Yes, Matsuo Planner has indeed been controlling today's live broadcast in the backstage position. Even I saw it. Except for the inter-broadcast time at 8 o'clock, Mr. Matsuo has been there all the time.
Kogoro Mouri's eyes are sharp
Takashi Matsuo started sweating behind him: Is Mr. Maori joking? Didn’t I explain it? I just went to the toilet at that time. Besides, the advertising time was only five minutes, the elevator broke, and we ran down together, and the time was far more than five minutes
The editor's technique is very fast, and he quickly cuts out the Takagi in the screen to test the time from the 11th floor to the 3rd floor. It must be at least seven or eight minutes back and forth.
Takagi jumped excitedly when he saw this scene: I'm on TV, I'm on TV
Kogoro Mouri grinned, the charm of a mature man was transmitted to the hearts of female viewers watching through the screen. This uncle is so handsome
It is naturally not enough time to run from the 11th floor to the 3rd floor mixing room, but if you run to the 9th floor grocery room, then there will be more than enough time. Mr. Matsuo, yes, you are familiar with the room behind me. This is the scene of your crime.
As soon as the camera turned, the grocery room was revealed, and Takashi Matsuo's pupils contracted and he stopped talking.
Kogoro Mori directed the camera and asked him to look outside the window to take a look at the shooting. From the window, he saw the large blood-stained window on the third floor.
Seeing this scene, Conan immediately knew that Maori's reasoning was correct. He suddenly felt like a deflated ball and lost his strength.
The walls outside these two houses are just in the shadows. If you don't pay attention, no one will notice anything unusual in this place.
Kogoro Mori was fiddling with props, ropes and pulleys in the grocery room. Soon, he fiddled with a labor-saving pulley set next to the large window and put it on the window. Then he tied a dummy about the same weight as G-Dragon to the top with force and slowly slid down from outside the window.
This grocery room that has everything from a disused item room, which is extremely worry-free
While operating, Kogoro Mori said: Just the day before yesterday, Matsuo planned that you learned that Mr. Suwa Daohiko had a severe cold and had to ask for leave yesterday and today, so Cute had this murder plan. You came to the third-floor mixing room before you got off work the day before yesterday, pretending to talk to Mr. Suwa about work, secretly opened the only window in the mixing room, and then left with Mr. Suwa.
When Suwa Daohiko heard this, he was shocked: It's true, how did the Maori detective know
The picture was cut out, and the audience began to shake. The singers in the candidate hall also looked at attention. In the VIP box, the Suzuki sisters, Tang Ze Yuki and others looked at Kogoro Mouri with a focused look.
Yuanzi watched it for a long time before recognizing it: Wow, sister, sister, the uncle who was broadcasting this live is Xiaolan's father Ah, I almost couldn't recognize it, why did she become so handsome? Xiaolan is really unfaithful, and her father doesn't tell me if she becomes so handsome.
In another more gorgeous private room, a woman in the middle of the sofa lit a lady's cigarette and slowly spit it out. She looked at the reasoning scene on the screen and a scarlet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: It's interesting
Butler Sato bent over respectfully
Then you prepare the setup I just assembled. This grocery room on the ninth floor happened to be abandoned from the prop room, and everything you need is
Time has come to today's Golden Music Festival. At that time, Matsuo planner kept looking at his phone and watch, and then in the only gap during the live broadcast, five minutes of advertising time, Mr. Matsuo Takashi came to the abandoned grocery room in the nine floors and was ambushed. He used his mobile phone to let the singer Kwon G-Dragon go to the appointment tonight. The reason was that if he didn't come, he would not let the tuner tuning, and directly give G-Dragon a round of tours, etc., G-Dragon will naturally go to the appointment as time goes by.
On the stage, Takashi Matsuo was already sweating all over, but he still tried hard to support him: All this is Mr. Maori's imagination.
Kogoro Maori ignored him at all. For this stubborn murderer, only reasoning and evidence can he admit his guilt.
As soon as G-Dragon entered the room, he was hit on his head by Matsuo's planner who was ambushing behind the door, and he was knocked unconscious. Then Mr. Matsuo Takashi tied Mr. Giya to the Wiya as I just demonstrated, and then slowly put it down with this labor-saving pulley, just placed it on the large window that was opened below.
