Jiang Xia quietly harvested killing intent from the sidelines for a while.
Then, for the sake of sustainable development, before Hashimoto Maya's mentality completely collapsed, he spoke up to interrupt. "Although I wasn't with Mr. Hashimoto at around six, I can be sure he isn't the murderer."
"!" Everyone had been getting a headache from the chaotic situation. Hearing his voice so suddenly, they all fell silent and turned to look at him.
Hashimoto Maya was finally no longer the center of attention. He let out a heavy sigh of relief, and his already considerable favorability toward Jiang Xia rose again. ...Having a detective who won't wrongly solve a case is so important! No wonder those underlings all like gathering around Jiang Xia.
Noticing his gaze, Jiang Xia gave him a slight nod, looking as dependable as if to say, "Leave this to the professionals."
Then, amid Hashimoto Maya's even more grateful gaze, he turned to the police. "The murderer is among the victim's three colleagues—at that time, they did indeed have alibis. But when the victim died, the murderer wasn't actually beside her."
"Not beside her? Even if it was murder from a distance, they would at least have to be in the same space." The older woman frowned, unwilling to be treated as a suspect. "Kiyomi was murdered on the subway. What does that have to do with the three of us eating outside? We were so far away that even if we wanted to press some remote control, the signal couldn't possibly reach her. How could we have killed her?!"
Jiang Xia said, "You'll have to ask that colleague of yours."
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Following Jiang Xia's gaze, the crowd's eyes landed on Mori Yukiko.
A deathly silence fell. After a few seconds, the older woman and the male