What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

"A new experience?"

Without Zhang Jiahui's accent, which doesn't care about the system, Su Zhao can basically confirm that the series of tasks released by the system are all closely related to the mysterious organization he is tracking.

Thinking of this, he looked away from the lottery draw of the system task, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the phone number he had saved before.

"Hey, are you the producer of Creation 101?"

The impatient answer on the other side, "We are not creating 101, we are creating 110 programs!"

"You can name whatever you want."

Su Zhao said calmly, "I want to join your detective program."

Chapter 57 A Little Story of Horror

In the office, a man in a vest with a belly full scratched the back of his head, stared at the guests who came to interview, and nodded from time to time.

Su Zhao, who was sitting in front of him, focused all his attention on the unique distilled nose of the gold medal producer in front of him.

"Mr. Su, right? I'm Wu Dong, the producer of Wuzhou Entertainment TV. I've seen your resume. It's really excellent. There are three homicide cases alone, and the recent news about mental illness You also exposed the scandal in the academy. Although we are full of candidates, we still have a spot for you. As for the remuneration, you don’t have to worry about it. We will pay at a price higher than the market price. The filming of this show will last for four days , there is a well-arranged script and plot, and of course there is room for everyone to use their reasoning skills, and the rest of the other issues are in the contract, you can take a look."

However, Su Zhao just pushed the contract forward and smiled slightly, "Don't worry about the contract. I want to know how many guests came this time?"

"There were additions and deletions before, and the number of guests that can be confirmed to participate is currently five."

"Okay, I don't need to be paid, but I hope Producer Wu can tell me the information about the five of them."

"Ok?"

Wu Dong rolled his eyes, trying to understand what Su Zhao was thinking, and said, "No problem, but these materials can be obtained through ordinary channels, and there are no secrets that Mr. Su wants to discover."

"fine."

Su Zhao also responded with the same polite smile and said, "I just like to be competitive, so I should know about my competitors in advance."

At this moment, the white-haired little loli, who was standing aside with her chin resting in boredom, raised her hands high and said, "I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, do you have any programs similar to Creation 101? I also want to debut as an idol."

Wu Dong stared at the other party suspiciously, and asked tentatively, "May I ask if you have any specialties?"

"me?"

The little white-haired loli scratched her head, and after thinking for a while, stretched out a finger to count her skills seriously, "I can make IED roadside improvised explosive devices, I can make Molotov incendiary bottles, and I can install them with my eyes closed." A Kalashnikov rifle, can make loose-fire mines, read Mao Zedong's anthology, and is proficient in jungle guerrilla tactics and directional blasting..."

"Wait, wait a minute."

The gold medal producer interrupted the white-haired little girl's eloquent speech and asked, "Then do you have any normal specialties?"

"Normal specialty?"

"Does it count if I can lick my elbow with my tongue?"

"Not counting."

After thinking for a moment, the white-haired little loli said, "Does it count as being able to sing?"

"Come."

The producer suddenly regained his energy and made a gesture of invitation, "Sing a few lines and listen."

"Cough cough."

Little Lolita cleared her throat, and Su Zhao, who was sitting by the side, covered her ears very cooperatively. Before the producer realized what was going on, he heard a heart-piercing howl of ghosts and wolves, "We Let’s learn how to meow and meow together Love is blue sky, white clouds and clear skies. I should drink a jug of turbid wine leisurely in the rivers and lakes alone.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

The white-haired little loli shattered all the fantasies of the producer as soon as she opened her mouth, and quickly made a pause gesture, looking at the expectant little girl with complicated eyes.

Just as she was about to speak, the white-haired little girl suddenly thought of something and said silently, "Oh, I accidentally made an electric detonator yesterday, and uncle, I'm not yet 14 years old."

"..."

"What do you call that, legal loli?"

Is it legal to kill a loli?

Wu Dong thought of her professional skills, and was afraid that a time bomb would be placed in the car after get off work. Even if the murderer was really caught, she would not be able to go to prison if she was under fourteen years old.

The producer finally sighed and said slowly, "You have been admitted."

"yeah!"

