In short, since the murderer had not left the building, and Okiya Subaru was the only person found in the entire building, Inspector Yassa was now ninety-nine percent certain that he was the killer.
Yet under his oppressive glare, Okiya Subaru showed no reaction at all. He even raised a hand to prop up his forehead and started spacing out again.
"?" Inspector Yassa felt insulted by this Tokyo man's contempt and could not help reaching out to pat him. "Why are you spacing out? I'm asking you a question!"
Okiya Subaru turned to glance at him, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.
Inspector Yassa froze. This suspect seemed a little melancholy, but also as though he were resisting the police with silence.
He snorted. "Don't think staying silent will get you off the hook!"
The director had originally been hiding behind the police, wanting to see exactly which murderer had shot Nanjo Hayato.
He had not expected Jiang Xia to go out for a moment and come back with a crew member.
"You... I remember your surname is Tanaka, right? The new trainee prop master." The director looked at Okiya Subaru. He felt that this did not match his image of the murderer at all, and asked doubtfully, "What were you doing just now? When everyone gathered downstairs, I didn't see you."
That ordinary conversation brought Okiya Subaru back to himself somewhat. He was, after all, still an easygoing person and usually did not want to leave others hanging.
Okiya Subaru glanced at the Detective beside him. Too embarrassed to say that he had been hiding from Jiang Xia, he came up with an excuse. "I've never been to the United Kingdom before. I was interested in the streets here, so I went