The next day, the studio.
Dong Yongyuan was adding water to the coffee machine, when he saw his boss walk in from the door, his expression was a bit solemn.
"Bring up a cup of coffee." Ji Lang ordered.
"Yes." Dong Yongyuan replied, turned around and quickly asked the little boss who followed in, "Boss, what happened to the boss, how do you feel a little weird today."
"Maybe... because of me." Wu Miaomiao scratched her face with some guilty conscience.
"You?" Dong Yongyuan was very curious, "Boss, what did you do?"
"I... just kissed her." Well, the kiss of her yesterday was indeed deliberate. They didn't need to kiss when the wizard gave blessings, but she has been here for so long, so what happened to her relationship? ?
Although Xianggong looked weird, he didn't say anything about her after getting up this morning, let alone glared at her, which meant that he was not angry, at most just a little embarrassed.
Yes, I must be embarrassed.
"You kissed the boss?!" Dong Yongyuan was startled.
"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao nodded triumphantly.
This proud, are the little girls so enthusiastic and active now?
"Boss, I admire you." Dong Yongyuan gave a heartfelt thumbs up.
Wu Miaomiao smiled, waved his hand to Dong Yongyuan, turned to the bathroom, and released the doll possessed by the spirit body like yesterday, and let it continue to stare outside the Internet celebrity cake shop.
Since the next goal of the liver digging devil is himself, he will definitely reappear here again, as long as I have enough patience, I don't believe I can't wait for you.
On the other side, Dong Yongyuan delivered freshly ground coffee upstairs, only to find that his boss had a pair of glasses on his face.
Wearing glasses, could it be...
"Don't let anyone go upstairs to disturb me today." Ji Lang moved the papers on the table aside and reached out to adjust the position of the monitor.
"Yes." Dong Yongyuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly responded, put down his coffee and hurried downstairs.
Before the person got down the stairs completely, he shouted excitedly: "Hey, hello, you guys don't work anymore."
"what happened?"
"I just went upstairs to deliver coffee and found that the boss was wearing glasses and was adjusting the position of the computer monitor. At the same time, he told me not to disturb anyone upstairs." Dong Yongyuan said.
The three of Beifan were startled first, then there was a burst of ecstasy on their faces, and they said in unison: "The boss wants to write a new article?"
Although the boss's eyes have heavy dark circles and red blood, they are not short-sighted. There is only a pair of blue light-proof glasses in his office. The only time he can wear glasses is when he needs to stare at the computer for a long time. Adding the action of adjusting the monitor, there is only one explanation of the opening text.
"I'll go to the readers to shout, so that everyone is ready to follow up and update." After speaking, Yi Guan snapped up and typed with his mobile phone.
Why are the four of them so excited?
Because, all four of them are Ji Lang's brain-dead fans.
Otherwise, for Ji Lang's terrible and poisonous character, the four of them have no beauty filters except Dong Yongyuan who must be an undercover agent. Who can handle it.
"I'll pick up a glass of water, or I won't have time to go for a while." As soon as Bei Fan said this, all four of them picked up their cups and ran to the pantry.
When other authors open new articles, even if they have a manuscript, they usually only put one or two chapters on the first day, and three or four chapters for more powerful ones, and then update a little bit a day until the end of the story. But their boss, the Great God Zihe, wrote a very different story.
Others serialized one chapter a day, and he serialized three chapters an hour.
When someone writes a book of hundreds of thousands of words, it will take half a month as fast and a month as slow as possible. If he writes a book of hundreds of thousands of words, it will be finished within 24 hours.
Before coming to the studio, the people in Beifan had always felt that Ji Lang had only sent out the full text after he had saved the manuscript. But after they came, they discovered that this was not the case at all. Their boss is a real humanoid typewriter in the Internet world. Two hands can produce the effect of eight hands. According to incomplete statistics, the speed is as high as twelve thousand, and the words are pearls, and they are never mixed with water.
It doesn't matter if the hand is fast, what you write is criminal investigation, don't you need to use your brain when conceiving the plot?
As a writer, the three editors are sincerely jealous!
About twenty minutes later, Yi Guan, who had been staring at his phone, yelled, "It's out, it's out, the first chapter is out."
"Look, what kind of story is this time."
"Liver-digger?!"
The four people stared at the content of the first chapter just published by Ji Lang on the web page in disbelief:
In City X, a girl who had just graduated from university was found dead in a rental house. The cause of death was that she had her liver digged out of her body. The police rushed to the scene immediately, collected fingerprints, footprints, and checked all the surveillance within 24 hours, but they did not obtain any clues.
