Next, Mori Kogoro

Chapter 103 [Chapter 102] This old pervert is hopeless

"Hehe, this Mori Kogoro is pretty good at talking. He looks dignified. It's because you detectives like to present cases the most."

Matsuo Takashi sneered disdainfully in his heart.

Next it was his turn to interact with Kogoro, and the script happened to be a sensitive topic.

"Mr. Mori, as a famous detective, you should be good at eavesdropping and tracking like other detectives, right?"

Takashi Matsuo had a smile on his face, but there was a malicious look in his eyes.

Hearing Matsuo Takashi's question, all the people who had read the script couldn't help but thump in their hearts, so that Rena Mizumu subconsciously glanced at Matsuo Takashi, and Okino Yoko's expression changed drastically, and she looked at it a little nervously. With Mori Kogoro.

Because according to the setting of the script, Takashi Matsuo should ask "some detectives like to eavesdrop and track, what does Kogoro think about this", instead of being aggressive like this now, the question is set as a trap, so that no matter how Kogoro answers It is very likely to ruin the popularity of the audience.

"Haha, the host asked a good question. As a famous detective, he has to dabble in both astronomy, geography and heretics. Especially for wiretapping and tracking, I can't say he is a master, but he can be regarded as quite researched. Because only knowing yourself and the enemy, Only then can we win all battles, after all, I don’t want my conversation with my client to be heard by my peers.”

Kogoro admitted generously, and his humorous words made the audience burst into laughter.

"Then I will take this opportunity to teach you a few anti-eavesdropping and anti-tracking methods. I don't hope you can use them, but you must know how to use them at critical moments."

At present, the Internet in this world is still in the development stage, and big-headed computers have not yet been popularized. Therefore, most ordinary people still rely on TV and newspapers to obtain information.However, these two information dissemination channels rarely popularize the knowledge of anti-eavesdropping and anti-tracking, so what Kogoro said made the audience, whether on the scene or in front of the TV, feel very curious.

"Director, the statistics just reported that the ratings have gone up again."

Producer Michihiko Suwa excitedly called the director.

"Shut up, I'm not free, I'm busy."

Seeing the director unceremoniously hang up his phone, Suwa Michihiko was not only not angry, but hummed a ditty happily.Looking at the picture shown on the TV in front of him, he sneered: "It is indeed correct to invite a famous detective this time, but Matsuo, did you do it on purpose or not? Hehe, forget it, anyway, after this show is over, You should be fired too."

His eyes fell on Shui Wurena: "After all, compared to a middle-aged man, the audience still prefer young and beautiful beauties."

"... Making noise like a radio means that there is likely to be a bug around you... Use tin foil or chewing gum to cover the horn of the bug, so you can't hear any sound..."

"As for anti-tracking, it is simpler. Whether you are driving or walking, you can try to turn right at each intersection. As long as you turn right three times, and the same vehicle or person is behind you, you are definitely being followed. Then you can call the police."

Kogoro's commentary caused bursts of applause from the audience.

"The popularity of Maori detectives just now opened our eyes. But I have a question. Bugs can be installed indoors or on landlines. If I use a mobile phone outdoors, it shouldn't be possible for people to eavesdrop, right?"

Saying that, Takashi Matsuo took out a flip phone from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Hehe, Matsuo chairperson, you are so naive. A mobile phone is also a phone, as long as it can transmit signals, there is a risk of being eavesdropped."

Kogoro took the mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers seemingly casually: "Hey, Xiaojing, I'm Maoli... Yes, I'm fine today, I'll go to your store... My wife? Don't worry, we have already We're separated, she can't control me now, haha..."

As he said that, he hung up the phone, his expression suddenly became serious again, just like a Sichuan opera changing face, the audience was stunned for a while.

"Here, I solemnly warn those married men not to use mobile phones to talk about such dangerous topics. It is best to use a public phone, so as to ensure that your wife will not find out to the greatest extent!"

All viewers: "..."

"This old pervert is hopeless."

Fei Yingli, who was also watching in front of the TV, shook her head helplessly.

"Dad must be joking. He doesn't usually do this. It must be for the effect of the show. Mom, don't take it to heart."

Xiaolan stammered and defended.

"But who is this Xiaojing? I only know that there is Xiaohong, Xiaohua and Xiaomei. I haven't heard this old guy mention Xiaojing. Hehe, I didn't expect to be able to grow up, and there is still one hidden. When I go back, I have to take this The little vixen must be caught."

Feiyingli ignored Xiaolan at all, and muttered while pinching her smooth chin.

However, just such light words made Sonoko, Ozaki Midori, Sister Ozaki Cui, and other staff around him shudder, feeling that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

"Thanks to the popular science of the famous Maori detective, let us give him applause again... Viewers, please don't go away, it will be more exciting after the commercial!"

"Okay, ad break."

The director let out a long breath, then rushed onto the stage in one breath, and said angrily to Takashi Matsuo, "What happened to you just now?"

Takashi Matsuo covered his stomach, and said with a smile, "Maybe I didn't eat well this morning, and my stomach has been feeling uncomfortable. I'm sorry for the director and Detective Mori for causing you trouble."

Mori Kogoro returned the mobile phone to Takashi Matsuo, and said with a playful smile, "I have an upset stomach? But it's not worth it."

Takashi Matsuo's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he sneered as he took the phone: "Don't worry, Detective Mori, this is just a small occasion for me. No matter what, I will definitely host this show."

As he said that, he turned his head and said to the staff who fixed up his makeup: "Where is Producer Suwa? I don't answer my calls. Where is he now?"

The staff member thought for a while: "He should be in the mixing room. This is his old habit. He is there every time the program is broadcast, so that it is quiet and no one disturbs."

"Really?" Matsuo Takashi smiled inexplicably, "He said he wanted to talk to me about something, so I'll go find him after the show is over."

The ad ends quickly.

"Thank you viewers for continuing to watch this program. Next, we will play a 4-minute video about a case. I hope you will use your brains and observe carefully. Maybe you also have the potential to become a famous detective. Then everyone, please watch the big movie. Screen……"

As she said that, Rena Mizumu waved her hand, and the TV screen cut into the video.

At this moment, Takashi Matsuo stood up holding his stomach: "Director, I can't do it, I have to go to the bathroom quickly."

"Matsuo, you..." The director was so angry that he didn't bother to scold him, "Go and come back quickly, if you come back before the end of the film, you don't have to come back!"

"Sorry, don't worry, it will be soon..."

Takashi Matsuo clutched his stomach and left quickly.

(End of this chapter)