There are only six people in total, and the staff is so tight that it is simply too tight.

No, it's simply too much.

Six people, Nakamori Hiroshima, are forensic doctors and are now inspecting the body. Because there are no forensic personnel, Shirato is responsible for the limited investigation of the crime scene.

The suspects were driven to their respective rooms. While inspecting the corridor, Yuki Yanyi confirmed that they should not run around and communicate with each other.

Kato Kuma Nobunaga and Nakamura Nakamura are responsible for the survey outside the mansion, while Mizuma is responsible for the inquiries of everyone and the survey of their respective rooms.

First, I communicated with the land with the radio device I specially brought, and Mizumatsu started his work.

Because he didn't want to pay attention to the group of high school detectives, Mizumaki first chose the director O Hiroyuki, among the two program staff.

After walking into Hirosen Hoyo's room, Mizumatsu found that this person was actually drinking in the room. His heart was so big.

"Mr. Police officer...? I... I'm not a murderer!" The drunk Hirosaki was not panicked at all when he saw Mizumama.

"Mr. Huowei, why do you still bring wine when you come here to make a show?" Mizumatsu asked with a frown.

Drinking during the program is an unemployed withdrawal. Most people who drink like the more good drinkers. Could it be that this little boy intends to take the four high school students to drink together? Especially in this country where the law clearly states that minors are prohibited from drinking.

"The show is not going on all the time, what's the point of drinking a little in the gap?" Hirosaki Kaoro burped and said indifferently.

Mizumaki had already determined that this person was having a problem. As a larger TV station, Nissan TV should not use such a lazy director, especially in this era of popular reasoning for the public to conduct programs related to detectives. For example, Uncle Maori occasionally appears on the screen, and cooperates with Miss Yoko Okino, who is extremely popular (but there are rumors that only Yoko Okino can attract Uncle Maori to participate in the program).

Even if these young detectives are not as popular as Uncle Maori, Japanese TV stations should not hand over important plans to a poor guy.

Mizumatsu did not know what a dedicated director should look like, but he felt it was impossible to be like this. At least the people who knew Mizumatsu who were related to TV programs, such as director Mikamatsu, who was so unrestrained, would definitely not be able to find such an inconvenient person.

"Since it's a recording program, where is the camera? I didn't see it after I went to the island." Mizumatsu watched it all around in this room.

As mentioned earlier, the rooms here are very simple, with only one bed, a table and a chair in each room, as well as a pot of lavender and a tool box.

A small bag was thrown in the corner of the wall, which looked like Hirosuo's luggage, but the size of the backpack didn't look like it could be stuffed with a video recorder, and it was almost the same as a normal camera.

"No... there are cameras. Every room has surveillance cameras. Record all the performances of these small...detectives, and go back and edit them into a program." Hirosao Koo was not good at speaking under the influence of alcohol, and pointed to the surveillance camera in the corner and explained to Mizumama.

Can you watch a program from the camera perspective? Mizumatsu widened his eyes and exclaimed in his heart that it was unreliable.

"Ah... you are not a director, are you? At least you are not a director of Japanese TV stations." Mizumatsu sighed and asked.

"What, how could that happen? Look, I'm wearing the costumes of the staff well!" I was startled by Mizumatsu's words, and Hiroyo Huo hurriedly pointed at his yellow vest with the logo of the Hibiki TV station.

"First of all, don't talk about whether you are professional as a director. In fact, the logo of the Japanese TV station on your uniform is reversed. It seems that you don't usually watch Japanese TV station programs, right?" Mizumaki pointed to the spiral pattern of Hirosato's chest.

"This is this... this is... Actually, I lost my clothes and I was embarrassed to report them, so I secretly bought one myself... I didn't expect it to be fake." Hirotoshi Kou immediately defended.

"Nonsense." Mizumatsu curled his lips: "Do you think that is the police's gun? You don't dare to tell others if you lose it. And if you are a real staff member, don't tell if you can tell the sign is wrong, your colleagues will always see it, right?"

"It's dark under the foot..." Huo Hiroshen was still stubborn.

"Bang!" Mizumaki slapped the table in front of Hiroshio O's face and said viciously: "I tell you! There is a murder case here now, and you have obvious problems now. If you still stammer and conceal it, then I don't need to investigate the case now. I just need to arrest you and interrogate it slowly! Even if you can't find out, you can take the blame for the real murderer!" It is very beneficial for such a scumbag.

"I, I, I said!" The threat was really good. He was so scared that he woke up from his wine. He said in a slight manner: "I am indeed not a director. In fact, I just have a dream of making a TV program. A few days ago, someone told me that he was a Japanese TV station. They wanted to create a program and hire a temporary director. The deposit was 500,000. If someone was not discovered, they would be given another 500,000 yuan. Even if they were discovered, they would be able to get a deposit even if they were discovered. I really didn't kill anyone, the police officer!"

"What dream, you're just for money!" Mizumatsu said sarcastically: "Tell you that you will hide it from those detectives in the end, not to let you hide it from the police!"

"I thought you were just part of the show, so I was stunned." Hirosaki Kou shrank his neck.

"It's really dead, how could it be part of the show?" Mizumatsu no longer said this person.

"Forget it, give me your script." Mizumatsu reached out to ask for the script.

"What script?" Hirosuo looked confused.

"Of course it's the script of the show! Didn't anyone tell you what to do? Are you free to play?" Unlike scaring him just now, Mizumatsu is really angry.

"Oh oh oh, there is something like this." Hirosaki Yoshio's neck had almost shrunk. He ran to his luggage in a panic, and stuck out his butt and turned out a wrinkled word.

The words on the paper are typed out using a typewriter, and they are very concise.

"In other words... he appointed you to be responsible for hiring the third butler of Akaya, and then summoning these people to join the designated ship meeting and bringing everyone here to perform the program. The cameras are not yours, and you don't even know whether these cameras are on, right?" Mizumatsu asked Oo Hiroto with a sneer.

Hiroyuki's neck had no room for him to shrink. His fat head sat directly on his shoulders, looking a little funny, and asked tremblingly: "Is there any...is there any problem?"

"Yes! And the problem is big!" Mizumatsu shouted in anger.

Yanji Yuki, who was checking the strange white debris inside the gap in the corridor floor, turned his head and looked at Hiroyuki's room. He seemed to have heard the roaring sound of the Mizuma Police Department coming from inside.
Chapter completed!