Turning around, Inspector Yassa was shocked to find that it was that suspicious Asian man again. "...You're a member of this troupe?!"
"..."
Okiya Subaru nodded stiffly.
Inspector Yassa's gaze immediately became more suspicious than ever. "But I remember you being a prop master for a Tokyo production crew."
Okiya Subaru said, "...It's a side job. They were short-handed here before, so I came to help."
Inspector Yassa stared him down. "Hah, you came here to help, and then someone died? Is there really such a coincidence? And on the costume street before, why was it you who showed up in a restroom near the crime scene? Are you really completely unrelated to all this?"
Okiya Subaru: "..."
Being interrogated as a suspect by the police was just as terrifying no matter how many times he went through it.
But remembering what Uzo had said earlier, Okiya Subaru realized that as long as he did not reject his boss's proposal, he probably would not actually be arrested and investigated as the culprit. No matter how suspicious the police were, they still needed evidence in the end.
And with Jiang Xia, such a capable Great Detective, present, as long as Uzo did not secretly plant physical evidence proving his guilt, he would remain safe.
Okiya Subaru: "..." When he was no longer standing against Uzo, but merely acting as a subordinate useful to him, the dangerous air around him had somehow returned to normal.
Though there was a saying that one could not be cowed by power, the scales in Okiya Subaru's heart had inevitably begun tipping to one side.
Halfway through his fierce interrogation, Inspector Yassa noticed that this guy had started spacing out again. His temple twitched. "When the incident happened, I remember you weren't in the audience. Where