"That's right." Jiang Xia nodded as though he greatly appreciated Hashimoto Maya's reasoning.
Encouraged by Jiang Xia's look, Hashimoto Maya suddenly felt a little guilty. "..." If this detective knew he was actually an outlaw who was plotting with his boss to silence him, he definitely wouldn't be saying that now.
He seemed to have been a bit too active in trying to clear himself... That wouldn't do.
Hashimoto Maya planned to quietly retreat behind the others.
However, the detective ruthlessly snuffed out his idea of keeping a low profile.
"You have some talent for deduction. Have you considered becoming a detective?" Because of what Hashimoto Maya had just said, Jiang Xia seemed to have decided that he was a promising detective in the making. Like a senior guiding a junior, he said gently, "Since you've already noticed these clues, you must have some thoughts of your own about this Murder Case."
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Please stop asking questions. Right now, I just wanted to keep a low profile and be part of the background.
...Come to think of it, if he answered too much, would the police drag him off to give a statement after they got off the plane? Then, on the way there, some companions might mistake it for "he's been exposed and arrested," shoot through the police car window, and count him as an accomplishment.
A vivid vision of the future instantly unfolded in his mind. Cold sweat was about to break out on Hashimoto Maya again, so he could only play dumb and try his best to put on a blank, bewildered expression.
He didn't answer, but beside him, a Mini Detective heard someone ask a question, and his overflowing desire to deduce could no longer be contained.
Jiang Xia had conveniently already laid out