Himemoto's interpretation

The video of the interview was indeed in the history list of the live broadcast room.

Xingqi peeled off the wrapper of the lollipop, crushed it hard with a "crack", and clicked on the video number A06 cruelly.

The video begins with her entering the detective's office.

The cameras from all angles up, down, left, and right fully filmed her and the detective behind the desk.

She was wearing a large gray sweater and camouflage fat jeans. She was hunched over and looked timid. The moment she entered the door, she lowered the saturation of the room a lot.

The three-piece formal suit of the detective on the opposite side can be described as meticulous. Her slender legs are folded on the desk, and her chin is supported by one hand. Her posture is relaxed and casual, but there is still a faint sense of oppression. After all, she is the owner of this place.

In the video, the faces of the two have real-time technical processing, making the human face into a three-dimensional model, and adding animal features. She has double Shiba Inu ears and fox whiskers, and the detective has pointy cat ears. .

In front of the screen, Xingqi closed her eyes.

When she saw the detective, she froze for at least three seconds.

The detective was younger than she thought.

You may not be able to see it in the video, but after entering the door, Xingqi's eyes stayed on the detective's chest for a second, then she was attracted by the thick, wavy black hair, then moved to her face, and finally, she bowed her head and stopped. on tiptoe.

Slightly bulging breasts, fluffy but not explosive long hair, plain but delicate face, three points hit Xingqi one after another.

Now that I think about it, it was probably because I met the perfect woman in my mind in reality—suddenly, unprepared, her nerves were completely paralyzed by beauty, which led to the following...

Xingqi slammed the blank space, paused the playback, and asked herself: Do you really want to watch it?

The answer is: yes.

She swallowed the chewed candy and pressed Space again.

The detective raised his eyebrows and said, "Sit or stand, it's up to you."

The sound is also processed with corresponding technology, and the timbre has a strong electronic sound.

Xingqi raised her eyes a little, and looked around. There was a swivel chair with wheels on the right side against the wall.She moved over in small steps, ready to push the chair to the desk.

The detective followed her to the wall, but suddenly put down his legs, "I changed my mind, you should stand still. Just stand there, don't move."

She seemed to press a button under the table, and the seemingly heavy nanmu desk shook slightly. Then, the detective effortlessly pushed the desk aside, got up and came to Xingqi's side, only one meter away from her.

In the video, it seemed that she was only half a head taller than Xingqi, but in fact, Xingqi felt that she was covering her whole body.

"Shang Xingqi, graduated from Haicheng University, without any work experience."

Xingqi nodded, her resume is so simple, so simple to barren.

The detective puts his hands behind his back, and holds a black cylinder in his right hand—later, that thing will fall on Xingqi’s back, but at this moment, Xingqi is lamenting that the detective’s congenital conditions are really strong, and holding it in her hand There is nothing known about the "weapon".

Her attire is extremely formal, with a white blazer, a dark blue striped vest, a very pale blue shirt, a well-fitting bow tie, and white trousers so straight they look like they sit on silicone mannequin legs.

Xingqi's eyes turned from bottom to top, and when she returned to the detective's face, she spoke again, "Describe in as much detail as possible what you have done, seen and heard since you entered the community."

The detective took a slight step back and added, "Part of the interview, tests of attention and short-term memory skills."

Xingqi nodded in confusion, cleared her throat, "At 52:[-] p.m., I entered the community."

Lane 232 of Tongshan Road is a small community with a high greening rate. On the right side of the gate entrance is a row of European-style single-family villas, and on the left hand side are nine high-rise apartments in a butterfly shape. one.

Detective's weekly studio is located on the westernmost side of the community, that is, villa No. 04, behind which is a lush osmanthus grove with a lingering fragrance.

Xingqi compared the address in the memo on her mobile phone, confirmed that it was correct, and rang the brass button marked "This is the doorbell" on the wall through the sleeve of the sweater.

The eyes of the two gargoyles squatting above the doorpost glowed red, and Xingqi covered her face with her mobile phone, "Interview."

The opposite metal gate opened, and Xingqi stepped in sideways, being careful not to get caught on the fluffy down jacket by the lock in the middle of the gate.

There were six people sitting or standing in the small hall on the first floor, including her, there were seven people in total.

The economy and the seasons are headed toward winter, and an assistant job is competitive.

Xingqi found an unpopular three-legged round stool, moved it to a corner, and nestled on the small round stool with her breasts in her arms. The chair legs rubbed against the marble floor and made a harsh noise, and then "squeaked" twice. .

She lowered her head slightly, deliberately ignoring a few pairs of malicious stares.

The temperature in the small room was very high, and the heating came from nowhere. Xingqi only entered the door for a minute, and already felt the raging heat.

The European-style grandfather clock in the northwest corner showed the time at 58:2 pm, and there were only [-] minutes left before the official start of the interview.

