Chapter 163 The main force of the forensics class gathers
Selling TV stations daily.
In the evening, the program team of "Perspective Japan Detective Agency" will conduct a live broadcast and special interview with Mao Lilan and Lin Xinyi.
This program originally focused on detective reasoning, and the guests invited were never police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department, but rather well-known detectives in the private sector.
But recently, the tide has changed.
It’s unclear in other regions, but at least in Tokyo, the detective’s influence has been quietly declining.
The audience is no longer so keen on detective mystery stories, but is full of interest in the work of originally unknown forensic doctors and trace investigators.
The media has the sharpest sense of smell.
This program group, which originally only produced detective content, soon thought of doing a special interview program, inviting the most popular forensic doctors to participate in a live Q\u0026A.
And Lin Xinyi is too famous and his position is too high, so he probably can't be hired.
They settled for the next best thing and invited Mao Lilan to be the guest.
Because of her naturally eye-catching angelic appearance, her topical status as a high school student, and the aura bonus of Lin Xinyi's disciple, Mao Lilan is now a well-known "beautiful girl forensic doctor" in Tokyo.
Originally, based on the strength of this program group, they were a little worried that they would be rejected when they invited Mao Lilan.
What they didn't expect was that Mao Lilan not only agreed to participate in the interview, but also bought one and got 100 million free, and invited her teacher with top traffic to come over.
"Hahaha"
"This is so great!"
"If Manager Lin comes over, the ratings of this program will probably double!"
When he learned that Lin Xinyi was also coming to participate in the interview, the producer of the program, Mr. Suwa Michihiko, was as happy as if he had won the lottery.
He laughed heartily, and then said to the program host, Matsuo Takashi, who was standing in front of him:
"Matsuo, you must not neglect such a heavyweight guest."
"I see that you have been sneezing for the past two days. Are you feeling unwell?"
"If you feel unwell, I think it's best to change to someone else, right?"
When he said this, Suwa Michihiko's tone not only showed no concern at all, but also hinted that he wanted to change his generals on the spot and make people get lost.
In fact, he had objections to Matsuo Takashi's hosting style.
Originally, in another month, he was going to replace Matsuo Takashi with a new host who he thought was more energetic, more interesting, and better able to bring in ratings.
Because of this incident, Suwa and Matsuo maintained harmony on the surface, but in fact they had already fallen out.
like now
"If you feel unwell, take a good rest. If you need to take time off, the show will continue without you. That doesn't mean it won't work without you."
"Matsuo, just go back and recuperate in peace, and give the newcomers below a chance."
Suwa Michihiko cared about Matsuo's body with a gentle tone, but there was a sharpness hidden in his smile.
"A-sneeze!! No, it's okay."
"The doctor said it was just a weak flu, nothing serious."
"I can persist in doing good interviews, please give me another chance!"
Matsuo Takashi blew his nose with a tissue, then showed an apologetic and flattering smile.
"The ratings of the show I host are slowly declining. You have to replace me. I accept this."
"But, Suwa"
"For the sake of our previous friendship, I hope you can give me a chance."
"At least, this may be the last highlight in my career, and I don't want to miss it."
As he spoke, Matsuo Takashi bowed deeply and humbly lowered his head to Suwa Michihiko.
He is a thin, middle-aged man, with a few shallow wrinkles left by the years on his forehead.
Seeing such a young man showing such a humble and begging posture in front of him, and thinking about the friendship between the two of them when they worked hard together in the past, Suwa Michihiko couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted:
"Okay. You will still be in charge today."
"However, since I have given you this opportunity, you should not quarrel with me again in the future."
"It's a sure thing to replace you, I won't change my mind!"
As he spoke, Suwa Michihiko's tone became cold again.
"Thanks!"
Matsuo Takashi bowed deeply again, as if he was very grateful.
But when he turned to leave Suwa's office, there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes:
"This bastard"
"I can't bear it any longer."
"No wait, I'm going to kill him. I'll kill him today!"
Matsuo Takashi suppressed the anger in his heart and hurried back to his office.
Then, he sat down at his desk and opened the drawer:
The drawer contains a gun, a pair of gloves, a transparent folding umbrella, and a disposable mobile phone.
"Lin Xinyi."
Thinking of the criminal investigation masters who would come to participate in the show tonight, Matsuo Takashi felt no fear at all:
Anyway, he will kill this person.
And killing people on TV would have a bad impact on society, so the Metropolitan Police Department would have sent ace to investigate.
No matter which day he takes action, Lin Xinyi will become his opponent.
"In that case, let me see"
Matsuo Takashi put on gloves, took out disinfectant wipes, and carefully wiped the fingerprints left on the pistol, umbrella handle, and mobile phone:
"How much skill do you have in forensics class?"
It's evening.
Mao Lilan and her two oil bottles, one large and one small, had already arrived at the Japanese television station in advance.
For the first on-site interview in which she was invited as the protagonist, Mao Lilan dressed up very formally:
She is now wearing a black slim-fitting skirt, paired with a white shirt, thin stockings, and high heels. Her dressing style is extremely close to that of her mother, who is the queen of the workplace.
This style is completely different from when she wears school uniforms during the day. She looks very mature, capable and feminine.
For Mao Lilan’s new look
Conan has nothing to say——
Just one word, greedy!
He silently moved closer to his sister Xiaolan, his little heart beating fast.
The other man in the family, Mouri Kogoro, seemed to have extremely complicated moods.
