After Jing Jihan finished all this, he went straight out of the hotel, then bought breakfast and ca back. Since he would pass by the main entrance cara while going out and returning to the hotel, and the staff at the bar would hear the bell alert, they rembered the ti when he went out to buy breakfast and returned.
The cara shifts again, one hour later, and the chef walks into the kitchen.
Because it’s a variety show case design, the scene of the murder is transford into a 3D character simulation. When the chef starts preparing breakfast for everyone, he sees a backup breakfast nu in the kitchen and casually picks up the soy milk machine closest and most convenient to him. But the mont he picks it up, for so reason, he doesn’t hold it warm, and the soy milk machine slips into the sink beside him.
The chef quickly picks up the soy milk machine, but still doesn’t seem to hold it steady, not knowing what exactly is on it—whether it’s an allergy dication or lubricant. After busying himself for a while, he finally manages to set the soy milk machine aside, only to find the white rice he soaked in the electric rice cooker last night is gone. Hesitating for a mont, just as he’s about to look at the trash can below, he takes a step back.
With that step, his foot lands on the water just splashed out on the ground, slipping backward, presumably mixing with so inconspicuous lubricant or detergent, but there were no traces visible at the scene at the ti.
The chef then directly crashes against the folding table by the kitchen wall, the table suddenly unfolds, and his whole back heavily leans on the sharp kitchen knife. Due to the deep knife wound and excessive blood loss, he dies...
After watching the entire process, the guests were silent for a mont.
Actually, when a case truly unveils the truth, it’s surprisingly simple, but this is just a small simulated case in a variety show, and it’s not a difficult mystery.
The reason everyone didn’t guess it had anything to do with Jing Jihan was because he couldn’t possibly have a motive for murder, and the director had no reason to give such a script to the only non-celebrity here, Jing Jihan.
Yet it is precisely such an unexpected twist, within a not complicated case and the design of the cara and the variety show feel, that subtly contains sothing that indeed excites the audience.
ng Li clicked his tongue: "You accepted such a lousy script, Mr. Jing, blink if you’re being held hostage by the director."
Shi Su still sat there with his chin resting: "Is the script really bad? But it’s still zero votes."
The guests: "..."
Anyway, the budget is destined to end up in Mr. Jing’s pocket!
"Mainly because no one expected it to be Mr. Jing." Xv Qingqing shook her head: "I almost suspected my old Luo, who told him to be so joyful these two days."
"I guess I was infected by that silly Hao Jin." Luo Fang crossed his legs.
Equally sitting there with his legs crossed, Hao Jin snickered and turned to look at Jing Jihan: "So since the script is already so bad, what is Mr. Jing’s motive for murder?"
Jing Jihan pondered for a mont, then looked at Mr. He, who forcibly gave him the script last night, and without expression said, "Because I’m deeply concerned for my wife. The chef traveling with the team has neglected his duties all these days, causing Shi Su’s stomach to hurt from not eating well, and I hold a grudge."
The entire scene fell into silence once again.
This ti the silence lasted two seconds longer than the last.
Then it erupted into laughter.
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."
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