Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

The man wearing glasses placed his computer on a table and said while operating it:

"The data wasn't deleted, but unlocking the login password was quite troublesome. Then we found this in our web browsing history..."

As he spoke, he clicked on a webpage, which popped up a screen that specifically provided medicines, with a large name—Pharmacy Academy!

Inspector Megure said, "It's nothing, it seems to be just a website about medicine."

“No, Inspector Megure, the email inbox here seems to be the key.” The man said, opening another page and continuing, “They exchanged several transactions via email. The last transaction email was this one.”

It reads --

Thank you for your payment.

Payment received.

[Please be sure to delete your browsing history and emails before taking this medication. Our hospital recommends that you reset your computer and mobile phone.] Everyone fell silent, realizing where the potassium-enriched products had come from.

The man opened another file: "Oh, and we also found a message that looks like a suicide note."

It says one by one

I was bullied while working.

I got dumped by my boyfriend.

I've been rejected by every job I've applied for; I can't survive.

"Is this a suicide note?" Shiraishi Osamu asked, with some uncertainty in his voice.

However, he thought of Kimie Shimabukuro, because he had bullied her when he was working part-time, and now that he thought about it, he was still a jerk, even though that was just a memory of himself.

Miwako Sato nodded in agreement, saying, "Indeed, it seems too understated."

Inspector Megure said, "The other thirteen suicide cases may also have involved drugs purchased from here. There might be even more people buying them. Can't you find the administrator's IP address?"

The bespectacled man shook his head and said, "We can't find it. The administrator has used many overseas servers, so we can't find his IP address."

Inspector Megure said in a muffled voice:

"Why can't we just block these kinds of websites?"

"That will take a lot of time."

The man shook his head. It wasn't that they didn't want to do it, but it would take too long. Maybe the other party would notice and change their IP address, and then everything would be for nothing.

Sato Miwako suddenly said, "Then there's only one way: to publish this website."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all gave Sato Miwako an approving look.

new York.

Inside a luxurious villa.

Vermouth was playing on her laptop when she suddenly heard her phone beep.

Upon picking it up, she saw it was a nationwide notice from the Dongying Police Station, listing an illegal drug website. However, when she clicked on the website, she couldn't help but frown.

At the same time, a phone call came in.

A flash of disgust crossed her eyes, but she still answered the phone: "Hello, it's me."

"The website's issues have been exposed, shut it down." (Okay, okay) The voice that spoke was very old, with a cold and unquestionable tone.

Vermouth sneered, "Aren't you short of money? If you shut down, who's going to give you money?"

"I have already informed Gin to extort money from Higashi Sakura and teach the Higashi Sakura Metropolitan Police Department a lesson."

"I see."

Vermouth gave a curt reply, hung up the phone, and then used her laptop to shut down the website that sold the medicine.

As for how to retaliate against the police, that was none of her business, because she believed that the person on the phone wouldn't dare to go too far, otherwise they would only anger the police.

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Chapter 0090: Gin Makes His Move

night.

Bai Shixiu's home.

Sato Miwako, Shimabukuro Kimie, and Shiraishi Osamu sat at the dining table eating.

Sato Miwako probably plans to live here from now on. After all, she's already suffered such a huge loss, and if she doesn't hold onto this boyfriend and turn him into her husband, she'll really be missing out.

Shimabukuro Kimie couldn't say anything, and no matter who came to her house, she could only silently accept it and do her own job well.

That's roughly how things are.

Osamu Shiraishi recounted the events of the day, giving Kimie Shimabukuro something to add to their conversation.

Shimabukuro Kimie exclaimed in surprise, "Shu, so you've become a detective?"

Shiraishi Osamu shrugged and smiled, "It seems so."

"you……"

Shimabukuro Kimie had many questions she wanted to ask, but the words wouldn't come out. She now understood that Shiraishi Osamu must have some secret, but that secret was none of her business.

Sato Miwako continued, "See? I was shocked when I saw him too. That guy is just too awful, always causing these kinds of things without ever telling anyone."

"Cough cough cough..."

Shiraishi Osamu quickly waved his hand, eating his food as he said, "Alright, alright, let's talk about the case!"

