Chapter 133: The side effects of the antidote are a bit big

Akaso Kaze carried Eri Kisaki into the room and closed the door.

He placed Eri Kisaki on the bed and was about to get up.

The woman suddenly reached out her slender arms and wrapped them around Akaso Kaze’s neck.

"Don't go, I feel so uncomfortable, help me!"

Eri Kisaki’s face was like a red sunset, gasping for breath, feeling like she couldn't breathe.

These side effects are a bit big.

Akaso Kaze was worried about his mother-in-law’s safety, so he stayed behind.

With his neck wrapped, he had no choice but to lie down beside Eri Kisaki, helping her undo the top button.

Eri Kisaki’s attire was very conservative; inside her water-blue coat, all the buttons of her shirt were fastened.

Akaso Kaze helped her take off her coat and undo the buttons to let her breathe.

Eri Kisaki’s chest rose and fell continuously.

As the buttons opened, it became more and more violent.

She squinted at Akaso Kaze in front of her, her silvery-white teeth biting her lower lip tightly.

No, no, he is my daughter’s man, I must hold back!

However, waves of drug effects were assaulting her consciousness.

The dreams from last night surfaced one by one.

Eri Kisaki finally couldn't take it anymore.

Why did I have to meet him so late?

I was born before you, but when I met you, you were already my son-in-law.

"Wooo..."

The woman cried out in sadness.

Akaso Kaze couldn't bear to see women cry, especially beautiful women.

He felt a bit heartbroken and used his hand to wipe away Eri Kisaki’s tears.

Eri Kisaki blinked her teary eyes, looking at the gentle man in front of her.

Feeling the warm, large hand on her face.

Long-term loneliness made her unable to resist such attraction.

"Akaso-san~"

A moving tremor came from the woman’s voice.

[Ding, Eri Kisaki has developed a favorable impression of you; current favorability is 1.]

An hour later, Akaso Kaze left Eri Kisaki’s room.

Of course, he still used the Gate of Space.

Coming without a shadow, leaving without a trace.

People outside had no idea what had happened in the famous lawyer Eri Kisaki’s office.

The side effects of Ai Haibara’s medicine weren't actually that big.

A cold shower would have taken care of it.

Of course, Eri Kisaki certainly couldn't have done it on her own.

So Akaso Kaze gave her a hand.

Looking at the chocolate box labeled ‘ziguba’ in his hand, along with the free fake flower, Akaso Kaze frowned slightly.

This case seemed like it was going to kill several people.

However, apart from Eri Kisaki and Ran, what did others have to do with him?

Akaso Kaze thought for a moment and picked a few poisoned chocolates to put into his soul space.

This stuff is pretty good; in the future, whoever I don't like, I’ll give them one.

In the small room in the office upstairs, Eri Kisaki was wrapped in a quilt.

Her snow-white teeth bit her red lips.

Bad guy, big bad guy.

Saying the situation was urgent and he had to do it.

It was clear that a cold shower would have been enough; why didn't you say so earlier?

I, I... could have done it myself.

Thinking about being carried into the bathroom by him and having all her clothes removed.

Eri Kisaki was so shy her face turned bright red.

However, he was really so gentle, so considerate...

Eri Kisaki’s heart pounded like a young girl’s.

She buried her face deeply into the quilt.

Her mind kept replaying the scene of the bath.

It was too embarrassing.

Such intimate contact with a man was the first time in ten years...

Green Terrace Police Hospital, Room 622.

"Juzo Megure? Is Inspector Megure’s name Juzo?" Conan looked at the sign on the door.

"That’s right, Inspector Megure’s name is Juzo."

Uncle Mouri glanced at the brat, then pushed open the door, walked into the ward, and took the initiative to greet: "Hello, Inspector Megure, we heard you were injured, so we came to see you."

"Officer Shiratori, you’re here too."

Ninzaburo Shiratori stood up and greeted them.

The few exchanged pleasantries.

Ninzaburo Shiratori began to introduce the case: "Inspector Megure was attacked while jogging. The culprit used a handheld crossbow; it’s very difficult to trace the source of this type of weapon."

"In addition, we don't know yet if this is an attack specifically targeting Inspector Megure; after all, being a policeman makes one quite hated."

Listening to Officer Shiratori finish the case, Kogoro Mouri and Conan both frowned:

"Officer Shiratori, did you find any clues at the scene where Inspector Megure was attacked?"

Kogoro Mouri asked.

"Clues?" Officer Shiratori was slightly stunned, then replied, "The location where Inspector Megure was attacked was in a park; because there were so many people, it was impossible to collect any valuable clues."

"Right, we did find this at the scene, but we don't know if it’s related to the case."

Officer Shiratori said, taking a twenty-centimeter-long evidence bag from his bag and placing it in front of everyone.

Looking at the contents of the evidence bag, Conan’s expression changed slightly: "Is this a Western sword?"

That’s right, the item in the evidence bag was clearly a paper Western sword, and there were wave-like patterns on the blade.

Uncle Mouri glanced at the evidence bag and asked strangely: "Officer Shiratori, did the criminal leave this?"

"That’s not certain yet." Officer Shiratori shook his head.

"We just happened to find this at the scene; we can't rule out that someone else dropped it in the park."

Conan pinched his chin with one hand: "That sword looks so strange; I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere."

"Is it possible it’s related to a criminal Inspector Megure has arrested?" Uncle Mouri asked.

"As for criminals," Megure looked at Kogoro Mouri with a frown, and his eyes suddenly lit up as he said:

"It might be Jo Murakami; ten years ago, he was arrested by me and Mouri for murder, and he was only released from prison a week ago."

Shiratori’s expression became serious: "I’ll go investigate immediately!"

"Mouri, if the criminal really is Jo Murakami, you should be careful too." Megure said with concern.

"I know."

Uncle Mouri’s expression was serious, as if he had become a different person.

"If it is him, it’s indeed possible he might come after me too."

After a while, Shiratori walked in from outside.

"The criminal should be Jo Murakami, no doubt," he said with a serious expression.

"He was released from prison a week ago and has suddenly disappeared; he’s probably hiding somewhere preparing for his next murder."

"Jo Murakami..." Uncle Mouri’s expression became even heavier.

Megure looked at Mouri, "If it really is Jo Murakami, I think he’s likely targeting Mouri."

"Although it was Mouri and I who arrested him ten years ago, it was mainly Mouri."

At this moment, the television on the wall was playing an advertisement news segment, introducing the Aqua Crystal Marine Entertainment Plaza opened by Katsuyoshi Asahi.

Five o’clock in the afternoon, Dr. Agasa’s house.

Dr. Agasa was helping Conan repair his solar-powered skateboard, while Conan sat in front of the TV, holding the phone and saying "uh-huh" non-stop.