Chapter 284

Compared with the bustle of the opening ceremony of the twin tower skyscraper, the night sky outside is especially calm.

Looking at the top floor of a building hundreds of meters in front of the elevator, qinjiu stands by the rooftop with cigarette in its mouth, long hair flying in the wind, and a pair of cold eyes under the black brim look at the brightly lit twin tower building.

"This is the last carnival."

Qinjiu grinned, picked up the telescope, looked at the ground parking lot with the cold wind, and then dialed the mobile phone.

"What's going on inside?"

"Big brother," vodka said on the other side of the phone, "is that Shinichi Kudo still alive? What's going on? "

"I don't know, but," qinjiu put a sniper gun beside him, smiling dangerously, "she confirmed the death information of Shinichi Kudo at the beginning, and now it's not impossible to mix it up

"This building can be used as the last execution ground, Shirley..."

At the banquet venue, all the participants in the game silently counted, and from time to time, some people raised their flags.

"24, 25..." Uncle Maori stood beside the young woman who thought she was holding the baby and nervously counted. Suddenly, he was patted on the forehead by the baby behind.

"Oh, it's miserable. I forgot where I counted..."

Uncle could not take care of the baby. He was sweating. He looked anxiously at the people who were raising the flag one after another. At a loss, he was suddenly frightened by the cry of the baby and raised the flag.

"Hi

"OK," Chang pan Mei Xu reminded on the stage, "two guests have guessed the right time, Maori senior and chenghujun. Congratulations, please come to the front now."

"Ha?" Gao Cheng and his uncle, who also has a dreamlike expression, go to the rostrum.

How on earth did this guy guess right

"Ladies and gentlemen," Chang pan Meixu said enthusiastically, "the winner is a detective named Maori Kogoro and the equally famous Chenghu Gaocheng. They are worthy of being famous detectives. They have no error in guessing time. However, according to the rules of the game, we will ask the two famous detectives to guess and decide the ownership of the sports car."

Gao Cheng swallowed his saliva and became nervous with Uncle Maori at the same time.

No matter how valuable the dusk museum is, it's only a paper hidden wealth, let alone not yet available. A high-end sports car that can be displayed here is not a casual thing for him.

But you can't lose with uncle?

Under the stage, Xiaolan stayed among the guests below. He didn't know who to cheer for, so he could only watch the two people who were ready to guess.

"Scissors, stone, paper!"

"Cloth

Gao Cheng offered the scissors in response, but he collided with Uncle Maori, who was stunned and fell into Petrification.

"What?"

The sports car is flying

Fly

Now

Gao Cheng, with a big mouth and a face in his hands, did not have the heart to listen to Uncle Maori's complacent remarks. In the laughter of the guests, he walked down to his mountaineer.

In the twinkling of an eye, a Kung Fu sports car turns into a bicycle. The most painful moment in my life is the moment when I guess my fist and get scissors. No one will believe it if I say it

Hell, even if you lose to uncle in mahjong, you can't win in guessing.

Bumei gathered around the mountaineer and commented: "it seems that the mountaineer is also good. Anyway, we can't drive, can we?"

Gao Cheng turned his head rigidly: Hello, how do you say that the mountaineer has become yours?

The garden came over and said, "please, what's your expression? We don't even have a chance to guess. "

"Yes," Bumei said, "I've only counted 25 seconds."

Yuan Tai was puzzled and said, "I only counted 12 seconds..."

Gao Cheng said: "it's totally different, OK? I can count 30 seconds one hundred percent... "

"Deception, how can anyone guess right every time?"

"Cough."

Gao Cheng's face is slightly red.

Is it too low to do such a thing with the system

"Pa!" The lights suddenly went out, leaving only a pillar of light on the stage host.

Gao Cheng stops talking and looks at the stage in doubt.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next thing I want to introduce is the work of the most important guest today, that is, the master of Japanese painting, ruyuefengshui, who is a national treasure of our country."

With the voice of the host, Mount Fuji, painted like the moon, appeared on the screen on one side of the venue.

"Mr. Ruyue especially likes Mount Fuji. He has spent more than 30 years describing the majestic appearance of Mount Fuji. This time, in order to celebrate the completion of the twin tower skyscraper of President changpan, he specially presented a new work, Mount Fuji in spring snow."

The curtain of the rostrum slowly opened, and everyone's eyes were focused in the middle. However, as the background light turned on, the scene in front of everyone was startled.

In front of the illuminated Japanese painting, changpan Meixu's body was hanging high in the middle, causing a series of panic calls in the venue.

Gao Cheng's face suddenly changed. Ignoring his mountain bike, he ran back to the stage with Uncle Maori“ Put down miss changpan, and close the curtain Seeing others at a loss, Gao Cheng shouts in a hurry. Uncle Maori picked up changpan Meixu in a hurry and put it on the ground. He could see a deep trace on his neck, which was strangled by the pearl necklace. Changpan Meixu had completely died. When Gao Cheng got in touch with the man downstairs, he squatted down to examine the body. He saw a piano line hooked on the back of the pearl necklace, and the other end of the line was connected with the painting axis around the steel frame of the beam. I'm afraid that when the painting was put down, he pulled changpan Meixu up in the opposite direction. This is a planned murder... Gao Cheng's eyes turned to a small wine cup that had fallen at the foot of the body. Although it didn't break, it was the same kind as in the previous incidents. What's going on? First, a member of Daiki city was assassinated in the suite on the 67th floor of building B, and then yuan Jiaming, the director of changpan, was shot in his own home. Now, even Meixu of changpan was hanged in full view of the public... If we don't consider the black clothes organization, the only connection among the three people is the new twin tower skyscraper, almost all of which are the main guides. Gao Cheng looks at the remaining suspects. Secretary zekou, architect Yingyan, and old man with serious face. At the time of the crime, these people were just behind the curtain, and they all had the opportunity to hook the piano string to the changpan Meixu necklace. The only problem is that the action of hooking the necklace should be very obvious, but changpan Meixu has no trace of struggling, obviously unprepared, and I don't seem to notice... "Maori! Old man of Chenghu Mu Mu with white bird and others rushed to the scene after receiving the news, by the way, several suspects concentrated interrogation“ In other words, when the incident happened, Mr. Feng and Mr. Ruyue just stood on both sides of the victim? " After Mu Mu understood the situation, he said, "now please stand where you were. Chiba will stand where the victim is." On the floor of the stage, there are three small lights which are used to indicate the position. The distance between them is about one meter. Yingyan and ruyuefengshui are standing on both sides“ At that time, miss zekou was beside the stage, wasn't she? "“ Yes, "zekou nodded anxiously," I'm operating the lift over there. "“ What about that pearl necklace? " Mu Mu asked“ She said it was a gift from someone, but she didn't know who... "When did the painting arrive?"“ It arrived last night. "Zekou looked at ruyuefengshui with crutches beside him." at that time, under the supervision of Mr. Ruyue, we moved in together. " Mu Mu frowned and looked at the old man. "That is to say, the last person who had the chance to play the piano string trick was..." "it's a pity, I don't know." The old man kept a straight face.