The young woman who had brought him his meal hadn't touched it in the slightest. From his room all the way back to the lobby, nothing had been disturbed. Moving further back, the chef who prepared it hadn't done much except open the wine and pour it into the prepared glass.
Ning first had the recording move back to where the wine had come from, and then to where the wine glass was kept. Upon doing so, he finally found a culprit.
A woman in her late 30s had applied something on the inside of the glass before bringing it to the chef.
"There you go," Ning said. "Who is she?"
"That's… Rika," the manager said. "Why would she…"
"Doesn't matter. Where is she now?" Ning asked.
The manager gave a blank look at first, seemingly unable to come to terms with the fact that one of his subordinates had even dared poison a guest. However, he didn't keep silent for any longer and quickly brought Ning over to the kitchen where she was.
