:

"Xiu! Let's not break up, okay? I promise I'll be good from now on, I'll do whatever you say. And I'm already pregnant with your child, let's not break up, okay? Let's get married right away... Waaaaah... Xiu..."

"Huh..." Bai Shixiu was so shocked that he couldn't help but shiver. He didn't recognize the woman who was hugging him at all.

Shinichi Kudo, on the other hand, wore a gloating expression, watching the scene with great interest, and showed no intention of stepping forward to help.

Xiaolan froze, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Yukiko noticed Ran's expression and cried even harder, her voice even more heartbreaking: "Shu... I know I was wrong. I won't object to you seeing other women anymore. Let's not break up, okay?"

"Wait, wait, wait, wait..." Shiraishi Xiu finally reacted and shouted as he tried to push the woman away, but he couldn't budge her at all; she was holding him tightly.