The middle-aged manager grew more upset as he spoke, raising a hand to wipe away his tears.
Just then, however, someone beside him let out a cold snort. The Real Estate Agency President suddenly said, "Manager Kuroiwa, stop putting on an act—President Teraizumi is dead. You must have wanted nothing more than to pop open a bottle of Champagne and celebrate, right?"
The middle-aged manager's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean by that?!"
The Real Estate Agency President sneered. "Hasn't your company been laying people off lately? As far as I know, you were on that layoff list—don't tell me you didn't know something even I managed to hear about.
"You served Teraizumi faithfully for all these years, only to get kicked out over some trivial mistake. If I were you, I probably wouldn't have been able to resist sending him on his way either."
The middle-aged manager panicked. "Don't talk nonsense! I was utterly loyal to the president!"
Gin watched the farce from afar, then turned to glance at Vodka.
Cold sweat immediately streamed down Vodka's face. "..." W-wasn't that exactly what I always said to Big Brother?! That bastard Uzo is setting me up again!
"Big Brother, I'm not like him." Vodka lowered his voice, his face full of anguish. "This is all that bastard's scheme!"
Inspector Megure, who had not noticed the commotion, looked at the manager in surprise. "Is that true?"
The middle-aged manager avoided his gaze. "It is, but how could I kill someone over something like being laid off? Them, on the other hand!"
He suddenly realized that offense was better than defense. Raising his hand sharply, he pointed at the three minor company presidents. "Those three are probably the ones who wanted President Teraizumi dead the most! To be honest, President