Himuro Reiji: "..." What other motive could there be?
Following that line of thought, he suddenly remembered the news he had just seen.
"Wait, y-you're the unlucky passerby who almost got hit by that falling person?!" It felt as though lightning had flashed through Himuro Reiji's mind, and he suddenly understood the situation.
—Thinking back to the news report, the unlucky passerby had only been vaguely described as "tall and burly." But around here, there really weren't many people who would immediately make someone think of "tall and burly."
And the guy in front of him was clearly one of them.
Himuro Reiji suddenly felt that he had grasped the key point. "I really never meant to kill you. From beginning to end, Numao was the only one I wanted dead! ...Ahem, of course, I also wanted to kill that former cop, but I couldn't find a way to kill him while clearing myself of suspicion, so I had to put that aside. Hitting your car was completely an accident!"
Irish: "...Idiot." He had been manipulated by Uzo without even realizing it—the timing of that fall had been far too "coincidental," and then photos of his car had been taken... This was no simple "accident." It could even be said that it had nothing to do with an accident at all.
Thinking of Uzo, Irish took a folded sheet of paper from his pocket, unfolded it, and placed it in front of Himuro Reiji. "Have you seen these two people?"
Himuro Reiji was briefly dazed. "..." Ignoring the breaking in and the beating, just listening to these words made the guy in front of him sound like a cop. Could he be some former criminal police officer who had resigned too?
While grumbling inwardly, he lowered his head to examine