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Chapter 1087 If time goes back to 1998

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    In 1998, memory is magical.

    That year, on the Spring Festival evening, Na Ying and Faye Wong sang a song called "Meet 98" which became popular all over the country.

    That year, "Titanic" was released in China and deceived countless viewers into tears.

    That year, the Internet had just emerged in China, and big-ass computers became a symbol of wealthy people.

    That year

    "Huan Zhuge Ge" has just been released and has become a TV ratings myth, sweeping the country.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away?from Yunfa, Ekin these today's superstars were all just debuting at the time.

    ??Zuxian, Qingxia, Zhu Yin, Manyu these women are now married and have children. They were already a generation of geniuses at that time.

    The theme of this episode isif time goes back to 1998

    At the recording site, Jiang Siming walked out from the backstage with a swagger.

    There is also a sign hanging on the chest, which is the certificate of private detective.

    Jiang Siming walked around the scene, and every time he passed, he had to sigh that the props team of this show was too powerful and conscientious.

    The video store is full of CDs and video tapes, and the familiar song "Dang" from Power Train is playing on the stereo.

    The grocery store sells all kinds of snacks from childhood, such as hawthorn rolls, gold coin chocolates, peanut candies and so on.

    There are also props such as game arcades, bookstores, etc. If there are no on-site cameras and surrounding environment.

    It makes people feel like they have really traveled back in time.

    "I was suddenly upgraded from a melon-eater to a detective. It's really stressful."

    Jiang Siming said to himself, scanning the entire recording scene and found that only the video store was occupied.

    Jiang Siming walked in, and Wang Ou was sitting in the video store looking gorgeous, with big red lips, wavy hair, and a long skirt, which was very characteristic of the charming woman at that time.

    As soon as the two met each other, their eyes fell into a tacit silence.

    Wang Ou recalled the craziness in the hotel last night, and couldn't help but feel a little unfinished in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly close his legs.

    "Who are you? Why are you dressed like this? It's so strange." Wang Ou controlled his emotions and pretended to record the program normally as if nothing had happened.

    "I heard that there was a murder in your M town. I am Detective Jiang who is here to investigate."

    Jiang Siming is of course better at acting and doesn¡¯t panic at all.

    "But why are you dressed so strangely? There is no one dressed like you in our time." Wang Ou asked 'strangely'.

    ¡°I came here in 2019, this is the dress of the future.¡±

    "Really? It's unbelievable." Wang Ou had a 'surprised' expression on his face.

    Jiang Siming stopped the two of them from continuing the drama and said, "Can you take me to see the crime scene?"

    "Okay, come with me." Wang Ou stood up and twisted his waist to lead the way.

    When passing by the garden, the second person Guigui came online.

    "Guigui's two raised braids this time look very cute. To be honest, Guigui's appearance has always been a mystery.

    Guigui is sitting on the swing in the garden, looking sulky.

    "Kid, your dad is dead, why are you still playing here? Come back with me." Wang Ou pulled Guigui and left.

    Guigui still had luggage with him and looked like he wanted to run away from home.

    "Who is he? He is dressed so strangely~"

    After Wang Ou said that, Gui Gui came again and pretended not to know anything. Jiang Siming expressed that he felt very tired.

    "He is a detective, here to investigate the cause of your father's death."

    "Then why did you take me there? I wasn't the one who killed him." Gui Gui looked like a rebellious teenager.

    "Then shouldn't you go? That's your dad."

    "He is just my stepfather, not my biological father."

    Although the two of them are acting in a sitcom, they can learn a lot of information from it.

    Jiang Siming interjected: "What is the name of your stepfather's daughter?"

    Guigui blurted out: "Stepdaughter."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Guigui felt something was wrong and repeated it again.

    Wang Ou smiled, she wanted to report, Jiang Shen drove~

    Gui Gui also understood and wanted to laugh but held back.

    The key point is that Jiang Siming is still pretending to be nonchalant. Is he driving?  No, it was their own misconceptions.

    "Okay, stepfather's daughter, I understand, now take me with you??Go and see the crime scene.  "

    The three of them walked to Zhenji Grocery Store, where someone was already eating props and snacks, including Xiaobai.

    When Xiaobai saw Wang Ou, he called her mom. In this episode, he and Wang Ou have a mother-son relationship.

    "Son, what are you doing?" Wang Ou asked.

    Not to mention, Xiaobai is dressed as a student, and Wang Ou is dressed as a boss lady. The two of them stand together like this, they really look like mother and daughter.

    "Mom, Boss Zhen is finally dead." Xiaobai ate snacks and pointed at the dead NPC prop man lying on the table, his tone still showing happiness.

    It seems that their mother and son also have some issues with Boss Zhen.

    "It's unlucky for you to still eat food from his shop after Boss Zhen is dead. Put it down quickly."

    Wang Ou muttered to himself as he spoke: "This old shameless man deserves to die."

    Ding ding ding~

    The bicycle bell rang, and He Jiu came over on his bicycle. He was dressed like a scholar, with a Chinese tunic suit, a scarf, and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked educated at first glance.

    The bicycle is still a Phoenix brand.

    He Jiu put the bicycle down, walked over with his chest raised and his head raised, and pretended to adjust the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

    "Hey, why do grocery stores start selling corpses now? How much does it cost? Do you have a product certificate?"

    He Jiu asked funnyly.

    "Uncle He, this is my stepfather."

    "Ah? It turns out to be Boss Zhen, how could he be dead? Alas, life is really impermanent. Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves."

    After He Jiu finished speaking, Jiang Siming took the lead in applauding: "As expected of a cultural person, looking at your outfit, you look like the owner of a bookstore, right?"

    He Jiu arched his neck arrogantly and said, "Yes, I am the bookstore owner of M Town."

    Jiang Siming waited for them to finish expressing what they wanted to express and was about to speak when the last host arrived.

    Today, Host Sa is no longer a detective, but is dressed like a gangster from the past, with a nunchaku stuck to his waist.

    He also got a granny gray hair style, I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s his dye or his teenage gray hair

    "Sa Sa, my stepfather is dead." Gui Gui seemed to have a close relationship with Sa Sa as the host of this program, and ran towards him as soon as he came.

    Host Sa walked over, looked at the deceased, and exclaimed: "This old guy deserves to die!"

    "Are you a student?" Jiang Siming asked him.

    Host Sa said disdainfully: "What do students do?"

    ¡°He is our street fighter here and works as an employee in Boss Zhen¡¯s game arcade.¡± Wang Ou explained to Jiang Siming.

    Jiang Siming smiled and pointed at the nunchucks on Master Sa's waist and said: "Is this what you use to collect protection money?"

    ¡°Yes, what¡¯s the problem?¡± Host Sa nodded.

    Jiang Siming then joked: "Where do you place your nunchakus, do they count as nunchucks or three-joke sticks?"

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