Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

As a friend who often plays together in the circle, Liu Tao knows Sister Chen well.

Although she doesn't have a soft spot for mystery novels, her appreciation level is online.

Sister Chen said that an absolutely amazing book must be a mystery novel with a middle-to-upper quality. This kind of novel is worth a visit from him, and it just so happens that he and Xu Guangzheng have a small gathering.

When Sister Chen got home, Liu Tao and Xu Guangzheng had already had a drink.

The wine Liu Tao took from the shop was cooked at their house.

As the owner of a homestay, Liu Tao is a master of both. However, his attire today is a bit interesting. He is wearing a suit and carrying a cane. He almost has a pipe in his hand. This is his little hobby.

Liu Tao said this is called immersion.

Mystery novels seem interesting only when you're immersed in them.

As soon as Ms. Chen entered, Liu Tao opened the chair, greeted Ms. Chen to sit down with the standard service of waiters in a French restaurant, set the tableware, and poured wine for Ms. Chen herself. Ms. Chen almost thought that this was not her home.

Sister Chen said: "This standard is too high."

"Not high, not high, as long as the book is good, what is the standard, it's not high at all."

Liu Tao couldn't wait to sit down, "What about the book that surprised me?"

Xu Guangzheng was also curious, "Yeah, what kind of mystery novels amazed Lao Liu, and whetted Lao Liu's appetite."

Sister Chen is the one who doesn't pay attention to the popular "Mahu Killing" some time ago.

"It's in my bag."

Sister Chen took a bite of the dish. The dish was well cooked, and Liu Tao's cooking skills are getting better and better.

Liu Tao was going to get it, and suddenly felt that it was not good for him to look through women's bags, so he looked at Xu Guangzheng and gave Xu Guangzheng winks.

Xu Guangzheng stood up with a smile and brought the bag over.

There was a stack of manuscript paper in the bag, which was scattered and held in a clip. He took it out and looked at it. There was only "Murder on the Orient Express" on the cover, and the author didn't write anything on it.

He flipped it over, "That's all?"

It's too frivolous, probably a mystery novella.

He went to flip the back.

"Hey hey."

Liu Tao stopped him. For mystery lovers, the taboo of reading mystery novels is to look at the back, and you can't even glance at it.

Xu Guangzheng said, "I'll help you see if you've finished writing."

He also looked at the pictures in the group, and the stack of manuscript paper on the picture was quite thick.

Sister Chen took a bite of food and said slowly, "The following is our company's film and television drama contract."

Xu Guangzheng handed the book to Liu Tao, "Your company still plans to make film and television dramas?"

"Just Qingning's husband's script."

"I remember it was a romantic drama? Can it work? Don't waste money. True love can't burn money like this."

The Great Demon King Xu Guangzheng might as well let her husband continue to write the book, the cost is small, how good is the fairy tale written, he suddenly thought, "He also wrote this book?"

This is interesting, an epistolary novel, a fairy tale, and now reasoning, is the next one going to be science fiction?

"I won't find someone to write it for me."

"Anyway, the person wrote it, and the ghostwriter must have evidence. Find the person who wrote it, and find the evidence written by that person?"

Xu Guangzheng felt right.

Back then, some people questioned that "The Wind Rises" and "The Old Man" was not written by Li Qingning, but by someone else, and some even said that it was Li Qingning's fucking work. In addition to receiving a letter from a lawyer, these people have to apologize and make amends. Every time the big devil releases an original album and an original single, their tweets will get ridiculed by people, "Look, the big devil found another Someone wrote it."

"Sister Chen—"

Liu Tao felt that something was wrong, he glanced at the front, and with the rhythm of the writing, "Are you sure this is all the manuscripts?"

Sister Chen smiled, "Then, can you see if there is an ending?"

"I--"

Liu Tao looked at the manuscript paper and decided to forget it.

He glanced at the beginning, and found a lot of scattered information for reasoning, which will play a crucial role in committing crimes and reasoning. This is indeed a mystery novel worth reading.

Some mystery novels, you can tell whether they are good or not at the beginning.

Liu Tao stood up and said goodbye.

He likes to be alone indulging in reasoning.

Xu Guangzheng asked him to stay, "You don't want to eat?"

"No."

Liu Tao left without looking back, and it was too late for Xu Guangzheng to get up and see him off.

Sister Chen reminded Xu Guangzheng, implying something, "When you buy breakfast tomorrow, remember to buy more."

After washing up after dinner, Xu Guang was sitting on the sofa reading a book. Sister Chen went downstairs and brought back a stack of manuscript papers, which she put in the car.

After Xu Guangzheng saw it, he knew this before, "I knew you buckled the back."

What Liu Tao took away was only the part that Sister Chen had finished reading this morning.

"Who made him dare not look behind."

Sister Chen had already expected that Liu Tao has a sense of ritual in mystery novels. He despises spoilers the most in his life, and he is determined not to be a spoiler. Reading books and watching dramas are all spoiled.

Xu Guangzheng smiled and shook his head.

He remembered that when he was a child, when he was reading a martial arts book, he and his brothers tore the book apart and read part by one.

The two of them stopped talking, and each quietly looked at the books in their hands.

only--

The more Sister Chen looked at it, the more she frowned. She still thought this book was good. She put all the evidence in front of her, and let the detective and the reader solve the case together. The detective knows no more than the reader, and the reader can really reason. Sister Chen really plans to show off her addiction. She also took out the paper, kept sorting out the characters, wrote the testimonies of the characters, followed the testimonies to find the murderer, and even overturned the murderer she thought.

But--

After some reasoning, all the testimonies can mutually prove their alibi, so who is the murderer?

Sister Chen was confused.

Xu Guangzheng stood up, "It's time to sleep."

"Um."

Sister Chen answered absentmindedly, and didn't understand what she was going to do at all.

Xu Guangzheng went to ask Sister Chen, "What's wrong?"

"This book is kind of weird."

Sister Chen vaguely felt that there was a window paper there, but she couldn't pierce it. ,

Xu Guangzheng: "After reasoning for a long time, the author has no choice but to mechanically descend?"

Sister Chen was still afraid of this.

In order to make the ending unexpected enough in many mystery novels, whether it is the case or the investigation of the detective, it is as unbelievable as possible. It is a purpose-to make you unconscious. Then some authors can't come back. At this time, they can only parachute a clue or character.

That's kind of boring.

"Okay, okay."

Xu Guang is pulling Sister Chen into the bedroom, and she has to pay the rations tonight. After the rustling in the room, Sister Chen came out again in her pajamas and took the manuscript paper into the room. She had to finish this book, just like a TV series, it will end soon. of.

Xu Guangzheng was lying on the corpse after washing, convinced: "I still miss this book in my heart, no wonder you are not in the mood."

If this was normal, he wouldn't be able to stand up to his three tricks.

Sister Chen sat on the bed and asked him to sleep first, and she would look at it later.

Xu Guangzheng fell asleep quickly, and Sister Chen gradually saw the climax, and suddenly found that everyone in this carriage, except the detective, was related to the Armstrong family, and the murderer was——

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