Hashimoto Maya said, "To a Magician, magic techniques are their most precious asset. The Magic Notebook that the deceased Miss Kingu carried with her was undoubtedly an irresistible temptation to you.
"You must have made many attempts, yet failed to get it from Kingu Reiko. So in the end, you took the risk: you tampered with the equipment on the ceiling, lured her up there, forced her to keep backing away, and ultimately made her step on that loose pedal and fall to her death."
The Clown, Sakonji, had been struck right at his vital point. "..."
Under everyone's scrutinizing gazes, one Clown gradually began to sweat profusely.
...However, Hashimoto Maya was not the only one who understood how adults argued.
The clown said, "After all that talk, where's the evidence? Show us proof that we murdered that woman!"
Hashimoto Maya said, "..." I worked so hard explaining all that, and this brat is still hung up on his damn evidence!
...Damn it, he had met his match.
The two remained deadlocked. Beside them, Jiang Xia waved a hand like a peacemaker and said to the Clown, "All right. Since you refuse to admit it, none of that matters—the important thing is that someone discovered your crimes and passed judgment in their own way."
"Judgment..." Remembering the miserable deaths of his three accomplices, the clown clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly.
Then he suddenly remembered something. His eyes lit up, and he grabbed Jiang Xia by the collar. "You could uncover what happened five years ago, so you can definitely solve today's case too! Tell me, who the hell is the murderer?!"
Jiang Xia looked regretfully at the Shikigami candidate before him.
To be honest, he had wanted to wait until this fellow officially joined the ranks, until