Just as Hashimoto Maya gazed thoughtfully in the direction Jiang Xia and the others had left, Inozuka Saburo suddenly sidled over and said mysteriously, "You think so too?"
"?!" Hashimoto Maya looked at this dimwit in surprise. He looked so stupid on the surface—could he actually read minds?
Looks really could be deceiving...
With that thought, his opinion of Inozuka Saburo improved slightly, and he nodded.
"Great!" With someone supporting him, Inozuka Saburo immediately rolled up his sleeves, full of enthusiasm. "I think we should ask Jiang Xia to switch rooms too. A Red Room full of mysteries like this has to be appealing to a detective. If that doesn't work, we can pretend to be scared and ask him for help. How could a righteous high school detective refuse helpless ordinary citizens?"
"?" Hashimoto Maya froze. This seemed... a little different from what he had been thinking.
Seeing Inozuka Saburo already rubbing his hands together and preparing to head out, he hurriedly reached out and hauled him back. "Switch rooms? Are you still half-asleep? That sounds way too suspicious. Besides, didn't we already figure it out? Someone merely died in this Red Room. What's there to be afraid of?"
Of course, that was only what he said on the surface. He couldn't reveal the deeper reason: Jiang Xia, who normally stayed in Tokyo, had suddenly traveled all the way to Hokkaido. Who knew whether this unusual incident concealed one of Uzo's scripts behind it?
What if Uzo had happily spent ages planning something huge, only to discover right before the curtain rose that his favorite lead actor had been replaced by a bunch of nobodies...
Just imagining the consequences made Hashimoto Maya's hair stand on end. By then, even a simple death would probably become a luxury. Uzo might