Vol 20 Chapter 74: Who is the criminal

"Honestly... Every time the incident is resolved, I will be enveloped in sleepiness..."

Mouri Kogoro scratched his head and said with a nervous smile: "So I don't remember anything, sorry."

His remarks immediately drew laughter from the audience. Although he was telling the truth, the audience thought he was joking, and even thought the detective was a little humorous.

"Dad is true." Mao Lilan said while sitting in the audience with a smile.

Xie Chen smiled helplessly. In the past, he was used to disguise, and for the first time in his life exposed himself to the camera.

"Okay, enter the commercial." At this time, the director's voice came from the loudspeaker in the hall.

In this kind of live program, advertisements are inserted midway to give the host and guests a break.

The TV station had just entered the advertising time, and suddenly covered his stomach, his face became painful.

"Mr. Matsuo, what's the matter with you?" Nagai Ayako asked.

Matsuo Takashi exhaled, and said with a strong smile, "My stomach is not right from the morning."

Afterwards, he said to the staff nearby: "By the way, I'm sorry, please help me confirm where Mr. Suwa is now."

"Ok."

So the staff called Mr. Suwa's phone.

"I'm in the mixing room on the fourth floor, don't worry."

In the mixing room, a chubby man sat in front of the TV and said to the phone: "I'm monitoring the show on the screen. I remembered, you can help me talk to Matsuo, and ask him after the show is over. Come to my side at once."

He then hung up the phone.

At the same time, footage from the studio was playing on the TV.

"To be honest, although I was originally a policeman, marksmanship is really..."

"Speaking of the accuracy of marksmanship, it must belong to Mr. Matsuo. Haven't you practiced abroad? Your skill is equivalent to that of a professional gunman."

"It doesn't matter where it is."

Suwa looked at the TV and murmured with his chin in his hand, "With him, the ratings can be guaranteed, but the limit is already reached."

"After changing the host to the now-popular beauty, and adding some units a little bit, the ratings will be guaranteed to double, no, it will triple, and then I will..."

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and shouted: "Bao Zhun has been promoted to manager!"

At the same time, the studio on the first floor.

The host Takashi Matsuo said: "The topic that has attracted attention recently is bugs. It is not surprising that there are bugs installed no matter when and where, so I also brought a mobile phone."

"You will only regress laymen..."

Kogoro Mouri coughed slightly, and then said: "This kind of data-based mobile phone uses radio waves to transmit signals. Although it can avoid being bugged, conversations may still be tapped."

His remarks immediately evoked exclamation in the audience, and Xie Chen also showed a satisfied smile, ideally saying: He still has some professional common sense.

Kogoro Mouri pushed his nose to his face and grabbed the mobile phone in Matsuo's hand.

"Just so." After pressing a string of phone numbers...

auzw.com" Isn’t Xiao Jing? I’m Maori, Maori Kogoro, it’s okay today, I think I’ll come to your store, my wife, don’t worry, we’re early It's divided. How about today we had a passionate night."

The exclamation just now was not over yet, and what followed was an incredible expression on the entire auditorium, almost everyone was stupid there.

The two hosts also opened their mouths wide, speechless, the host industry has been doing this for a long time, and they have never seen such a guest.

When Takashi Matsuo was thinking about how to interrupt Kogoro Mouri, the other party suddenly put down the phone and said indifferently: "Dangerous conversations like this will be tapped."

A well-known and famous detective said loudly to the camera, "I want to call on the whole country to steal fishery or have an affair outside. Don't be careless!"

"Uh……"

Matsuo Takashi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue, and said with a strong smile: "Okay, that's it, we are going to the next unit, the prisoner is you."

Nagai Ayako said: "Now we are going to play a four-minute tape. After seeing the tape, please guess who is the real prisoner."

Then, the TV picture was cut to the video tape.

At the same time, in the mixing room on the fourth floor, Mr. Suwa was sitting in front of the TV set and said with his chin:

At this time, the mobile phone in front of him rang.

"Hey."

"It's me, Mr. Suwa." Takashi Matsuo's voice came over the phone.

"It's Matsuo!" Suwa was surprised: "What are you doing? The show is not finished yet!"

"I just want you to hear my last voice."

"The last...what's going on."

"I'm going to die soon." On the other end of the phone, Takashi Matsuo said in a low voice, "I'm going to commit suicide by jumping from the top floor of the building."

"What!" Suwa stood up from the chair suddenly, and touched the water glass on the table in a panic.

"You just wait to see what happened to me after my death."

"Don't be like this." Suwa ran to the door and said loudly, "We're talking about hosting, don't be like this, don't think about it!"

"It's too late..."

At the same time, the video was broadcast to the end, when a man wearing a mask shot and killed the owner of the antique shop.

"Dear viewers, do you know who is the real prisoner?"

Standing in front of the screen, Nagai Ayako said, "The production unit is really hard, and the shots are great. Are these ideas Mr. Matsuo?"

"It's nothing..." Takashi Matsuo stood in the doorway of the broadcasting hall, sweating profusely.

"What's going on, I sweat so much."

Matsuo Takashi clutched his stomach and walked over and said, "I don't feel well in my stomach since morning."

At this time, the staff ran over and said: "This tape will be finished soon."

In the audience, Mao Lilan bit his finger and murmured, "Who is the prisoner?"