After inspecting this room, they soon arrived at Private Room No. 3.
"This is Brother Jiang Xia's private room." Inspector Megure suddenly remembered that, and immediately felt there was no need to investigate it.
But with everyone watching, it would be inappropriate to deliberately skip this room. He had no choice but to lead the others inside and conduct the same search as before.
The usual items were the song request list, microphone, Drink Cups... but this private room had more people, so there was also an extra pair of Maracas to liven up the atmosphere—Suzuki Sonoko had been wildly shaking them earlier, trying to drown out Conan's singing. Unfortunately, the plan had failed miserably.
"Maracas..." Inspector Megure eyed them suspiciously at first, then remembered that although they looked heavy, they were actually fragile instruments.
So he did not inspect them further. Passing the secretly tense Hashimoto Maya, he headed to Private Room No. 4.
Private Room No. 4 belonged to the muscular couple.
The table here was somewhat messy. Besides the usual items, it held plenty of snacks and a half-liter bottle of drinks.
"Why did you come here to sing tonight?" When the police asked, the sturdy man looked utterly baffled. "We came to sing on our way back from the gym. What's wrong with that?"
"Huh?" Officer Takagi suddenly noticed something. Picking up the bottle from the table, he said in delight, "Isn't this that newly released carbonated drink? I even set an alarm clock to buy it this morning, but by the time I got there, it was already sold out."
Inspector Megure's eye twitched as he looked at his distracted subordinate. "..." What did this have to do with solving the case? What, did he want to sneak a sip while everyone was distracted?... Wait,