As soon as the voice finished speaking, the ordinary tabletop of the long dining table transformed into a screen. A line connected Ren Yifei with a boy opposite him.
To be precise, it connects the plates in front of them. At the center of the line is an image of a bomb, contracting and expanding like a heart.
"There is a plate in front of you, a gift I have prepared for you." The voice appeared again, this time with a smile. "Now, lift the lid."
Ren Yifei opened the gold lid, revealing a card with its back facing up.
"Solve the riddle in the card, write down the answer, and the fastest and most accurate person can defuse the bomb. If you are a step too slow, or make a mistake, then I'm sorry."
Ren Yifei flipped over the card, which showed only a person with a knife in their back, slumped over a table .
The person was lying face down with their head turned to the side, and bright red, foamy blood was dripping from the corner of their mouth. The knife was located in the left lung, and there was a scabbard on the table, about fifteen centimeters long.
He faced a problem: "This is a man stabbed in the back, on the verge of death. The knife was known to be unpoisoned and unmedicated, and the victim is having difficulty breathing."
"Suppose you are a detective who wants to get important clues out of him, how would you deal with the victim?"
Five options are given below:
A. Don't move him, just let him lie there.
B. Lay him flat with the wound facing down.
C. Have him lie down with the wound facing upwards.
D. Have him lie on his side with the wound facing down.
E. Have him lie on his side with the wound on top.
Ren Yifei quickly read through the question, then immediately chose D, all within two seconds, without the slightest hesitation.
The wire connecting his plate to the bomb snapped with a snap, and the bomb rapidly expanded and flew towards the other side.
The young man opposite him looked up and stared at him with an expression of disbelief.
"Bong!"
Ren Yifei rested one hand on the table, propping up his face. His mouth movements subtly overlapped with the exploding bomb, making him look both wicked and childish. The young man opposite him, however, instantly turned pale, because his side exploded into fireworks.
A group of waiters in black vests filed in, and one of them came up behind the young man and made an inviting gesture.
The young man was completely drained of color.
Suddenly he stood up, holding the exact same card in his hand, and pointed at Ren Yifei with one finger: "How could someone as incompetent as you find the answer so quickly? Did you cheat? No, did someone leak the questions?!"
Ren Yifei looked at him, and although it was from a low angle, his slightly wicked smile made him seem imposing.
"Can't handle losing? Fine, I'll make sure you lose clearly and decisively."
"At first glance, the picture shows a case of someone stabbing the left lung from behind, causing breathing obstruction. The foamy, bright red blood flowing from the victim's mouth is proof of this."
"The blood flowing from the wound into the lungs and coming out of the mouth is bright red, and it appears foamy because of the attempt to breathe."
"Of course I know that!" the man said loudly.
Ren Yifei raised an eyebrow and continued, "After making this judgment, we can conclude that if the deceased died, it is highly likely that he died from 'drowning in blood'."
Because of the commotion, many people noticed what was happening here. The young man opposite him blushed, but Ren Yifei remained calm.
"The human body has two lungs. If one lung is injured, the other lung can still provide oxygen. So, if you choose to have the injured person lie on their side with their left lung facing down, you can use gravity to make the blood flow downwards, allowing the intact right lung to continue to provide oxygen. This will allow the victim to breathe smoothly and gain some precious time."
Ren Yifei glanced at the picture and suddenly laughed: "On the contrary, if blood flows into the originally intact right lung, the person will die even faster. You... you didn't choose E, did you?"
"Even someone as ignorant as me knows this common sense, and you don't?"
The two slaps landed on the young man's face through the air, and his face immediately turned eggplant-colored.
He Zhaoming's persona has never been that of a well-behaved child. He looks like a slightly bad kid, with a small mole on the tip of his nose and a wicked and arrogant smile, which makes him seem very believable when he is smeared.
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Given this, Ren Yifei didn't feel he needed to suddenly 'become well-behaved'. Incompetent wickedness is despised, but powerful wickedness can be admired.
Of course, this "bad" cannot be the kind that involves breaking the law.
"Please!" The waiter gestured again, and under everyone's watchful eyes, the young man had no choice but to awkwardly retreat.
He hadn't even warmed his seat before he had to leave, and so many people were watching the live stream. Just thinking about it made the young man's legs go weak. He covered his face with his hand, his posture slumped, and he practically fled.
More contestants left the competition afterward, but they rarely questioned the organizers' fairness, and they left with dignity. With a 50% elimination rate, failing wasn't a big deal; at most, there would be some regret.
Some even showed good sportsmanship by encouraging the remaining contestants on camera: "Keep going! We'll be watching you from the outside!"
The first wave of losers had already left the stage 'honorably,' and their chairs had been taken away, so the long table didn't seem so crowded anymore. Ren Yifei rested his chin on his hand, idly tapping the tabletop, ignoring everyone else, looking quite content.
Many people were secretly watching him. He was able to solve the problem so quickly, which showed that he was not the empty-headed person he was rumored to be.
