Red Horse

At the end of the workday, Shiraishi had to confirm and sign off on some miscellaneous documents. Then a representative from Beika Shopping Street came by to ask about a few matters. By the time he finished handling everything after staying in the office a while longer, it was already past seven.

Afterward, Shiraishi and Narcissist headed to the garage together—

"I can drive," Shiraishi told Narcissist.

"Excuse me—" the narcissist said as he took the passenger seat.

Shiraishi certainly wasn't about to let these detectives drive his personal car!

"I hope they aren't sold out yet." Narcissist looked a little worried.

"It's fine. If they're sold out, we'll reserve some for tomorrow." Shiraishi wasn't worried. If they reserved them, they could order a few extra as well.

Before long, the two arrived at Shiro Cafe in Block 5. Fortunately, there were still plenty of Orange Cakes left. Shiraishi bought them all to go. He personally delivered one portion to Ayako's home, while Narcissist took the rest back to the police station—

Just as Shiraishi loaded all the cakes into the car and prepared to leave—

"Mm?"

Shiraishi suddenly heard Ran arguing with someone upstairs at the Mori Detective Agency!

Shiro Cafe was the newly opened cafe on the first floor of the Mori Detective Agency, and it was also one of the Mori family's main sources of income.

Shiraishi hadn't planned to go up and visit, but upon hearing the argument, he worried something might have happened. He shut the car door and headed for the stairs, with Narcissist quickly following behind.

At the stairway entrance, Narcissist saw Ran and that young girl from Osaka confronting a chubby, bespectacled middle-aged man—

Then Ran's stern voice rang out. "Hey! If you don't leave, I'm calling the police!"

"No—I mean no