The Last Slag

“Why do you think the murderer is a lawyer?”

Looking at the ups and downs of the good feelings, Tang Yan couldn't figure out what to do at random, and then said: "Do you still want to park your car here? Will be posted a ticket."

Qin Su silently looked at her for a while, and then re-launched the car.

Even if there are not many vehicles on this road, it is very dangerous to step on the brakes suddenly. Don Juan feels that they have not been chased after it is already lucky.

Tang Zhen usually does not like to look at detective novels. Detective novels are a suspense, but I don’t know what is wrong. When she looks down, she thinks suspiciously that the murderer has not ran. This may be a bit like her being good at catching a pen. relationship.

Even if it is the foreshadowing of the first hundred chapters, she can be associated with any of the previous foreshadowings, and there will be no such thing as forgetting the details in front of me.

So when she knew that the target of the Raiders was a detective novelist, she still felt a bit troublesome because she didn't like to watch detective novels, and she might not resonate with the man.

But even so, did she just say something special?

Just guessing a murderer, shouldn't it be so big? Is she guessing wrong, so he is not happy, but because she is a friend's sister is not good?

Staring at the final feeling of returning to 10 o'clock, Tang Yan is a bit uncomfortable, but the male owner seems to be quite mindful. She should answer that there should be no mistake.

"When the lawyer died, he was sent to cremation? Although there was an autopsy report, only one person saw the body at the beginning, and soon after that he died." She thought about it and sorted out the thoughts. "Let the protagonist I didn’t have time to see the body. Isn’t this treatment very suspicious? The chapter also mentioned at the beginning, 'I haven’t seen it for a long time, and once again, it’s like that.’ But the protagonist didn’t even see his body. Then, this sentence should refer to the situation that happened again afterwards. Since this lawyer is definitely not dead, the detective novel is rigorous. If it is not the author’s improper use of words, then this sentence is the foreshadowing of the flashback."

Qin Su did not speak.

Until they reached the destination, he just helped her to move her luggage upstairs, then told her where the room was, and went back to her room and closed the door.

Only one person left alone standing in the living room.

To be honest, this world she thinks is actually quite simple. After all, the female host and the male owner are separated by the Internet. What distance is farther away from the Internet? It looks very close, but as long as something like this happens in reality, the distance between the two will be instantly enlarged.

It is almost impossible to fight with the male owner in the state of cohabitation with the male owner. Moreover, the current male and female owners have not yet had any intersection.

As for the male match, because he is a big **** with the net, almost he has trained the female owner into a small pink, and the two in the net match is also a well-known cp, although they have always denied.

Although it is not difficult to insert a foot in the middle, but the 3000 points in the hand has already been credited, only need to Raise the man, she has enough points to buy what she wants, the remaining points have no for her Useful.

It’s rare that there are no zombies and no presidents. The system’s target of Raiders is only male, she will give herself a vacation, and there is no need to earn a man with 1000 points.

Tang Hao, who was in a good mood, dragged the box into the room that Qin Su pointed to her. The room was specially vacated, but it was clean and clean. Basically, the luggage can be directly checked in. Qin Su is quite good in this respect. intimate.

She silently packed up her luggage, and after she had finished cleaning up, it was already dark. Qin Su didn't know what to do, and there was no movement.

She was a little hungry when she didn't eat for a day, so she knocked on his door.

After a while, the door was opened. Qin Su stood in the room and looked at her with her height and height. She had no black-rimmed glasses on his face. It looked like one more. The book is full of enthusiasm, and finally has a look of a famous novel writer.

"what's up."

"I am hungry, when do I have dinner?"

When Tang Xiaogang finished speaking, he saw him frowning. The expression was alive and she felt that she had to eat too much trouble. Although she knew from the plot that Qinsu would not normally eat three meals, but since she borrowed, Remind him that eating every day is also a sense of presence.

"...What do you want to eat?" Qin Su asked for a moment of silence.

He would ask this question to be beyond the expectation of Tang Yi, saying that a good life can not take care of itself?

"I also can."

Then Tang Yan saw Qin Su’s expressionless phone flipping through the address book, and then shouted the takeaway as usual.

This... very reasonable.

Just as Tang Yan thought that he had shouted the takeaway and went back to the house, he was planning to leave the room and take a stack of manuscript paper from the house.

Seeing that he seems to be giving this stack of papers to her, Tang Yan will pick it up and look at it, but when he receives it, he finds it quite weighty.

"If you have time, just take a look and tell me what I think."

The degree of goodwill has also increased.