Matsuo Plane held a pistol in his hand and aimed at the direction where G-Dragon had just hit the stick in his head. With a shot, bang, the head was blooming. Matsuo Plane pressed the button like this and took back the semi-automatic weapon. Mr. Gi-Dragon slid into the mixing room on the third floor, forming a murder case in secret room.
Kogoro Mouri threw the dummy into the three-story mixing room, then put away the demonstration tools, split them apart, and then looked at the watch: It was solved in less than three minutes in total, and it turns out that Gao Ming Ah
But Matsuo planning, you are too confident. You are printing lyrics and designing GD to take drugs. You put drugs in his mouth. Do you want to create hallucinations and then commit suicide with a gun? But your biggest mistake is to use drugs. I also found a exactly the same drug powder on the ninth floor to confirm that this is the real crime scene.
The voice of Matsuo Takashi changed: Nonsense, maybe someone left the drugs secretly while taking drugs. It was not considered evidence at all. You said that you were shooting on the ninth floor or shooting on the ninth floor. You have no evidence to prove that I committed a crime. What a bullshit detective
Takashi Matsuo is already a little anxious
Kogoro Mori looked furious: Mr. Takashi Matsuo, maybe you don’t know that the guns fired from top to bottom are different from those fired by suicide, and the bullet holes are different. If you really commit suicide or commit suicide outside the door, it is absolutely impossible to leave blood on the walls outside the TV station, and there will be no trace of bullet holes on the ground on the first floor.
Maori shows the photos in his hands to everyone
Gao Mu quickly crawled out with a flashlight and saw that there was blood on the wall outside the third floor, and the audience was in an uproar.
And, more importantly, I didn't find G-Dragon's phone. As a tool to contact him before 8 o'clock, you put it away, but in five minutes, where can you hide it? So I asserted that the phone is on you.
In addition, the blood stains hanging on the wire, the fingerprints you dismantled and then couldn't clean up later, and the smoke from the sweat towel you kept wiping sweat, can you explain so much evidence, Matsuo planning, can you explain it one by one?
When Matsuo Takashi heard the scattered evidence, his feet were no longer able to support him. He fell to the ground with tears in his eyes and could no longer argue.
The audience then realized that it was really the crime committed by this famous gold medal planner, and they all looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes.
Takeshi Miyamoto's breathing became more and more rapid. He didn't understand what happened when he saw this scene. Kyoto TV trained a murderer and made Maori famous. He couldn't help but turn dark and fainted from anger.
The unparalleled Lee Kowri looked at the majestic Kogoro Mori, and a curious gaze emanated from his eyes.
As for Miss Yoko, Baoer, Xiaolan and others have already become little fans, and they are all as happy as if they are solving the case themselves.
At this moment, the famous detective Kogoro Mouri's reputation shocked the entire Kyoto. All those who watched this show across the country remembered a middle-aged uncle who was comparable to an idol, a handsome detective with an extremely sexy head, Kogoro Mouri
Many girls were attracted by this scene and spontaneously formed a gross profit support group
Can you tell me why I chose to kill someone while having a great time? Maori was quite curious. How could a gold medal program planner and a big male artist evolve into this scene
Matsuo Takashi's face suddenly turned crazy, Takagi on the side hurriedly went up to stop him: Why kill this guy, someone like this who has no musical literacy at all, is still thinking about defiling my program? You must know that this golden music festival is my life and my lifelong belief. I just want to do this thing in my life, just this thing, and contribute my own part to my beloved music, but I was ruined by this shitty guy.
Where did he understand music? Where did he know singing? Relying on the people behind him, he oppressed my family and asked me to compromise and use money to insult my faith. I am absolutely, and I will never let him defile this sacred stage. Even if I pay the price of my life, I will not hesitate to do so.
Matsuo Takashi was like a roaring lone wolf, taken down by Takagi and another police officer
Before stepping down, Takashi Matsuo was still shouting and wailing: President Miyamoto, please be sure to handle the Golden Music Festival.
