Who moved my novel?

"What? Theft?" Dong Peng looked at the police in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

Yesterday he had been contacting the Blood Ink Brothers, but he did not receive a call from the Public Security Bureau. As a result, he was blocked by the police at his doorstep early this morning.

"Yes, after our investigation, this is a case of theft." The criminal police nodded: "We are tracking down the suspect's clues. Please be patient and wait for our news."

"Impossible, how could it be theft!" Dong Peng looked at the criminal police dissatisfiedly: "You say my apprentice is a thief without any clues, I can sue you for slander!"

"The evidence you want is all here, take a look for yourself." The criminal police handed the information in his hand to Dong Peng: "The surrounding surveillance has clearly captured the scene of him moving things, and there is no one else."

The police looked like a business person, and spoke without any emotion.

"It's possible that he was coerced!" Dong Peng still insisted: "I ask you to re-investigate!"

"Don't make a move." The criminal police slapped Dong Peng's hand that wanted to grab his collar: "You can also be arrested for obstructing public service."

"You!" Dong Peng frowned: "I know your Director Zhu, if you continue to have this attitude, I will go to him to report you!"

"It's up to you." The criminal police nodded indifferently: "The county magistrate might as well take care of it now. I said, we have determined that this matter is theft, you just wait for us to arrest people."

In fact, he didn't want this to happen, but someone has to take the blame for this kind of thing. As Director Zhu's confidant, there is nothing he can do about it.

"Brother, stop making trouble." The criminal police didn't want to have a real conflict with Dong Peng. After saying the harsh words, he comforted him: "You are just looking for someone. No matter what you report, you will find him. Don't worry too much. Just wait for the news."

"But..."

"Brother, don't be so persistent. You know what's going on." After saying that, the criminal police patted Dong Peng on the shoulder and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Dong Peng called the criminal police from behind.

"What's wrong?"

"Forget it." Dong Peng took a deep breath and said slowly: "I won't report this case. Don't look for it."

...

"Mom, mom, what is this?"

In the square, a child pointed to a huge yellow box and asked.

"This is a lunch box." The woman squatted down and said patiently: "Before, when mom was not at home, you and dad ordered takeout in this kind of box, didn't you?"

"Oh, right!" The child thought about it and jumped up happily: "Mom, is there a lot of delicious food in this box!"

As he said, he was about to run to the side of the box.

"Hey! Kunkun, don't go over there!" The woman quickly stopped the child.

I heard that for this takeaway expo, Meima spent more than 100,000 to build this super large takeaway box. She didn't dare let the child touch it.

"Kunkun, this is a model. Do you remember the model the teacher talked about?" The woman patiently taught the child.

"Remember!" Kunkun said crisply: "The model looks very similar, but it is actually a fake thing."

"Yes, that's right, the takeaway box is also fake, so inside..."

...

"So there is nothing inside."

"Um, woo!"

Also secretly, he was making as much sound as possible.

Why, why are there voices everywhere around, but no one pays attention to him?

He was desperate, he didn't know where he was.

"Woo woo woo!" He made as much noise as possible, hoping to attract other people's attention.

But it was in vain. He had spent a day proving this, although he didn't know how long it had passed.

"Beep-beep-" the microphone sounded.

"Dear users, colleagues, and... Oh, it seems that there is no and, I feel that everyone here seems to have ordered takeout, right?" The host's humorous opening attracted everyone's attention, including him in the dark.

What event is this?

"Welcome everyone to participate in the takeout expo jointly organized by Meile.com and Hungry Group!"

What? ! It turned out to be a takeout expo!

His emotions suddenly became excited.

He knew about this event. Meile.com was promoting this event when he was still a rider!

They were also organized by Meile.com officials and came to see the venue in advance!

If it was that place...

His brain was working fast.

There were many places where people could hide in the event venue, but there were not many places where tourists' voices could be clearly heard.

Under the stage? No.

Storage room? Not like that.

Inflatable dolls? The space is wrong.

Spare merchandise display cabinet? No, merchandise display cabinets may be used at any time. No one would hide in them unless they want to be discovered.

What is that place?

Under the threat of death, his brain was working fast.

Dark, ventilated, he could hear the voices of the rostrum and tourists, and it seemed that there was a yellow box around...

Wait!

He suddenly thought of something!

Yellow box?

That giant takeaway box?

"Although this takeaway box is made of pure plastic and completely restores the original appearance of the takeaway box, it is actually very strong because the plastic used is special."

This is what the staff at the venue said when a takeaway man wanted to touch the box.

Of course, this sentence is not the point, the point is...

"Of course this takeout box is empty, after all, it has to be perfectly restored."

Could it be...

"Gudong."

He could clearly hear the sound of his swallowing.

He was actually trapped in the takeout box!

But...why did it feel like he was in the air?

He stretched his limbs as hard as he could, trying to touch the ground or the side of the box.

However, he couldn't touch it at all.

"Woo woo woo!" Knowing where he was, he tried to use the sound to attract other people's attention again.

"Woo woo!"

"Mom, did you hear any sound?" A heavenly voice came.

Someone heard him!

"Woo woo woo!" He shouted even harder.

"What sound is that? Kunkun?" the woman asked gently.

Tell her, tell her quickly!

He was shouting wildly in his heart, and as long as someone heard it, it would be easy to rescue him.

"Mom, listen." However, the child's next sentence made him desperate: "Listen, it's the sound of my stomach growling."

The tender voice of a child was originally a heavenly sound, but at this moment, it was so desperate.

"Woo woo!" He tried his best to shout again.

However, the response to him was indeed...

"Hahaha, Kunkun is so cute. There will be a tasting session later. Kunkun, don't be anxious, okay?"

"Okay!" Kunkun replied obediently.

A warm and harmonious conversation.

As cold as ice.

"Tick!" The pale yellow liquid dripped from his pants and fell to the bottom of the box after a while.