Chapter 631 "Who Is the Detective: Pilot" (Part 9) (Recommended Update 22)

As if to naturally pass over Qin Feng's repeated practical attempts, the program team cut to Luo Han's shot here.

"So far I feel that all the clues can string together a complete story." He squatted down and stared at the three lines of red numbers and pondered, "But why haven't they been used?"

"You still have five minutes!"

When the radio reminder sounded, Luo Han was startled again. She touched her chest and looked at the camera with a complaining look.

"Number-related...oh! I remember there are also chat records in the computer."

Luo Han immediately sat back at the coffee table and typed on the keyboard to wake up the computer screen.

[Teacher Quacuaro, he quickly found all the clues]

[I also tried it, and these strings of numbers are not Morse code or anything like that]

[Teacher Luo’s IQ was offline when he was solving computer puzzles. Is he finally back now?hhhhh]

"Today I also want to say 9163, 2143, 6243..."

Luo Han repeated Tao Jing's words in the chat window, "This is what a girl said to her boyfriend. Then the boyfriend replied with the last eight numbers."

He raised his head and thought for a few seconds: "No matter what code word it is, the message will be conveyed in the end. And the password between lovers cannot be very complicated, and it won't take half a day to unlock it."

"Hmm - separated by commas, it should be to tell the person who discovered these that every four numbers in this string correspond to an information point, which means there are three words?"

Luo Han started guessing directly from the final message, "Thank you? Miss you so much? I love you?"

His expression condensed: "I love you. I think it's just these three words."

"Because Xiao Zhanggui repeated the last two words. Jingjing said that she would also say I love you today, and Xiao Zhanggui replied to her 'love you', which felt very reasonable."

[Wow that really makes sense! ]

[Teacher Luo yyds]

[If you think about it carefully, it is indeed very possible. I have to say that Mr. Luo’s dual commerce is so awesome]

[The idea is so strong]

Luo Han converted "I love you" into Pinyin "WO_AI_NI" and wrote it on a white paper.

"oh oh--"

He immediately remembered something, "Two numbers are equal to one letter! The reason why the four numbers are separated by commas is because the pinyin of each word in 'I love you' is two letters. So it seems that the first two lines of red numbers are three letters of the word.”

"But why do two numbers correspond to one letter..."

Luo Han divided the numbers into groups of two and continued to look for patterns, "It seems that the second number in each group does not exceed 3. What does this mean... Jiugongge... Jiugongge...ah!"

He suddenly realized: "So that's it. Jiugongge is the nine-key pinyin in the mobile phone input method. Let me think about it, the English letters corresponding to the keyboard numbers should be like this -"

Luo Han marked the letters one by one on the nine-square grid keyboard he drew earlier.

"Yes, that's it! WO, it is the first one among the 'WXYZ's under the number 9! In other words, the first number in a group of two numbers is the keyboard, and the second number is the sequence!"

"You still have one minute!" the radio sounded again.

"Now, now, now!"

Luo Han's expression was filled with a sense of accomplishment, excitement and excitement, "Wow, this is so interesting, 51, J...43, I...82, U..."

"JIU, JIU, WO. It's 'Help me'! The murderer is asking for help!"

"Please leave the scene!"

The countdown is completely over.

"Okay! OK!" Luo Han picked up the notebook containing the estimation paper and the murderer's confession and stood up.

…

"You have one minute left!"

"well--"

Ming Qian listened to the recording twice and was writing furiously on his confession.

"The murderer Tao Jing and the deceased Xiao Zhanggui were motivated by an unequal contract and the murder of their sister. During the fight, they accidentally pushed someone and their head hit the sharp corner of the bar table and died on the spot... Good! They are all alive!"

He pressed the keycap of the ballpoint pen with great confidence, and before leaving, he glanced at the red numbers and the sofa in the entertainment area with some reluctance.

——"I think it might be...eighty points."

Ming Qian sat in front of the small blackboard background and smiled, "If the detective process were quantified into scores, I feel that my performance should be around 80%."

…

"No, I really don't know anything about numbers..."

Wang Rou covered her face with one hand and said "Uh-huh" and smiled weakly, "My intuition is that these lines of red numbers must express some very strong meanings. For example, uh, I hate you, kill you. , or help me, help me, etc. - the numbers in the first and second lines are repeated, I think... they should be the same. "

[Shocked]

[Sister Rou, what kind of intuition is this? Hahahahaha, it’s really right]

[Accidentally hit the first place]

"It can't be written by the deceased? For example, 'Kill me quietly'? He wanted to write 'Kill me quietly' but didn't finish it?"

When the radio prompt came, Wang Rou obviously had no more hope and started to think wildly, "It doesn't look like it, because he (Xiao Zhanggui) would never crawl over from the bar and finish writing and then crawl back... Ha ha ha ha."

She made a joke of herself.

"It should have been written by the murderer. Maybe she just wanted to convey some information at the end."

Wang Rou nodded as she spoke, "Well, I'll just treat it as an Easter egg. After all, there are so many clues in the computer and the phone."

"Please leave the scene!"

"Okay~"

Wang Rou hugged the clipboard to her chest and stood up from the chair.

"Eh? Eh?! It seems... ah——"

Before she left, she suddenly glimpsed something behind the flowerpot, but she didn't have time to investigate, so she could only hum unwillingly and followed the staff away.

...

Bang!

Qin Feng's head hit the corner of the table squarely, and even the prop blood smeared there was rubbed on his hair.

Although the sound was not loud, it was extremely real, and people subconsciously grimaced.

Qin Feng's performance was not over yet. He struggled, his facial features wrinkled into a ball, and there was a trace of shock and anger in the pain.

He tried to stand up, but because of the strong dizziness, he couldn't keep his balance. He took two crooked steps, and finally his legs and feet softened and fell to the ground.

It was squarely in the same position as the simulated doll that was the corpse.

He pressed on it.

[Fuck, is it really hitting? It hurts]

[You're overacting, aren't you? Are you trying to be the best actor?]

[Rub it for your husband]

[I feel the pain, you lunatic (weak]

[I don't know how much time the production crew gave the detectives. Qin Feng wouldn't keep trying the same angles, oh my god]

[Hahaha, today is also the drama lunatic Qin Feng]

[His instant expression is so handsome...]

[+1, it's scary to watch, but it's so handsome, I'm already a little wind chime, slurp]

[It's well known that Mr. Qin is made of iron]

[Ah, there's no evidence of the suspected car in front]

Qin Feng is As if he had his own performance switch, he immediately restrained all his distorted expressions when he fell to the ground perfectly, and returned to his calm and unusual appearance.

He got up from the corpse, grabbed the clipboard, tore off a piece of white paper and wrote:

Tao Jing, female, internet celebrity, has a younger sister (deceased), 1 was not wearing high heels when committing the crime...

[? ? ? ! ! ! ]

[Fuck! ]

Everyone looks for the murderer's identity by looking for his name and experience related to the case, how come you even found out his height? !