Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

He felt that this number "five" might just be the beginning.

"Sigh, so this is a tragedy caused by a combination of lies, misunderstandings, and coincidences..."

After Inspector Megure finished speaking, he waved to the surrounding police officers and began to tidy up the scene.

Sato Miwako approached Shiraishi Osamu and whispered, "Was it really suicide?"

Shiraishi Xiu nodded: "Suicide should be the only explanation. Otherwise, how do you think we can explain what's going on inside this room? It's not like someone who can walk through walls could have appeared, right?"

"Too."

"Okay, let's go home."

Shiraishi Osamu said something, then greeted everyone before walking out.

He also took out his phone, opened the photos he had taken, and looked at the photo with a small part burned, and a big "five" in it.

He sneered inwardly, thinking to himself—

Things that can't be presented in public deserve to hide in the shadows.

If you want to play, then play hard.

Please, whatever you do, don't let me find out who you are!

Because, well, I hold grudges!

Although Shiraishi Osamu didn't care in his heart, his expression was unusually serious.

He didn't like this situation where the enemy was in the dark while he was in the light; it felt like he was always restricted in what he did.

In a bustling city.

The streets were ablaze with red lights at night, and countless vehicles moved about in an orderly fashion.

Vermouth's hair was whipped about in the wind as she drove her convertible through the city, a smile gradually spreading across her lips.

"Have you figured out the code yet?"

"But I don't think it will be that easy. Don't worry, you can keep playing."

"When you finally unravel it, I'll give you a nice gift, little brother..."

"This is the price of provoking a witch."

Amidst the roar of engines, the silver sports car streaked through the city, leaving trails of afterimages.

Behind her, there seemed to be a series of traffic police cars chasing after her, but she was still left far behind, even getting further and further away, until she gradually disappeared from sight.

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Chapter 0126: Yukiko is drugged

the next day.

Early in the morning, Eri Kisaki didn't rush to her office, but instead went to an arcade where she could play baseball.

She found a spot, took off her high heels, revealing her feet covered in stockings, put on gloves, picked up a baseball bat, and stared sharply at the baseball launcher opposite her.

She gritted her teeth slightly and muttered under her breath:

"Shiro! Shi! Xiu!"

As soon as the sound faded, a white baseball flew over from the opposite side.

clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out as she swung the baseball back hard.

Immediately, her mood improved considerably, and a smile appeared on her face. Whenever she was in a bad mood, she would come here to vent.

Every time I hit a baseball, it feels like hitting my own enemy—it's incredibly satisfying.

"Amazing..."

Not far from her, Yukiko's eyes lit up, and she picked up a baseball bat, watching the baseball flying towards her.

call?!

He swung it down, but missed completely.

"Uh……"

Yukiko pouted unhappily. Even though Eri Kisaki could do it, she missed completely.

She came to help Eri vent her frustrations, and at the same time, she also needed to vent her own frustrations.

She had been angry for so long, but her husband hadn't come to Dongying to coax her. This made her so angry that her liver hurt. At the same time, she thought of Baishi Xiu and felt particularly unhappy.

What upset her even more was that she missed the target entirely when hitting a baseball, which she felt was incredibly unfair.

Turning to look at Eri...

Eri Kisaki continued muttering to herself as she watched the baseball fly towards her, then swung the bat again.

clang!

The sound was crisp and pleasant, and the baseball flew back perfectly.

"call……"

Exhaling slowly, Fei Ying smoothed her hair. At this moment, her charm was off the charts; her mature allure was irresistible, captivating the men nearby.

The women were all staring at her with shining eyes.

Eri Kisaki raised the baseball bat upright again, her expression as sharp as ever:

"Shiraishi Osamu! Do you think I come and go as I please here? This isn't over!"

call out!

A whooshing sound rang out, and a white figure rapidly approached.

Eri Kisaki mustered all her strength and swung it out forcefully.

"call……"

The baseball bat flew out of his hand.

Eri Kisaki stared blankly as the baseball bat spun in the air, hit the rope net not far away, and bounced back to the side.

Then the next second...

"what!!!"

A scream rang out as the rebounding baseball bat struck Yukiko directly in the ankle.

"This works too?" Eri Kisaki was dumbfounded, but she still rushed over and looked at Yukiko, who was squatting on the ground clutching her foot. She asked worriedly, "Yukiko, are you alright? Should we go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"Ah? Ah? Ahh..." Yukiko let out a series of alluring cries of pain, and involuntarily twitched the corners of her mouth, smiling at Eri Kisaki.

"This is troublesome!" When Eri saw this, she thought the injury was serious, so she quickly helped her up and helped her sit down in a seat next to her.

"How is it? What exactly happened?"

"Ta-da!!!" Yukiko suddenly let go of her hand and stood up, a mischievous grin on her face: "Hahaha, wasn't my acting great? I fooled you!"

"You..." Fei Yingli was so angry that her teeth itched. She had been worried to death just now, but it turned out that he was just faking it. This made her mood fluctuate and then plummet. She felt like she couldn't take it anymore.

"Hahaha, don't be angry. No bones were broken. It was just a little painful. You'll be fine after a rest."

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to still love to play so much at your age. I'm really impressed."

"What are you talking about? I'm not that old." Yukiko refused to admit she was old and even put on a girlish expression.

"Yes, yes, I'm not old." Eri sighed. She had originally wanted to vent her anger at Shiraishi Osamu, but now she was in no mood for it.

Life really is full of ups and downs, and anything can happen.

"Oh, right, I have to go back to my office. Do you want to come with me?"

"No need, I'll rest here for a bit and then go home."

"Let me take you home!"

"It's really okay."

"Really?"

"Okay, go ahead."

"OK then."

?0 Please give me flowers.........

After half an hour.

Yukiko hummed a song happily as she tiptoed home.

However, her foot was still sore and she was limping, after all, that blow still hurt quite a bit.

But after venting, I felt much better and temporarily put the unpleasant things behind me.

Just after turning a corner.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from her face, holding a white handkerchief, and covered her mouth and nose.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Yukiko's pupils contracted, a flash of panic crossing her face. Just as she was about to instinctively step on the back of him with her high heels, her mind went blank, and she fainted.

The moment she lost consciousness.

There was only one thought in my mind.

That means it's all over!

Regardless of who knocked her unconscious, she felt that this time things might be very bad.

Filled with fear and boundless terror, her consciousness gradually faded away.

"Hehehe..."

A woman's voice suddenly chuckled, and she pulled the drugged Yukiko into her arms, stuffing the handkerchief into her bag. The two walked side-by-side, embracing each other like good friends, though one of them looked drunk. Fortunately, they were both women, so passersby only glanced at them subconsciously and then ignored them.

I don't know how long it took.

Finally, the woman took Yukiko to a luxury suite at the Beika Hotel and threw her onto the soft bed.