Holding the stack of manuscript papers, I thought that if I had to take out the food immediately, I would have to eat. Tang Hao simply fell on the sofa and looked at it. It is not surprising that this stack of manuscript papers is the handwritten manuscript of Qin Su.

Nowadays, when the whole people use computers, he prefers the way of handwriting, and the hard-handed pen writes the uncontrollable style of ordinary people. They all say that their words are like their own people. They are so lazy, but the words they write are capable and powerful. Let people who don't understand feel at ease at first glance.

After reading his words, Tang Hao was on the basis of the plot, and had some good impressions on Qin Su.

Being a male writer as a male writer naturally has his reason. Until the mobile phone of Tang Yan rang, she only recovered from his story. When she answered the phone, it was a takeaway.

Did he even lazy to take out her mobile phone number? ? ?

When I went downstairs and took the takeaway, I still waited for a while before knocking on the door of Qinsu. He waited until he opened the door. He opened the door and saw her first sentence. "I will come in next time, don't knock on the door."

Is this too lazy to open the door to her?...?

"The takeaway is coming, can you eat together?"

Qin Su had to face up to the fact that he is not alone in living alone. He has no sense of being alone and widowed. Instead, he feels that if he is still in peace, he should still write a manuscript, and no one will call him to eat.

It is better to say that if it is not because of an extra one, he will not shout for takeaway.

Looking at this in front of the novel, it is probably a lot of people to describe the appearance. Qin Su ‘um’ took the lead and walked to the living room.

Her sister-in-law is a bit sloppy. If she looks at her looks, she is really outstanding, but on the other hand, it is obviously more comfortable for Qin Su.

As a detective novelist, Qin Su actually has his own arrogance. Whether it was written by hand or is now successfully published and is very popular, readers are always misled by him according to the effect he wants. Misleading, there have never been people who can see through his mind at a glance.

At the beginning, he also hoped that there would be a person who could talk to him about setting up a discussion. However, as time passed, such a person did not appear. Relatively his writing and techniques were more and more exquisite. He read his text. The people who leave are often just amazement.

Then there is no more, no one is not going to guess his thoughts, but his case is not short, there are so many characters on the scene, and wherever you can guess it can be guessed.

It is like the sentence left at the beginning of the first chapter of "Mystery". Everyone thinks it is a self-report of the protagonist, but only she noticed his intention.

But it may also be just a coincidence.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw the manuscript that was placed on the coffee table by Tang Yin. After so long, she should have finished reading it.

Qin Su just wanted to ask her about her post-reading feelings. She saw that Tang Hao had already rushed to the dinner table and opened the takeaway box and ate it. It was obviously starved.

When he saw him, he could only wait for the meal after he had finished eating it, but because of his thoughts, he was absent-minded when he had eaten this meal. He finally waited until Tang Hao finished eating and began to pack the takeaway box. He was so ruined. Actively helped her pick up the table and tried to speed up her work efficiency.

It was not until Tang Yushu’s comfortable back to the sofa that he picked up the manuscript on the table and sat down beside her. He asked, “Are you finished?”

His tone is as dull as ever, but if you listen carefully, you can find some uncomfortable uneasiness, just like the mood when he first published his work, but it is slightly different from that at that time.

"Yeah, is this what you wrote? Your words are really beautiful." Tang Yan seems to have no idea what he thinks, and the focus of the whole topic has shifted to other directions. "Good envy words are good-looking. Man."

"..."

Qin Su licked her lips and felt a little frustrated with her reaction to expectations.

It is only for the purpose of recording the story, but he hopes that Tang Yan will give some opinions on his article.

"How did you feel?"

"...what do you say, but this is not finished yet?" Qin Su gave her only a part of it, and the plot went to the protagonist to prepare for the crime.

"Well, this is the latest chapter... Who do you think the murderer in this case will be?"

Qin Su asked this question, and Tang Zhen could not understand where. This is probably because she had been guessed by the murderer before, so she took other cases to test her.

When I guessed it, I felt a good feeling. Then Qin Su should not like someone to guess his plot. On the contrary, he might have a longing for a friend.

But she really doesn't like detective novels.

"...the murderer is the cook."

"..."

In the face of Qin Su's heavy expression, Tang Yan felt that no detective novel author would be willing to chat with himself.

The detective topic is in her sense a shortcoming. It is because in her view, the dark lines are like the expressiveness of the light everywhere, so she does not understand the logic of the average person watching the detective novels. It means that it is very difficult to chat on similar topics.

So in order to avoid the emergence of the topic of detective novels, she simply added another sentence.

"So many tips are for the reader to think about it? You are so sweet."

His sloppy look was a little bit serious, and when he heard the latter sentence, the face even showed some invisible smiles.