Many viewers were moved by their beliefs and determination, and began to sympathize with Takashi Matsuo.
Kogoro Mouri's eyes are sharp
Takashi Matsuo started sweating behind him: Is Mr. Maori joking? Didn’t I explain it? I just went to the toilet at that time. Besides, the advertising time was only five minutes, the elevator broke, and we ran down together, and the time was far more than five minutes
The editor's technique is very fast, and he quickly cuts out the Takagi in the screen to test the time from the 11th floor to the 3rd floor. It must be at least seven or eight minutes back and forth.
Takagi jumped excitedly when he saw this scene: I'm on TV, I'm on TV
Kogoro Mouri grinned, the charm of a mature man was transmitted to the hearts of female viewers watching through the screen. This uncle is so handsome
It is naturally not enough time to run from the 11th floor to the 3rd floor mixing room, but if you run to the 9th floor grocery room, then there will be more than enough time. Mr. Matsuo, yes, you are familiar with the room behind me. This is the scene of your crime.
As soon as the camera turned, the grocery room was revealed, and Takashi Matsuo's pupils contracted and he stopped talking.
Kogoro Mori directed the camera and asked him to look outside the window to take a look at the shooting. From the window, he saw the large blood-stained window on the third floor.
Seeing this scene, Conan immediately knew that Maori's reasoning was correct. He suddenly felt like a deflated ball and lost his strength.
The walls outside these two houses are just in the shadows. If you don't pay attention, no one will notice anything unusual in this place.
Kogoro Mori was fiddling with props, ropes and pulleys in the grocery room. Soon, he fiddled with a labor-saving pulley set next to the large window and put it on the window. Then he tied a dummy about the same weight as G-Dragon to the top with force and slowly slid down from outside the window.
This grocery room that has everything from a disused item room, which is extremely worry-free
While operating, Kogoro Mori said: Just the day before yesterday, Matsuo planned that you learned that Mr. Suwa Daohiko had a severe cold and had to ask for leave yesterday and today, so Cute had this murder plan. You came to the third-floor mixing room before you got off work the day before yesterday, pretending to talk to Mr. Suwa about work, secretly opened the only window in the mixing room, and then left with Mr. Suwa.
When Suwa Daohiko heard this, he was shocked: It's true, how did the Maori detective know
The picture was cut out, and the audience began to shake. The singers in the candidate hall also looked at attention. In the VIP box, the Suzuki sisters, Tang Ze Yuki and others looked at Kogoro Mouri with a focused look.
Yuanzi watched it for a long time before recognizing it: Wow, sister, sister, the uncle who was broadcasting this live is Xiaolan's father Ah, I almost couldn't recognize it, why did she become so handsome? Xiaolan is really unfaithful, and her father doesn't tell me if she becomes so handsome.
In another more gorgeous private room, a woman in the middle of the sofa lit a lady's cigarette and slowly spit it out. She looked at the reasoning scene on the screen and a scarlet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: It's interesting
Butler Sato bent over respectfully
Then you prepare the setup I just assembled. This grocery room on the ninth floor happened to be abandoned from the prop room, and everything you need is
Time has come to today's Golden Music Festival. At that time, Matsuo planner kept looking at his phone and watch, and then in the only gap during the live broadcast, five minutes of advertising time, Mr. Matsuo Takashi came to the abandoned grocery room in the nine floors and was ambushed. He used his mobile phone to let the singer Kwon G-Dragon go to the appointment tonight. The reason was that if he didn't come, he would not let the tuner tuning, and directly give G-Dragon a round of tours, etc., G-Dragon will naturally go to the appointment as time goes by.
On the stage, Takashi Matsuo was already sweating all over, but he still tried hard to support him: All this is Mr. Maori's imagination.
Kogoro Maori ignored him at all. For this stubborn murderer, only reasoning and evidence can he admit his guilt.
As soon as G-Dragon entered the room, he was hit on his head by Matsuo's planner who was ambushing behind the door, and he was knocked unconscious. Then Mr. Matsuo Takashi tied Mr. Giya to the Wiya as I just demonstrated, and then slowly put it down with this labor-saving pulley, just placed it on the large window that was opened below.
