As Inspector Megure and the officers he had brought entered the amusement park and began their investigation, the commotion at the Dessert Museum soon became impossible to hide.
Several hundred meters away.
The groom carried the backpack meant for the deal on his back and watched the bustling Dessert Museum from afar. Unable to resist, he took out his phone and made a call.
"Something happened in the amusement park!" he whispered to the client on the other end. "A group of police officers showed up. It looks like there's been a murder case! Our deal..."
"Don't panic." The drug dealer was well-traveled and experienced. This was far from the first time he had run into a murder case in the middle of a deal.
Not only was he unruffled, he even lit a cigarette leisurely and asked in good spirits, "Where did the murder happen?"
The groom said, "At that recently built Dessert Museum."
The drug dealer chuckled. "Heaven is helping us."
The groom blinked. "Huh?"
The drug dealer patiently explained, "Didn't I tell you earlier? Places like this are crowded and chaotic. When those cops are short on results, they'll plant a few plainclothes officers in the amusement park.
"Those plainclothes officers may be useless, but they're still an unpredictable factor. But!"
He smiled. "Now that there's been a murder case, do you think those plainclothes officers can still sit still?"
The groom suddenly understood. "You mean..."
The drug dealer nodded. "For a murder case, the primary crime scene is extremely important. The better it is preserved, the higher the chances of finding the killer—those cops will definitely rush to the scene to maintain order. In other words, for us, this amusement park is safer and cleaner than ever!"
The groom relaxed. "So that's how it is!"
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