"Sorry, sorry, it's just some regular routine." Takagi smiled while waving with a smile, but his hands were exerting force on the back of the big court, pushing him halfway over.

"Everyone is here." Megu coughed lightly and walked to Matsuda: "Hey~~ Brother Matsuda starts."

"Start?" Matsuda scratched his head, what should he start? Then he realized something and nodded in a clear way: "Well, you can start watching the show. Good show!"

Watching a show? What are you thinking about in your mind? Is it a good show that we lost to that Kudo boy? Meguru resisted the urge to teach Matsuda a lesson in public. Now it is still time to rely on his ability and not use force.

"Yomizu will soon give Kudo that little ghost." Matsuda smiled confidently: "I saw her confident smile."

"You really know her." Sato appeared behind Matsuda like a ghost.

Uh~ It's so cold. Matsuda felt that Sato obviously opened her aura and turned around and tried hard to ease the atmosphere: "She is just a junior." Unfortunately, the words she could say were so pale and powerless.

"Hey, please tell me something." Oba twisted his body and couldn't get rid of Takagi's entanglement, so he turned his head and said to Tatsumi Sakurako.

"I can prove it for him." Miss Sakurako began to defend Airo: "We have been together all the time. Don't you think I'm lying?"

"Although you are not lying, you cannot let the young student rule out Mr. Ochang's suspicion." Yueshui said loudly. He used his body to block Shinichi's path forward with his body. In this narrow space, because he leaned weakly against the wall, others did not find him behind Yueshui, the protagonist, who has always been noticed.

"You mean I murdered my father with him?" Miss Sakura became excited when she heard Yue Shui's words.

"Hey, Brother Matsuda is fine?" Meguchi pulled Songda and whispered.

Matsuda returned to his reassured look and continued to watch the show.

"Poor silly woman." Yueshui did not directly refute, but sighed, forced Sakurako to the elevator step by step, and hugged Sakurako in the waist: "If possible, the young master really doesn't want to tell you about such a cruel fact."

"That devil-like man is kissing you..." Yueshui held Sakurako's slim waist with one hand and pressed the elevator with the other: "I cruelly killed your father, President Tatsumi."

"Just like this, you closed your eyes and covered your ears with your hands." Yueshui touched Sakurako's earlobe with his left hand: "If the young master was right, he fired the gun when the party started firing. He used a silencer and the chance of being discovered would be minimized."

"It's really interesting, a new elite official." Oba Goku said: "I admire your imagination too, but why is the president who has returned because of his physical discomfort in the elevator? Does he know I want to kill him? So he stayed there and waited?"

Originally, after seeing Yueshui hugging Tatsumi Sakurako, Megumi Seibe, who thought that she was more unreliable than Matsuda, felt much more at ease when she heard the remarks. Now that Daba was questioning this again, it seemed like she was asking herself, subconsciously pulling the Songda: "Brother Matsuda, come on!"

"That's right, President Tatsumi didn't take the elevator. He was really waiting for you..." Shinichi, who said this simply, started to breathe again. Damn, give me some more time and let me tell the reasoning.

"Are you still here?" Yueshui happened to put down Sakurako in her arms, interrupted Shinichi, who was about to talk, walked up to him and looked at him very casually: "It's so tenacious."

Seeing Shinichi who was about to be suffocated to death or to be angry to death, he couldn't speak, and Dachang began to fight back: "Why is the president waiting for me here? Are you joking?"

"It's not a joke." Yue Shui turned around: "You should have said something similar to encouraging the president to put on the mascot prop suit and scared the staff. So what the president is waiting for is not you, but the prop suit you want to wear on your body. Did Xiaosheng guess right?"

"So, so President Tatsumi's clothes are so untidy." Shinichi spoke tenaciously again. Damn, he was actually dragged down by his body and became a character who beats the edge drum.

"So gentleman, come and tell me." Dachang's expression became serious, and he did not feel relaxed at the beginning: "Why is there no smoke reaction on my body?"

"It's used..." Shinichi said first. Unfortunately, his voice was too weak, so there was no confidence in Yueshui.

"It was the plastic bag you hid in the prop suit." Yueshui walked to the prop suit, fumbled for a while, and took out a transparent plastic bag containing rubber band gloves: "Put on the gloves, then put a layer of plastic bag on the outside and fix it with rubber bands. In this way, not to mention the smoke reaction, even the shell will not fly elsewhere."

"Then send out the prepared necklace immediately, Miss Sakurako will definitely go to the bathroom. This way you have enough time to deal with the pistol and these things." Yueshui shook the plastic bag in his hand: "Xiaosheng will definitely not allow such things that can only exist in the dark to defile Miss Sakurako. As long as you find the fingerprints on your left hand, you will not be able to make a judgment."

"Fingerprint?" Ochang smiled: "Of course there will be that kind of thing. Not only me, but also my subordinates also have fingerprints on it. Because we have all touched this plastic bag."

"What?" Shinichi and Yukimi, who were about to fall, looked up together and looked at the murderer.

"Do you think so?" Dachang looked back at the staff trio.

"Because one eye could not be closed, we opened it and checked it." One of the employees replied: "I found the bag, but the manager of the big court said it might be the part that was brought, so we put it back."

"We have our fingerprints on this bag." Otaba smiled like a victory: "That prop suit has been in the locker room and can be accessed by anyone. Mr. Jingguan wants to investigate if someone is framed by me. It is too outrageous to say that it is shooting when kissing in the elevator corridor. You have to come up with some conclusive evidence, and I can answer any stupid guesses for you."

As he said that, Dachang felt quite touching, and shot around with contempt, trying to kill all the spys with his eyes instantly.

"Silly? It's true." At this critical moment, Matsuda finally stood up and leaned casually against the elevator: "Then you explain the pink pearl."
Chapter completed!