Editor Toda listened to the complicated situation and could not help sighing. "A real-life case can actually be more complex than those deliberately crafted Mystery Novels."
Vodka: "..." Of course. This had been deliberately designed too! It was just that idiots like them could not see the script writer hiding behind the scenes.
As the thought flashed through his mind, he pushed up his glasses, a strange sense of pride welling up inside him.
A moment later, Vodka realized what he had been thinking: "..."
What was there to be proud of? How unlucky.
He curled a finger and tapped his temple, trying to knock certain things out of his head.
Sato Miwako noticed the movement and could not help glancing at him again. "..." He was actually hitting himself because his brain could not keep up. This assistant was working hard! Though he did not seem to have learned Jiang Xia's wisdom, at least his attitude was in place.
Vodka suddenly noticed someone looking at him. "?"
The two of them were staring at each other, each lost in their own thoughts, when someone beside them strode over.
Inspector Megure picked up the teapot from the table and poured himself a pot of water, gulping it down before sighing. "More reporters have arrived outside! Those people have noses that are far too sharp."
As he spoke, he looked hopefully at Jiang Xia. "Brother Jiang Xia, do you have any leads?"
Jiang Xia thought for a moment. "It may have been the work of an outsider. The murderer could have broken in beforehand, poisoned them, and then escaped."
The moment Inspector Megure heard that possibility, his heart sank. A needle-in-a-haystack search like that would undoubtedly make the culprit the hardest to find.
Just as he was roughly estimating the terrifying