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Post by Krampusuke on Feb 15, 2018 21:46:18 GMT -5
The results are projected onto a giant screen in the back of the room, showing that almost all of the votes were for Suzuki. He let out a little giggle before continuing. He looked down, a little upset. He stamped the handle of his pitchfork on the ground feverishly. It was time to say your last goodbyes to Suzuki Hayato.
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Post by Ootani Yakumo on Feb 16, 2018 15:31:44 GMT -5
And.... they were all right.
Well, almost all of them, but that wasn't the point.
Rubbing his face, he stares at the screen before focusing his stare right onto the murderer. Despite how tired he was, his mind kept going at one hundred miles per hour-- especially now that he had time to just... process everything.
One. Ishida was dead. Suzuki was not.
Two. Suzuki faked his own death to work with the mastermind..., but wanted to betray the mastermind as well.
Three. He... was the killer.
Plain and simple, now that he thought on it. Though with the way this entire trial had went, he was ridiculously tired at this point.
He takes off his hat, combing through his hair with his right hand. The only comfort he could afford in a time like this, contemplating and what exactly to say to Suzuki. There really wasn't any chance to hang out with the Engineer, nor did he he hang out with Ishida for that matter, so it was difficult to find any words to say.
Deciding that he couldn't find any words, Ootani looks away with a frown.
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