On one side of the table, Qin Zhibo put his hands on his legs, studying which dish he could eat.

On an honorable dinner table like this, the most common method of killing is poison.

Before Mao Li and others arrived, many dishes had been placed on the table, and it was not necessarily the case that any dish was poisoned.

In Qin Zhibo's eyes, this is not a table turntable, but a Russian roulette.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo caught a look of resentment from the corner of his eye.

I saw Conan's angry little face looking at him.

Qin Zhibo looked back, meaning "?".

Seeing Qin Zhibo's look, Conan became even more angry.

When you are full, you won’t let others eat, right?

You even pretended to put your hands under the table, who didn’t know it was you!

At this time, Mao Lilan looked over.

"What's wrong? Conan? Do you want to eat something?"

"Well, I want to get soy sauce."

My body has become smaller and I can't do many things. I can only let Mao Lilan bring the soy sauce.

After pouring soy sauce into a small dish, Conan aimed at the chili oil.

I turned the turntable twice with my hands, and just as I turned the chili oil in front of me, the turntable flickered again and turned back again in an instant.

It’s not over, right?!

Conan was angry and glared at Qin Zhibo again.

And Qin Zhibo also understood why Conan was angry this time.

Every time Conan adjusted the turntable, it would turn back instantly, so he thought he had turned the turntable away.

However, Qin Zhibo knew that he certainly did not affect the growing child's eating.

Who is that?

Qin Zhibo took advantage of his height and glanced at the other people at the round table.

I saw the bearded director's hand right next to the turntable, which seemed the most likely.

Is he playing a trick on Conan?

Does he know Conan?

In order to help Conan vent his anger, Qin Zhibo decided to take action himself.

He put his hand on the turntable, held down the turntable, and adjusted the spicy oil in front of Conan.

Conan looked at the spicy oil stopped in front of him and found that Qin Zhibo had turned it over specially for him, and he still felt a little suspicious.

You didn't let me take it just now, and now you suddenly let me take it?

This guy.

Could it be that you wanted to take advantage of me to reach out and suddenly transfer the spicy oil away?

The repeated teasing made Conan suspicious of Qin Zhibo's "good intentions", and he dared not reach out to get it.

Take it?

Or not to take it?

While Conan was hesitating, Director Isogami, who was sitting on the other side, became a little anxious.

Of course, the current position of the turntable was deliberately adjusted by him in order to set a death trap for the Kawabata producer across the dining table.

The two egg dishes that Kawabata hated the most were both ordered by him unprepared, and the two dishes were placed in front of him on purpose, just to deliberately disgust him.

Kawabata hated eggs, so he would reach out and remove the egg dishes on the turntable, and he would naturally come across the cyanide coated on the underside of the turntable.

In order to verify the feasibility of this killing technique, Isogami even bought a table with a turntable at home and practiced the technique over and over again.

Today is a great opportunity to implement this method.

But now the position of the turntable was suddenly turned by someone else, and the egg dish was no longer in front of Kawabata, thus breaking the trap he had set.

Isogami has been quietly observing Kawabata. He has been busy brainwashing Mao Lilan and has not noticed the egg dish in front of him, nor has he touched the turntable.

If the turntable is moved by someone else before the roast duck is served, the result will be in vain.

In order to adjust the trap back, Isogami quickly reached out and adjusted the turntable again.

But when I put my hand on the turntable, press and push it hard, the turntable doesn't move at all.

Um?

Isogami became a little anxious and pressed harder on the turntable, trying to push the turntable back.

But the turntable remained motionless.

what happened?

Isogami swept the table, doing the cooking and brainwashing, only Qin Zhibo's hand was on the turntable.

It's him?

Really strong.

Isogami's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he still gathered his strength and wanted to wait for Qin Zhibo to pick up the dishes he wanted to eat, and then immediately adjust the turntable back.

But Qin Zhibo had no intention of picking up the food, and pressed the turntable steadily with his palm.

Hey! Do you want to clamp it or not?

At this time, Isogami was screaming in his heart, and his upper and lower teeth were gritting.

However, Qin Zhibo was observing Conan's attitude and gave him a meaningful look.

Take it~ It’s for you.

Conan received Qin Zhibo's eyes and stretched out his hand doubtfully, hovering in the air.

Taking advantage of Qin Zhibo's unpreparedness, he suddenly took action, grabbing the spicy oil bottle with childish little gestures like lightning.

Yeah!

Looking at the bottle of spicy oil in his hand, Conan finally showed a smile of victory on his face and poured the spicy oil into the plate.

Seeing that Conan got his wish, Qin Zhibo also released his hand holding the turntable.

Seeing this, Isogami quickly readjusted the turntable.

Throughout ancient and modern times, games at the dinner table have always been talked about by people, such as: Hongmen Banquet.

At this time, various games were going on at the dinner table.

In addition to Isogami's murder game, Conan's spicy oil bottle game, Moori Kogoro's game with rice, and Kawabata's heroine game.

For the movie that will start shooting tomorrow, Kawabata spared no effort to brainwash Mao Lilan.

Seeing that the conventional pie-making strategy was ineffective, Kawabata quickly changed his strategy and started with Mao Lilan's favorite idols.

The power of idols is powerful. As long as you can find out about the other person's idol, and if you can help contact the other person's idol, you can do something by taking advantage of the other person's star-chasing mentality.

This trick works well for young actors.

"By the way, do you have a favorite female star?"

Kawabata sat like a big boss, looking a little proud, "Maybe I can help you contact him to meet up."

When talking about the topic of female stars, Mao Lilan said with a yearning expression: "There are two people I like. One is Fujimine Yukiko."

Hearing this name, Kawabata looked startled and felt a little embarrassed.

"As for this, it seems a little difficult to contact me."

Kawabata is telling the truth, because Fujimine Yukiko is a legendary Japanese female star, and a second-rate producer like him has neither the channels nor the qualifications to contact such a female star.

The fox-eyed screenwriter next to him also nodded and agreed.

"The female star Fujimine Yukiko, with her invincible and cute image, reached the peak of her career more than ten years ago. She crossed the entertainment industry like a comet, shining bright and dazzling. At the peak of her career, she met a mystery novelist

The marriage at home is gone, and only the stars are left."

"It is indeed almost impossible to meet such a legendary female star."

Fox Eyes, who is a screenwriter, is really good at writing, which made Conan next to Mao Lilan look very disdainful.

If my mother heard these flattering words, she would probably laugh out loud again.

Mao Lilan said at this time: "Actually, I have met her. She is the mother of one of my friends. I have admired her very much since I was a child."

"What?" Fox Eyes screenwriter's face was very shocked, "Have you actually met the legendary Fujimine Yukiko?"

"Yeah?" Mao Lilan was a little confused as to why she was so excited.

"Um, can you get her autograph for me?"
To be continued...