Su Zhao's eyes widened. Regardless of the dancing white-haired loli, she approached the director and whispered, "Producer, if you are threatened, just blink."

The producer blinked his eyes as if grasping at straws.

"Oh."

Su Zhao spread his hands and said helplessly, "Then the threat will be threatened, and there is nothing I can do anyway."

Then the producer gave him a hard look, and arched his lips to read a wordless word.

"roll."

……

After returning home and tidying up his clothes, Su Zhao took the white-haired little girl to the assembly point.There were a few scattered people on the bus, except for the guests invited by the program group, the rest were staff.

At this time, a person with a work card came forward and said politely, "Is it Mr. Su and Ms. Ying...?"

Looking at the white-haired child in front of him, the staff didn't know what to call him for a while.

"I'm not a lady."

The white-haired little loli put her waist down, and said confidently, "I haven't broken the melon yet, I'm a girl, a girl! It's not at all the same as those old aunts whose b's are as wide as the East African Rift Valley and claim to be babies. ..."

Su Zhao covered her mouth, smiled and narrowed his eyes into a line.

"Yes, I am Mr. Su."

"I'm Xiao Li, a staff member. You can sit wherever you want."

Xiao Li said politely, and then handed him a document in his hand, "This is the document given to you by the producer, please keep it safe."

"Thank you."

Su Zhao nodded, found a window seat in the back and sat down, putting his backpack aside.

At this time, the bus started and drove forward, and the dazzling sunlight outside the window greeted his eyes. It didn’t feel like a performance show, but more like a long-awaited trip. The comfortable atmosphere made him feel very comfortable, and he was quite looking forward to the next step Program recording of the show.

"It feels so peaceful."

Su Zhao couldn't help sighing.

At this time, a figure sat next to him, took over the topic, smiled, and said, "Yeah, there are no people on the street, it's very different from the city center."

Su Zhao glanced at him. Since he got in the car, he had secretly observed everyone around him. Except for the five performers, there were seven staff including the driver.

Among the twelve people, there are unknown organization members who are hidden joints.

Su Zhao's gaze refocused on the man in front of him, with messy hair, a tasteless floral shirt, a faded gold chain hanging around his neck, traces of wearing a ring on his ring finger, and smoky burn marks on his fingers. There is a Hello Kitty doll hanging on the keychain exposed in the trouser pocket.

Su Zhao smiled calmly.

The other party scratched his head, as if he was looking for something to chat about, "Actually, I'm not a detective either, hehe."

He narrowed his eyes suddenly, approached Su Zhao, and said in a low voice, "I'm bored anyway, how about I tell you a thought-provoking story?"

"Row."

Su Zhao agreed with the other party's proposal, "As a proposal, I'll tell you a story too. How about we compare and see whose story is more thoughtful and fearful?"

Chapter 58 Gouging out my eyes when I look at it again

"Let me explain myself first, my name is Zhang Jing."

"This is a story my friend told me."

The man seems to be addicted to cigarettes. Even in the car, he has to light a cigarette, which may be related to his long-term work anxiety. The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he said slowly, "That night because of his work, he I worked overtime all night and left my daughter alone at home. At that time, the child was woken up by thunder in the middle of the night. After opening his eyes, he heard rustling under the bed. The little girl quietly lifted the quilt and poked her head out, suddenly a Thick hands stuck out from under the bed, covered his mouth, and made a silent gesture.

"Shh."

The voice under the bed said, "I mean no harm."

"Then who are you going to scare?"

"Scare the man with the knife who's hiding in your closet right now."

"Suddenly, the man under the bed rushed out, rushed towards the wardrobe, and wrestled with the people inside."

"When my friend came home from get off work the next day, his daughter told him about the incident. The other party immediately called the police. Soon the police found that the suspect's vehicle was parked on the street of the community, and they found cloth tape and a knife in the car. , strong tranquilizers, hand-held cameras, tripods, hand straps, and plastic buckets filled with pungent liquids and other crime tools. After identifying the target suspect through the clues in the car, the police found a large number of suspects in the place where he lived Personally recorded a video tape. In a hidden cellar, five children who had disappeared in the past three years were found. The police conducted a careful investigation of their residence and unearthed a large number of children's bones from the mud near the large dog the suspect kept. Many of the bones bear signs of being bitten by dogs."

