The mastermind behind Conan

Hearing Shiraishi Takeshi's words, everyone looked at them in surprise.

The corners of Bai Shiwu's mouth raised slightly, stretched out his hand to the eldest brother next to the corpse, and said, "Look, isn't there a big brother next to the corpse? "

This shows that the victim must have been killed while talking to someone on the phone. In that case, there's a good chance that the person on the phone with him heard the gunshots and the murderer's voice!"

"Indeed, indeed!"

Officer Twilight shouted in surprise, "Go and ask the victim's friends to filter out the caller." By the way, filter all the calls to the TV station!"

"Yes, Officer Twilight!"

Big Brother is different from smartphones, and the dialing information cannot be directly seen on the screen of Big Brother, so it is very troublesome to know who has called.

At this moment, four or five reporters who got the news rushed over.

A TV reporter suddenly asked, "Mr. Matsuo, while you were hosting the show, the producer was killed in another room!

"If you meet a murderer, what do you want to say to the murderer!?"

"Could this be caused by the fact that your show specializes in dealing with crime in a comedic way, which has caused some people to plan it?"

"I heard that Mr. Matsuo is going to be replaced to host this show, could it be that you have a grudge against the decision of the producer, Mr. Yanagida, so..."

Peers are enemies, especially in the journalist media industry.

The fact that there had been a homicide on the television station, and that the deceased was also a TV program producer, gave these reporters a smell of big news.

"Enough is enough!!"

Matsuo Takashi suddenly scolded loudly: "Please don't say it again, okay? Yanagida did mention it before, but then he still wanted me to host the show, so he specially asked me to come to the conference room to discuss!"

As he spoke, Matsuo Takashi's face gradually became hideous, and two lines of crazy tears remained, and he roared:

"I solemnly swear here! I will definitely carry on Yanagida's legacy and continue to serve as the host. And I'm going to use this show to deal with this case!

"Hmph, it's worthy of being a TV stationer, acting in a set, if I hadn't seen his murderous smile in the studio before, I would have really been bluffed by him!" Bai Shiwu said secretly in his heart.

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"You just said that you called Mr. Yanagida again!" Officer Twilight said with a serious face.

"Yes, yes. I called him at 8:15 and he answered. At fifty-five minutes, I didn't answer when I called again!" the staff member said in detail.

"The time when the gangster committed the murder should be between 8:15 and 55!"

Officer Twilight nodded, then stared deeply at the staff member, "But why did you call him?"

"Your Excellency, I asked him to call. "

Takashi Matsuo interjected: "I want to confirm where Yanagida's others are, because the location of our conversation has not yet been decided at that time, and the phone call at fifty-five is to ask him to help convey Yanagida that the show is about to end, and I will arrive immediately." "

"Oh—you did that?" Officer Twilight looked at Takashi Matsuo suspiciously.

"Yes, that's right, on the one hand, I'm still recording, so it's inconvenient to use Big Brother, and on the other hand, it's because I don't know Yanagida's Big Brother phone either. Takashi Matsuo explained.

"I see!" Officer Twilight frowned.

"By the way, Mr. Matsuo, I just heard from the TV station that you have good marksmanship?"

"Mr. Shiraishi, Mr. Shiraishi, you... Are you doubting me?" said Takashi Matsuo with a smile on his face:

"Mr. Shiraishi, I was between eight and nine o'clock, but I was recording a show in the studio, and even if it was an advertising time in the middle of the program, I was discussing the details of the program with Meikeiko Ota. Isn't it, Meikeiko?"

"Yes, yes, during the ten-minute commercial break, Matsuo-sensei has indeed been discussing things with me about the show and has never left. Keiko Ota said.

"That's... Mr. Matsuo's suspicion should be cleared. Officer Twilight touched his chin.

"How can I be a murderer!" Matsuo Takashi glanced at Takeshi Shiraishi with disdain, his tone full of pride.

"Hmph, what an ugly man!"

Sensing Matsuo Takashi's gaze, Shiraishi Takeshi snorted coldly in his heart, and asked playfully, "Is this really the case?" Mr. Matsuo Takashi, between eight and nine o'clock, did you really not leave the studio?"

"Really—no! Yes!" Matsuo Takashi affirmed.

"It's worthy of being the host of a TV station, you won't even blush if you lie!" Shiraishi snorted coldly.

"What!?"

"Lying?"

"Brother Shiraishi, you mean..."

"Mr. Detective Shiraishi, please don't slander me, okay? I've been in the studio all the time during the show, and even during the only advertising time, I'm discussing the show with Ota Meikeiko, how can I leave the studio!" Matsuo Takashi roared loudly.

"Yes, it's true that you didn't leave the studio for ten minutes of the mid-commercial break, but—I watched you leave while the short four-minute mystery drama was playing!" said Shiraishi disdainfully.

"Oh, I see, I started having diarrhea this morning, and I had diarrhea again when I was recording the show, and I went to the toilet at that time. Everyone at the TV station can testify to this!" said Takashi Matsuo with a smile.

"Is that so?" Officer Twilight asked, grim.

"Yes, yes..."

"It seems like this. "

"Matsuo-sensei has been saying that he has an upset stomach since the morning. "

"Really?" Shiraishi stared at Takashi Matsuo with blazing eyes, and his deep pupils made him panic.

Takashi Matsuo roared angrily: "If you don't believe me, you won't try it yourself! In this way, you can immediately understand that I am innocent! From the studio on the ninth floor where I hosted the show to this conference room on the fourth floor, no matter how fast it is, it will definitely take more than six minutes to go back and forth!"

"Mr. Detective Shiraishi, don't forget, the detective skit is only four minutes long!" a hint of smugness flashed across Matsuo's angry face.

"What!?"

"It takes more than six minutes to go back and forth?"

Everyone was shocked.

Takeshi Shiraishi smiled playfully and asked, "I'm sorry, Mr. Matsuo, did you just say the word - for sure - these two words? Did you specifically calculate the time it takes to go back and forth between the two rooms?"

(Eleven more!! ask for automatic subscription for the first order!I'll go,The other authors in the skirt told me,Can't all be released in the early morning.,There must be an update during the day.,Otherwise, the first order will be much less.,So,I can only cruelly take out a chapter from the four chapters of my all-night code!

(By the way, I don't think I will say so much later in the chapter, one last time.) After it is put on the shelves, it should be four to five more every day!)

(Last sentence!! I don't have a eunuch!!Feilu's regular upload of chapters will be delayed, it's really not my fault!I really timed ten chapters at 24 o'clock last night!!)