The curly-haired staffer flinched at the question. "I-I was just filming casually—A match between two top champions was bound to be exciting! I'm a gamer too, of course I couldn't miss it."
The Tall Thin Man looked at him and suddenly remembered something. "You look a little familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"
The curly-haired staffer said, "You've got the wrong person!"
The conversation between the two gaming nerds did not draw much attention.
Inspector Megure quickly lost interest in them and turned back to the surveillance footage.
As he watched, he actually became engrossed in it. "This match really is intense."
This game placed great emphasis on "realism." Once a duel began, all sorts of cluttered interfaces disappeared, so even outsiders who knew nothing about games could understand what was happening.
From Inspector Megure's perspective, the screen simply showed two character models seriously fighting each other. It was indeed more entertaining than those other flashy games.
But as an experienced police officer, Inspector Megure was more alert to what was happening around the victim than to the fierce battle on the big screen.
Then he suddenly spotted something wrong—a middle-aged man wearing a felt hat passed by the victim's seat, bent down to pick something up, then straightened and casually continued walking in the other direction.
"Who's that?" Inspector Megure immediately paused the footage. "He was so close to the victim—he had the chance to poison him!"
Jiang Xia took a look. "He should be a regular here. Earlier, he was telling us about the glorious records of the two champions of Beika and Haido."
Suzuki Sonoko remembered even more. "I think he complained about the victim a few times. Does that count as a motive?"
"Of course it does." Inspector Megure waved a hand at Officer Takagi. "Bring