"Poisoned to death after eating a hamburger." Inspector Megure expertly seized on the key point and looked at the three employees of the dead president. "Who prepared lunch?"
Center-Parted Hair Staff cautiously raised his hand. "I bought it."
Inspector Megure's gaze immediately turned sharp. "In other words, all you had to do was put some poison in the Hamburgers on your way back, and you could successfully kill your president."
Center-Parted Hair Staff froze. After coming to his senses, he hurriedly protested, "Don't talk nonsense! I did buy the hamburgers, but I bought four identical ones and put them on the table for everyone to take freely. If I were the murderer, how would I know which hamburger the president would take?"
"..." His sharp deduction had been challenged, so Inspector Megure had no choice but to temporarily ease off and look at the other two suspects. "Was that the situation?"
The two instinctively fell silent for a moment.
Clearly, they had already understood the situation—the president had been poisoned, and one of the people present had to be the murderer. As long as someone else was the killer, they would be safe.
However, although they dearly wished Center-Parted Hair Staff were the murderer, everyone had seen what happened at the time. Lying now would only make them more suspicious...
After a rapid round of thought, the two ultimately nodded, albeit reluctantly, in accordance with the facts.
Officer Takagi was younger, after all. Recalling the poisoning cases Jiang Xia had solved, his youthful mind came up with a thought that went one step further than Inspector Megure's: "Since the hamburgers were chosen at random, could the murderer have tampered with something the victim used regularly?—As long as poison was smeared somewhere the victim would touch, it could get onto his