Inspector Megure nodded in satisfaction, but immediately after, he looked a bit confused. "Why lock the bedroom so tightly? Didn't she not care about those threatening letters?"
The secretary sighed. "Before she died, when Sensei invited a master to seal the masks, that master left behind several rules and told Teacher Suho she absolutely had to follow them—one of them was that the bedroom door had to have two locks."
"A master..." Inspector Megure gave a speechless look. "Superstition really does harm people."
After a pause, he felt those words were not quite precise: locking the door a little more securely did not really count as harming anyone. But with the door locked so tight, how did the killer get in?
He scratched his hat and said quietly to Jiang Xia, "Could it have been someone she knew? That person tricked Mrs. Suho into opening the door first, then went in and killed her—and it would definitely have to be someone Mrs. Suho would let into the room even if they knocked in the middle of the night."
The secretary heard him with sharp ears, and her little face turned deathly pale: most of the guests were men, and they had only met Mrs. Suho a few times. If that was really the case, didn't that mean the suspects were her and those two maids?
She blurted out, "It must have been Hona Shimogasa and Minaho Shimogasa."
Takamori Masumi and Torimaru Naoko in the distance: "..."
After the secretary finished speaking, she glanced over at them. From afar, she saw the dark, gloomy look in their eyes. For some reason, she shivered and changed her story. "Actually, Mrs. Suho had often been suffering from insomnia lately and had no choice but to take some strong sleeping pills. Once she fell