Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

"I didn't find anything, brother, who are you going to vote for the killer later?" Miss Marple spoke before she reached the hall, rubbing her face as she spoke, and frowning tightly.

"Bad," Poirot sighed, "I haven't figured it out yet, and I can't even piece together the story this time."

There were only four people left, so the long table was removed immediately.Mo Ci sat down first, Yu Chu glanced at him, and sat next to him. In fact, this is a long sofa, and four people can sit very loosely, but just like the last live broadcast, Yu Chu and Mo Ci sat together. very close.

Of course, Mo Ci said nothing, and the remaining two can only sigh that the relationship between these two is really good.

"Today's story is really difficult," Poirot said. "Shall we first talk about the evidence found in the third round?"

Miss Marple sighed, with a rich expression, "I didn't find anything, I really am a waste."

"It's okay, let me tell you first, I was in Mitarai's room, I found a letter with his real identity in it, he is indeed not Mitarai, at least in that letter, his identity is Mitarai Ishioka Kazuki's assistant. To be honest, if you look at it this way, there seems to be no problem with his identity, but the X that Director Mo found can't explain it."

Mo Ci nodded when he heard this, "Oh, I really can't explain it."

Poirot was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Mo Ci meant. That was the clue that the other party had found and told in the first round. "Director Mo? What do you mean?"

"Oh nothing, that was a false clue, that 'X' was drawn by myself."

Mo Ci's words were calm, as if nothing happened, but the remaining two resident MCs of the show were very surprised, no, they have recorded it four times, and no one thought that they could also engage in falsification of evidence.

"Oh," Mo Ci added when he saw the surprise of the two of them, "I just wanted to try it, but the program team didn't stop me, so I just used it."

Miss Marple said, "Brother Mo Ci, do you have a special status to do this?"

"Are you saying I'm a killer?" Mo Ci was speaking for her, but his eyes turned to Yu Chu, and he got a slight nod from the other party.

Miss Marple quickly waved her hand, "No, I mean Brother Mo Ci, you have done so much to complicate the game, and you can even say that it indirectly caused Mitarai's death. There's no need for that."

"There is a reason." Mo Ci said, and repeated again, "There is a reason. But before that, I want to ask Miss Marple, I just found a bloody handkerchief in your room, Shouldn't you explain."

Miss Marple choked, and then asked, "Is this real evidence?"

"It's true," Mo Ci smiled, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I don't need to lie to you now, I was honest enough just now."

The little girl stuck out her tongue, "Who knows if you're cheating on me."

Yu Chu, who had been silent all this time, said, "It's true, I also saw it in the second round."

"Wait, Yu Chu, I saw it in the second round. Why didn't you say anything?" Poirot said, "No, did you and Mo Dao reach an agreement before we knew it?"

"Didn't he tell you in the first round? We made a phone call. I didn't expect this. The phone in the program room can actually get through."

So, in fact, the situation at that time was like this. After Mo Ci said, "I'm afraid today is not a feast for famous detectives." After that, Yu Chu said directly, "Mo Ci, I am the target person."

Mo Ci was silent for a while, and then said, "Whether you are or not, why did you say this to me?"

"I trust you," said Yu Chu on the other end of the phone, "I hope you can trust me too."

Mo Ci fell into silence again. To be honest, he didn't know why. He was actually willing to believe Yu Chu at this moment, but the problem was that he couldn't find a reason to believe it. Relationship, he couldn't find a reason to make this decision.

But fortunately, Yu Chu gave him a reason - "The program team said that the target person was not killed when the killer was caught, and the score was higher."

"Well, I think the proposal is not bad."

After listening to the cause and effect, Poirot concluded, "So, Yu Chu, you are the target person, Mo Dao, you are for the sake of a higher score in the game, Mitarai died innocently, and Marple, you are the killer?"

The little girl shrugged, "I don't even know what to say, how can I play this now? I haven't even pieced together the story, so why is it over like this?"

"Do you need to write a story?" Mo Ci suggested, "I'm quite good at this." He always felt that his script writing was not bad.

"Rather than that, I want to know why you can trust each other so much," asked Poirot. "It's really hard, isn't it?"

great.

Mo Ci thought, he needs to find another reason to fool people. "Of course the director has trust in the actors."