Matsuo Plane held a pistol in his hand and aimed at the direction where G-Dragon had just hit the stick in his head. With a shot, bang, the head was blooming. Matsuo Plane pressed the button like this and took back the semi-automatic weapon. Mr. Gi-Dragon slid into the mixing room on the third floor, forming a murder case in secret room.
Kogoro Mouri threw the dummy into the three-story mixing room, then put away the demonstration tools, split them apart, and then looked at the watch: It was solved in less than three minutes in total, and it turns out that Gao Ming Ah
But Matsuo planning, you are too confident. You are printing lyrics and designing GD to take drugs. You put drugs in his mouth. Do you want to create hallucinations and then commit suicide with a gun? But your biggest mistake is to use drugs. I also found a exactly the same drug powder on the ninth floor to confirm that this is the real crime scene.
The voice of Matsuo Takashi changed: Nonsense, maybe someone left the drugs secretly while taking drugs. It was not considered evidence at all. You said that you were shooting on the ninth floor or shooting on the ninth floor. You have no evidence to prove that I committed a crime. What a bullshit detective
Takashi Matsuo is already a little anxious
Kogoro Mori looked furious: Mr. Takashi Matsuo, maybe you don’t know that the guns fired from top to bottom are different from those fired by suicide, and the bullet holes are different. If you really commit suicide or commit suicide outside the door, it is absolutely impossible to leave blood on the walls outside the TV station, and there will be no trace of bullet holes on the ground on the first floor.
Maori shows the photos in his hands to everyone
Gao Mu quickly crawled out with a flashlight and saw that there was blood on the wall outside the third floor, and the audience was in an uproar.
And, more importantly, I didn't find G-Dragon's phone. As a tool to contact him before 8 o'clock, you put it away, but in five minutes, where can you hide it? So I asserted that the phone is on you.
In addition, the blood stains hanging on the wire, the fingerprints you dismantled and then couldn't clean up later, and the smoke from the sweat towel you kept wiping sweat, can you explain so much evidence, Matsuo planning, can you explain it one by one?
When Matsuo Takashi heard the scattered evidence, his feet were no longer able to support him. He fell to the ground with tears in his eyes and could no longer argue.
The audience then realized that it was really the crime committed by this famous gold medal planner, and they all looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes.
Takeshi Miyamoto's breathing became more and more rapid. He didn't understand what happened when he saw this scene. Kyoto TV trained a murderer and made Maori famous. He couldn't help but turn dark and fainted from anger.
The unparalleled Lee Kowri looked at the majestic Kogoro Mori, and a curious gaze emanated from his eyes.
As for Miss Yoko, Baoer, Xiaolan and others have already become little fans, and they are all as happy as if they are solving the case themselves.
At this moment, the famous detective Kogoro Mouri's reputation shocked the entire Kyoto. All those who watched this show across the country remembered a middle-aged uncle who was comparable to an idol, a handsome detective with an extremely sexy head, Kogoro Mouri
Many girls were attracted by this scene and spontaneously formed a gross profit support group
Can you tell me why I chose to kill someone while having a great time? Maori was quite curious. How could a gold medal program planner and a big male artist evolve into this scene
Matsuo Takashi's face suddenly turned crazy, Takagi on the side hurriedly went up to stop him: Why kill this guy, someone like this who has no musical literacy at all, is still thinking about defiling my program? You must know that this golden music festival is my life and my lifelong belief. I just want to do this thing in my life, just this thing, and contribute my own part to my beloved music, but I was ruined by this shitty guy.
Where did he understand music? Where did he know singing? Relying on the people behind him, he oppressed my family and asked me to compromise and use money to insult my faith. I am absolutely, and I will never let him defile this sacred stage. Even if I pay the price of my life, I will not hesitate to do so.
Matsuo Takashi was like a roaring lone wolf, taken down by Takagi and another police officer
Before stepping down, Takashi Matsuo was still shouting and wailing: President Miyamoto, please be sure to handle the Golden Music Festival.
Many viewers were moved by their beliefs and determination, and began to sympathize with Takashi Matsuo.
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