Sakata is 24 years old and has not yet found a job, so he can only watch TV at home every day.

That night, he was watching a movie on TV again, and suddenly the picture flashed and turned into a chaotic scene, which made Sakata think that he was on the stage.

Just as he was about to change the channel and try it, a female voice came from outside the screen: "This is TV Tokyo, and now it's a temporary live broadcast, just now, there was a homicide case here, and Michihiko Suwa, a detective variety show producer on our station, died in the office, and then we will interview Takashi Matsuo, the host of the variety show." ”

The scene shifts to a man with tears in his eyes, Takashi Matsuo, who is approached by a group of reporters with questions.

"Mr. Matsuo, while you were hosting the show, the producer Suwa was killed in another room! How are you feeling now?" asked the female reporter who had just spoken.

"Would you like to say a word to the murderer?" is a male reporter.

"Could this be caused by the disgust that your show specializes in dealing with crime with comedy?" another reporter asked.

"I heard that Mr. Matsuo is going to be replaced? Could it be that your supporters hold a grudge...... it was still the female reporter, but it was almost like saying "You're the murderer!"

"That's enough!" the Matsuo Takashi suddenly yelled, then lowered his head sadly, his eyes filled with tears, and said, "I used to plan to do so, but then Mr. Suwa still wanted me to preside over it...... Sob...... That's why he asked me to go to that room tonight......" and then shouted, "I solemnly swear here, I will carry on Mr. Suwa's legacy, and I will continue to hold the baton of hosting!"

The female reporter was surprised and exclaimed: "This is a war letter against the murderer, it's really dangerous!"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid!" Matsuo Takashi waved his hand very imposingly, "If you don't like this show, even if you come at me! I will never run away until the murderer ...... Until the demon who killed Mr. Suwa is caught!"

He said it with pride, but Sakata Takeo was not interested: Who wants to watch you! I want to watch a movie!

Just when Sakata was slandering, a female police officer entered the camera, put Takashi Matsuo without saying a word, and then squatted down and handcuffed the person lying on the ground.

When she stood up, Sakata saw her face clearly.

That's Sakata's only thought. This female police officer walked out like a fairy in a painting, with fresh and capable short hair and bright eyes, Sakata suddenly felt that he was in love with that female police officer.

"Huh?" the female police officer saw the camera and asked, "Can the camera be turned off temporarily?"

Don't turn it off! Sakata prayed to the gods and Buddhas, hoping that the cameraman would not turn off the camera.

"Sorry, this is live. It's already on the air. It seems that his prayer was fulfilled, and the cameraman really didn't promise to turn off the camera.

"Ahh

At this time, a man's voice came from outside the screen: "The police department, since it has been broadcast live, if you don't explain, it will probably cause misunderstanding among the public." ”

No, no, how could you mistake such a beautiful police officer!!) Sakata thought to himself.

"Ahh......h Hello everyone!"

Hello to the police department!

"A murder was found here today, and that's how it happened...... Such...... Such. After the police investigation, the murderer was Takashi Matsuo, who had just made a lot of nonsense here, and the crime should have been like this...... Such...... Such. ”

"Nonsense!" Takashi Matsuo, who stood up from the ground, defended, "Mr. Suwa, he obviously fell on the window after being shot by a gun, why do you say that he was shot from top to bottom by me?"

Do you still need evidence? The policeman said that the murderer was you, and that was you! Sakata almost jumped up in excitement as he watched the TV.

"On this issue," the male voice that had previously reminded the female police officer appeared: "Open the door, release Conan!"

The camera pans to the door of the television station. The door opened, and a little boy about seven years old ran into the frame, holding something wrapped in a handkerchief: "Police officer, police officer, I found a bullet and bullet hole under the window outside!"

"Very well," the male voice reappeared, but he was never heard of him, "As long as you do a rifling test, you can know if it is a bullet from a pistol left at the scene." ”

Matsuo Takashi was still unwilling: "Then what evidence does it have to prove that it's me?"

"Of course there is!" the female police officer grinned and sighed, "This thing is really hard to find, you are quite good at hiding." ”

And when Matsuo Takashi saw this thing, his face changed color all of a sudden, and his legs fell to the ground with weak legs!