[MTL-English] The National Men's Team Debuted!

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Unexpectedly, the boy was trembling not because of fear.

He raised his eyes and moved his lips for a long time before he murmured.

"Everyone is framing me and suspecting me..."

"How do I know if you will really help me?"

The boy muttered neurotically, and when he looked at Qiao Huan, his expression became increasingly gloomy.

"How can you prove that you are the one who will choose to help me instead of the one who wants to kill me!"

Even though Qiao Huan and Zhuo Yang knew that this was a variety show, they were still a little shocked for a moment.

The entertainment industry is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and this NPC boy’s acting is just too good.

“I’m a police officer.”

Qiao Huan took out a police officer's ID card that was imitated by the production team and spoke righteously.

He didn't want to ruin the other party's wonderful performance, so the action of taking out his police officer ID was as majestic as usual, and it was very natural.

Seeing this action and the certificate, the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the hint of doubt in his eyes still did not disappear.

"I really didn't kill anyone!"

"But...but some people said that I was the one who pushed her off the rooftop."

"I really had no choice but to capture a hostage to protect myself..."

The boy's expression was full of doubt and surprise, and when he talked about being forced to kill, his voice instantly rose a degree.

Qiao Huan immediately grasped the key point.

"You said someone forced you to confess? Who was he?"

"Do you remember what that person looks like?"

There was a trace of confusion in the boy's eyes, and he quickly shook his head.

"He just trapped me in the corridor leading to the rooftop and left me a piece of paper asking me to confess my guilt."

"I didn't know what happened at the time. I just heard a loud bang, and then the girl was lying in the blood!"

"Later... there was a person downstairs questioning me whether I had done something to that girl, and he even thought I was a murderer..."

The time set after the entry shot is different from that in real life.

It seemed that someone had already entered before he arrived here.

Could the person downstairs be the one who did it...

Qiao Huan frowned and fell into thought.

Zhuo Yang, who had let go of the boy a long time ago, looked him over from head to toe at the tight clothes he was wearing, then reached out and touched his waist.

Noticing nothing, he shook his head at Qiao Huan.

"Since he has no weapons on him, he shouldn't be an NPC that will harm us."

No weapons...

That's to provide information.

"And what do your hostages know?"

"If you hand him over to us, we can consider sending you out."

"Really?!"

A glimmer of surprise flashed across the boy's eyes, and his expression was no longer tense.