"?" Inspector Megure didn't know what shoes had to do with the murderer, but since Brother Jiang Xia had asked, he dutifully noted down the clue and marked it as important.
Then he looked at the suited man who had been to the balcony. "What about you? Why were you standing beside the body when everyone arrived?"
The suited man thought for a moment. "I should have arrived before five, because the deceased and I had arranged to meet at five."
The security guard was like a merciless surveillance camera. "This gentleman arrived at the entrance hall at precisely 4:58 p.m."
"See? I wasn't lying." The suited man smiled at the police, then said, "Just as Mrs. Imoto said earlier, I came here today to borrow money from Imoto to keep things afloat.
"When I arrived, Imoto was changing into sportswear. I tactfully brought up borrowing money, but he refused me very directly.
"My company couldn't possibly hold on like this, so after leaving his home, I went up to the rooftop terrace. I climbed over the railing and stood outside it."
Inspector Megure: "???"
What were you trying to do, kid? Stay alive and don't make trouble for the police!
The suited man sighed. "I wanted to kill myself at the time, but when I saw how far down it was, I ultimately didn't have the courage to jump. So I climbed back onto the rooftop terrace."
Inspector Megure: "..." Thank goodness...
The suited man continued, "I leaned against the railing and quietly looked out at the distant scenery, contemplating life. But before long, I heard Mrs. Imoto let out a piercing scream from the other side of the building.
"The sound startled me, and I hurried back to Imoto's home to see what was going on. But Mrs.