"But the suspect seemed to have evaporated without a trace."

As the cigarette was almost finished, Zhang Jing raised his head and looked at Su Zhao, "To this day, my friend has not caught the man who hid under my daughter's bed that night. Well, the story is over, it's your turn. "

Su Zhao kept looking down at the information about Zhang Jing. He suddenly raised his head, looked directly at him, and said, "What if there is another version of the story?"

Zhang Jing's hand holding the cigarette paused for a moment, looked at the other party suspiciously, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Su Zhao rested his chin and continued to perfect and explore the hidden details in the story, "Actually, your friend knew that the perverted killer was after his daughter, but he suffered from no evidence. So he made an alibi in advance, and hid Under my daughter's bed, waiting for the perverted killer to show up and kill him."

The further down the analysis, the expression on Su Zhao's face became more and more exciting, and the smile gradually became brighter, "Afterwards, your friend used some method to hide the body, and called the police after dawn, and colluded with her daughter to make a confession, and everything will be pushed back." When it comes to the perverted murderer, the police's thinking will naturally follow this point to investigate, but the police will never catch this person."

Su Zhao approached the other party, and Zhang Jing's face became a little stiff.

"Because that perverted killer may have been chopped up by your friend for hundreds of pieces, eaten? Buried? Maybe he has completely disappeared from this world."

"Hehehe."

Zhang Jing smiled awkwardly, hiding the unnaturalness on his face, "Actually, it was just a made-up story."

Su Zhao said lightly, "I'm also making it up. I wrote a few brainy articles on Happy Shuke before, so I have a lot of brains. It's like God of War returns and sees his five-year-old daughter living in a kennel, and orders Huaxia [-] The retired soldiers also built a kennel for the God of War when they returned.”

"..."

Looking at the serious attitude of the other party, Zhang Jing didn't know if he was fooling himself for a while.

"Cough cough."

Su Zhao clenched his fists and coughed twice, pulling the other party's thoughts back from the trance.

"Okay, now it's my turn to tell the story."

"This story isn't complicated, it's just that a teenager got an inexplicable system by chance, and this system will issue weird tasks, such as asking you to track down the taxi killer, the underground air-raid shelter killer, what to investigate The killer party, the inside story of the mental hospital, I don't know why those killers saw him as if they saw a ghost, and they didn't even want their lives..."

"Stop, stop."

This time it was Zhang Jin's turn to make a pause gesture, looked at the other party suspiciously, and asked, "Why don't you just tell me about the urban literature on Qidian Chinese website? How many years has this subject been banned?"

Su Zhao tapped his temple, and asked back, "Think about it, isn't there a guy who is more terrifying than a perverted killer, isn't it something to think about?"

"just you?"

Zhang Jing showed a disdainful expression, and looked at the other party. How could a young man who was only 24 years old be able to fight against them, a group of old and cunning fried dough sticks?

An illusion, an illusion for sure.

"By the way, why is there no camera equipment in the car?"

The white-haired little loli looked around and asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

Xiao Li explained, "The reality show has already started from the moment we stepped into the car. This reality show is played randomly. Everyone should throw away all the scripts on hand."

""Random play? ''

Upon hearing this, someone asked, "So what are we going to do?"

None of the people present showed any overly surprised expressions, and some people even showed ups and downs on their calm faces.If you really follow the script at hand step by step, it will be too boring.

Xiao Li said slowly, "When you arrive at your destination, you just need to follow the clues and find the murderer who lurks before you."

murderer?

"Does that mean there is an inner ghost among the five of us?"

This kind of game of mutual suspicion arouses everyone's interest. After all, I suspect that you suspect that I suspect that you suspect that I am the ghost. The test of the lasagna routine is IQ and logic.

Zhang Jing held his chin, feeling that this game is not that simple, "It's interesting, maybe the ghost doesn't even know that he is the ghost?"

Su Zhao looked out the window, and suddenly said to himself, "Actually, it's very easy to find the murderer."

The white-haired little loli froze for a moment, "It's...simple?"

"Yes, it's very simple."