Though they had to stay on guard against the perverted murderer whose whereabouts were unknown, cramming a large group of people into one room was still far too stifling.
After sitting around with grave expressions for a while, everyone eventually went off to do their own thing.
The high school students left the Villa and took a walk around the area. Hattori Heiji gazed at Lake of Tragic Love dozens of meters away and frowned. "Why do you think that guy burned through the Suspension Bridge?"
He had originally been asking Jiang Xia, but the girls were clearly just as eager to solve the case. The moment he finished speaking, Toyama Kazuha looked at him as though he were an idiot. "Isn't that obvious? It was to trap us here."
"..." Hattori Heiji's eye twitched. "Idiot, that's not what I meant! I just think that kind of move leaves him no way out—never mind whether he could handle such a large group of people by himself, even if he really got possessed by a war god and killed us all, what then? How does he plan to leave? Does he intend to stay here forever as a wild man? Or wait for the Travel Agency staff outside to notice something was wrong, call the police, and come surround him?"
Suzuki Sonoko thought this guy from Osaka was overthinking things. "The killer even chopped the victim's face to pieces. That means he's either a pervert or mentally ill—how could someone like that think so far ahead? He just does whatever he wants."
Jiang Xia nodded. "Makes sense."
Hattori Heiji wanted to argue, but he had no evidence at the moment. In the end, he could only snort coldly. ...Tokyo people are so annoying!
In any case, since the other party had