"Mr. Shinjo played Maki Juri's lover in the play, and in reality, they really were lovers too."
The makeup artist revealed something that would have sent the paparazzi into a frenzy. "When they first met, Miss Maki Juri did like him quite a bit. But gradually, she started thinking Mr. Shinjo was getting old and grew tired of him. Lately, she often asked me if I knew anyone younger and cuter, and she became increasingly unwilling to humor Mr. Shinjo."
Kid touched his fake face. "..." Younger and cuter... Was she talking about Jiang Xia? That bastard Detective was indeed a little younger than this face, but where exactly did she get "cute" from? Was everyone here visually impaired?
Suzuki Sonoko followed the makeup artist's account through the assistant, the director, the director's wife, Maki Juri's ex-husband, and Maki Juri's former lover. Her once bright, lively eyes were gradually turning into mosquito coils. "Too many. There are too many again..."
"..." Jiang Xia glanced at her and quietly raised a hand to pat her head, trying to knock those strange thoughts away. Stop thinking about this. You'll burn out your CPU like Conan...
His movement was not large, but it still caught the makeup artist's attention.
"Actually, this Detective..." The makeup artist spoke again. She recalled Maki Juri's determination to get Jiang Xia—treating someone as a plaything like that should have been deeply offensive to Jiang Xia. By that logic, Jiang Xia had a motive too.
But on second thought, Jiang Xia was the only Detective present. It would not be good if she ended up on his bad side because of this.
The makeup artist had no choice but to force herself to hold back.
She temporarily skipped over Jiang Xia and looked at the assistant sitting beside her.