Famous Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

"Dudu...dududu..."

Satou Miwako's cell phone rang, she took it out and saw the note on it, a look of fear appeared on her face.

Finally he hesitated for a while, but still connected, and said amicably:

"I'm working."

"I really didn't lie to you..."

"I slept at Sayuri's house at night."

"What? She said I didn't go?"

"Okay, okay, I know, I'm hanging up, anyway, I'll be out for the night anyway."

"Really, hang up. I'll be back tonight."

Satou Miwako hung up the phone immediately, as if a drowning man had just been fished out of the river, his face was full of expressions of the rest of his life after the holiday.

Shiraishi asked curiously, "What, what happened? Could it be the call from your house?"

"It's okay, I'm going to work."

Satou Miwako wasn't going to say that, so he greeted the two and left.

Shimabukuro Junhui watched Satou Miwako go out, looked away, and asked calmly, "Xiu, what is your relationship with Miwako?"

Shiraishi touched his neck and frowned, "How should I say it... Anyway, it's a special relationship..."

He was mainly embarrassed to say it.

She used to be Satou Miwako's informant. After all, she still has to pretend to be in front of beautiful women.

However, when Shimabukuro-kun Hui's ears fell, there was a different taste.

The first thought that came to her mind was ex-boyfriends and girlfriends. They got along like boyfriends and girlfriends, but they didn't address each other intimately, and they felt like the boyfriends and girlfriends who broke up.

Shimabukuro Junhui said calmly: "Xiu, I found that Miwako is very different to you."

"What's different?" Shiraishi Shuichi's face was suspicious.

Shimabukuro Junhui stared at Shiraishi, nodded slightly and said seriously: "Ordinary girls don't stay in the house of ordinary boys and friends, unless she has a good impression of this boy friend in her heart, otherwise it is impossible to do this. of."

Shiraishi was silent, rubbing his chin slowly, and thinking—

[That tigress likes me? 】

[No, no, no, no, there should be no other way, so I will be here for one night. 】

Shiraishi denied his idea in his heart, and smiled at Shimabukuro Junhui:

"Junhui, you girls just like to gossip. Don't talk about this kind of thing. I can't afford to offend that woman, that's the police."

"All right……"

Shimabukuro Junhui did not bother with this topic, took the newspaper on the table and read it, and said while reading:

"Xiu, I didn't expect you to solve a case a few days ago. It's really amazing. Looking at you is like watching a detective drama."

"Small idea."

"you are great."

Shimabukuro Junhui is still not stingy in praise.

Shiraishi had a humble expression on his face, but with the little smugness in his eyes, Shimabukuro Junhui could see clearly and couldn't help but smile.

Also at this time-

The system in his head remembered the sound.

"Ding!"

"System tasks have been refreshed."

"Please, the host, overthrow Junhui Shimabukuro within three hours."

"Reward: No. 4, No. 39, Mikacho 5-chome - B-level character barbecue restaurant."

When he saw this task, Shiraishi became a little excited. This was too unacceptable. He even wanted to scold the system, but the smile on his face couldn't stop.

However, when he thought of this task, he felt a little more difficult.

Although boys are generally stronger than girls, women in this world are not easy to provoke, and they always want to kill people.

If he really did something, maybe he was killed at night.

For the sake of his own small life, Shiraishi decided to try it out first:

"Junhui~..."

"what?"

"This..."

"Hmm~" Shimabukuro Junhui nodded, staring at Shiraishi.

"That's right..." Shiraishi rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

"Mmmm~" Shiraishi Junhui looked at Shiraishi again and nodded.

Shiraishi thought of the news he saw last time in his mind, and said calmly, "It's the news we saw last time we watched TV. A woman believed in her friend and ended up being harassed by her friend. If you It's that woman, what would you do?"

Shimabukuro-kunhui's face turned red all of a sudden.

His heart started beating wildly, and he clenched his small fists a little overwhelmed.

He secretly glanced at Shiraishi's expectant eyes, those hot eyes, as if he was about to cook himself.

Shimabukuro Junhui felt hot all over, her legs twisted together involuntarily, she bit her red lips lightly, and finally said in a very weak voice:

"I think that woman must be a friend who believes in her, and she should also be interested in him... Otherwise..."

She lowered her head slowly and murmured, "Otherwise, he will definitely not be able to succeed..."

"hiss……"

Shiraishi's heart was beating in his throat, but he felt cold air pouring into his mouth.

His hands and feet were a little bit out of order, and his whole body seemed to be sweating. He swallowed and looked at Shimabukuro Junhui, his eyes gradually became hot.

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opposite.

Mouri Detective Agency.

Mouri Kogoro ate the breakfast prepared by his daughter, looked at the newspaper this morning, and the photos in the newspaper, and said in surprise:

"Xiao Ran, the kid above, can't be the kid on the third floor opposite?"

"Yeah. Xiu is really good. Yesterday, Shinichi's reasoning was wrong, and he got the real evidence all at once."

Thinking of Shiraishi's performance yesterday, Xiao Ran couldn't help but smile sweetly.

Especially when the other party is clumsy when skiing, and it is inexplicably a little fun.

But when she thought of being hugged and rolled into a ball, she still blushed a little. Although she knew it wasn't intentional, it still made people feel shy. Fortunately, they all wore thick clothes yesterday, otherwise they would be embarrassed and ashamed.

Mouri Kogoro nodded: "This kid can do it, I don't see that he has some skills."

Then his expression changed, and he gritted his teeth: "That kid lives opposite me, and he will definitely steal my business. No, I have to find a way to get him away."

Xiao Ran heard this and laughed angrily: "Dad, you don't have any business in the first place, so it's nothing to do with other people's repairs."

"What do you know! If you take away our business, I'll see what you eat!"

"Mom will pay for my living expenses. I'm not worried at all. Dad, you just need to think about yourself."

"..."

Mouri Kogoro felt blood clogged in his throat and wanted to throw up but couldn't. *