In the fifth studio, Xiao Ai took care of a few children with her arms crossed, and tapped her toes on the ground from time to time.

It's been nearly half an hour, and Gao Cheng and Conan still haven't come back, and the finals of the trials don't look like they're going to continue, so it seems that something should have happened.

Since neither of them came back with news, it is likely that Mrs. Yuan's father was also involved in the incident, and maybe he became a suspect.

In this way, you can't let these little guys leave, otherwise it will only add to the chaos.

Xiao Ai glanced outside the studio.

Actually, she also wanted to go and see it......

Player's lounge A, the room where Funta Kojima was resting, impatiently lit a cigarette when Gao Cheng, Twilight and others were questioning.

"Hey, Mr. Officer, are you suspicious of me? I was just waiting in the lounge and I heard a knock on the door of another room, and then I heard that scream, so I ran over to see it......"

"Did you go out as soon as you heard the sound?" Twilight asked.

"It's not, I waited for a while, and I thought it was some kind of test, and the other two people should think the same way, right?" Chaotian snorted a puff of smoke, "Anyway, I don't know anything, when I went downstairs, I saw this detective and a lot of staff around there, who knew that Uncle Chang would have an accident?" ”

"You heard a knock at the door?" Gao Cheng interjected and asked.

"Yes, yes, because I've been waiting for someone to call ......" Chao Tianbi became a little worried, and said with a flattering smile to Gao Cheng, "Detective Chenghu, I'm not a murderer, am I?" I just want to get that bonus......"

"It's hard to say."

Gao Cheng took out the prepared pen and paper, handed it to Chaotian and said, "Can you please write out the things on that paper?" Just draw a scoop according to the gourd......"

"On that piece of paper, it says eight hundred and one."

Chaotian Nose scratched his head and wrote "801" on a piece of paper.

"Is that okay?"

"That's it."

Gao Cheng looked at the crookedly written numbers, nodded to Officer Twilight, and then went to the next room.

Twilight wondered, "Brother Chenghu, what's the point of this?" ”

"Of course, since it is a simple word that can be read at a glance, there are only a few reasons for the different ways of reading, the first one is the accent, as long as they write it once, you will know." Gao Cheng said with a smile.

"What about the other reasons?"

"It's possible to take it the other way around."

Gao Cheng took the lead in entering the rest room of Player B, which is the room of Genjima's father, Kojima Motoji.

Unlike Conan, Gao Cheng actually directly ruled out Kojima Motoji, not just believing in this handsome uncle, it's hard to say anything else, but Conan's department is different from Kaneda's family, there is no example of a crime on the part of the family, and there is no reason for him to have problems when he comes.

However, exclusion is exclusion, and if you should ask, you still have to ask.

"In other words," Twilight confirmed, "you heard a knock on the door of another room, and then heard screams and loud noises, and then you left the room and rushed to the scene, right?" ”

"That's the case," Kojima Motoji had already recognized Gao Cheng, but he didn't pull the relationship, and replied normally, "The staff told me not to leave the room until they came to call, but I always felt that something was wrong, and when I opened the door, the two of them also came out......"

"Well, there's really the ...... on that piece of paper that says what you said."

"Yes, it's shakuhachi ......"

"But how can it be shakuhachi?"

Twilight touched her chin and was confused, and glanced at Taksei, before she remembered to ask Kojima Motoji to write it out, and hurriedly asked Takagi to take out a pen and paper.

"Can you write it out? It's best to follow the words on that piece of paper. ”

"Yes," Motoji Kojima cheerfully went to the makeup table next to him and began to write, writing 108 in the middle of the white paper, "It's shakuhachi......"

Twilight's eyes widened, "Isn't this one hundred and eight?" ”

"That's right, shakuhachi."

“……”

Twilight was speechless and sweating on her forehead, and the accent dialect problem could not be explained in a short time.

Leaving from the Motoji Kojima lounge, Twilight couldn't help but ask, "Brother Joto, according to what you said, the rest should be regarded as a 'first product' when taken horizontally, right?" But whether it is regarded as 801, 108 or a product, what does this mean? ”

"The point is that President Kojima has found the problem."

