Let’s go CSI

Last weekend, I took part in the English Corner, which was held by our befriender and aimed at improving our English. Last time we played games like Taboo and acting, while the activity was designed as CSI this time.

CSI, which is short for Crime Scene Investigation, is actually the name of a very popular American TV series. Usually, each episode of it will tell one or several mysterious cases, and show how the intelligent detectives use high technology and their brains to solve the cases as well as expose various secrets. It used be my favourite TV series, since I am crazy about reading mystery stories, such as the works of Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, Josephine Tey, as well as some Japanese writers. Besides, I have also spent a lot time watching the Japanese cartoon, the Famous Detective Conan. However, when I found out that CSI series already had so many episodes that it seems quite impossible for me to finish them, I gave it up at once.

Even though CSI is no longer a part of my life, I was quite excited to know that I would get the chance to be a real detective. As a matter of fact, I have realised that I do not have the potential to be a detective at all. The main reason is my readily believing in others’ words. Just like one of my favourite lines: “I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.” It really makes me uncomfortable to view everyone with suspicion. In other words, it becomes a great challenge for me to tell the criminal from suspects only through their words.

Therefore, I did not believe I would win from the very beginning of this game. The case we were dealing with was a murder of a Philippine maid, and we had to figure out the murderer after interviewing the six relevant people, each of whom had motivation to commit the crime. During the game was going on, I gradually got an answer, but I had very little confidence in myself. To my big surprise, my answer was correct! What a miracle!

I was glad that day because of my little success, but I do not want to be a detective any more. For me, the relationships in the real society are too complicated to handle, which makes me quite sad. Actually I used to think that I have got the social maladjustment disease with mild depressive symptoms, though I tried very hard to live an optimistic life.

Ah, I have digressed. What I want to say is that I really enjoy a simple life, which may seem to be a bit naive. After all, living a peaceful and pastoral life is one of my lifelong dreams. Let the detective find the murderer, and I am happy to be an audience.