Chapter 149 American Iahe

"Pfft...hahaha..."

"Huh?" Azusa Enomoto, who was chuckling at first, turned around in confusion and saw Toru Amuro putting her fist to her lips. She still couldn't restrain her laughter, "Why are you laughing like this... Is there anything wrong with Akechi-kun's words?"

"It's okay." Toru Amuro tried his best to control his smile and waved his hand, "I remembered some jokes, don't worry about it, just watch the show."

Regardless of Akechi's status, Karasawa's or Kumel's status, Toru Amuro, who can be called a group of friends and relatives, is currently watching the live broadcast in Polo Cafe.

If you want to ask whether there are times when Akechi's expression breaks down... then it is true, and Toru Amuro has evidence.

The staged video of me killing myself is still on his phone. It was easy to take 180 screenshots of all the disgraceful expressions.

Should he take a few photos and send them to SNS to let his fans gain knowledge?

But by the way, how did Tang Ze practice his acting skills? Can this level of micro-expression control be covered throughout the whole process?

Should we drag him to give training to the zero team? Feng Jian's expression control ability cannot be said to be excellent, it can only be said that they have no idea...

If Karasawa was asked to evaluate the psychological activities of Conan and Toru Amuro, he would say, isn't that nonsense?

Why do you think he took on the undercover job when he was only in his 20s?

Since accepting the setting that Mihua reporter may be a Kryptonian, Tang Ze's expression management baggage has returned to the intensity when he was performing undercover missions.

To be a thief in Ke Xue, you can be dishonest or careless, but you can't be ugly!

After more than ten minutes of back-and-forth conversation, the staff made a few gestures to the two hosts to indicate that the screen had cut to commercials.

Several PDs who were standing in the audience hurriedly ran to the stage, helped Nagai Ayako wipe away the sweat from the spotlight, quickly applied some powder, and handed them the next process script.

"Mr. Matsuo, for the improvised lines after the film, we...Mr. Matsuo?" As soon as Nagai Ayako turned her head, she saw her partner clutching her stomach with a look of pain on her face, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Ah, I just have some abdominal pain, it's nothing." Matsuo Takashi made a pained expression, turned to the PD standing next to him, and asked, "Where's Suwa, why didn't you see him show up during the whole process?"

"Yes, Mr. Suwa hasn't come today." Nagai Ayako glanced around the studio and felt equally strange, "He is usually responsible for coordination on site... Is he in the director's room?"

"Excuse me, can you help me confirm where Suwa is?" Matsuo Takashi raised his head and said to the PD.

"Akechi-kun." The accompanying PD Umemura approached nervously, blocking Karasawa's line of sight from Matsuo Takashi, "Do you need me to touch up your makeup? Well, you don't need to call the makeup artist, right? "

"It's okay, I'm fine." Karasawa smiled and rubbed his face with his gloves, showing off his intact makeup, "I don't like sweating much. Ms. May isn't that scary, right?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Miyano Akemi, who was sitting on the side of the auditorium.

Miyano Akemi was completely watching her brother on the show seriously, but unfortunately, his current dress was indeed very offensive, and the surrounding audience seemed afraid to sit too close.

"Mr. Matsuo just said that some special topics may be introduced soon, and the script needs to be re-determined." Umemura breathed a sigh of relief, smiled again, and handed the altered pages to Karasawa.

Tang Ze glanced over hastily and raised his eyebrows, quite satisfied.

"I have no problem." After reading these lines, Tang Ze handed back a few pages of paper and asked, "Will you prepare relevant props?"

"Props?" Umemura couldn't help but read the question again, confused.

"that is……"

"Welcome back to the Japanese Detective Agency!" Matsuo Takashi was in a good mood after confirming his plan, and he looked radiant in the viewfinder. "We just talked about the issue of detectives holding guns. Now, domestic detectives are He's more of an 'armchair detective', rarely confronting violent criminals, and there are fewer and fewer detectives with guns."

"Coincidentally, the two people who came to the scene today are both standard 'gun-carrying factions.'" Nagai Ayako made a cute surprised expression and directed the camera to the two guests.

"That's what you say..." Mouri Kogoro laughed twice, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Although I used to be a criminal police officer, so I have a gun license, but my marksmanship is not very good."

Before the camera turned around, Karasawa glanced sideways at Mouri Kogoro from the corner of his eye.

Really, the marksmanship is the best in the police academy, and even Superboy has won it. His marksmanship is not good, right?

"Oh, when it comes to marksmanship, Matsuo's marksmanship is very first-class!" Nagai Ayako skillfully controlled the rhythm and switched the camera to the one facing the two hosts.

"Eh? Me?" Matsuo raised his eyebrows, as if he was shocked by his partner's words.

"I've heard all about it. Mr. Matsuo often shoots abroad, and his skills are comparable to professional standards!" Nagai Ayako crossed her arms and acted like you don't want to fool me.

"No, that's not it..." Matsuo raised his hands, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly stood upright with his head held high, "What you said is too modest!"

Amused by his performance, the audience burst into laughter.

"But compared to me, Detective Akechi is more surprising, right?" Matsuo Takashi sat back, and the topic turned to the guests again, "After all, whether I or Detective Mori, we are both old men. , but Akechi-kun is still a minor! You also have a legal gun certificate, right?"

"Yes." When the screen cut to the scene, Tangze had already put on an impeccable smile. "Contrary to what everyone thinks, the laws on firearms vary greatly from state to state in the United States. The state I was in at the time was an 'open carry state', so That is to say, as long as anyone can see any three sides of your gun at any time, and you do not take any action that poses a threat to others, this is called open carry, and no certificate is required."

"That is to say, can everyone hold a gun?" Nagai Ayako's surprise was somewhat genuine.

"Yes. So what I applied for is a concealed gun permit, which requires training, assessment, etc... In short, it's not as exaggerated as you think." Tangze shrugged and joked, "In the United States , marksmanship is just like Japanese martial arts, it can also be regarded as a basic self-defense technique."

"Oh..." Matsuo Takashi was stunned by what he said about traditional American martial arts and nodded blankly.

Nagai Ayako listened to the guide's prompts in the earphones, hesitated for a moment, then smiled and waved her hand: "Since I am the only pure newcomer in the audience... let's show it to some marksman masters! We It’s rare to have the opportunity to ‘show talent’ in a variety show. Audience friends, please cherish this experience!”

As she cheered with her hands raised in the air, several standing signs and model guns with bull's-eyes on them were pushed onto the stage.

Karasawa narrowed his eyes and smiled, but he was not burdened. He just looked at Mouri Kogoro with a look on his face.

Standing on your left is the would-be murderer who is about to shoot a head with a small pistol from ten meters away.

Standing on your right is the shooting game player holding Akai Shuichi's sniper buff in his hand.

How can a master whose marksmanship actually kills a police academy pretend to be a rookie with poor marksmanship in this situation?

I’m writing more——

It's numb. I forgot to turn on the heat when cooking the noodles, so I haven't eaten it yet [Sorrow]