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

It is not without reason that Liu Jinsheng became the best actor.

As early as when he was a student, he squatted at the gate of the railway station, observing the passengers coming and going.

He learned the behavior of these people, analyzed their expressions, and finally turned them into nutrients for his performance.

Therefore, Liu Jinsheng was the first to discover the change of Li Si.

The first is the accent, the sound point is moved back, and the timbre is deeper.

Next is the sitting posture.

Li Si originally put his hands on the table obediently, just like a primary school student. But now, his body is leaning back greatly, his legs are crossed, with a hint of wildness in his wantonness.

The other guests were all very happy, the main thing is that if Li Si messes around like this, he will definitely fail immediately.

A few were ready to boo.

There was still no one talking on the other end of the phone, which made sense after thinking about it.

Suppose you answer the phone and someone, like a criminal, asks you if you want to get rich...

It's good that I didn't hang up immediately.

On the other side, the host Kimura stroked his forehead quietly where no one noticed.

This Li Si really doesn't know how to play variety shows.

What variety shows want is to be funny, it doesn't matter if the prank fails, it must make the audience laugh.

Kimura could tell at a glance that Li Si's attitude was very casual, a little bit like giving up struggling.

This is a taboo for variety shows.

He sneaked closer to Li Si, wanting to give some hints, but he heard the loudspeaker vibrate.

"What life?"

On the other end of the phone, the voice was low and hoarse.

Kimura was stunned, how could the development of the situation be different from what he imagined? Hearing this nonsensical remark, the second waiter Xiaomu actually replied.

Oh, Kimura thought of a possibility.

He won't guess what?

That's right, "The Trickster Next Door" is very popular in the island country. Moreover, the last few episodes have been dedicated to tricking artists, so it's not surprising that they were guessed.

Inferior Xiaomu probably wants to cooperate and make the show more funny. but……

Kimura looked strange.

Will anyone really choose to continue chatting with Li Si after hearing what he said?

Second-class sang, aren't you pushing yourself a little too hard?

The guests also all had surprised faces, and then all cast their vague gazes at Kimura.

They agreed it was the script.

To put it bluntly, how could the reality be so outrageous, unless everything was arranged by the program group.

The only one who noticed something wrong was the actor who recognized the inferior Xiaomu before.

He is a friend of the inferior Xiaomu, and the friendship between the two is neither deep nor shallow. Presumably it was a turn of social media likes.

Therefore, although he vaguely felt that the voice on the phone did not sound like a second-class Xiaomu, he was not sure.

I had no choice but to stay silent for a while.

Li Si was also a little surprised when he heard the answer.

Then he became interested.

The brain is unprecedentedly clear, inspirations are constantly generated, and planning is completed in a flash. Three seconds later, Li Si said the second sentence.

"The benefits are high, but it's a bit dangerous. Answer me after you think about it."

The person opposite replied quickly: "How much do you want to share?"

This is a reply that doesn't match the lips of the donkey and the horse's mouth, but there is a mystery hidden in it. Li Si asks for too much or too little, and he could be just a deadly bait.

Li Si couldn't help smiling, this person is a bit knowledgeable.

He said softly into the microphone: "I want 60%."

The perfect quote.

A small voice came from the receiver, and Li Si listened, smiling more and more.

He almost forgot that this was just a variety show.

The other party seemed to be moving, there was wind on the loudspeaker, people talking, and cars honking.

Li Si tapped the tabletop with his finger, and then spoke.

"Stand still, you're near Chiba Bank, right?"

...

Murata stood still.

His back was drenched in cold sweat for a moment, and he turned his head suddenly. The crowd was bustling, but no one was looking at him.

Where is he?

How did he know he was here?

Reminiscent of the cell phone ringing suddenly, the timing of the call seemed just right. Murata took a few breaths, turned off the live broadcast, and put the original mobile phone in his pocket.

"Are you spying on me?" He said in a deep voice.

He heard the man across from him laugh, very lightly.

"Every one of us is monitored, from birth to death, without exception."

"You know that's not what I'm asking...forget it."

Murata wiped his face.

He also didn't know why he caught up with the mysterious person on the phone by mistake.

The voice of the other party seems to have a kind of magical power, which will make people unconsciously convincing. Especially for a person like Murata who has a dark heart, it is even more difficult to resist.

"Let's stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."

Murata said in a low voice, quickly dodging an oncoming patrolman.

He heard the man speak, in a lilting tone, as if talking about the weather.

"You're a little impatient, but that's not a bad thing."

"Excuse me, are you interested in robbing a bank under my guidance?"

The words fell into the ears, and Murata's heart beat for a moment.

When you think about it, the whole thing is ridiculous. Inexplicably stole a mobile phone, and a mysterious person who claimed to be a "consultant" came to him inexplicably.

Now he's egging himself on to rob a bank.

Murata opened his mouth and found that his throat was so dry: "Why should I trust you?"

The other party seems... No, he must have expected it.

"Let me give you some proof, let's change the communication method first. You go to buy earphones, GPS, and report your precise location in real time."

There is a digital store not far away, and the 10,000 yuan bills just stolen are not distressed to spend. Murata did not hesitate to spend 30,000 yen to buy all the equipment and put the earphones in his ears.

"What now?"

"Walk around Chiba Bank, and count once when you see a camera. Walk a few more times, don't worry."

"Finally tell me how many cameras there are."

Murata followed the other party's instructions and walked four times. After confirming again and again, he said a number: "Ninety-six."

Then he heard a disappointed voice from the other side.

"Normal mode? Okay, talk is better than nothing."

The man with a British accent said lazily: "Are you back to your original position now? Do as I said."

"Enter the main entrance of the bank first, yes, you don't need to take off the earphones, just pretend that you are listening to music..."

"I heard the door close, good. Remember where the cameras are? Go straight to the third camera and turn."

"I recorded your forward speed just now, please press your pulse now and count."

"Walk straight ahead while counting, 1, 2, 3... OK, stop now, and go down the stairs if there's one."

"There's security? Don't worry, tell them you're here to go to the bathroom... Bingo, you won the lottery, and these idiots asked you to go to the employee bathroom? Hahahahaha."

"Now, tell me, what did you see?"

Murata looked up stiffly.

It just happened, naturally, without hindrance.

He made a dry voice and paused every word.

"The vault... the gate of the vault is right in front of me."