I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

Mrs. Takeuchi's body was thrown to the wall, and she fainted immediately with a heavy groan.

Even the screams didn't have time to speak.

"what happened?!"

Kujo Reiko heard the sound and rushed in. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Otoi Hiroshi's face was not very good, and Mrs. Takeuchi, who used to be extremely delicate, was slumped on the ground motionless like a dead pig.

Otoi Hiroshi said in a low voice, "She just wanted to kill someone and silence her."

"I understand." Kujo Reiko understood that although Otoi Hiroshi's behavior was not in compliance with the procedures, Mrs. Takeuchi's behavior was even more outrageous. "How is Mr. Takeuchi's situation?"

"He was still under the balcony. In desperation, I threw him onto the balcony below. Did you find anything?" Otoi Hiroshi asked.

"This," Reiko Kujo handed over the rope in her hand, "should be strong enough."

Later, Hiroshi Otoi rescued Takeuchi who was unconscious with the help of Reiko Kujo, and the police arrived soon after.

"I see, because Mr. Takeuchi knew the inside story of Takeuchi Construction's case of cutting corners, he demanded a large amount of hush money from his wife, which led to Mrs. Takeuchi becoming murderous towards him, right?" Officer Megure asked.

"That's probably the case." Hiroshi Otoi nodded, his eyes looking a little tired.

"Speaking of which," Takagi Wataru finished recording in his notebook, raised his head and asked in confusion: "How come Otoi-kun is with Prosecutor Kujo?"

"Actually it is……"

Before Hiroshi Otoi finished speaking, Kujo Reiko said directly: "Lawyer Fei asked him to deliver some materials to me. It happened that my car broke down, so I asked him to send me here."

"So that's what it looks like." Takagi Wataru poked his chin with the cap of his pen and said with a silly smile, "I almost thought Otoi-kun had been infected with that kind of constitution by Mr. Mori..."

"constitution?"

"That's the kind of thing..." Takagi Wataru danced and gestured, "Wherever you go, there will be murders..."

"Takagi-kun." Officer Megure glanced at him.

Takagi Wataru immediately shut his mouth, knowing that he had spoken too much.

"I'm sorry, Officer Megure." Hiroshi Otoi turned his head, "Too many things happened today. I will take notes with Prosecutor Kujo tomorrow morning. We want to go back and rest tonight."

"Let's say goodbye first." Reiko Kujo leaned over and said goodbye.

The two left, leaving behind the beady-eyed Officer Megure and Takagi Wataru.

Officer Megure: "Together?"

Takagi Wataru: "Us?"

"..."

"Ahem, don't think about things that have nothing to do with you at work, Takagi-kun." Officer Megure walked to the forensic personnel.

"Police department, aren't you also..."

……

It was already dark now, it was pitch black outside, and the rain was lighter than in the afternoon. Occasionally, a few lights would shine out from the vehicles passing by on the roadside.

Kujo Reiko, who had no expression on her face, walked quietly beside Otoi Hiroshi, which was different from when she came.

Hiroshi Otoi held an umbrella, and she stood under it, side by side.

"Tired?" Otoi Hiroshi asked.

Kujo Reiko nodded silently, as if she didn't have the strength to speak.

"Where to go next? Go back to work or?"

Reiko Kujo sighed, "Although I really want to quickly collect evidence and file a prosecution, I really am not in the mood to work right now."

Her delicate white fingertips lightly caressed Otoi Hiroshi's arm, and her eyes stared at the wound on the arm, "Go to my house, and I will bandage it for you."

"Going to your house?" Hiroshi Otoi scratched his cheek and subconsciously asked, "Isn't it appropriate?"

"I live alone, you don't have to feel embarrassed." Kujo Reiko slowly raised her eyes, met his gaze, and said jokingly: "Or are you thinking about something dirty right now? "

Otoi Hiroshi rolled his eyes, "As long as you don't mind."

……

To be honest, although Otoi Hiroshi had some guesses beforehand, he still couldn't help but click his tongue when he arrived at Kujo Reiko's house.

Typical workaholic style, there are no decorations in the home to enhance the atmosphere. It is so simple that he even feels that this place is more like Kujo Reiko's office.

Although simple, it is very neat.

There are many flower pots on the balcony, and some common indoor potted plants are planted.

It is one of the few things in this house that can make people feel warm.

After boiling the water, she made herself a pot of tea, and Reiko Kujo came out of the room with a small medicine box.

"How is the wound? Does it hurt?" she asked softly.

Otoi Hiroshi shook his head and suddenly noticed the wound on her forehead, "On your side, be careful of leaving scars on your face."

When he said this, Kujo Reiko realized the pain and subconsciously touched her forehead, but she screamed in pain.

"Are you stupid?"

Seeing her cute look, Otoi Hiroshi couldn't help but laugh.

"I want you to take care of it!"

Kujo Reiko glared at him angrily, "Stretch out your arm. I'll first make sure there are no glass fragments left inside."

Otoi Hiroshi took the cotton swab and iodine from her hand, "It's okay. I used to get injured a lot. I know the situation better than the doctor, so you don't have to worry."

Under the dim incandescent light, Kujo Reiko raised her head and looked at him, suddenly feeling palpitated.

[What exactly has he experienced in these years...]

The next moment, Hiroshi Otoi suddenly held her face, which was round and rosy.

"Do, what..." She twisted and avoided his sight.

"What are you doing?" Hiroshi Otoi impatiently took out his phone and took a selfie, pointing it at her face. "Do you want to see what you look like now?"

Kujo Reiko subconsciously moved her gaze over.

Her face on the screen was a little pale, and there was a not-so-deep scratch on her forehead. The blood stains had solidified, but the blood stains spread from her forehead to both sides of her nose and even her cheeks.

"Giggle..." She suddenly laughed, "It feels weird."

"Weird?" Otoi Hiroshi stared at her for a long time, until her cheeks turned red. "It would be better to say that it feels broken and sad."

"Okay, don't move."

"Ok?"

"Are you going to sleep like this at night?" Otoi Hiroshi rolled his eyes at her.

Kujo Reiko immediately felt at ease.

Otoi Hiroshi picked up a disinfectant wipe and went around her wound to wipe away the blood bit by bit. When he occasionally touched the wound, he felt a cool breeze before the pain came.

"Be patient for a little bit, and the pain will go away after blowing on it."

"Um--"

Kujo Reiko sat there, her slender legs together, her two restless little hands tightly clasped on her legs, an inexplicable emotion rising in her heart.

She hasn't felt this way since her sister died.

Most of the time, she plays the role of caregiver.

But at this moment, she felt the long-lost peace of mind in Otoi Hiroshi.

"Why are you blushing like this?"