The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

The car drove directly to the TV station, and Feng Su stayed outside.

Li Si walked in. A fat man was discussing something with his assistant, when he saw Li Si, he walked over with a smile on his face.

"%$#..." The fat man spoke a series of Japanese.

Li Si couldn't understand, so he could only give a thumbs up: "Sbarasi!" (Very good)

A middle-aged man next to him suddenly spoke. It turned out that he was the interpreter of the TV station: "Hello, Mr. Kimura just said [How was your breakfast? Would you like some more snacks for you?]"

Li Si was taken aback, and bit her lip silently, feeling that she had lost tens of billions.

Other guests came one after another, including Liu Jinsheng.

The old handsome guy's dressing style has changed again today, a casual gray plaid shirt and slim-fit trousers.

Li Si, who was wearing a formal suit, looked dumbfounded.

Liu Jinsheng looked at Li Si with disgust on his face: "Why are you dressed more rigidly than the old people?"

Li Si didn't speak, but stood up and walked to the door, and turned to call Liu Jinsheng to go out with him.

Liu Jinsheng didn't know, so he thought Li Si was going to say something important.

After a while, the two came back. When the fat man saw Li Si and Liu Jinsheng, his expression instantly became exciting.

"Laugh if you want, Kimura-san." Liu Jinsheng said helplessly.

He was wearing Li Si's suit jacket, and Li Si was wearing Liu Jinsheng's casual shirt.

Liu Jinsheng is a little thinner, and his clothes are a little tight on Li Si, but they show off Li Si's muscles just right.

Both of them looked different.

"Okay, very good."

Kimura was about to burst into tears: "It's just this kind of spirit, the outfits of the two of you are in line with the purpose of the show."

Amidst the loud laughter, Liu Jinsheng glared at Li Si angrily, but the latter turned his gaze back.

The hour hand pointed to ten o'clock in the morning, and the makeup for the painting was basically finished.

The guests entered the studio one after another and exchanged business cards.

A dreadlocks singer handed Li Si his business card and waited for his reply. Li Si glanced at it, and stuffed a piece of toffee into the hand of the man with dreadlocks.

The man with dirty braids froze.

He couldn't laugh or cry, and wanted to ask something, but the filming had already started.

The guests took their seats one after another, and Kimura, the fat man with black face, walked to the center of the venue in high spirits.

He is the host of "The Trickster Next Door".

"There are many new faces today, I am very happy, why?"

Kimura made an exaggerated grimace: "Because there were a lot of guys who got out of the last episode, I hope no one will be eliminated like them."

This sentence is actually not funny, but the guests still let out good-natured laughter.

A muscular bald man yelled loudly: "Kimura! You bastard, I'll let you know how awesome you are later!"

Li Si looked down and found that it was a sports star.

His small movements were noticed by Kimura, and the fat man reacted quickly: "Rookie, are you starting to play with your phone now?"

The fat black man yelled: "Bastard! Set a good example for today's children!"

Hahaha laughed again, and Kimura made a "please" gesture: "Then according to the usual practice, invite our newcomers to come on stage and introduce themselves!"

"Oh!" The guests cheered, stamped their feet, and whistled, all looking excited.

Li Si quickly stood up, trotted two steps, Kimura handed him the microphone.

"My name is Li Si, and I'm from mainland China." After speaking, Li Si shut up and stood there without changing his expression.

Kimura smacked his mouth: "Is it finished?"

Li Si nodded.

Kimura slammed the microphone: "Don't underestimate your self-introduction! Do it all over again!"

This kind of hostile style seems to be a characteristic of Japanese variety shows. Li Si adapted well and smiled lightly:

"Oh, I'm twenty years old, Cancer, my hobbies are watching movies and making movies..."

Kimura made a dumbfounded expression to the camera: "Is this a blind date? This is definitely a blind date, right?"

"There are many specialties, and they are all powerful." Li Si finished his self-introduction.

His last sentence attracted Kimura's attention, and Kimura's eyes widened: "Very powerful? How powerful?"

Li Si pointed forward, and everyone's eyes moved to that position.

I saw an empty plastic bottle on the table. Someone must have finished drinking the water before throwing it away.

"Are you going to show that the water bottle disappears?" Kimura wondered.

Li Si compared the distance with his fingers, it was about fifteen meters.

"Looking good."

He swung his arms, and his sleeves seemed to be lifted up for a moment.

The guests were dazed, but Li Si was still standing in place.

Kimura looked up and down: "I haven't turned into a beautiful girl..."

Li Si was not polite, pointing his finger at Kimura's face, forcing him to look in the direction of the water bottle.

"Okay, I'll see, what the hell is it..." Kimura cursed.

Then his throat was blocked.

Because a pen nailed the water bottle firmly to the wall, about... four meters away from the original position.

The assistant swallowed, and wanted to go up to get the pen, but he pulled it out.

Did not move.

Kimura opened his mouth, he was always known for being quick-witted, but at this moment he forgot what he wanted to say.

Just dryly: "Well, it's amazing, it's amazing."

The brain gradually got out of the state of rigidity. The more Kimura thought about it, the more something went wrong, and he couldn't help asking:

"Well, the pen, where did the pen come from?"

Li Si stretched out two slender fingers, swung them down, and another pen was already caught in the fingertips.

There was a little cold sweat on Kimura's face, and those guests also reacted with him.

Except Liu Jinsheng.

This old handsome guy may be used to Li Si's amazing actions, so he looked proud at this moment: He is indeed the one I brought!

Kimura was silent for two seconds, announcing the suspension of the show.

The guests were eager for him to do this, so they picked up the phone one after another and asked the agency about Li Si's background.

There are actually precedents for this situation.

Due to historical reasons, civil retaliation against island countries is not uncommon. Among them, the most serious one may be the "Fuqing gang incident".

At that time, the underworld [Fuqing Gang] mainly composed of people from Guangdong and Guangxi chose to go abroad for development.

They can go to Southeast Asia and go to the Golden Triangle.

But this group of people came to Japan and brought heavy firepower. In just three months, they skillfully used machine gun fire and car bombs to plan many terrorist attacks.

Although the Fuqing gang is full of terrorists and mafia, their actions are more or less personal.

Since then, more and more Japanese have become wary of mainlanders.

The impact of this incident is so far-reaching that until today, there are many specific areas in Guangdong and Guangxi, and Japan is determined not to grant visas.

After a few minutes, the guests hung up the phone with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Not only does this Li Si have no criminal record, he is actually a crime-fighting hero and an anti-drug ambassador for the police.

You should be relieved now.

Think about it too, what's wrong with people loving to play darts? They corrected their attitudes, and Kimura also accelerated the progress, announcing that they would enter the next link.

Several staff members moved colorful wooden boxes, and each guest had to draw a note inside.

The content on the note is their trick plan for today.

Among them, only Li Si does not need to smoke. Kimura gave him a paper ball with a smirk on his face, saying that this is an [exclusive plan] for special guests.

Li Si unfolded the note, which read:

[Tricky Scheme Bank Tricky: Make people think that they are withdrawing money, but they are actually robbing a bank]