“Either way, let’s get you to the office first! I’ll call over the other investigation team members to introduce you to them. While we’re at it, I’ll take the chance to explain your temporary role in this investigation!” said Ichiro as he placed his hand on Gerald’s shoulder.
“Can we talk while eating?” asked Gerald as he patted his belly.
“Of course! You know where my office is, right? Go wait there for me first as I head out to get some food!” replied Ichiro. Forget eating, even if Gerald had requested to be someplace else, Ichiro would’ve readily rented someplace within the military grounds.
Fast forward to half an hour later, everyone from the investigation team had arrived. Naturally, upon seeing Gerald there, they were all rightfully curious. After all, to all of them, he was a suspect in Adler's disappearance. While they had no evidence that he had committed the deed, in the end, Gerald still had a motive to commit the crime. With that in mind, since Gerald was just sitting there, many of them thought that Gerald had taken the initiative to surrender himself.
Just as they were deep in thought, Ichiro entered the office with a few bags in hand. As the pleasant scent of roasted chicken filled the room, Ichiro declared, “I’ve brought over some roasted chicken, so be sure to share among yourselves. I’ll detail all of you as you eat.”
Following that, he placed a roasted chicken in front of Gerald—making sure to hand out the rest to the other team members as well—before sitting on the main seat and drinking a glass of water.
After clearing his throat, Ichiro then said, “Now that everyone’s here… I’ll cut straight to the chase. Gerald and I have just returned from the colonel’s office, and we’ve gotten the green light to make Gerald a temporary investigator. With that said, he’ll be helping us investigate the two murders from today onward.”
“Loud and clear!” declared everyone as they nodded, not daring to disobey Ichiro.
Following that, they all placed their written reports on the table, prompting Ichiro—who had just sipped on more water—to say, “Alright, take turns explaining what you found in the past two days.”
Hearing that, everyone did as Ichiro ordered. While everyone else was dead serious as they read their reports, Gerald—who had his legs crossed—simply continued eating his roasted chicken…
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