Jiang Xia casually tapped his head, pretending to straighten out his train of thought while actually knocking away the strange association.
Then he continued:
"If the cup hadn't shattered, then after you received the police call and left that store, the water cup bearing the victim's fingerprints would have been immediately collected and washed by the staff. Once the fingerprints disappeared, no one could prove that the person who went to the store was the victim, and you would lose your alibi as a result.
"In other words, the only thing that could prove the victim had been to that store was that shattered cup with her fingerprints on it.
"Since you were friends with the victim, it wouldn't have been difficult for you to obtain an identical glass beforehand, have the victim drink water from it during your usual interactions and leave her fingerprints on it, then bring that cup into the store today and switch it with the one that got smashed amid the chaos."
As the truth was exposed, Shodo Yuika finally found it difficult to maintain the smile on her face. Her gaze grew increasingly gloomy, and at last, an extremely faint thread of killing intent slowly rose from her.
Jiang Xia: "..."
...Forget it. Going from nothing to something was still progress.
Besides, quite a few other murderers had shown killing intent toward him before. The murderer in front of him was merely a timid exception. Her future was actually very promising.
A few minutes earlier.
Inside the bedroom in the back room of the Gothic Lolita Clothing Store.
Okiya Subaru struggled with his conscience for a short while, but finally could not resist turning on the computer and cracking its password.
A soft, warm pink desktop filled his view. The folders were arranged