Fujino looked bewildered, as though he were questioning his entire life.
Masashi Yamamoto's expression turned grave. Feeling that he had discovered the truth, he said coldly in a deep voice, "You were the only one at the crime scene. According to our investigation, you had an argument with Mr. Kikukawa earlier, and everyone saw it."
"Besides that, you accepted a commission from Mr. Yuzo Kinoshita. Based on Mr. Kinoshita's inquiry, you should have accepted a commission from Kadokawa Editorial to crack the code. But because of your argument with Mr. Kikukawa and his demand that you kneel and apologize, that commission fell through as well."
"And the reason you came here must have been because you found the floppy disk and came to apologize to Mr. Kikukawa for the sake of Kadokawa Editorial's commission."
There was a trace of confidence in Masashi Yamamoto's voice, as though he had seen through so-called human nature. "As a young Great Detective, you must care greatly about your dignity. There was no way you would kneel in front of so many people. Even if you were going to kneel, you would certainly choose a place with no one around."
"So after the banquet ended, you found Mr. Kikukawa and apologized. But after you knelt, Mr. Kikukawa chose not to forgive you. The two of you then got into an argument, and in a fit of rage, you killed Mr. Kikukawa. Am I wrong, Great Detective Fujino Doji?"
Masashi Yamamoto looked at Fujino and asked, "What else do you have to say now?"
"Pfft..."
Fujino could not help laughing.
Masashi Yamamoto frowned. "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing. I just thought of something funny."
"What was so funny?"
Fujino: "..."
Should I say I was thinking about my wife giving birth?
Fujino felt that this