"Before the elevator doors closed, you reached inside and pressed the button for the eighth floor. The elevator then carried the body downward. When it reached the eighth floor and the doors opened, the body lost its support and fell backward, half lying outside and half remaining inside. It looked as though the victim had been murdered on the eighth floor—since the body itself took the elevator up and down, you didn't need to use the stairs. Two minutes was more than enough."
Jiang Xia glanced at the officers, whose ears had perked up as they prepared to rush out and search for evidence at any moment, then continued:
"To save time after killing her, the murderer casually set the bouquet down on the nearby carpet, leaving pollen behind. There are also adhesive marks on the elevator button for the fifteenth floor, left when she held the elevator doors open. Besides, carrying out this plan would inevitably get some blood on her hands, so she should have been wearing gloves at the time. Given how brief the crime was, she wouldn't have had much time to dispose of them. They should be somewhere nearby..."
"..."
The room fell silent.
The next second, as the last echoes of the deduction faded, a thud rang out in the hall as someone dropped to their knees.
Okiya Subaru: "..."
Although he had already witnessed it once in person, seeing it again made him realize that Jiang Xia truly was just like the rumors said. He solved cases as if he were reading from a script, never leaving anyone else even a chance to ask a question.
"..." If Jiang Xia's explanations of criminal methods had not always been so matter-of-fact, without the slightest hint of performance, Okiya Subaru would truly have suspected that