Famous Detective: I'm Sato Miwako's Informant

the next day.

Early in the morning.

Shiraishi and Kisaki Eri met at her law firm.

"You are..."

Kisaki Eri frowned as he looked at Shiraishi, his eyes fixed on his neck, and a thought flashed in his eyes.

I saw Shiraishi repairing his neck at this time, with a very strange mark on it, as if he didn't know who had bitten him, and even a group of tooth marks could be seen.

"Haha, this..."

Shiraishi smiled awkwardly, stroking the bite wound on his neck, thinking about what happened last night, and pretending not to care:

"Actually, nothing happened. It was just bitten by a naughty kitten. Although I was bitten, I also gave her a hard lesson."

"Humph!"

With contempt on his face, Kisaki Eri sat directly at his desk, looking at the documents and ignoring him - he didn't care.

She's not a little girl who doesn't understand anything, she still doesn't understand what's going on, but it's not her business, so she can't control it.

"Boom boom boom.."

Kuri Shanlu knocked on the door, pushed in, and raised his eyebrows: "Teacher, Miss Kurosawa is here."

Kisaki Eri nodded: "Got it, go and invite her in!"

Chestnut Hill Green left.

After a while, Shizuo Kurosawa, who was anxious, walked in.

Bowing to Shiraishi and Kisaki Eri, she hurriedly took out the letter she received last night and handed it over:

"Lawyer Concubine, this is the document I received last night. You can take a look at it for me."

Kisaki Eri opened the folder and watched it word by word, frowning gradually.

After a few minutes……

"call……"

Kisaki Eri took a deep breath after reading it and said to Kurosawa Shizuo:

"This is your husband's agent, that is, the content certificate issued by the lawyer."

"What do you mean? What does it mean?"

Shizuo Kurosawa is very uneasy right now, and only feels that things are not at all what he imagined, and they are developing into an unknown situation.

Kisaki Eri hurriedly reassured: "Miss Kurosawa, don't panic, this is just a notification letter. The above is that your husband wants to discuss the terms of divorce with you."

"divorce……"

"What do you mean?"

"It's too sudden." Kurosawa Shizuo didn't know where to put his hands: "I don't know what to do..."

Kisaki Eri thought for a while, and said: "On the premise of divorce, negotiate alimony and other issues. Whether to coordinate on the premise of reconciliation, it depends on your purpose and the way of negotiation is also different. You must think carefully about this. think."

Kurosawa rubbed his hands uneasily, the thoughts in his mind were messy: "I don't know, we haven't said a word since we separated."

"But since the other party has already found a lawyer."

"I I" j^j...n".

"Let's do this first!"

Kisaki Eri took a notepad next to him and handed it over: "Please write on this client's notebook the experience of you and your husband from recognizing to getting married, as well as marriage life and memories, etc. Just write what you're thinking right now, as much as you can."

"Dududu..." The phone on the desk began to ring, making everyone panic.

Shizuo Kurosawa looked at Kisaki Eri in confusion: "lawyer concubine, why are you writing this?"

"Sorry, I'll take a call." Kisaki Eri smiled apologetically, picked up the phone on the desk, walked to the side, and began to communicate in a low voice.

Shizuo Kurosawa watched Kisaki Eri answer the phone, and then looked at the notepad in front of him, her eyes slightly red.

Shiraishi also spoke up: "Ms. Kurosawa, this is something that the client often writes. Just write down your thoughts and rearrange your thoughts again. It doesn't have to be too difficult."

"Is it because time is limited?"

Shizuo Kurosawa suddenly said this.

Shiraishi Shuichi was stunned, glanced at Kisaki Eri who was on the phone, shook his head and said:

"No, it's not about time. Don't think about anything, it's just a normal thing."

Kurosawa nodded silently, glanced at Kisaki Eri who was still on the phone, picked up the notepad on the table, gave Shiraishi a slight salute, and left.

Shiraishi watched Kurosawa Shizuo leave, and then looked at Kisaki Eri, with a thought in his eyes.

After a few minutes……

Kisaki Eri finally finished the phone call. Seeing that Kurosawa was no longer there, he took out a piece of paper and began to write and draw.

Shiraishi sat across from her and glanced at it, "Are you working on a schedule?"

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"Yeah, I work with a lot of companies, so I have to squeeze all the time out."

"Then why do I feel that you are always fine?"

"That's because I'm good and I dealt with it ahead of time. Miss Kurosawa's incident happened too suddenly, so I have to squeeze some time in here to do her business. Otherwise, if the time is crowded together, do You can't be too careful about anything."

"Is that so..."

Shiraishi understood, looked at the above series of records, and said with a wry smile:

"My God, your schedule is too full, it seems that there is no time to rest at all."

"As long as you know."

"But then, don't you need to listen more to the client's thoughts?"

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Kisaki Eri was stunned for a moment, stopped the pen in his hand, and looked at Shiraishi who was opposite: "Are you referring to Miss Kurosawa?"

Shiraishi nodded.

Kisaki Eri smiled: "The parties do not decide whether to divorce or not. I don't think any action is necessary."

Shiraishi still nodded, but this time he spoke: "You're right, not at all. But I always feel that for a woman like her, it will take a long time for her to make a decision."

"Do you know women well?"

Shiraishi didn't want to talk anymore, he always felt like he was trapping himself.

With a cough, he said, "Well, I won't disturb you today. But if you have any trouble, you can call me and I will come over."

After saying that, he smiled at Kisaki Eri, got up and left.

Since Kisaki Eri already has something to do, it's useless for him to stay here, it's better to do other things, and it's good to meet other people.

Kisaki Eri watched Shiraishi leave, and then looked at his timetable. Liu Mei couldn't help but jump up and down, and said uncertainly:

"So what he means... is he accusing me of being lazy..."

"Dududu..." At this moment, the phone rang.

She picked it up and saw that there were twenty missed calls, and all of them were public telephones.

This strange scene suddenly made her puzzled: "Who beat this?" Kou.