Hashimoto Maya couldn't help muttering inwardly, I remember that after we came in just now, this high school girl even greeted that graduate student, like they knew each other. But she's already started targeting him so quickly... Why does this undercurrent of competition feel so familiar? This guy called Okiya Subaru couldn't really be my coworker, could he?
He suddenly thought of something and hurriedly turned his head to look at Conan. Sure enough, the child standing in the corner like a ghost was currently looking Okiya Subaru up and down, and the light in his eyes could by no means be called friendly.
Hashimoto Maya: "..."
While the high school girl and the fake elementary school student were targeting the innocent graduate student...
Beside them, a young officer from the Forensics Department ran over and handed an evidence bag to Jiang Xia. Inside the transparent sealed bag was a small bottle. "Mr. Jiang Xia, this is what we found earlier in Mr. Okiya's bag. The lab results just came in from headquarters—the residual poison inside is exactly the same as the poison in the deceased's wineglass."
Okiya Subaru: "???"
Seeing that several officers seemed intent on taking him to the Metropolitan Police Department for detailed questioning, he had no choice but to abandon the principle of "the more you say, the more mistakes you make" and speak up in his own defense. "That isn't mine. Someone must have put it in my bag."
Hashimoto Maya: "..." As the person being misunderstood, this guy was pretty calm. Aside from that calmness, there also seemed to be a faint sense of exhausted world-weariness about him... Not right. This graduate student was very not right.
Sure enough, a defense of that level failed to move the police. Officer Sato said politely, but