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Staying in the meeting room, Kazuma looked up at Kawamata Mayako, a 34-year-old dark-haired woman with glasses and perfectly manicured nails, who wore a cold expression on her face.

"Yes, boy? What can I do for you?" the vice president asked, sparing him an uninterested glance from her phone, which she promptly turned back to.

"I was wondering if you could answer some questions about the death of Enoki Yoshi," Kazuma responded, after pushing down the aggravation that came with being ignored.

"And why would I tell such a young man? And what is wrong with the police, bringing someone as young as you on a possible crime scene?"

Kazuma internally sighed as he reached into his pocket and showing her his DDS notebook. He watched with grim satisfaction as he eyes widened. Now he had her full attention.

Kawamata-san cleared her throat, having the decency to look at least a little embarrassed. "What would you like to know?"

"What did you think of him? What was he like?"

Kawamata-san's lips curled with disgust. "That man was a disgrace to the company," she spat.

Kazuma's eyebrows raised. That was certainly a strong reaction…"May I ask why you thought so?"

"Before he came into his position as president, things were going well-the company was functioning at its full capacity and efficiency. We made a lot of profits that year. But all of that changed-Enoki-san was more relaxed…and soft. He gave the scientists and technology designers more vacation time, and higher salaries. With less production and less revenue, we have made less profit than ever, and our company is going downhill. How the company managed to continue running after he died, I'll never know…" Kawamata-san muttered.

Before she could continue ranting, Kazuma asked, "He?"

The vice president looked up at him incredulously as she adjusted her glasses. "You mean you didn't know? The president before Enoki-san was his father, Enoki Akio."

"And when did he die?"

"It would have been…a year ago, I believe."

So recently? Kazuma mentally filed that information away, promising himself to look into it later.

"And what did you do today?" Kazuma asked.

"Since my work day began, I have been in meeting after meeting-in this very room, before we got into this interrogation session."

Hmm. That sounded like a solid alibi. He would have to look into it, though.

"Speaking of which, are we done now? I have some other meetings to attend to."

Kazuma raised an eyebrow at how well she seemed to be taking her co-worker's death, but he nodded-he was pretty much out of questions for now.

As soon as she was gone, he started typing with full speed into his computer. He had some data to enter and things to research.

In their rather spacious interviewee's office cubicle, Megu and Ryuu sat across from Toyoda Kazuki, a 45-year-old balding man with a dark tan. Currently, the man was writing on a piece of paper, using a pen he had taken from a cup on his desk that seemed to be filled with them, ranging in size and color. Upon entering, Ryuu had taken a glance at the paper, and concluded that it was a list of expenses from the human resources department.

All in all, the room seemed perfectly fine as it is, but for some reason, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Trying to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling, Ryuu cleared his throat, which had the ulterior motive-getting the accountant's attention. "Kazuki-san, we would appreciate it if you would answer our questions."

Toyoda-san jumped, as if he had forgotten that they were there. "Oh, sorry. It's just that I have a deadline coming up soon, so I'm trying to get as much done as I can."

Megu said, "This will only take a few minutes of your time. What did you think of the former president?"

"I think he did an adequate job at running the company," said the accountant. "I know that's not the most complimentary thing to say, but it's the truth. Company revenue has been decreasing, but then again, he did manage to create better relationships with the designers and scientists than the last president, according to the rumors. I was hired a few months after Enoki-san was-you will have to ask the people who worked here longer for clarification on that. As for myself, I haven't really had a chance to talk to Enoki-san all that much, so I can't say anything more than what I already have."

Megu made a mental note to ask Kazuma about it, then turned her attention to Ryuu, who was about to ask their next question.

"What were you doing today?"

"As you can see, I have a stack of papers to review and ensure that they are accurate before entering them into our financial statements. In fact-"

Ryuu froze suddenly as Toyoda-san's voice became silent. He became aware of eyes on the back of his neck, where his Pluto tattoo was.

Chills ran down his spine as his neck snapped to the doorway, where officer Nakada was standing.

Megu jumped in her seat at the sudden move, while Toyoda-san stopped talking, having caught side of the police officer as well. She gave Ryuu a strange look, but he didn't see it, since he was too deep in thought. Was he…?

The officer looked at the two Class Q members apologetically. "Sorry for interrupting, but the police wanted to question Toyoda-san about Enoki-san's death."

Pretending not to hear Toyoda-san's sigh of despair at never getting his work done, Ryuu nodded. "That's fine. We were done with our interrogation for now. We'll be back if we have any more questions," he said that last part to the accountant. The accountant nodded, his shoulders slumping in defeat as he gave up on finishing the work today and followed the police officer.

Megu looked to Ryuu. "Did something happen? You tensed up all of a sudden."

Ryuu shook his head. "No, I don't think so. I just remembered that I have to talk to Kyuu about something."

Megu studied him. It seemed like he was telling the truth, but why did she get the feeling that he was hiding something from her?

However, if there was anything she knew about Ryuu, it was that even if he was keeping secrets, he wouldn't do anything to harm her or any of their classmates. And that was enough to squash down to curiosity that arose from his response.

For now.

In the lobby area across from the reception desk, Kinta and Kyuu sat across from Akiyama Kano, a 30-year-old brunette who, to Kinta's slight disappointment, was sort of pretty, but not in an overly attractive sense. Her tall umbrella was balanced against the chair she was sitting in

Kinta asked, "So Akiyama-san, how long have you been working for this company?"

"For about six years now, I would say," replied the secretary. Despite the red rims around her eyes, she was still polite.

"And you were the one to discover the body yesterday?" Kyuu asked gently.

She nodded. "I was working at the reception desk, and I saw him come in and sit down at one of those chairs (here, she indicated the set sitting about ten feet away from current position). I wasn't sure how long he had been there, but when I was answering the phone, I saw that he was asleep. At the end of the work day, I went to wake him up. Then I saw that he was unresponsive and not breathing, so I called 911."

Kyuu continued with the interrogation. "Did you know Enoki-san that well?"

"No, but from the few times that I met him, he was kind enough to chat with me a few times. He was nicer than his father, that's for sure."

"His father?" Kinta asked, as he and Kyuu exchanged a perplexed glance. How did the secretary know who the president's father was?

"Yes. His father, Enoki Akio, ran the company before he died," Akiyama-san explained. "He was a rather harsh boss-he worked the designers and scientists quite hard, and he was rude to everyone else, as if they weren't as deserving of respect."

Kyuu frowned. Did 'everyone else' include Akiyama-san? He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard the door open. No one should be inside the interrogation room. He turned, ready to ask the intruder to leave, but he stopped heard a gasp from Kinta, who had turned to look at the doorway at the same time as Kyuu and Akiyama-san.

"Tou-san?"