As soon as the case was brought up, Sato Miwako's expression immediately turned serious, and Shimabukuro Kimie obediently shut her mouth and did not interrupt.

Miwako Sato said in a deep voice, "We checked the transaction emails and can basically conclude that it was suicide. There shouldn't be any murderer. Moreover, the seller knew that the other party wanted to commit suicide and still sold potassium oxide, which is practically a crime. Right, it should be assisted suicide. It also violated the Poisons and Highly Toxic Substances Control Law."

Kimie Shimabukuro was a little confused, as she knew nothing about this, and asked, "What about the buyer?"

Miwako Sato stated, "The buyer also violated the Narcotics and Highly Toxic Substances Control Law."

Shimabukuro Kimie asked, "Then why did she buy potassium oxide?"

“Well…” Shiraishi Xiu thought of the suicide note in the notebook when he saw the body, and shook his head, saying, “Because she thought that drinking this might make dying easier!”

"I see..."

Shimabukuro Kimie sighed. Life is always so difficult. She thought back to when she was working part-time in college and was also bullied by Shiraishi Osamu.

She endured it all, and eventually the storm passed; otherwise, she would never have known how things would have turned out.

"Things aren't that simple."

Shiraishi Xiu couldn't help but say another word, glancing out the window and seeing Ran's family across the street also having dinner. He continued:

"Potassium phosphate can cause suffocation, and then the throat and esophagus will slowly ulcerate as if on fire, eventually leading to prolonged pain and torment. I doubt that college student knew any of this!"

"......"x2

Sato Miwako and Shimabukuro Kimie both shuddered, feeling a chill run down their spines. They simply couldn't imagine what that kind of death would be like, and could only give Shiraishi Osamu a disgusted look.

Shimabukuro Kimie said irritably, "Shu, we're still having dinner. Don't make it sound so scary."

Shiraishi Osamu laughed and said, "Alright, alright, it was my fault this time. Let's have dinner and not talk about these things anymore."

at the same time……

Mihana Park.

The park was deserted late at night, with only a few streetlights around. The darkness made it feel especially eerie.

At this moment, two people were standing in front of a bench, one of whom was...

Dressed in a black trench coat and top hat, with flowing silver hair, his face was always partially obscured by the hat and bangs. He had a cold and aloof appearance, a tall stature, and icy, sharp eyes. There was a gunshot wound on his left cheek near his eye. He had a cigarette dangling from his lips and was playing with a dagger in his left hand. He was none other than Gin.

Beside him stood a burly man, wearing sunglasses. Looking at the silent Gin, he whispered, "Big brother, do you think that guy will really come?"

Gin spat out the cigarette from his mouth, gently crushed it with his foot, and sneered, "This is not something he can control, because he knows he can't escape it. If he does escape, I believe he will regret his decision."

"Brother, but it's the police..."

Vodka didn't say anything more. His older brother's cold and ruthless gaze swept over him, making him tremble involuntarily, and he dared not say any more nonsense.

"call……"

Gin exhaled slowly, his ears twitching slightly, and said calmly, "Since you're here, come out. This was agreed upon beforehand, after all, you know what the consequences will be."

rustle……

The sound of light footsteps rustling through the leaves could be heard.

From behind a large tree in the darkness, a pale-faced, trembling man emerged.

Gin pointed to the bench in front of him: "Sit down."

The man said nothing, but sat down with trembling hands.

Vodka pulled a transparent bag from his pocket, inside which were capsules, much larger than regular capsules.

"Eat it."

With a cold, ruthless voice and a deathly expression, Vodka handed the bag to the man.

The man reached out his hand, trembling, but dared not refuse. He ate it little by little until he finished.

Gin cracked his neck, took a small metal object out of his pocket, and threw it over: "Swallow this too." The man didn't refuse and painfully swallowed the metal object.

"Don't worry, it will be quick."

As he said this, Gin placed the dagger from his left hand into the man's hand, gently pressed it against his neck, and, seeing the pleading in the man's eyes, said indifferently:

"Your family is of no use to us, so go in peace!"

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere.

The man's body convulsed violently, a look of relief flashed in his eyes, which then turned into lingering attachment. He died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

Gin slowly stood up and walked away without expression.