After finishing this sentence, he added another sentence, "He dare not deceive me like this."

"Oh," Yu Chu said, his eyes fixed on Mo Ci, his voice was lowered, completely copying Mo Ci's sentence pattern just now. "The actor should be honest with the director, he won't deceive me like this."

Don't dare/won't, trust/frankly, director/actor.

Mo Ci didn't want to analyze the difference from a rhetorical point of view, it's just a habit brought out by the difference in identity attached to the words.This explanation is enough, anyway, he thinks it makes sense.

"Okay, let's go to vote. Although there is no suspense anymore, at least the form must be decent, right?" Poirot stood up first, shrugging his shoulders helplessly.

"It's because I lost my trust. Brother, you are too cunning." The little girl also said, walking in front of the two of them.

Regarding this, Mo Ci and Yu Chu just looked at each other and then smiled.

After the filming, Mo Ci and Yu Chu didn't stay in the program group for a long time. They declined the invitation of several resident MCs to have a meal together and left. Yu Chu didn't need to make connections in the circle, let alone him. Under the rendering of the media, no one knows what kind of person he is.

But obviously the secrecy work was not very good this time, when they came out after removing their make-up and changing into private servers, the outside was already blocked by fans.

Fortunately, there were security personnel, so they could at least have a gap to walk through, but I don't know whose hand stretched out and pushed Mo Ci. He was absent-minded, and he staggered without paying attention, and was helped by Yu Chu behind him Once, the distance was too close, as if leaning against her arms, it immediately caused the girls to scream, oh, no, there seemed to be a male fan inside who shouted "Mo Ci I love you" in a rough voice.

Mo Ci stood firm and raised his index finger towards them as a gesture of silencing, but obviously it didn't help much, it just made the screaming a little quieter.

The two squeezed into the car with great difficulty, and Xu Zihe, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head and asked the two of them how they were feeling today, and Mo Ci complained.

"To be honest, Xu Zihe, I'm doubting your taste, it's really boring."

Xu Zihe was choked by his words, "Ancestor, work is inherently boring, especially if you still have the attitude of being forced to do business, this kind of boredom will double and double geometrically."

Of course, these words are not the most important, what really matters is the next sentence, "You can't question my taste because of this, it's not fair."

"Maybe, but it's one of the most boring variety shows I've ever taped, a total waste of it's name from Sherlock Holmes, you're sure the audience will enjoy watching this."

"Ancestor," Xu Zihe refuted him again, "You haven't recorded a few variety shows in total, the base is too small, and such evaluations can't be counted. And, can you stop always doubting the public's aesthetics, what does this mean to you? benefit?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to talk."

You just started another topic.

Xu Zihe himself could help him complete this sentence, and once again learned to shut up, turn around and never look at the people in the back seat.

Mo Ci also quieted down, and just about to sleep in a ball against the window for a while, he heard Yu Chu speak in French, obviously not wanting Xu Zihe to understand.

He asked him, "Why did you choose to believe me then?"

Mo Ci didn't open his eyes, and replied vaguely, "The rating is higher, although this program is boring." Taking advantage of Xu Zihe's inability to understand, he emphasized again how boring this program is.

"That's just an excuse, you and I know it well, I just made an excuse to give you a reason to give your trust, didn't I?"

"That's not the point," Mo Ci should have called Yu Chu's name here, he should have called him "Lance", he really prefers to bring other people's names when he speaks, but now in order not to let Xu Zihe listen Yes, he swallowed the name on purpose, even though it wasn't really necessary.

"The point is, what kind of answer do you want to get by asking me this now? I dare say that it must be far from the answer I can give."

"Tell me, I'm willing to listen to any answer you give." Yu Chu cooperated with him and didn't call his name.

Ok.

Mo Ci felt that this sentence was boring, so he opened his eyes, only to find that Meroving was very close to him, and the distance between the two of them was not worthy to be measured with a ten-centimeter ruler, because it was impossible to measure the distance with the naked eye. Not such a long distance.

"It's not necessary."

"Needed."

Yu Chu stared at him with blue eyes, making Mo Ci feel as if he was in the deep sea for a moment in a trance.

"You need to think about the reason for this trust. Since it needs an excuse, it proves that the reason is very important, doesn't it?"