Playing the role of young Ying Zheng, I contracted to be the childhood idol

"Please assemble in the lobby!"

The sound of the radio rang out, and everyone walked out of the room.

It seems that everyone is resting and OK, and their mental state seems to be quite good.

"Morning, Mr. He. "

Jiang Yun said hello to Teacher He, and Teacher He lived next to him in 204.

"Morning, good rest, huh?".

"It's ok. "

The two chatted over and over again and walked downstairs together, and at the same time, they met everyone downstairs.

In fact, everyone knows what happened, after all, no matter how much this show changes, it is still called "Star Detective".

And who died is already guessing in everyone's hearts.

After all, there happened to be a magical surname present, Zhen ......

Sure enough, when I arrived in the living room, I saw a doll lying next to the sofa.

And the clothes worn by the puppet are Chen Chichi, that is, the clothes that the duke wore last night.

And the old butler was standing on the side, looking at Jiang Yun and the others with a serious face.

"My lord was killed last night, and I have received the news that the murderer is among you in "087", give you two days, and you must hand over the murderer within two days. "

The old housekeeper said to Jiang Yun and the others, although he spoke English, he had a combination of expression and temperament.

made the netizens in the live broadcast room feel the feeling of oppression through the camera.

Teacher Sa and the others nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"Guaranteed to get the job done. "

Jiang Yun looked at the dummy on the sofa with some curiosity, he thought that Chen Chichi would play it himself, but he didn't expect the program team to get a dummy.

[Hahahahaha, Mr. Sa is going to laugh at me, what the hell is it to ensure that the task is completed. 】

[Yes, it felt like a TV series just now, and it will have an inner flavor right away.] 】

[Sure enough, Chen Chichi still didn't escape the whirlpool of "Ming Detective" in the end?]

[No way, after all, no one surnamed Zhen can survive!]

.........

The old butler nodded, and then immediately coughed lightly as if he had changed someone.

"Now, each of you has half an hour to go back to your room and gather clues about your identity. "

Jiang Yun and the others, who heard this, did not continue to delay time here.

Everyone hurried back to their rooms.

After all, now that the murders have happened, many people don't even know their identities.

If you are the murderer, you will be in a very passive situation.

When everyone returns to the room, the camera cuts to the ghost's room.

The ghost lives in 201, in a room on the far right on the second floor.

The configuration in the room is basically the same in every room.

The ghost entered the room and began muttering.

"Who the hell am I? "

While muttering, he began to rummage, and netizens in the live broadcast room also had such an experience for the first time.

It was the first time to see the guests searching their rooms so carefully, and netizens also felt a little novel.

There is a photo on the bedside table, which is very ordinary, like the kind of photo taken by ordinary travelers.

The ghost picked it up and stinked it, saying that he was really a peerless beauty, and then put it back in its place.

Pulling open the drawer, there was a small bag, and nothing else.

But after seeing that bag, the ghost was completely different, and his eyes lit up.

"Wow, I've always wanted this bag, but it's a limited amount and I haven't bought it, can you give it to me!"

The ghost stared at the camera with a burning look of excitement.

Although the words are questions, they ask the camera in the tone of affirmative sentences.

If there is no staff on site, the camera will naturally not reply, or the director feels that there is no need to reply.

So the ghost nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, since you didn't speak, it means that you didn't refuse, and if you didn't refuse, it means that you acquiesced, and this bag belongs to me. "

It looks like he is forced to buy and sell, and the director behind the camera looks at the monitor and can't laugh or cry.

But I also went with the ghosts, and I have already spent so much money in this issue, and this bag is not bad.

Although this bag is really expensive, thinking of the price, the corners of the director's mouth can't help twitching.

[Hahaha, ghosts are too cute. 】

[Sure enough, it's still the same formula, it's okay to buy and sell.] 】

[One thing to say, this bag is really good-looking. 】

[Not ...... Shouldn't you open the bag first to see what's inside? There should be an important clue. 】

.........

The ghost holds the bag and can't put it down, like a child who has gotten his favorite toy.

For a while, I had to forget that I was now participating in the live broadcast of the show.

It wasn't until a while later that she remembered the show!

So I immediately opened the bag, poured out all the contents directly, and picked them up one by one to see.

"This is the certificate, Wu Ghost, it's me. "

The ghost picked up one of the documents that was his own.

And then there's something else, a ticket, and a check?

Wait, everything else is normal, the ghost focused on the check.

"Ten million, one hundred thousand, one million, five million??!"

The ghost counted it, and then it was shocked, and there was a check for five million.

I looked at the check again, and it was written on it that the person who gave the check to himself was called Zhen Goudan, surnamed Zhen.

The ghost thought to himself that it should only be the deceased, the owner of this manor.

But here comes a whole new problem.

Why would the other party write such a large check to himself?

The ghost was confused, but put the check away. .....

The camera cuts to Mr. He's room, where Mr. He sits very steadily on the bed, not rummaging through boxes and cabinets as soon as others enter.

"According to my judgment, the program team should not be so hasty, only let us search for identity information by ourselves, and then we should be told our identity information through other ways, otherwise it will be difficult for the game to continue. "

Teacher He smiled faintly, and the program team was all seen through by me.

At this time, the director and screenwriter backstage also smiled bitterly.

sighed that Mr. He was too experienced in variety shows, but he didn't expect to guess their layout directly.

Because after that, they do prepare that there will be other ways to learn about their identities.

But room search is also an important place.

So after Mr. He finished analyzing, he stood up from the bed again and said.

"But the room still needs to be searched, and there should be some clues that are not very clear. "

The first teacher chose to open the wardrobe, and there were several coats hanging inside.

Teacher He smiled as he took out a coat.

"If you look at these clothes, they are not mine, do you think these clothes are what I can wear?"

Teacher He took the clothes and gestured, only to see that the clothes were almost to Mr. He's ankles.

[Hahaha, the program team is too much. 】

[Teacher He's self-blackening is really anytime and anywhere!!]

[Good guys!Such a long trench coat, this is a two-meter person to wear, right?]

[Maybe there's something in your pocket?]

Teacher He obviously thought the same, so he touched his pockets one by one.

After several pieces of clothing in a row, Mr. He found a strange pattern.

"I don't know if you've found it, why is this dress smaller than a 4.4 piece, a Russian pullover?"

Teacher He looked at the clothes he took out, and they were actually smaller than the other.

The Russian sleeve is really aptly described, take out the last piece of clothing.

Teacher He even tried it and was surprised to find that it just fitted.

Putting his hands in his pockets, he didn't have any ideas.

Because he searched for a few clothes before, there was nothing, so Mr. He didn't think that there would be something in the pocket of his clothes.

However, at this moment, I actually touched a hard thing in my right hand pocket.

When I took it out, it was actually a lollipop.

A lollipop???

Teacher He's head suddenly popped up with several greetings, what does this sugar mean?

I didn't understand it very well, so Mr. He opened it and ate it.

"Ahh "

I ate it with the thought that something would come out of it, and I ate it.

After all, it's impossible for the program team to put a lollipop at random, right? Besides, I just didn't have breakfast and paddled my stomach.

.............