Once they figured out who owned that outfit, they could obtain the suspect list for "pretending to be the victim and going to the coffee shop," and then narrow down the murderer.
Inspector Yassa was about to question them further.
But at that moment, Shodo Yuika spoke up again like a Detective, beating him to the question: "Was Mihiro the only person who bought that outfit?"
The store manager was easygoing. Rather than complaining that this group was disrupting her business, she calmly shook her head. "It was an original design from our store. On the very day it went on sale yesterday, it had already sold out."
In other words, many had been sold, and demand had exceeded supply.
Inspector Yassa frowned at Shodo Yuika. If someone had impersonated the victim and entered that coffee shop to muddy the alibi, then this woman, who had entered the store ten minutes after the victim, was obviously the prime suspect.
He pointed at Shodo Yuika and asked the store manager, "Was this lady among the customers who bought the clothes?"
"How could I have been? I was still in Japan yesterday. My flight only landed at dawn, so there was no way I could have bought that outfit. If you don't believe me, check with customs."
Seeing that he still suspected her, Shodo Yuika looked furious. "I only knew a new product had gone on sale because Mihiro kept bragging to me about buying new clothes."
The store manager raised her head, her gaze lightly sweeping over Shodo Yuika's face. "This lady was indeed not among the people who bought the clothes."
Shodo Yuika silently breathed a sigh of relief, and the way she looked at the store manager became a little friendlier.
But Inspector Yassa was troubled, feeling as though