Hakuba Saguru did not even know what to say.
This method of constantly thinking about how to kill someone had already surpassed his understanding.
Using ice and snow to kill someone, of all things.
That was absurd!
No, wait. Thinking about it carefully, maybe it was not that absurd?
Damn it, Fujino was reminding me again!
Hakuba Saguru pondered seriously, gradually overthinking it until realization struck him. "I understand how that guy killed her!"
"You understand?"
Fujino raised his eyes to look at Hakuba Saguru.
Hakuba Saguru nodded seriously. "If I'm not mistaken, he used salt to turn the snowball into an ice ball. Though it was ice, the snow formed from ice had a certain toughness. It would not break apart while rolling; instead, it would keep getting bigger, providing some cushioning for the ice ball!"
"If he hid a person inside the ice ball and pushed it off a cliff, the person would naturally fall into the lake!"
"And that slightly warm hot spring lake would melt the ice ball."
"This method would leave practically no traces in the snow."
Hakuba Saguru muttered mysteriously, "That way, all he had to do was kill the person and put her inside the snowball. But there were no external injuries when the body was found, so she was most likely drowned. That could not have been done in this environment, so it must have been inside the villa..."
"And judging by Miss Ogura's body, he must have called her outside first, then brought her back to the hotel and drowned her. After all, Miss Ogura was wearing ski clothes, but she was not wearing gloves or a hat."
"This explanation makes the most sense."
"..."
Listening to Hakuba Saguru's deduction, Fujino did not know how to mock it for a moment.