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The time displayed on the clock was already 23:30, approaching midnight.

Sawano had just gone back, and only Enomoto and Junko were left in the warehouse.

Enomoto has been tinkering with his strange locks with his head down, Junko is beside him, fidgeting.

Junko wanted to ask Enomoto several times, where he had been just now, who was the girl hugging him, what was his relationship with him, why were those burly men in black behind him, why were there all those burly men in black? The burgundy Porsche sports car, why...

However, every time the words came to her lips, Junko never had the courage to ask.

She was a little scared.

What are you afraid of?

Afraid the answer would come as she had expected.

She was a little uneasy.

She didn't want the answer to be like that, so she simply avoided it.

Maybe if you don't ask all the time, the result will never come.

This is very cowardly, Junko knows.

But, I just didn't dare, I just didn't have the courage, I just... I was afraid.

Junko lowered her head, confused.

There was a rustling sound in her ear, Junko was taken aback, she looked up, and saw Enomoto unpacking the fruit cake on the table, and began to eat it with relish.

Junko was startled.

"Eno, Enomoto-san, this..."

"What's wrong?" Enomoto asked while raising his head.

"This cake..."

"Isn't it for me?"

Enomoto's hand holding the spoon was a little stiff.Could it be for the prosecutor?

Junko shook her head quickly.

"No no, it's for Enomoto-san."

Enomoto-san secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I haven't eaten dinner yet, and I'm a little hungry."

Didn't eat dinner?

Junko froze for a moment.

Going out with girls without dinner?

Or, didn't that girl go on a date with Enomoto-san?

Thinking of this, Junko immediately breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that she is overthinking.

But after thinking about it, the next second, the breath of relief just now was brought up again.

But that hug, how to explain it?

Seeing Enomoto eating the cake with relish, Junko secretly sighed.

Sure enough, I still care about it.

Junko took a deep breath and mustered up her courage.

"Well, Enomoto-san, just now... where did you go? I've been waiting for a long time!"

Enomoto paused the hand holding the spoon, but only for a short while, and then continued the previous movement, so subtle that Junko didn't notice it.

"Going to work."

"Oh."

Junko's heart sank, not knowing what to say.Her intuition told her that Enomoto was not telling the truth.

However, it took Junko a lot of effort to have the courage to speak out the question just now. Junko had to ask again. I really can't take the courage anymore.

"Lawyer Qingto..."

Just when Junko was feeling sad, Enomoto, who had been eating the cake, suddenly spoke.

"Ok?"

"What do you think of Mr. Prosecutor's words?"

"How..." Junko lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Judging from Mr. Sawano's investigation, Shimazaki Kawasuke's alibi is very sufficient, so his murder suspicion should be ruled out."

"Do you believe the prosecutor's words?"

"Eh?" Junko was taken aback, "There's nothing to believe or not to believe. Objectively speaking, the evidence given by Mr. Sawano is very strong, so there should be nothing to doubt."

"The evidence and so on are all the prosecutor's one-sided statement. We did not participate in the investigation. I have doubts about the credibility of the evidence."

"Eh?"

Junko was stunned.After thinking about Enomoto's words carefully, he was even more shocked.

"What Enomoto-san means is that Mr. Sawano may have forged all the seemingly sufficient evidence?"

Enomoto's face was sullen, his expression was serious like never before.

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