A string of thoughts flashed through Kurosawa Kazuma's mind. He clenched his fists furiously and muttered, "It must have been that bastard!"
Jiang Xia caught it with his sharp ears, guessed who he meant, and quietly pressed him. "Who? Do you already have someone in mind?"
"...No." Kurosawa Kazuma took a deep breath and calmed down. No matter what, this was an internal organization matter. He couldn't resolve it in front of outsiders, or in the end, he himself would become someone to be dealt with.
Kurosawa Kazuma's mind worked fairly quickly. "I meant that bastard who snuck onto the island at some point and smeared blood all over the walls."
"Him." Matsuzaki Masahiko breathed a sigh of relief and reassured him, "You don't need to worry about that. Weren't we all gathered at the window just now? That person was caught between us and panicked too badly. Unfortunately, he fell from the window into the sea. Given the terrain there and the state of the waves today, he probably won't be making it back alive."
A murderer falling into the sea and dying by accident sounded like a tragedy too, but for everyone else on the island, it was clearly a huge relief. The atmosphere became much lighter than before.
"So it just ended like that." Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran were both a little dazed. Without seeing the murderer collapse to his knees and repent, it felt as though the case-solving process was missing something...
The other students, who had experienced fewer incidents, didn't have her complicated feelings. Their thoughts were much simpler—"We're saved!" "We can finally sleep soundly tonight!"
Influenced by them, the two high school girls finally relaxed a little as well.
Suzuki Sonoko remembered something. "Tonight was actually when we were supposed to sail back.