After getting the Death Note at the beginning, I became invincible

"According to the latest news reports, the plague has been well controlled, and there are no more casualties..."

Time to go!

Sun Yue turned off the news on the computer and got up to carry his luggage.

Yuanzi had already obtained the forged reporter certificate and distributed it to Sun Yue: "What we went to interview today is a prominent writer in the literary circle, and you can see what I ask as an intern reporter later." "

Okay."

The Literary Society is a small, independent three-story loft that is not allowed except by invitation or by appointment.

Sun Yue showed the certificate in his hand to the security guard and followed Yuanzi in.

The outside is the attic appearance, and only when you enter the interior do you know what is called the beauty of the precipitation years.

The interior adopts the construction method of the Ming Dynasty drum tower, the mahogany warm lamp, the ceiling in the center of the top is designed as a hollow pattern skylight, and several beams of Mitsubishi folded white light hang down to the ground to form a natural Tyndall effect.

It's supposed to be called a museum.

"Oops, hello, hello."

"Hello, hello, we are social news reporters who have made an appointment half a month in advance, and we are looking for Mr. Dong Gou."

Motoko deals with the people around him and fights hotly.

Sun Yue only needs to act as an intern reporter throughout the whole process and laugh silently.

There are not many people in the literary association, or even not a few come to work.

Yuanzi and Sun Yue, under the leadership of others, quickly found Dong Gou's single office.

Dong Gou is more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a neatly cut suit, with a Chinese face and rigid thick eyebrows and big eyes, which can't help but remind people of the big bosses that often appear in anime.

After Yuanzi and Sun Yue introduced Dong Gou, Sun Yue was called by Yuanzi to go to the public rest area outside to make coffee.

Outside, the public areas are scattered with people, everyone has their own office, and the counters with famous paintings and ancient poems are projected with warm lights, almost melting these fragile and rare valuables.

Sun Yue took advantage of the time to make coffee to browse these treasures of the town store with gold cabinets one by one.

One of the poems, "Snow Day", attracted Sun Yue's attention.

But the content is too bizarre, causing Sun Yue to pay attention to the anonymous author of this poem:

Jia Qianqian.

It's really a big world, and there are no surprises.

Sun Yue also wanted to get closer to see, but the glass of the counter reflected another angle of the image because of the falling white light.

A figure quickly flashed from the balcony on the second floor!

Someone!

Sun Yue immediately went to catch the fleeting shadow, but there was no one on the balcony on the second floor.

Judging from the portrait just now, it is a tall man wearing a trendy high-street jacket, and there seems to be a glowing mass around his neck.

This is not the attire of the people of the Literary Association, who are over 30 years old on average, and they all like to wear suits or casual clothes.

Sun Yue looked around at the place where he could hide from the human eye, could it be that the other party was also the one who came to interview?

"Ding."

The coffee machine is ready.

Sun Yue poured the brewed coffee into the cup and sent it to Dong Gou's office with the chassis.

Yuanzi and Dong Gou inside had already talked about the topic of providing advice to the society, and Sun Yuean sat quietly next to him to record the relevant content.

After the interview, Dong Hook sent the two out of the Literary Association, but Yuanzi still wanted to take a few more glances at the treasures on the counter.

Dong Gou looks old-fashioned, but he is actually very arrogant.

After receiving Motoko's request, without saying a word, he took the two of them to go through all the treasures.

Going up to the second floor, there are fewer treasures displayed here than in the hall on the first floor, but each price is several times that of the first floor.

"The second floor is generally only accompanied by people from the association." Dong Gou pointed to the warning sign hanging on the stairs on the second floor, "Those who come up without permission will be sent to the court as thieves." "

On the second floor, it's been a week since someone last came in.

Sun Yue thought of the figure he had just bumped into, and asked, "Did anyone else come up besides us today?"

Dong Gou opened the registration book under the sign and shook his head: "Only you have permission to come up today."

Sun Yue swept the layout of the entire second floor, it was almost impossible to cover people here, and there were surveillance cameras staring at every corner, if that person really came up, he would definitely be photographed.

"This is the bluestone before the Han Dynasty... Well? How can there be a scratch? Halfway through Dong Gou's introduction, he found that there was a slight nail scratch in the center of the glass of the counter.

In order not to embarrass Dong Gou, Yuanzi quickly picked up the other party's words:

"Maybe the person who cleans it regularly accidentally scratched it."

Dong Gou's thick eyebrows tightened, "You don't know, the sanitation on the second floor has always been done by intelligent AI people." "

“AI？"

"Yes." Dong Gou called to the corner to charge a dormant lump of metal, like an adult-tall wooden barrel being ordered out of hibernation.

Dong Gou: "Why are you so careless today?" The warranty on the glass also costs money.

The AI's electronic screen played radio wave graphics, and took a step back slightly: "It's Xiaowen's fault, I'll pay attention to cleaning at noon." "

Wait.

Sun Yue grasped the key point: "When do you usually clean the second floor?" How many times a day do you clean it?

Xiaowen replied truthfully: "Xiaowen usually waits for everyone to go back at noon before starting to clean, and he has to clean the second floor once a day."

This means that Xiaowen has not cleaned the second floor today, and the scratches on the glass are very new, not like they have been left over the years.

Besides, listening to Dong Gou's tone just now, he didn't know about this scratch.

No one came up for a week, but there was a mysterious scratch for some reason.

"That's it, maybe Xiaowen accidentally scratched the glass when he cleaned it before, and we didn't have the time to carefully observe these glasses every day, there is only one entrance and exit on the second floor, and it is impossible for someone to sneak up and not be discovered by us."

Dong Gou checked that the contents were still intact, so he gave up the idea of continuing to investigate.

Sun Yue lowered his eyes and continued to follow Dong Gou to look at the treasures on the counter.

In the absence of conclusive evidence, everything is rhetorical and not convincing at all.

Anyway, the Literary Society has surveillance, and surveillance tells everyone everything it records.

What to meddle with.

Leaving the Literary Association, Motoko looked at the time on her phone and it was already noon.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a nearby scenic spot for a snack." Motoko did a detailed background check when she came here, and she made it clear which famous eateries were all listed.

Sun Yue followed Yuanzi into a popular Cantonese restaurant, and people came in and out one after another, and the voices were boiling.

"Family, now you can see that I have come to the Cantonese restaurant you recommended last time, and I am ordering..."