When he sees his daughter, who basically imitates her mother's dress, he will think of his wife who has been separated for ten years, and then think of his failed middle-aged life.
Therefore, he chose to move his eyes elsewhere.
"Dad, stop staring at those female stars."
"This is really embarrassing."
Mao Lilan covered her face in shame, her tone was very helpless.
"Look, it's nothing."
"I don't know if Ms. Yoko is here."
TV stations are like beauty traps. Beauties that are hard to come across on the street can appear together in TV stations.
Mouri Kogoro was already dazzled by what he saw.
Although most beauties avoided the gaze of this wretched uncle, he still looked at it with pleasure and never tired of it.
"There is another beauty."
"Wait a minute, she's walking towards me."
"Hahahahaha, my charm is still the same as before!"
Mouri Kogoro laughed proudly, then cleared his throat again, and extended his hand to the beauty walking towards him in a very gentlemanly manner:
"Ahem."
"Hello, I'm Kogoro Mouri."
"Everyone is lucky enough to meet here, if you can show me your face"
"Forehead"
The pretty beauty with a simple ponytail and a men's black suit avoided the hand stretched out by Mouri Kogoro with an embarrassed look on her face:
"Are you Miss Maori's father?"
"My name is Asai Narumi, a forensic scientist in the forensics department, and I can be considered a colleague of your daughter."
As Lin Xinyi's student and assistant, although Mao Lilan has not yet established a position or a position, everyone has already regarded her as a formal member of the forensics class.
"My daughter's colleague?"
Mouri Kogoro said cheerfully:
"It's okay. Miss Asai, let's talk about our own affairs."
"Dad, stop making trouble!"
Mao Lilan quickly dragged her father aside who was already in love.
Then, she asked curiously: "Dr. Asai, why are you here too?"
"Mr. Lin asked me to come."
"He said there might be opportunities for practical training here today, so he called me over."
When saying this, Asai Narumi's tone was a little strange.
And behind him, Lin Xinyi finally appeared:
He was carrying a forensic investigation box in one hand and a scene investigation box in the other, followed by a majestic big black-backed dog.
When "Mr. Lin" saw this familiar scene, Mao Lilan's expression was very subtle: "Why did you come out with Caesar and the survey box again?"
"Be prepared." Lin Xinyi did not explain too much.
He avoided the topic, exchanged a few polite words with Mao Lilan, and then went straight to the topic: "Let's go and meet the people from the program team."
"Well, Mr. Lin, come with me."
Mao Lilan nodded and led the way.
Asai Narumi walked beside Mao Lilan and chatted with her laughing.
Lin Xinyi, on the other hand, quietly took a step behind and stopped Conan who wanted to continue to stick to Xiaolan:
"Conan."
"Please help me find out who died today?"
"Hey, hey." Conan curled his lips and replied helplessly: "Don't really think of me as the God of Death!"
"I'm not kidding you."
Lin Xinyi said in a solemn tone:
"Last time in the mountain villa, there were only a few people in total. I could still find a way to find the murderer in advance."
"Now in the TV station building, there are hundreds of people up and down, and I can't confirm who the murder will happen to."
"Aren't you a famous detective? Help me find out who wants to kill someone in this building?"
Conan: "."
He is a detective, not a fortune teller.
There were no clues at all, so what could he do to find the murderer in advance?
Those who are good at fighting do not have great achievements, and those who are good at medicine do not have a brilliant name.
It's because he doesn't have the ability to treat "unprecedented diseases" and he can only wait for a case to happen before taking action. That's why he is a famous detective!
"Don't be too arrogant."
"Even I don't encounter murder every time I go out!"
Conan defended himself somewhat helplessly.
"I hope so"
Lin Xinyi sighed slightly worriedly.
Conan thought for a while and didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly he gently tugged on the corner of Lin Xinyi's clothes:
"Lin, that Dr. Asai is also the forensic scientist in your forensics class?"
"What? Why do you ask this?" Lin Xinyi was puzzled.
"Ahem."
Conan said with a straight face and something meaningful:
"Since there is a second forensic scientist in the forensics class, you don't have to be responsible for making up lessons for Xiaolan, right?"
"Well" Lin Xinyi's eyes were a little subtle:
This jealous little boy obviously still doesn't trust him.
And this is exactly what happened:
Although Conan is very confident about Lin Xinyi's emotional intelligence, he is very uneasy about his appearance, ability, and character.
The relationship grows over time, and if such a high-quality man sticks to Xiaolan every day, even if Lin Xinyi doesn't take the initiative to pry the corner, the corner may follow him.
Therefore, as long as conditions permit, it is best to try to find another teacher for Xiaolan.
"I think Forensic Asai is good."
Looking at Narumi Asai, who was chatting and laughing with Xiaolan in front of him, and their relationship seemed very close, Conan said seriously:
"She has such a good relationship with Xiaolan."
"Just let her teach Xiaolan, and it will save you the trouble of running to the Maori Office every day."
"Indeed. I've been a little busy at night lately, so I probably won't be able to get away."
"And some medical knowledge, Asai can also teach."
Lin Xin thought for a moment and agreed happily:
"Okay, then I'll do as you say."
"Yeah!" Conan nodded happily.
Then, Lin Xinyi smiled and touched his big head:
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, Asai is different from me."
"He's still single."
"Him?" Conan was slightly startled.
The pronunciations of "him" and "she" in Japanese are different.
"That's right."
Lin Xinyi smiled very kindly:
"Asai is a boy."