Superstar started with hip-hop and said Ye Che

"This photo is really not at all inconsistent, and the technology of this picture must be praised."

"It doesn't matter, I'm really sleepy, I'll go to bed first." Song Yubai put down the photo, pulled the quilt over the bed and fell asleep, really sleepy.

And the camera also cuts to other people's rooms.

Chapter 174 Russian suits are okay

The camera turned and cut to Teacher Sa's room.

After Mr. Sa entered the door, the drama was still full. He put the suitcase aside and started searching the room. At the same time, he had a sense of variety show and was explaining to the camera.

"This issue is very weird, very weird, I didn't even give the script, I don't know who I am, like a black household."

"I have to search the room carefully." Saying that, Teacher Sa began to rummage through the room.

After a while, I really found some clues. Teacher Sa looked at the camera with excitement.

"My friends, what is this? What is this? Diary, friends, let's take a look at this diary."

Teacher Sa opened a black diary he found in the cabinet. There was not much content, only a few pages.

"The first day I came to the manor, I finally saw him after more than ten years."

"The next day, I successfully stayed and became the chef here."

"On the third day, that was an opportunity, what a pity"

After reading a few pages, Teacher Sa closed the diary with a suspicious expression on his face.

"Could I be the murderer?"

"No, it's impossible. There have been many such situations before. It's too obvious. I can't be the murderer." Teacher Sa immediately denied it.

But after thinking about it, he continued to hold the diary to study, and tried to find some other clues in the room.

The camera and everything else, everyone finally had a feeling that they were watching a variety show.

I saw Teacher Da put the suitcases away, and then lay down on the bed, feeling like they were taking this show as a trip.

And it's getting late, and everyone is really sleepy, so the evening's live broadcast will end here, and the camera will not restart until tomorrow morning.

In foreign countries, Song Yubai still needed to overcome the jet lag, so when he woke up in the morning, he was still a little uncomfortable and sleepy.

And the program group is also ruthless enough, the camera started to shoot early in the morning.

"Good morning everyone!" Song Yubai greeted the camera in a daze, and then went to wash up.

"Brother Yubai, good morning!"

"Mom, this skin condition is really good."

"I'm envious, how can a man's skin be better than mine."

The camera is obviously a bit smart, and it automatically stopped after Song Yubai entered the bathroom, which disappointed the audience, who thought the camera could follow.

After washing up, Song Yubai changed his clothes again. With a white plush sweater, jeans and white sneakers, he looked refreshing and sunny.

Not long after changing their clothes, everyone heard the bell ringing in the manor, which was still very hurried.

"Please gather in the hall!" The voice of the broadcast sounded, and everyone walked out of the room.

It seems that everyone is resting and ok, and their mental state looks pretty good.

Song Yubai said hello to Teacher He, who lived next to him in [-].

Everyone walked downstairs together. In fact, everyone knew what had happened. After all, no matter how it was changed, the show was still called Celebrity Detective.

As for who died, everyone has already guessed in their hearts. Sure enough, after arriving in the living room, they saw a puppet collapsed beside the sofa.

And the clothes on the doll are the clothes that the Duke wore last night.

The old butler was standing on the side, looking at Song Yubai and the others with a serious face.

"Master was killed last night. I have received news that the murderer is among you. I will give you two days. Within two days, you must hand over the murderer." The old housekeeper said to Song Yubai and the others, and the audience separated Looking at the camera, I felt the feeling of oppression.

Song Yubai and the others immediately nodded like chickens pecking at rice, "I promise to complete the task."

"Hahahahaha, Song Yubai is trying to laugh me to death, what the hell is it to promise to complete the task?"

"It can be very strong. It felt like a TV series just now, and it will have an inner flavor soon."

The old butler nodded, and immediately coughed softly as if he had changed, "Now, each of you has half an hour to go back to your room to collect clues and learn about your identity information."

But Song Yubai and the others didn't continue to waste time here, and hurried back to their rooms. Now that the murder has happened, they haven't even figured out their own identity. If they are the murderer, they will be in a very serious situation later Passive situation.

After everyone returned to the room, the camera cut to Guigui's room.

Guigui lives in [-], in the rightmost room on the second floor.

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

After Guigui entered the room, he began to mutter, "Who the hell am I? I need to look for this."

While muttering, he began to rummage. It was the first time that the star detective saw the guests search his room so carefully, and the audience felt a little strange.

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

Guigui picked it up and said, "It's so beautiful." Then he put it back in place.

Open the drawer, there is a small bag, nothing else.

But after seeing that bag, Guigui's whole person is different, his eyes shine.

"Wow, I've always wanted this bag! But it's a limited edition and I haven't been able to buy it. Can you give me the bag!" Guigui stared at the camera with a look of excitement.

Although the words were questions, they asked the camera in an affirmative tone.

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

So Guigui nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, since you didn't say anything, it means you didn't refuse, and if you didn't refuse, it means you acquiesced, this bag belongs to me."

As if buying and selling by force, the director looked at the monitor and couldn't laugh or cry, but he went with the ghosts. This issue has already spent so much money, and this bag is not bad.

Although this bag is really expensive, the corner of the director's mouth twitched uncontrollably when he thought of the price.

"Hahaha, Guigui is too cute."

"Sure enough, it's still the same formula. It's okay to buy and sell by force."