It was clear that Fu Qian's performance had thoroughly shaken everyone.
For about ten seconds, the room was completely silent.
Almost everyone turned in unison to the person Fu Qian's gaze had finally settled on: Kanna Kisaragi.
She was staring at the bathtub, her expression wooden. Facing her father's corpse, she showed little sign of grief.
Hayami Suzune, whose brow had already been furrowed, looked even more grim.
Deep down, she clearly didn't want to believe in such a horrific family tragedy.
But Kanna's reaction was a powerful blow to her preconceptions.
Could it really be her?
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Dancy. Do you have any leads on the killer?"
In this delicate atmosphere, it was Kanna's older sister who looked at Fu Qian and spoke up.
"You'll have to ask the professionals about that."
Fu Qian, who had just acted like an expert, immediately backed out.
At the fortune-teller's words, the female diviner naturally turned her gaze to Hayami Suzune.
Uh...
Under that gaze, Hayami Suzune found herself at a loss for words.
"Sorry, we're still investigating. We haven't identified any suspects yet."
After a moment of silence, one of the officers spoke.
Although he seemed puzzled as to why the Night Watchers were interested in the case, he still considered it an ordinary public-safety matter that his own department should handle.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
The female diviner showed no dissatisfaction with the progress of the investigation. In fact, she politely bowed to the two officers.
"May we leave now?"
"...Of course."
The two officers exchanged a glance, then nodded together.
In the middle of the night, such a scene was certainly too much for two young women to take in.
"Thank you."
The female diviner said nothing more. She gave Fu Qian and