Who moved my novel?

"Quick! Outflank from the right!"

Wang Ju never dreamed that the secret of the blood-ink novel was that Dong Peng had hypnotized him.

Director Wang never imagined that dozens of people on his side could not watch a single Dong Peng!

"Damn it!" Wang Ju hammered the steering wheel hard, and instantly the car's horn sounded like a piercing whistle.

"Wang Ju, don't worry." Zhao Feng on the side quickly reassured Wang Ju: "Now that we know the truth, we just need to catch him. To say the least, even if we can't catch him, we can't openly commit the crime. Yes, this is a good thing anyway.”

"But how could he run away!" Wang Ju said bitterly.

While Dong Peng was hypnotizing Xue Mo, police officers were always guarding the outside. When the hypnosis was lifted and people were consulted and explained, Director Wang immediately ordered them to rush in and arrest the person. But when a group of police officers rushed in, they only saw Dong Peng jumping from the window sill.

If it was just like this, Dong Peng wouldn't be able to run away. After all, with Wang Bureau's rich experience, he still knew how to arrange the manpower outside the window. But then something happened again. Dong Peng actually turned over and got into a car that had been parked outside for a long time. Under the car.

When the city bureau officers removed the car, they were left with only a hollow, dark rain well.

"It's easy to say that he walked along the sewer." Zhao Feng opened an electronic drawing and said: "According to the construction situation of underground pipelines in Chixin City, there are only three directions in which he can run. We only need to block them one by one. ”

This is good news. The place where Xuemo's residence is located is an old city. The sewers are not connected to the main city. Most of them are very narrow and cannot pass people. This undoubtedly provides the people from the city bureau with the opportunity to arrest Dong Peng. Excellent condition.

"Bureau Wang." However, just when everyone thought that this matter was about to make progress, the police who entered the sewer suddenly sent the news: "Bureau Wang! There is an injured person in the sewer and his life is in danger! Please support! Repeat that ! There is an injured person in the sewer, his life is in danger! "Please help!"

…

I don’t know if he has seen too much recently. When Wang Ju saw the deceased, he didn’t have much emotion. He just glanced at it blankly, and then arranged for people to continue arresting Dong Peng while asking for the details of the deceased.

"Who is this person? Does he have any documents or characteristics that can prove his identity?"

"Bureau Wang, he is a reporter." The policeman who first discovered the deceased, or was still injured at the time, took out an evidence bag from his pocket and handed it to Director Wang: "This is his press pass. !”

"This is a paparazzi!" Zhao Feng came over, took one look at the ID and the condition of the deceased and said, "99% of this person is a paparazzi, not a serious reporter."

"Paparazzi?" Wang Ju raised his eyebrows slightly: "Did you see anything else where he was found?"

"This, Bureau Wang!" Another policeman crawled out from the sewer opening, carrying an evidence bag with a notebook in his hand: "Bureau Wang, this seems to be his tracking diary!"

"Who are you following?" When Director Wang heard this, he immediately picked up the notebook and looked through it.

"Is this... blood ink?" Zhao Feng, who was coming over, just saw the beginning and his face darkened.

This person is really, it is not good to follow anyone. You must follow an author who writes and dies wherever he goes. He is really an old man who hangs himself - he is impatient with life!

#This Xuemo seems to be a bit of a homebody. He didn't go out today.

#This Xue Mo is indeed a bit of a homebody, and he didn’t go out today.

#This Xue Mo is probably a homebody. He hasn't gone out for three days. He only threw out some garbage and left it at the door. He didn't even take it out to throw away.

#ThisXuemo is a dead house! Four days! Why don't you come out and take a look! The outside world is wonderful!

#It’s the fifth day, Xuemo, if you don’t come out, I’ll leave!

#XXX, silly leader X, asked me to follow such a guy who never goes out. What does this ask me to investigate? Investigate how he raises cats? But having said that, Xue Mo is really good to his cat. He consumes more cat food boxes than kitchen garbage every day, but... I don’t know what his cat looks like and what breed it is.

#FXXK! I can't stand it anymore! Whoever wants to come will come! A week! I only went downstairs to throw out the trash twice in the entire week! Is this still a human being? This Xuemo doesn't want to eat?

#ThankGod! Thank you Buddha and Jade Emperor Guanyin! Thank you Christ Lord Jehovah! He's out! Hahaha! he! out! Come! Got it!

Wait, he went back again? he? He just took a courier and went back? ! ! !

…

The entire note is filled with despair.

Of course, as a paparazzi, I want to dig out some tidbits, but unfortunately, the attributes of the bloody and ink dead house broke all the illusions of this poor paparazzi.

The only half-written article is titled "Humanity Is Twisted?" Moral loss? A well-known writer has a secret meeting with a courier boy? Did that happen? 》

At first glance, it looks like a headline-selling report, but it did capture everyone's attention.

It's just a bit strange that this report was shelved halfway through writing, and there is no other content after it.

"Wait!" Zhao Feng, who has been in the celebrity circle, knows the paparazzi best and knows that nothing will make them give up a report that may attract attention. If there is, it will be a report that will attract more attention.

"Wang Ju, lend me your notes!" Zhao Feng had a guess in his mind and extended his hand to Wang Ju.

"Here." Wang Ju nodded and handed over the notebook.

"Let me see." Zhao Feng muttered as he placed the notebook flat in front of his eyes, and at the same time took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight.

"Ha! Sure enough!" Zhao Feng couldn't help but pat his thigh after taking a look: "Director Wang, sure enough, there is still content on the back of this notebook, but it was torn off!"

"Buzz!" Just as Zhao Feng and others were surprised, the sound of a car starting quietly sounded, but because everyone's attention was on the notebook, no one paid attention to the sound.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

"Director Wang, look!"

Amid the exclamation of a policeman, and the surprised eyes of Director Wang and Zhao Feng and others, the car that had just stopped next to it and blocked the sewer pipe before actually started by itself and drove quickly into the distance!