Only after running through a whole string of thoughts did Hashimoto Maya realize his mindset was a little off. He hurriedly corrected himself. "Ahem, even if I... I probably wouldn't say anything. But knowing Uzo's purpose is still better than being left hanging like this... So what exactly is he trying to accomplish by doing all this?"
Hashimoto Maya fell into an endless loop of questions.
Beside him, several ordinary people were having similar breakdowns.
After something like this happened, even though they were not particularly close to the temporary workers, the theater troupe members were still indignant.
They surrounded Superintendent Fuwa and demanded, "So many police came, yet it's like none of you came at all! How many more people have to die before you catch that bastard? Do all of us have to die before you close the case?!"
Unlike the awkwardness she had shown when being pressed last time, Fuwa Narumi lit a cigarette, her expression calm.
She gave a short laugh. "I already know who the murderer is."
"What?!"
Nobody had expected her to solve the case first.
Hashimoto Maya could not help glancing over as well. "..." With Jiang Xia here, someone had actually solved the case before him?
Something was wrong. And experience told him that when that thing was involved, any tiny abnormality occurring nearby might not be a coincidence.
As he was thinking that, Superintendent Fuwa began her deduction.
The female police officer pointed from afar toward Room 315. "My subordinates have already conducted a preliminary examination of the scene. At the time of the crime, all the doors and windows were locked. And since it was on the third floor, the snow above and below the window had not been disturbed either. To put it plainly, this was a complete locked-room