"Kojima-chan? We did find an empty envelope on President Kojima, so what did that piece of paper mean in there? ”

"Let's ask the third person first."

Gao Cheng didn't give the big head Twilight a puzzle, and went directly to the lounge C.

The fat man Kojima Iwakichi didn't seem to feel well, pulled his collar and wiped his sweat with a towel and said, "I'm the same as those two, I rushed over after hearing the screams and loud noises, and then I saw the uncle fall under the stairs......"

"Is it really written on that piece of paper?" Twilight asked again.

"Yes, it's 'a product'."

"Hmm......"

As she left the lounge, Twilight's face darkened.

In this way, there is always a feeling that the IQ is being crushed, but he is also an old criminal policeman with many years of experience, why can't he understand it?

But then again, a case that would have taken two or three days or even longer to be resolved would indeed be much easier to have Gao Cheng intervene.

"And then," Twilight said expectantly as she went downstairs with her hands behind her back, glaring at the smirking Takagi next to her, "what does this case say?" ”

"Actually, as long as you understand this competition," Gao Cheng was still thinking about it, and responded when he heard the words, "I specially checked, the three winning players are not actually the winners, their results can only be said to be ordinary, and the staff here also know about it." ”

"Huh?" Twilight looked at the staff on the side of the stairs in a daze, "What's going on?" ”

"That's right," the staff said helplessly, "We thought we were going to choose a first place among the small island players in the country, but when we went to the president to review the push-up competition records, the president had already selected the people in advance and gave us a list of 58 people......

"Did you choose it before you read the record?"

"yes, it's the same when I take the score record of kanji reading and writing, and the president seems to be watching the video of all the contestants filling out the answer sheets......"

"And what about singing competitions?" The more Twilight listened, the more surprised she became, and she had never heard of a game like this.

The staff smiled bitterly: "He listened carefully to every recording of the singing, and he still listened to it alone in the examination room." ”

"That is, the winners are all selected by Kojima alone?"

"Well, we went to call the judges' singing teacher, but we were kicked out of the review room by the chairman......"

Several staff members complained: "It seems that everything is decided by the president alone, and even the numbers and shoes assigned to the contestants are prepared by the president himself, so the producer is angry, saying that he will not be able to make the show if he does this again......"

Hearing this, Twilight touched his round chin again, and said strangely, "But what did he rely on to choose people?" ”

"Similarities ......"

Gao Cheng said loudly: "From the last three people, it can be seen that President Kojima is probably screening people with specific characteristics, and the focus of the physical competition is not the result, but the size of the player's body or feet, to be precise, it should be the size of the feet, because the last three people are wearing shoes of about the same size."

"As for the reading and writing of Chinese characters, the focus is also not on grades, but on handwriting or whether you are left-handed...... Those three were all left-handed......

"The last singing is probably just listening to the voices, and the voices of the three people are very similar."

Twilight's face was serious: "In other words, is President Kojima looking for people based on the size of his feet, left-handedness, and voice?" So what is the last piece of paper? ”

"Actually, it's equivalent to an elementary school question," Gao Cheng said, holding up a finger, "one of the three answers is different from the other two......"

"Numbers and kanji?!"

Twilight's beard trembled, even though no direct clues and evidence had been found, it was just a simple logical reasoning, but the murderer and the direction of the investigation had been found.

"So the murderer is ......"

"Until the last minute, it's all just speculation."

Gao Cheng looked at Conan, his eyebrows jumping.

The blind man touched the elephant, and it may not be impossible for him to capsize, but he didn't want to be like Hattori, because he was too competitive and made Conan a big showman.

Originally, he didn't have any interest in competing for the limelight, but who said that you can only draw cards if you solve the case......

"Police Department!" Chiba hurriedly ran over from the examination room and said, "A pistol has been found in President Kojima's bag!" It's in the censorship room! ”

"Examination room?"