"Congratulations!" the voice said again. "A long table for fifty people, seating for fifty people, perfect. Now, please enjoy your lunch. This is the food we have prepared for you. Have a pleasant meal."
The team of well-trained waiters came over once again.
The plates and cards on their tables were removed, and carts filled with the aroma of food were pushed out, each person with a table laden with delicious dishes that emitted an enticing fragrance.
The waiter also brought out tableware, both Chinese and Western, as well as a roll of steaming, lightly scented hand towels.
Ren Yifei noticed that everyone's hand towels smelled different, and judging from their relaxed expressions, it seemed to be the scent they preferred.
He recalled the registration form he had seen online, which even listed personal preferences such as scents, colors, and songs.
The organizers were really kind and considerate to the winner.
Without the noise bothering them, they seemed able to fully enjoy their meal. However, they remained quite reserved; they rarely ate with so many strangers, especially with a live stream camera filming them.
More importantly, each person has a dedicated waiter to serve them throughout the entire process.
This makes many people who haven't been tested by such sweet talk extremely uncomfortable. Even the most delicious food becomes unpalatable, and they can only awkwardly drink water.
At times like these, people in the entertainment industry seem very experienced. They can eat and drink naturally, completely unaffected by the environment, and act as if no one around them exists. They also readily accept personalized service.
"I didn't expect Mr. He to know this kind of forensic knowledge." The curly-haired girl cutting steak on the left suddenly spoke up.
Because everyone was eating quietly or speaking in hushed tones, her voice sounded very loud. Several people looked over, their expressions revealing undisguised curiosity.
"I crammed at the last minute and learned a little bit, so I wouldn't make a fool of myself by leaving right after entering the stage. ... These ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, perfect with rice." Ren Yifei ate his bowl, having almost finished the garlic ribs on the plate in front of him. His last sentence was specifically addressed to the livestreaming fly.
Ren Yifei's words were a slap in the face to half of the people who had just left, and also to their supporters. He showed a complete lack of emotional intelligence and was extremely arrogant.
In movies and TV shows, this kind of personality would make someone a villain who's destined to get humiliated.
However, He Zhaoming's persona is inherently like this; his words easily attract criticism and negativity. So they weren't surprised at all: that extraordinary performance in answering the question might actually have been an accident.
"Knowing that you're cramming at the last minute is good, at least your attitude is fine." The curly-haired girl wiped her mouth with a tissue, put down her knife and fork, and because she put them down so casually, she didn't notice that the tips of the knife and fork crossed into an X shape. She even raised an eyebrow and smiled at Ren Yifei.
Ren Yifei glanced at the arrangement of the cutlery: "Oh, it seems the steak wasn't cooked well today, and the guests are all complaining."
The girl with curly hair only then noticed that the knife and fork were placed incorrectly, and awkwardly placed them upright on both sides.
The girl glared at Ren Yifei resentfully, while Ren Yifei lowered his head to eat. He ate slowly and deliberately, but his expression was so absorbed that it made anyone's mouth water.
Even the girl who disliked his curly hair suddenly had doubts: Was the Chinese food on the table particularly delicious, and should she choose Chinese food?
"How cunning." Only those in the entertainment industry noticed something amiss: this person was putting on an act, using food to entice viewers to stay in the live stream.Entertainment Center
No one has any ill will toward food. If the audience's appetite is whetted, they will forget all of He Zhaoming's scandals and shift their attention to the food.
Oh, right! This show combines mystery solving with popularity. You might not become a master detective in a short time, but with the popularity of the live stream, you can still stay on the show for longer.
Even if you don't make it to the end, just staying here has already garnered attention, which is a gain in itself.
People in the entertainment industry looked at Ren Yifei with a knowing look: "I've learned something! He must have had countless female fans, after all, he's got some skills."
"Oh, this chestnut chicken soup is so tender, the cartilage on top melts in your mouth, and the chicken is juicy and flavorful. Please be sure to thank the chef for me." The actor grabbed the waiter, tilted his head up at a 45-degree angle, and showed his most attractive profile to the camera.
"I think this abalone soup is delicious. The abalone meat is smooth and chewy, and the dried mushrooms underneath are salty, fresh, and tender. It's up to state banquet standards." The idol held the soup bowl and showed an adorable cat expression that made fans scream.
The long table suddenly transformed into a food livestream studio, with praises rising and falling, and everyone demonstrating what it's like to be 'immersed in a sea of delicious food'.
Ordinary people who didn't know much about celebrities were so embarrassed that their toes curled up and the hairs on their arms stood on end.
Ren Yifei, the instigator, watched for a while, then suddenly took a food cover from the back food cart, covered the food, lifted it, covered it again, and lifted it again.
"What are you doing?" The curly-haired girl, who had been watching him closely, couldn't help but ask.
Ren Yifei frowned, carefully lifting the lid of the dish, muttering, "Why isn't there any golden light? Why isn't there any golden light? Where did the golden light go?"
The exaggerated praise at the long table came to an abrupt halt.
Everyone: ...Aren't you being sarcastic?