My Best Wife

"Of course," Deng Tong pointed outside, "Look, what can you see?"

Fang Zhiqiang looked at it doubtfully for a while and then said hesitantly: "Hotel? Shopping mall? Street lamp? Beauty?"

Deng Tongtong: "What's missing?"

Fang Zhiqiang thought for a long time and asked, "What is missing."

Deng Tong patted the table and said, "It's foggy!"

Fang Zhiqiang was even more confused: "Fog? What's wrong with the fog?" Deng Tong sighed and shook his head: "No, you don't even understand this, right? Think about it, you are standing here at night, surrounded by gray, Even the street lights can only see a very blurry shadow. A large group of armed people are looking for you on the street. What about you? You hide behind the pillar, listen to the slight footsteps, find your direction, jump over, and brush Cut down a person in one go, and the people around you scream in surprise and shoot in your direction, but you laugh.

He smiled, took a few steps back, and disappeared into the white mist. Isn’t it cool? "

Fang Zhiqiang held his forehead and said: "So, your regret is that you have never experienced the feeling of being a middle school student?"

Deng Tongtong: "That's not true. A man should be passionate and enjoy this super cool fighting method. It's a pity that in this **** place, there is not even a chance of fog."

Fang Zhiqiang took a breath and said: "There has been no fog here for a long time. The title of Fog City was probably half a century ago."

Just as he was talking, the person he had arranged to meet finally arrived.

The visitor was in his forties, wearing a black windbreaker and a black top hat. He was dressed like an old-school aristocrat and looked polite in every gesture. Seeing Fang Zhiqiang, he immediately took off his hat and extended his hand enthusiastically. Fang Zhiqiang looked at his behavior, and the word "gentle beast" came to his mind. Maybe this man was indeed a true gentleman, but his bones bled dirty blood. His ancestors used plunder and killing to accumulate wealth for future generations. big

With a huge amount of wealth, everyone of their generation looks like a devout philanthropist, which is quite ironic when you think about it.

Carter said: "Mr. Fang, although we didn't communicate much when we last met, I had a very deep impression of you. It's a real honor to meet you today."

He shook hands with Fang Zhiqiang, and then quickly put his hands back into his wide sleeves, as if he was hiding something.

Fang Zhiqiang vaguely remembered saying a few words to him, but they only met and chatted casually on the road, and chose to contact him only because of that intersection. At this moment, people from Dongji may have set up surveillance here. Fang Zhiqiang said calmly: "I have admired you for a long time, especially the land where you are. Every time I mention this city, I always think

Get up two people. "

Carter asked: "Which two people are they?"

Fang Zhiqiang said: "The first one is naturally the famous detective. When I read A Study in Scarlet for the first time, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night." Carter said with surprise and joy: "It turns out My husband is also interested in this. To tell you the truth, when I was very young, I also imagined that I could become a great detective. For this reason, I tried to submit mystery novels when I was in high school. Until now, I still

Sometimes I take out what I wrote at that time and read it. "

Fang Zhiqiang pretended to be interested and said, "Is there such a thing? Then I'm very interested. I must read Mr.'s masterpiece if I have the chance." Carter was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Really? Then please invite your husband to come and sit at my house. I remember the last time I took out those things was last year. My son accidentally dug them out. Where did he put them after reading them?

"

Fang Zhiqiang was speechless, thinking it was true or not, brother, why don't you be so upright? I'm just being polite.

After thinking about it, the most important thing for him now is to make Tony believe as much as possible that he has a close relationship with Black Pearl. Going directly to someone else's house seems to be a good choice.

So he said: "Then please sir, lead the way."

After following Carter into the car, Fang Zhiqiang noticed that since shaking hands, the man's hands had always been hidden in his sleeves, and he did not stretch them out even after getting in the car. He didn't know if this was his habit or if he was hiding something in his sleeves. thing.

The driver drove the luxury car forward smoothly and soon reached the Thames River and drove along the riverside for another twenty minutes. Carter led Fang Zhiqiang and Deng Tong into the mansion, served them tea, and then entered the room. When he came out, he had changed into a set of clothes, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were also exposed. If it weren't for the fact that he was actually holding rags in his hands 's notebook

, Fang Zhiqiang will definitely wonder if he is rushing home just to change clothes.

"Mr. Fang, this is what I wrote when I was in high school. If you are interested, take a look." Carter handed over the tattered notebook. After Fang Zhiqiang took it, he put his hand back into his sleeve.

Fang Zhiqiang smiled awkwardly and read on, noticing that Carter's eyes were very expectant. Due to the language difference and the sloppy handwriting, it took him a long time to read it.

The story is very simple. In a manor, a servant killed his master with a frozen sword. When the ice melted, the murder weapon disappeared. The police spent a lot of money to find the murderer.

Seeing Fang Zhiqiang closing the book, Carter couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Fang, how do you feel?"

Fang Zhiqiang was very confused. This man seemed to really care. Would it embarrass him to tell the truth?

Carter saw his difficulty and added: "It's all from high school, and the editor rejected the manuscript at that time. If you think there is anything wrong with it, feel free to say it."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "Then please forgive me for offending me. First of all, the method of solving the mystery of the great detective Cole in your novel is a bit cheating. I guess you just added it temporarily when you reached that point and found that you couldn't continue writing. flaw."

Carter said: "Mr. Fang, you are so smart. You immediately saw what I was thinking at that time. Is there anything else?" Fang Zhiqiang said: "There is also the murder scene you designed, and the servant's motive seems to be just In order to complete the task of killing people with ice swords, the reasons given are far-fetched. It even makes me feel that all the designs look like

It was to let the old man die. "

Carter patted his thigh and said, "You're so right, you are really my confidant."

The two discussed this for a long time, and Carter's enthusiastic attitude almost made Fang Zhiqiang forget the purpose of his trip.

After finally discussing the story, Carter turned to ask: "Mr. Fang, you said before that you remembered another person. Who is this person?"

Fang Zhiqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally getting to the point, and said, "I haven't read much about this man's works, but there is one sentence that I believe most people have heard of."

Carter asked: "Which sentence is it?" Fang Zhiqiang said: "Tobe or not tobe, that's the question."