Who moved my novel?

"Director Wang, I have a clue here too." After talking about Lao Wang, another policeman stood up again: "There is a clue in the shoe prints on the fence. It is said that they come from a thief named 'Leprechaun the Deceiver'."

"It is said?" Although Director Wang was not in good condition, he still noticed his choice of words very keenly.

"Well, it is according to the fans of 'Leprechaun the Deceiver'..." The policeman was a little helpless.

"Fans?" Director Wang suddenly thought of a certain thief in a Japanese anime, and frowned. Could it be that there are so many people in reality who like thieves? No way. In that case, it would be difficult to get an autograph. And, it's a pity, why is it a woman?

"Because she is a gourmet." The policeman obviously didn't notice Director Wang's expression, and continued: "It is said that she only steals gourmet food. Basically, she is a certified gourmet. All the shops that she is interested in must be decorated with lights and colors to celebrate."

"What?" Director Wang's mind was already in a mess, and now it is even more messy.

"In short, she doesn't steal valuable things at all, but only top-notch food, and she will leave comments every time she steals. In addition, she has a large number of fans, which means that every time she steals something, she can bring a considerable amount of income and a lot of popularity to the store she steals."

"Is this possible?" Director Wang frowned: "Then why did she run to Chixin City?"

"It's not clear at the moment." The police shook his head.

"Well." Director Wang nodded: "Keep an eye on her. If you can find her, you may be able to find out who killed Professor Guo."

"Yes." The police agreed and nodded.

"By the way, how is Dong Peng?" Director Wang suddenly asked.

"He's still in prison." Xiao Sun looked at Director Wang: "Why don't we let him go and send someone to follow him."

"Well..." Director Wang lowered his head and thought for a while: "Then let him go, but be careful when following him, he has a keen sense."

"Yes." Xiao Sun nodded.

...

"Hello." As soon as he left the police station, Dong Peng called Xue Mo.

"Hello, who are you?" Xue Mo answered the phone, typing as he spoke.

"It's me, Dong Peng, are you home?"

"I'm here." Xue Mo glanced at his phone, took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "What's up?"

"If it's convenient, let's meet later, in my studio, okay?"

"Okay." Xue Mo nodded, stroked the cat beside him, and continued to ask: "What time?"

"About an hour later." Dong Peng glanced at the time on his phone: "If I can get a taxi smoothly."

As he spoke, Dong Peng raised his lips, and a taxi "just happened" to pass by at this time.

"Shall we go, master?" Dong Peng walked up and knocked on the window.

"Let's go." In the taxi, a man wearing sunglasses nodded: "Get in the car, where is it?"

"Chengbei District, Xinge Consultation." Dong Peng finished speaking, squinted his eyes, and began to rest.

The car started, and Dong Peng raised his lips slightly: "Brother, are you a newbie?"

"Huh?" The man looked at him puzzledly, and said calmly: "I have been driving for several years. If you don't believe me, I will show you my driver's license."

"I believe it." Dong Peng nodded, and his smile became even stronger.

You may be an experienced driver, but your tracking skills are really bad.

Few normal taxi drivers would go to places like Xinge for consultation. Moreover, if they were really experienced taxi drivers, they would probably have been angry when they asked that question. How could they be so calm?

Forty-five minutes later.

"Thank you." Dong Peng smiled at the driver, opened the door, and got out of the car.

"Captain Sun, Captain Sun, Dong Peng has entered the studio." The driver watched Dong Peng enter the room and quickly contacted Xiao Sun.

"Okay." Xiao Sun nodded: "Dong Peng didn't recognize you, did he?"

"No." The policeman nodded confidently: "He hasn't seen me. I was sitting in the monitoring room before."

"That's good. Cooperate with others and keep an eye on him." Xiao Sun was about to give the next order when he suddenly heard a roar from the other end of the phone.

"Fuck!" The policeman's voice seemed to be frightened.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Sun asked quickly: "Are you okay?"

"He, he didn't give the money..."

As the policeman finished speaking, both sides of the phone fell silent.

"Forget it, let's get away." Xiao Sun sighed: "Alas, this opponent is a bit difficult to deal with. No wonder Director Wang was like that. Speaking of which, I was the first to contact him..."

"What do you want to talk to me about?" When Xue Mo hurried to Dong Peng's studio, Dong Peng was eating lunch.

"Wait for me." Dong Peng swallowed the food in his mouth: "I need your help with something."

"Yes." Xue Mo nodded and looked at Dong Peng's studio.

Nothing has changed, just like before, except that there are fewer decorations and divination tools.

"Pop!" Xue Mo skillfully turned on the fireplace, and suddenly, the red flame began to jump in the fireplace.

"Pop!" Xue Mo didn't know what he pressed, and the flame in the fireplace turned blue, and the fire was much stronger than before.

"How did you do this?" Dong Peng looked at the changes in the fireplace in surprise. He had never used blue flames before.

"After all, it is custom-made, so there will be some special places." Xue Mo smiled and pointed to the fireplace switch: "Turn left forty-five degrees, turn right ninety degrees, and then turn it back to the original position."

"Is that so?" Dong Peng nodded and stuffed the last piece of meat into his mouth: "Xue Mo, I came to you mainly to ask you if you have any clues about the case in the tavern. Xiao Li and I are now the main suspects. I am fine, I have been released for the time being, but Xiao Li... the evidence seems to be very unfavorable to him."

"How should I know." Xue Mo spread his hands helplessly: "You are a bunch of police, two detectives, and a bunch of enthusiastic people who can't catch the criminals. I am just a novelist. How can I know the clues?"

"Didn't you write it in the novel?" Dong Peng looked at him sincerely. Xue Mo: "I know you must know something I don't know. At least, find a way to rescue Xiao Li. He is innocent."

"Is he really innocent..." Xue Mo lowered his head and was silent for a moment: "Dong Peng, Master Dong, think about it, you have been separated for a long time, and no one can know what he did during this time."

"Could it be..." Dong Peng hesitated for a moment: "Xue Mo, tell me directly, what did you see in your dream?"

"I saw the murderous hand." Xue Mo stared at Dong Peng: "That hand was wearing a white glove, exactly the same as the one you wear."