Chapter 371 White Horse Detective: Wow, a new type of TV fraud!

But think about it carefully, why did the twins give themselves invitation tickets?

Fujino looked a little strange.

Although he is indeed handsome, talented, and has cheats, but...

Forget it, why are you thinking so much?

Fujino retracted his thoughts and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a report about himself on the TV.

"The murderer of the serial attacks on girls has been arrested, and Detective Fujino still performed well this time."

The sound field of the newly purchased 50-inch plasma TV was extremely wide, and even the voice of the female host sounded much better.

He was just boasting, but suddenly he changed his tone: "Only this time, Fujino-kun seemed to have a conflict with passers-by at the crime scene... Please watch the exclusive video sent by the enthusiastic people."

Fujino: "Huh?"

Before Fujino could calm down, a picture-in-picture matryoshka video was played on the TV behind the female host.

[If you don’t have that ability, then don’t... I’ll change my name, but I won’t change my surname. Fujino Touji is a detective and part-time criminal police consultant of the Metropolitan Police Department’s Criminal Division. If you want to complain, just complain. The worst thing is that you’ll quit! 】

A familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice sounded. Fujino stared at the picture on the TV and was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t this me?

Is this all recorded for me?

Who the hell recorded it?

Fujino's mouth twitched, looking at the somewhat blurry scene, he naturally guessed that it was recorded by an 'enthusiastic' audience at the scene.

However, this also made Fujino couldn't help but take a closer look at this column.

After all, to a certain extent, this is exposing him.

But it’s better not to see it. Take a closer look...

Why does the little yellow guy sitting on the edge of the seat look so familiar?

Hehe, isn’t this White Horse Detective?

I haven’t seen you for a few days and you’re already on a variety show.

Fujino stared at the familiar yellow hair on the screen and couldn't help but joke a few words in his heart.

That's right, it's a variety show. In Fujino's impression of the world, this column should be a small evening theater that reports detective factual news and invites some guest commentators to comment.

It seems that when they rescued the plane before, they even sent people over to conduct interviews.

Then he gave me a big hit.

“Next, we invite this time’s special guest, Mr. Shigetama Yuro!”

After the video was played, the heroine made an introduction, and then the camera switched to a middle-aged man with a sanitary beard and some gray hair: "Mr. Chongyu is an expert in criminal psychology at Didan University. What do you do? Look at Fujino-kun’s performance in the video just now?”

"You are still too young and arrogant. I was criticized a few times by the victim's family for this attitude. If you want to complain, just complain. What kind of attitude? It is simply too arrogant!"

Chongyu Youlang's voice was a little louder, and there was some inexplicable hostility in his tone: "The Metropolitan Police Department made a mistake in hiring people. It left various experts and professors unused, and it actually allowed such a arrogant future person to be used. Becoming a consultant as an adult is a completely wrong decision!”

Fujino: "..."

Where did the brick family come from?

Why do I feel like my words are a bit sour inside and outside?

The more I look at it, the more it looks like something rare.

Unlike Fujino who was still teasing him leisurely, the Hakuba detective on the scene had darkened his face and looked extremely gloomy.

Originally, he came to participate in the show because he could increase his popularity and earn some high pocket money.

After all, in the world of science, it is a common thing for detectives to participate in programs. They can make money and gain fame, so why not do it?

But this time, these people went a little too far...

No, he is simply looking for death.

Whether it's this program group or that family.

"So, where is Mr. White Horse?"

Naturally, the female host knew that this topic was a bit too sensitive, but due to the pressure from the program team, she could only ask Xiang Baima Tan with an awkward smile.

White Horse Detective: "..."

What do you want me to say to me, Fujino's partner, the son of the top boss of the Metropolitan Police Department, and an active high school detective?

Are you using my momentum to create hype?

No matter how much Bai Ma Tan wanted to overturn the show crew's skull, he couldn't say it directly. His face darkened, and he was obviously extremely dissatisfied with the show crew's operation.

Originally, the script was agreed upon and just a few sentences would be enough, but now it’s time to play the fatal multiple-choice questions.

Hakuba Tan sighed, frowned, and recalled in his mind Fujino's words during the interview video he had watched, and then said coldly and seriously: "My opinion, what can I say?"

"Didn't he say that if you want to complain, just complain to him? And he even told me his position and name, so there's no problem."

Detective Baima glanced at the female host and said, standing up, a familiar line appeared in his mind: "No country can guarantee that its police can solve cases 100%. In comparison, our police's ability to solve cases and professionalism I think it is unreasonable to blame the police for the victim's death under such circumstances. No wonder Fujino-kun is angry. After all, he is also one of the "policemen" active on the front line. Saying words like 'the police are just useless' in front of him really hurts the hearts of those police officers who are running on the front lines..."

"If you invite me just for such a boring thing, then let's just say goodbye."

Detective Bai Ma didn't give the people present a chance to speak, so he turned around and left the stage.

Wow, a new TV scam!

Baima Tan had a strange look on his face, and after walking backstage, he complained speechlessly.

He was still a little scared of Fujino. Who knew if that guy would think wrong after seeing him participating in this show today.

It’s not okay to make Fujino unhappy.

With that guy's character, he was hit and retaliated in minutes.

Thinking of this, he quickly escaped from this place of right and wrong.

"This boy has learned the essence..."

Fujino looked at the Hakuba Detective who left with a cold expression on the TV, feeling a bit dumbfounded.

Why do you feel this line is a bit familiar?

I am such a die-hard fan that I have watched his interview videos frequently!

A set of topic changes, plus concept changes, directly transferred the opposition to the police group, and incidentally caused a lot of misfortune to the police.

I have learned the essence.

After a pause, Fujino seemed to suddenly think of something, took out his cell phone and dialed Hakuba Tan's number.

After a while, the call was connected, and an unexpected voice came from the other end of the phone: "Call me at this time. You must have just seen that program, right?"

Fujino didn't reply. Silence was better than sound.

Baima Tan sighed and explained helplessly: "I really don't know what they are thinking. Speaking of which, those guys who came to participate in the variety show did not follow the script... I will never participate in any show next time."

"Okay, your answer is pretty good. It feels like I'm facing reporters. I'm learning well. I think if I work harder in the future, I'll be like me."

White Horse Detective: "…………"

Although he was a little speechless, it is understandable that he did learn something from Fujino. Otherwise, his answer this time would not have been like this, and he would have been crying for poverty.

Fujino thought Hakuba's explanation was a bit cute, as if he had been caught by the tail of a fox, so he didn't care too much and returned to the topic: "By the way, how is Kidd doing recently? Do you have time to participate in variety shows? "

There was silence on the other end of the phone again.

It’s a losing streak, right?

Fujino glanced at his cell phone and already imagined the expression on his face.