Hearing this perfectly accurate description, the Mushroom-haired Man's lips trembled, and cold sweat slid down his temple. Why does it sound like this detective saw it with his own eyes...? Come to think of it, when I went to kill Itakura Suguru that day, was there really no second person secretly following me?
Still shaken, Jiang Xia continued, "His fingerprints should still be on your watch, shouldn't they? Mr. Itakura has been 'missing' for some time now, while your watch was only bought a few days ago. That's enough to prove that you came here during that period and came into contact with Mr. Itakura."
"..."
The Mushroom-haired Man looked at the brand-new watch and let his hand fall limply.
After a moment, he wiped his face and gave a bitter laugh. "I thought all I had to do today was come to the hotel with you and witness my friend 'die of illness'... Looks like I still underestimated detectives these days."
His words came from the heart, but Inspector Megure had heard similar remarks countless times before.
He waited as patiently as he could for the man to finish, then stepped forward. "Please take off your watch. We need to send it in for examination."
"Take it." The Mushroom-haired Man had lost all fighting spirit. He extended the hand wearing the watch and mocked himself, "Just check it a little, and you'll find that this watch is covered in that guy's fingerprints."
Inspector Megure: "..." Did you really need to say that? Brother Jiang Xia had already said exactly the same thing.
With a wave of his hand, Officer Takagi stepped forward knowingly, took the watch, and placed it in an Evidence Bag.
Watching this, the Mushroom-haired Man sighed reluctantly. "This watch really is incredible. Even that picky bastard