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"The detective agency received a commission from a diplomat's wife to investigate the affair of her daughter-in-law. When everyone went to the diplomat's home, they found that the diplomat's bedroom door was locked. No matter how hard they knocked, there was no response."

"There was a deafening opera playing in the room. After getting no response, the lady took out the key from her pocket and opened the door."

"After opening the door, I found that the diplomat was sleeping on the table. My wife was the first to run over, intending to wake the diplomat up. Only then did I find that the diplomat had died."

"The diplomat's lips were purple, and it was estimated that he died no more than thirty minutes ago. There were only two keys to the room. One was in the diplomat's pocket, and the other was in his wife's pocket. The lady had been with him all this time.

The detectives worked together and were directly eliminated as suspects, so this is a case of secret room murder."

"Now, there are only four things at the scene that can serve as clues. The same is the sound of the opera playing in the room. The volume has been turned up to the maximum, which has reached an uncomfortable level; the second is a pile of books piled on the diplomat's desk.

The book directly blocked the diplomat's face; third, there was silk thread in the trash can outside the room; fourth, there was sleeping pill residue in the diplomat's water glass."

"During these thirty minutes, the daughter-in-law was at home, giving her enough time to kill. The motive for the murder was also very clear, that is, the diplomat and his wife suspected that their daughter-in-law had cheated on her and planned to drive her out of the house."

"Then, may I ask, is the murderer the daughter-in-law? If not, who else was it? How was the murder committed?"

The students made guesses one after another, but most of them were far from the truth. Only one boy wearing glasses guessed something close.

In the end, Kei Fujiwara revealed the truth. The murderer was the diplomat's wife, and the silk thread was just a smoke bomb disguised as a mechanical secret room. The truth was that the diplomat was just asleep at the moment before entering the door, but the wife hid it in her hands the moment she stepped forward.

The poisonous needle stung the diplomat.

This is an episode of "Detective Conan": The Diplomat Murder Case. It's a pretty good secret room conspiracy. Kei Fujiwara didn't plan to write it, so he simply used it as a teaching material.

Yukie Minakami's vision turned black for a moment, and he slumped down on the chair.

how so……

It turns out that creativity crashed into a car, and the collision was almost inseparable...

What's even more unacceptable to him is that this guy actually spread the beans on TV about what he had worked so hard to figure out!

Please, is this guy out of his mind? If you mentioned the trick directly on the show, how can you write it down in the future?

But soon he figured out that this man didn't take these tricks and designs seriously at all, he just thought of them casually and said them casually.

Yukie Minakami's face became more and more ugly. He remembered the article he wrote not long ago that satirized Sima Keita for not being able to think of any good tricks. Could it be that this show was his intention?

Thinking of that article, Minami Yukie's face instantly felt a little hot.

What does this mean? I just wrote an article criticizing this person as nothing, and this person turned his face and acted like this. It’s like just mocking someone for having a cleaner pocket than his face, and this person just sat down the next day

Ferrari drops coins on the street.

He could almost foresee how bitter the article he wrote before would be, and it would not take long for him to respond with vitriol, and all the bitter irony would be reflected back on him.

He sat in a chair in a daze for a long time, until the phone rang, bringing him back to reality.

He reached out to touch the receiver, but suddenly remembered something, and retracted his fingertips as if he was electrocuted. Not long after, the other party's recording voice rang on the phone.

"Teacher Minamizu, there was an accident. Did you watch today's Todao Channel program? In it, Keita Sima talked about many tricks and ideas in the seminar, and one of them crashed with you! Your original idea may not be possible anymore.

Write it down and give me a reply after you hear it.”

With a depressed look on his face, Yuki Minakami silently bent down to pick up the beer can from the ground and drank the remaining liquid in the can.

Otherwise... I might as well write about socialism...

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It was very cold in Tokyo in early March, but it was quite warm inside the apartment.

Very soon, there was a layer of fog on the glass.

Kei Fujiwara walked to the window, stretched out his hand to wipe off the water mist on the glass, and looked at the Tokyo night.

I went to eat roasted bird with my colleagues in the evening. I don't know if I ate too much chicken kidneys and lanterns. Now my lower abdomen feels like a fire is burning, and my joints all over my body are itchy.

After changing to a more spacious apartment, the room became larger, but it also seemed to be emptier. Kei Fujiwara didn't know if it was due to fluctuations in hormone levels in his body or some other reason. Recently, his desire for warm-smelling nephrite has gradually increased.

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Full and warm, I think**... The ancients are sincere and I can't deceive them.

Thinking of this, he turned on the TV. Dongdao Channel was playing a program recorded at the Spring and Autumn Club not long ago. He was not interested, so he jumped to Fushan Channel.

It's nine o'clock in the evening, and the TV is playing a professional drama about doctors, but to be honest, it's not very good.

But suddenly I remembered the ratings report I had seen not long ago. The results of this drama were pretty good, and I couldn't help but laugh to myself.

He subconsciously compared it with "The White Tower"...

This medical drama is already halfway through its broadcast, and there are still two months left, so the time slot at 9pm on Friday will be free.

The time slot has a huge impact on the ratings of the program, so the time slot competition has always been what producers care about most.

The best time slot is of course the evening prime time slot on Saturdays and Sundays. These two days have the largest audience and are watched by both adults and children. They are suitable for showing family-friendly programs. Generally, the main programs on the station will be placed in this time slot.

The second is the afternoon slot every day. The main audience at this time is minors, who go home to watch TV after school, but the programs at this time are mostly cartoons and special films.

The second is the prime time slot on Friday night, when the audience base is relatively larger than on other weekdays.

Then there are morning dramas, lunch dramas and so on.

A program like "The Long Vacation" is definitely not suitable for the afternoon slot, and it is positioned as a family drama broadcast at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. There are already programs on weekends, so Mizuhara Yui only

Able to secure prime time on weekdays.

She is now trying to get the 8pm time slot on Friday from Taiwan, but Kei Fujiwara is not very optimistic about it.

There is no other reason than that Kenji Takada’s drama will start shooting in the near future, and it will be launched and broadcast at the same time as them.

So Mizuhara Yui is destined to compete with Takada Kenji for the Friday time slot, but can Mizuhara Yui compete with him?

Enough!

Kenji Takada has deep qualifications in Fukuyama Station, and has more experience in the field of TV dramas than he and Yui Mizuhara combined. If he is a senior executive in the station, he will be more inclined to hand over better time slots to an experienced person.

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However, Fujiwara Kei didn't feel depressed at this moment, because a word popped into his mind. It was not very famous in this world, but in his world it was a golden sign in the broadcast industry.

Ninth month!