Akai Shuichi stood under the sharp gazes of numerous police officers and had no choice but to speak. "I just happened to be sitting next to the victim and was closer to him, so he grabbed me in passing."
"Really? Then why did he only grab you when there were so many people around?"
The more Inspector Megure looked at him, the more suspicious he seemed. Then, as Jiang Xia murmured softly into his ear, the ordinarily perceptive inspector immediately understood.
Inspector Megure stared at Akai Shuichi and smacked his fist into his palm. "Right! Weren't you that passerby wearing a knit cap at the bank just now?! I almost didn't recognize you after you changed hats... Wait, why did you change hats? Were you deliberately disguising yourself?"
Akai Shuichi: "..."
He had managed to fool the police with that change, but as expected, he could not fool Jiang Xia.
...Fortunately, he had not built his reputation over all these years for nothing.
The FBI Ace calmly said, "It's warmer inside the venue than it is outside, so I changed hats."
Inspector Megure: "..."
It felt like the man was making excuses, but on second thought, it did seem somewhat reasonable.
At that moment, the Detective beside them spoke up. It was Jiang Xia. "No rush. Let's examine the scene first."
"Sigh, I suppose that's all we can do." Inspector Megure wished every murderer would be more self-aware and confess, but clearly, such wishes were difficult to fulfill.
He gave Akai Shuichi a few final looks, secretly instructed his subordinates to keep a close eye on this suspicious-looking and potentially dangerous man, then continued examining the scene. Squatting down, he looked at the coffee cup on the ground that was suspected to have contained poison. "The coffee inside has already