Among the interviewees was a tall young man with beads of sweat streaming down his temples. He was still wrapped in a thick wool trench coat. Sensing Xingqi's interested eyes, the man in the trench coat glared back at her. , adjusted the lower collar with his right hand, made a less obvious fanning movement, and paced back and forth in a small area.

Speaking of this, the detective raised his hand to interrupt her, "Save time, please reduce the use of redundant and useless adjectives."

Xingqi made a swallowing motion, nodded and said "OK".

High temperature blunts people's consciousness and changes people's state of mind—this is the second reason that caused her to say that sentence.

All in all, at two o'clock, when a woman in her fifties appeared at the side door holding a stack of documents, four of the seven interviewees took off their jackets, and Xingqi was one of them.But even if only unlined clothing is left, the interviewer's face will be more or less sweaty.

"Before the interview officially starts, there is a document that I hope everyone reads carefully, and after confirming that it is correct, sign your name on the last page before you can go upstairs."

The sweaty man in the windbreaker asked impatiently, "Is it a written test?"

The woman looked at him, smiled and replied, "You'll know it when you see it."

The man in the windbreaker strode forward, took the first document, flipped through it briefly, signed his name on the last page, and strode away from the hall that was about to roast him.

Xingqi read the four-page document at a glance. On the A4 paper, he wrote many precautions densely in small five-point Song style, including the need to appear on camera for the job of a detective assistant. The interviewer will automatically enter the live broadcast when he enters the detective's office upstairs. .

At the back of this article, there is a description of the corresponding technical processing of the voice and face in imitation of Song Dynasty.

Without this, no matter how interested Xingqi is in the job of a detective assistant, she might just leave without attending the follow-up interview, because she cannot accept public appearances, she is not a star.

If it wasn't for this, it would have been better if I had just left at that time...

But her way of doing it back then was to raise her hand to the middle-aged woman who handed out the papers.

She came to her in a few steps, and Xingqi asked in a low voice, "How do I call you?"

The woman also replied in a very soft voice: "My surname is Su. If you don't mind, just call me Sister Su."

"Hello, Sister Su." Xingqi greeted, and turned to the page related to the live broadcast, "I want to know how far the technical processing here can go?"

Others in the room paid more or less attention, and a middle-aged man with deep nasolabial folds simply came over.

When she saw him from the corner of her eye, Xingqi was somewhat frightened, because he walked very lightly, perhaps because the soles of the leather shoes were specially made, and the heels of the shoes touched the marble floor, making almost no sound.

Sister Su took out her mobile phone from her pocket and clicked on a live broadcast app.

……

At this point in the statement, the detective rubbed his forehead and interrupted her again, "I understand, let's move on to the next question, what are you good at?"

"Uh..." Xingqi paused, "I'm good at enduring hardships and can do anything."

In fact, she is not good at anything. She majored in Chinese at university. 50% of her classmates worked as secretaries and administrators, 26% took the postgraduate entrance examination and civil servants, and 13% inherited the family business.

The detective raised his chin slightly, and the three-dimensional head made a very subtle thoughtful expression.

In front of the computer, Xingqi held her breath.

This is where things got out of control—no, exactly, it was only her who got out of control from here.

The detective took out the black cylinder from behind, pressed the button at the end in front of Xingqi, and a thin, long, silver-gray metal rod suddenly sprang out from the other end of the cylinder.

Then, she stabbed directly at Xingqi's waist and abdomen with the stick. Xingqi dodged to the side reflexively, but she didn't know what structure the top of the stick was, and it caught her clothes.

The detective twisted her wrist, and the stick knotted her sweater at the waist, and the loose sweater she used to hide her figure immediately became a slim fit.

In this way, the stalwart Shuangfeng was exposed to the camera and under the eyes of the detective.

Shang Xingqi was completely stunned for three seconds.

The detective flicked his tongue lightly, made a "tsk" sound, and continued to ask: "The last question, what is your goal?"

——Be a law-abiding socialist youth, defend justice and truth, and solve problems for others.

This is the answer that Xingqi spent four hours coming up with after receiving the interview notice.

After all, she was applying for a detective assistant job.

"Ok?"

The detective approached her. If the other party was not female, the distance between the tip of the nose and the tip of the nose was no more than one fist away, which would definitely be considered sexual harassment, okay? !

Xingqi turned her face away unnaturally, and whispered, "Yes... yes... human..."

The detective straightened up and tapped her on the back with a stick, "Stand up straight."

Despite the speed of the shot, the detective's force is light.

The detective bent down again and stared into her eyes. The two of them breathed intertwinedly, and the nose was filled with the faint smell of pine forest. "I want to hear the truth."

A gust of hot air rushed to her head, burning Xingqi's face hot.

Are all current bosses so approachable?

Those eyes were too close to her, so close that she could see the sparkle in the pupils, but there seemed to be deep black hole spirals in the depths of the pupils, Xingqi's brain went blank.

The words came out of his mouth suddenly.

"...to save money for breast reduction surgery."