Inspector Megure stroked his chin and looked at the temple manager. "So you were the one who found him first?"
The temple manager nodded.
Inspector Megure's gaze suddenly sharpened. "But I recall that you weren't the one who called the police. Why didn't you report it immediately?"
The temple manager still looked shaken. "I was terrified at the time. Then I happened to remember that Jiang Xia had come here yesterday, so I called for a Detective."
Inspector Megure found him increasingly suspicious. "Wouldn't a normal person call the police first? Are Detectives more reliable than the police?"
After a pause, he silently changed his story. "In any case, normal people call the police first—including Detectives themselves!"
Abbot Tankai suddenly snorted and looked at the temple manager. "Don't be fooled by the fact that he's nominally attached to my temple. His heart has long since flown over to Oda Company. That's why, when something like this happened, he panicked and wanted to settle it privately through a Detective."
The temple manager was shocked. "I didn't!"
Abbot Tankai glared at him furiously. "If you hadn't introduced that scum Oda to me back then, how would our temple have ended up like this? Building a slide over the Buddha's head—how did he even come up with that?!"
The temple manager mumbled, "I didn't expect him to be so... uh, so creative. I only wanted to bring in more Tourists for the temple." And hire more people. Otherwise, he was the only one cleaning the entire temple, and it was exhausting.
But Inspector Megure caught another keyword. "You were deceived by the deceased? Then the three of you are suspects too."
Abbot Tankai became enraged again. "How dare you make such baseless accusations?! Letting ordinary mortals like you into my temple is already