Who moved my novel?

"Excuse me, guests." Just when Erfeng was confused, a waiter came in: "Do you want the pork knuckle to be served directly?"

"No need." Xue Mo shook his head: "Just pack it up and I'll take it back to Teacher Dong who didn't come today."

"Okay sir." The waiter nodded: "But I want to tell you in advance. Although what you ordered is raw pork knuckle, we can't sell the raw materials, so we can only calculate the price for you based on the cheapest pork knuckle. , of course, we will give you a basic material bag, you can go back and cook it yourself with a little soy sauce and salt. Although it is not as delicious as what our chefs make, it tastes better than what we have outside. Do you think it’s okay?”

"No problem." Xue Mo nodded and looked at Zhao Feng: "It's not me who paid for Fang Zheng."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Feng also nodded: "Just pack them all in a bag and bring them to me."

…

"How are you? You're not drunk, are you?"

After sending Hu Danian to deliver blood ink, Wang Ju looked at Erfeng with concern. Erfeng had almost fallen asleep just now.

"It's okay." Erfeng shook his head in confusion: "What happened to me just now? I almost fell asleep."

"Are you drunk?" Wang Ju asked with a slight frown.

"Impossible!" Before Erfeng could say anything, Zhao Feng spoke first: "This guy has never drunk too much! She will be fine if she drinks another five bottles!"

"I didn't drink too much." Erfeng also shook his head: "There must have been something wrong just now, but I didn't find it. By the way, did Xue Mo react just now?"

"Xue Mo?" Zhao Feng, who was relatively close, thought for a while: "As for Xue Mo, his eyes were a little blurry when you first started talking, but then he didn't react at all. Instead, he seemed to have sobered up."

"Is that so?" Erfeng frowned and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head: "No, I can't think of what happened just now. The only thing I know is that my hypnosis failed, and he almost led me into a ditch. Go inside.”

"It doesn't matter." Wang Ju nodded and comforted Erfeng: "Originally, I just gave it a try. If it succeeds, it will be better. If it doesn't, we can just think of other ways to test Xuemo."

"No, there is no need to test." Erfeng shook his head: "Although the subsequent hypnosis failed, I saw clearly in the front that Xue Mo's method should be very real and there is no element of lying. Those things are very important to him. It should really be just a dream.”

"So, are you sure that Xue Mo is not the murderer?" Wang Ju frowned slightly, obviously not wanting to accept this result so quickly.

"Not necessarily." Erfeng shook his head: "He is still suspicious."

"But didn't you just say..." Wang Ju didn't quite understand what Erfeng meant.

"I'm just saying that it probably wasn't done by the Xue Mo we just saw." Erfeng frowned slightly: "But that doesn't mean it wasn't done by Xue Mo No. 2, or Xiao Xue Mo, or people like Zeng Xue Yan Mo. "

"How do you understand this?" Wang Ju suddenly felt that there seemed to be a huge generation gap between himself and the next generation, no, people a few years younger, and he could no longer understand what they were saying.

"What I mean is," Erfeng explained: "There is indeed a situation where these crimes were done by others, but there is also a situation where Xue Mo has a split personality."

"Split personality?" Wang Ju frowned slightly. He knew the concept of split personality, but he had never seen a living person with split personality, and he would not have thought of this when handling the case.

"Yes." Erfeng nodded: "I have a guess. It's possible that Xue Mo's previous essay scores were really poor, which caused huge pressure and blow to him. In this case, another personality was born. Let’s call it ‘Little Blood Ink’ for now.”

"Whenever Xue Mo has no inspiration for writing, which is commonly known as 'Kawen', this 'little Xue Mo' will appear and plan a murder case without Xue Mo's knowledge, and write in Xue Mo. It was gradually completed during the course of the novel, deepening the physical feelings and making the description of the incident more realistic. "

"During this process, Xue Mo theoretically should not know, but the purpose of creating 'Little Xue Mo' is to allow him to write good documents, so he must know."

"Although he must know, it is impossible for him to remember the real thing." Erfeng paused and said, "Wang Bureau, do you understand what I say?"

"I probably understand." Wang Ju nodded awkwardly: "Go on."

"Okay." Erfeng saw Wang Ju nodded, and also nodded and continued: "In this contradiction of both wanting to know and not being able to know, Xue Mo's 'dream' came into being, and Xue Mo obtained it through this form "Little Xue Mo's memory, but for Xue Mo himself, this is just a dream, something he has never done."

"Oh." Director Wang nodded slightly.

"Do you understand?" Erfeng looked at Wang Ju with confused eyes and confirmed.

"Yes." Director Wang nodded firmly: "When you go back, you can write me a written report. I think this is very meaningful."

"Uh, okay." Although Erfeng was a little skeptical, he still nodded and added: "But this is just a personal guess on my part. It's just a hypothesis. The specific facts still need to be confirmed by evidence."

"I understand this." Wang Ju nodded, his eyes still a little confused: "Then do you want to ask Dong Peng to come out and sit down again? Then you can also take a look at him?"

"Dong Peng?" Erfeng frowned slightly, and sighed after a moment: "Forget it, I still can't see him."

"What's wrong?" Director Wang looked at Erfeng in confusion: "Didn't you analyze it very well just now?"

"No." Erfeng shook her head again: "My hypnosis failed to deal with Xue Mo this time, and I have no confidence in facing Dong Peng. Moreover, Xue Mo had consulted Dong Peng before, and you also mentioned that Dong Peng can hypnotize. I suspect that the reason why Xue Mo was not hypnotized is because Dong Peng did something. For the sake of caution, it is better not to face him head-on now."

"That makes sense." Director Wang nodded slightly: "But I still have a doubt."

"Please speak." Erfeng nodded.

"If Xue Mo can't really predict the future, then why did he know the truth about the murder of the guard at No. 2 Middle School?" Director Wang thought for a moment and continued: "Especially, he can tell the location of the murder weapon. You know, that place is not a common place to hide murder weapons, and Xue Mo may not have been there at all."

"This..." Er Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "I don't know about this. Maybe, maybe 'Little Xue Mo' happened to be nearby and saw all this?"