"3, 2, 1—"
As the cameras started rolling again, Tangze immediately picked up where he had left off, as though the twenty-odd-minute break had never happened. "...Quite a bizarre and twisty story, isn't it?"
The others around him clearly had not yet shaken off their relaxed state. Caught off guard by his words, none of them managed to snap back in time.
Of course, on camera, it looked as though Akechi Goro's story had delivered such a tremendous shock that even these well-traveled detectives were temporarily rendered speechless.
"That may be so..." Realizing that the slowly turning camera was full of malice, Saguru Hakuba cleared his throat. "But since this was an incident from decades ago, whether that was truly the case can no longer be verified, can it? Much like Jack the Ripper."
Some cases, if they could not be solved at the time, might become eternal mysteries. The truth certainly existed somewhere, but those who knew it would be swallowed by time, leaving certain things buried in silence.
So if it was merely a sensational story whose truth could never be confirmed, then this deduction of his did not seem particularly meaningful.
"Mm-hm, who knows?" Tangze's eyes curved as he folded his hands over his knees, wearing a deeply meaningful expression.
Theoretically, that was true. But wasn't this a coincidence? The star of the "funeral," the owner of the manor, was still alive in this world.
"Actually, that is why I brought up this case here." Tangze shifted gears and bent down to pull several letters from his briefcase. "As for the truth of this case, I imagine simply recounting it myself would hardly convince everyone. As it happens, I received several invitations, and my client has asked me to verify my investigation... So, detectives, are you interested