"Hello dear players and welcome to Ready Player One. ”

"Before the game starts, please allow me to state that the events involved in this show are all game task settings, the character design has nothing to do with the guest himself, and there are obvious bugs in the characters, background, and details of the event, all of which are fictional, please do not imitate. ”

There was an electronic and mechanical sound on the radio, and the lights in the central hall suddenly turned on, Xu Chunqiu squinted his eyes, a round table, and five chairs.

Xu Chunqiu, Xie Lang, Fu Nanxun, Ye Bei, Tan Xiao, these are all the guests.

Tan Xiao raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, and before Xu Chunqiu could respond, the electronic sound of the interpretation continued.

"There are a total of five star players in this show, and in the game plot set up in each episode, they are divided into three identities: detective, suspect, and real murderer, and the real murderer is hidden among the suspects. ”

"If you find the real culprit, you will be deemed to have won. ”

"Good luck to you all. ”

This is the end of the interpretation of the opening rules, Xu Chunqiu took a deep breath, silently went through the plot he saw in the script before in his mind, and then threw himself into the role.

......

Ten o'clock in the morning, Peking Theater.

A steaming black car stopped at the entrance of the theater, and the white-gloved driver went around the back seat and bowed down to open the door, and a pair of beautiful people walked down from the car.

Xie Qianjin, the daughter of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, and Master Fu, the son of the president of the bank, walked into the theater together.

Not many people listened to the morning play, and the theater seemed a little empty, and the two sat on the benches downstairs and waited quietly, but the show did not start for a long time.

"What's going on, it's been five minutes!"

Young Master Fu pointed to the mechanical watch on his wrist and said.

"I'm really sorry, our luthier disappeared suddenly," the manager of the theater greeted him politely, "Please wait a moment, we will start immediately, ...... will start immediately."

At ten o'clock in the morning, the luthier was still nowhere to be seen.

Manager Tan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot in the background: "No, Xu Mingling, you go to the stage first, and I'll look for him again, I haven't looked for him yet." ”

The curtain opened, Xu Mingling walked onto the stage, but the music team on the side of the stage did not move.

Still nowhere to be seen.

Young Master Fu stood up from the audience suddenly: "What time is it, what's going on in your theater?"

As he spoke, he heard a scream from the backyard.

"Ahh

It's the voice of the talking manager.

"Someone's killed!"

Everyone rushed to the direction of the voice, and Young Master Fu raised his wrist again, at 10:15 in the morning.

"Oh my God......" Xie Qianjin gasped and hid behind Young Master Fu in fright.

A cold corpse.

Judging by his clothes and hairstyle, he looked like a young man in a long shirt, with messy hair and lying prone on the ground.

Young Master Fu, the only man present, had the audacity to turn him over, and found that the deceased had a sharp silver hairpin inserted in his chest, but his face was scratched by a sharp weapon.

The tail end of the silver hairpin was also decorated with green kingfisher feathers, and Xu Mingling unconsciously reached out and touched the dotted emerald head on his head.

"This is a ......," the manager said, a little incoherently.

Xu Mingling calmly made up her mind: "Isn't this the pianist you've been looking for just now?"

At 10:30 a.m., Inspector Ye, who received the report, hurried over, and he took out his ID from his pocket and lit up: "Where is the deceased?"

He stepped forward in three or two steps, put on his gloves and looked down at the body.

"The corpse is hardened, not yet completely stiff," he leaned over to take a closer look, pressed his fingers on the corpse's skin through his gloves, and frowned faintly, "The corpse spots are distributed in sheets, and most of the corpse mortis appears, and the preliminary judgment should be that the time of death should be at least six hours ago, but definitely not more than eight hours." ”

"The murder weapon is ......" His gaze slowly moved down, resting on the deceased's chest.

"Silver hairpin. He pulled out the hairpin and put it in the evidence bag.

......

This is the end of the pre-plot, and all the guests returned to the original center hall and sat down at the round table.

Ye Bei, who played the role of a detective, was the first to stand up: "It's 10:30 a.m. Peking time, and the pianist of the Beiping Theater died from a sharp weapon piercing the key parts of his body, and it is estimated that the time of death was around 3 to 5 o'clock last night. ”

"It is speculated that the murder weapon that caused the direct death was a silver hairpin with kingfisher feathers. ”

"Now it's time for everyone to start their own timelines. Ye Bei is obviously a die-hard fan of this show, and he is very easy to push the process, and even the lines are organized in a way that is inseparable from the wording of the detective characters in previous episodes.

He lifted the silver hairpin in the physical evidence bag and looked at Xu Chunqiu, who was nodding at the wearer, as a matter of course.

Obviously, the sharp weapon inserted in the deceased's chest is the same as the dotted green head on Xu Mingling's head.

Xu Chunqiu stood up and began her statement.

"My name is Xu Mingling, and I am the pillar of this Peking Theater. ”

"Before I tell the timeline, I must make it clear that although the silver hairpin is mine, I am not the perpetrator of the murder. ”

"When I put on my makeup this morning, I noticed that the top hairpin in the emerald head was missing. ”

Then she clearly followed the framework of the script and narrated Xu Mingling's timeline in her own words.

"At half past five this morning, I woke up in the East Wing as usual, and began to stretch ligaments and practice basic skills in the yard. The internal structure of the theater has a clear division of labor, and the manager of the first talk about finding Mr. Feng Shui calculated, the east wing room is inhabited, and the west wing room is put some sundries. ”

(Cut: Simple sets and props used on the stage of Chinese opera.) ）

"At six o'clock, the small merchants and vendors outside began to shout for breakfast, and in order to avoid disturbing the people, I began to shout from this time. ”

"At half past seven, we had breakfast with everyone in the front hall with the group, and we hadn't seen the luthier since then, and we all thought he had slept again. ”

"At eight o'clock, I went back to the courtyard and started to play silently, and this morning I will sing "Dream in the Garden". ”

"At nine o'clock, I began to apply face makeup, and at half past nine, the makeup on my face was almost cleaned up, and I was ready to wear my head and face to change clothes, and then I realized that there was something missing in the makeup box, and the top hairpin used to fix the hair bun in Diancui's head was missing. ”

"Everyone knows the rest of the story. ”

Xu Chunqiu ended her statement, but Ye Bei keenly grasped the words in it: "Again?"

"What do you mean that there is something 'again' missing in the makeup box?"

"You're often missing something?"

Xu Chunqiu nodded: "The pianist spends a lot of money, and he doesn't have any score at all." ”

"I noticed that he had stolen my head before. ”