Curacao had the human answer standing right beside her, yet she didn't ask. No scriptwriter would spoil their own script right at the opening.
Besides, rather than risk going over to ask, all she wanted now was to make herself less noticeable.
But Curacao suddenly remembered something else: if she recalled correctly, this hacker had also appeared in Jiang Xia's kidnapping case. Could it be that back then—no, even earlier—he had already been thrown into Uzo's script?
Inspector Megure didn't think that much about it. He merely felt that Brother Jiang Xia, along with the first-year junior Brother Jiang Xia had recruited, remained as useful as ever.
He glanced at the tall, skinny man in the photo, wearing dark glasses, and clicked his tongue. "This is the killer? He looks like trouble at a glance. Sure enough, anyone who wears sunglasses indoors is basically an outlaw."
Matsuda Jinpei adjusted his own sunglasses. "?"
Inspector Megure didn't sense the resentment from his former colleague. He was busy having someone crop out the hacker in the photograph, enlarge it, and print it.
While waiting for the portrait, he turned to Officer Takagi. "Where are the guests and staff who attended the banquet now?"
Officer Takagi thought for a moment. "Some stayed at the scene and have been moved to the reception room next door. Others panicked and ran away earlier. But we have their contact information and are reaching out to them one by one, asking them to return."
"Good." The photos had just finished printing, and Inspector Megure handed one stack to him. "Go ask the guests in the reception room whether anyone knows this man or remembers seeing him."
Then he handed another to Sato Miwako. "Quite a few people probably won't be willing to come back. Take some