In the staff canteen of the daily TV station, Gao Cheng and some children ordered a table. The price was not expensive, but it was not cheap. The main reason was that these guys ordered more expensive dessert pudding than outside.
Gao Cheng glances at the children who are enjoying themselves. Only Conan, Xiao AI and bu Mei are more restrained. Yuan Tai can take part in the big stomach challenge.
"Hello, Yuantai, do you usually eat like this at home?"
"These are not enough to eat..." Yuan Tai was still not satisfied, looking at the eel rice she had finished eating.
"Ha ha," Gao Cheng said with a twitch in the corner of his mouth, "he can eat more than adults. Maybe he can take part in the next challenge of selling TV on a daily basis..."
Yuan Tai was puzzled and snorted: "isn't brother Chenghu the champion of big stomach king?"
"Because the only opponent is the uncle..."
Gao Cheng grabs a piece of fried chicken from Conan's chopsticks. Yu Guang looks at the TV station staff at a nearby table and seems to be complaining about the sponsor of the show.
"That's right," a short and thin young man complained, "it's not a show at all. The preselection contests are a mess. The ones with the best physical performance are eliminated, the ones with the best voice are eliminated, and even the ones with the best Chinese characters are not selected..."
"I'm on the other side of the physical competition. I said it was more than the number of push ups I did in three minutes. As a result, some people tried their best to do 180 push ups, but they couldn't do it!"
"What on earth is that island president thinking?"
"Not only that, five places were reserved for the final, but only three people got the final qualification in the end..."
Gao Cheng hears the voice of a few people complaining, fretting in the heart, surprised to see yuan Tai.
Just now, Yuantai's father sent a message saying that she had successfully entered the final. She asked Yuantai to go to the auditorium of the fifth studio to refuel.
What is the choice of this competition?
After having a meal, Gao Cheng takes the crowd to the fifth studio to answer the question and occupy the position early.
There are a lot of audience on the scene, most of them are family members and friends of the contestants. The stage is ready. It looks like a normal program. It's just that I heard that the producer of the program is very resentful, and I even asked the sponsor of the program to protest.
"It's almost time!"
Yuan Taizhang said: "Dad, is he OK?"
"Don't worry, Yuantai," Guangyan said, "your father will win! The prize is equivalent to 60 million yuan.... "
Gao Cheng holds his arm, which is incompatible with the noise around him.
It's not just 60 million. The painting is of great significance. It's strange to take it out and give it to others. Moreover, the trials are still such a joke.
It seems that there are other purposes
When Gao Cheng's thoughts are flying, an employee of a daily TV station suddenly comes to him anxiously. Seeing Gao Cheng under the stage, his eyes brighten and he rushes over.
"Detective Chenghu!"
It seems that the visitor doesn't want to make a public statement. After finding Gao Cheng, he looks embarrassed: "can you come out, detective Chenghu?"
"What's the matter?"
Gao Cheng asks Conan to take care of Bu Mei and follow the staff suspiciously.
Just at this time, another employee stepped onto the stage in the eyes of everyone.
"Er," the employee's face is not very good-looking, holding the microphone difficult way, "I'm very sorry... This island trial ended for some reason..."
"What?"
"Are you kidding?"
There was a lot of noise under the stage, and the audience crowded forward one after another, making the staff in a hurry to apologize. Conan, who had been watching Gao Cheng leave, was suddenly shocked. When he found that there was blood on the cuff of the staff, he told Bumei in a hurry: "I'll have a look. You stay here and don't move!"
Xiao AI has a black line. In the end, she is still required to take care of several children.
"Is something wrong?" Bu Mei worried, "that man called out brother Chenghu just now."
Xiao AI looked at the uneasy yuan Tai and said calmly, "there are city households... Brother is here. Nothing will happen. We'll wait here."
"Well..."
Outside the studio, there was a commotion at the other end of the corridor. Gao Cheng followed the staff to the stairway, and immediately saw the crowd around him. A man fell to the ground, and blood continued to flow from the back of his head.
"It's the president of the island!" The staff on the side explained in a hurry, "the president fell down the stairs!"
"Did you call an ambulance?"
"Call, call! They said they would be there in 10 minutes... "
Gao Cheng squats beside the fat corpse of Kojima Quan. The fat old man in a suit is about the same size as Dr. Ali. He also has Mediterranean hairstyle, but his face is more rich.
This person is the president of the island, the sponsor of this program
Gao Cheng frowned to see the situation.
The president of the island lies on his back, his eyes and mouth are wide open, and his head is spattered with blood. He should have fallen down the stairs. It seems that he can't be saved.
Another homicide
Gao Cheng swept the fat old man's right finger, and there was a piece of paper in the middle“ Did you see him fall with your own eyes? " Gao Chengchao's staff asked“ Ah, no, "the staff members who were still at a loss until Gao Cheng felt relieved and responded," I heard a loud noise and the cry of the president of the island. When I arrived, the president of the island had fallen here... "" let's call the police by the way. " Gao Chengshen's voice“ "Ah?" The staff member was surprised, "is it difficult, is it the President..." "it's very likely that it is. If you fall down the stairs, you can't hold a piece of paper in your hand. It should be pulled from where you lost your balance..." Gao Cheng looked at the stairs, When the staff called the police, they continued to ask, "what about the staff who just informed the cancellation of the program in the studio? His sleeve was stained with blood... "" well... When he came with us, he was going to hold up the island president, maybe it was stained with blood at that time... "" didn't you see anyone else when you came? " Conan asked with his little face on the side“ "No," the staff members said frankly when they saw Conan, who was following Gao Cheng, "because we're coming soon, so we didn't think too much..." "detective Chenghu," a glasses uncle came over and saw the island president's face pale. "Maybe they did it, The three who qualified for the final... "" who are you? " Gao Cheng is surprised to see the people“ I am the Secretary of the president, "Uncle glasses said in a cold sweat." in fact, just now, the president said that he would go to the rest to meet the winner alone, so I and the staff were waiting in other rooms... "" he alone? "“ Yes, it was said that he deserved the honor as the winner of the island competition. Unexpectedly, it became like this in a twinkling of an eye... "Deserved the honor..." Gao Chengxin read the telegram and vaguely thought of some things. Is the island president himself looking for the killer? Two of the three scrolls are missing. Take out one of them as a prize or bait. As long as the other party wants to gather, they will come to the competition. So the other two scrolls were stolen. The playful competition should be a trap. Yes, I just don't know what happened later. The president of the island was killed. It's a dangerous world. Even such rich people can't avoid vulgarity. Gao Cheng sighed and stood up, his eyes turned to the three players who just came down from upstairs. No matter what, as a famous detective, he always wants to find out the truth and find out the murderer. Don't rob anyone with him