While the police were busy investigating.
Dr. Shirai, who had slipped into the house with them earlier in a delivery uniform, wandered through the Domoto Family's living room and corridor, eyeing the expensive ornaments everywhere.
Noticing someone stop beside him, he turned and saw the young Detective.
"..." Dr. Shirai could not help feeling guilty at being caught slacking off, and his gaze toward the Detective turned somewhat hostile. "What is it?"
Jiang Xia struck up a friendly conversation. "I heard you're a psychiatrist—of the three hostages' family members, which one do you think is suspicious?"
Dr. Shirai froze, hearing the implication in his words. "You suspect the kidnappers, or rather, the mastermind behind them, is among those three?"
Jiang Xia nodded.
Dr. Shirai: "..." How could he tell? Why hadn't I noticed?... Come to think of it, why bring this up to me? Is he showing off that his observation skills are better than mine?
He found the Detective even more unpleasant to look at, but he could not show weakness in front of a young man. After a brief thought, Dr. Shirai smiled. "Many ignorant people misunderstand Psychiatrists—we're merely Doctors, not mind readers. Rather than guessing what our patients are thinking, what we're actually good at is identifying their symptoms and prescribing the right treatment."
After a pause, he smiled inscrutably. "All I can say is that all three of them are very nervous. As for finding out the exact reason for that nervousness, that's the work of you police and Detectives. Today, I'm merely a Doctor here to assist with emergency treatment."
"I see." Jiang Xia sighed. "I understand."
After all, Dr. Shirai was someone else's Doctor. Seeing that he had no interest in talking, Jiang Xia did not force the conversation.
He wandered around casually