A week later, the second victim appeared, still a female college student who had just graduated, and was still poached in the rental house. After another half month, the third victim appeared. The victim survived fortunately, but he still lost half of his liver. The city was full of wind and rain for a while, and everyone was in panic. Everyone was asking who the liver digger was?
it's me.
I am a liver digger...
Seeing this, the four people in the studio suddenly got goose bumps.
They all know that what the boss is best at is to write stories from the perspective of the criminal himself, just like the criminal himself is writing a crime note. And when readers enter the story from the perspective of a criminal, they will be more nervous and exciting.
But, the digger? There is no need for the following storyline, just these three words are already creepy.
"This?!" Dong Yongyuan is the only one of the four who knows Ji Lang's identity. He can naturally guess that the stories written by Ji Lang are all known from dreams, but the liver digger?
Dong Yongyuan has been in Ji Lang's studio for two full years. He can see that although Ji Lang possesses the ability of a nightmare, he wants to integrate into this society more than anyone. He hates insomnia, so he hardly uses his abilities actively, otherwise the power of his nightmare hasn't grown much after so many years. And all the stories he wrote, as long as they are related to more famous cases, are at least five years ago.
He knew that Ji Lang was trying to avoid suspicion, but this time, he actually took the initiative to enter the dream of a liver digger? !
Dong Yongyuan’s stunned effort, the other three people in the studio have been relieved from the initial shock, and they looked at each other: "Is the case written by the boss in the past highly similar to the real case?"
"It seems to be quite tall." Shan Junyi raised his hand weakly, "I have a cousin who is a policeman. I have asked him before, do you remember the "Crime Notes" written by the boss? I go gothically. The archives have searched for information, and the similarity is as high as 90%."
"The liver digger..." Bei Fan's voice trembled a little.
"Look down." Dong Yongyuan sighed. Since the boss has decided to write, no one can stop it. And what he wrote must be what he saw. The plot of the first chapter stops at the time when the liver-digging demon learns to return to the country and meets his girlfriend. It only takes another twenty minutes, and the second chapter will come out.
At the same time, in the criminal police brigade across the road, Huo Mingzhi received a text message from the website: [The author you are following, Zihe, has opened a new one, come and give the author a lot of support and encouragement. 】
This text message reminder was opened on the backend of the website by spending money specially, so that he could know when Ji Lang started writing the text for the first time.
Seeing the text message, Huo Ming's expression changed, and he was a little excited.
The day before yesterday, in a group of readers in Jilang where he was, the group management suddenly asked the group about the information of the survivors in the case of the liver picker. This group management usually seldom speaks, but every time he says in the group, he has credibility . Huo Mingzhi inferred that this group management must know Ji Lang and have a certain degree of contact to have such a right to speak, so he talked about group management privately and gave him the address of the hospital where the survivors were located.
Then the next afternoon, he received a call from the hospital, saying that a gloomy-looking man had missed the ward.
The gloomy appearance was the first impression Ji Lang gave.
Huo Mingzhi couldn't wait to open the website app, found the new article that Ji Lang had just posted, and got up quickly.
[It’s me, I’m the liver digger...]
With a snap, the water cup Huo Mingzhi was holding fell to the ground, shattering glass slag.
"Team Huo, you are okay." A member of the team passed by and asked with concern.
Huo Mingzhi ignored it and didn't even look at the debris on the floor. He held the phone tightly and his whole body was shaking.
"Sure enough, I knew you wouldn't stand by."
After one hour.
Ji Lang's comments are already full of various comments, all with surprise and suspicion. Although many readers have smashed Bawang tickets to ask Ji Lang to analyze the psychology of the liver-digger, the analysis is very different from directly writing the crime process from the perspective of the liver-digger.
After all, the liver-digging monster has not been arrested, and the details of the police disclosure are few.
But as the storyline unfolds, watching the story how the liver-digger met the first victim, how to plan, how to implement, how to succeed, and finally how to escape the police investigation all these details.
Everyone only felt that their backs were cold and terrifying, and then they spontaneously discussed the feasibility of the plan for the liver-digging demons in the readers.
[Wocao, I simulated it three times in my mind just now, and it seems that it really works. 】
[Me too, scared to pee. 】
[I am a policeman, I can say responsibly that the details of the crime are really feasible. And we checked afterwards, and there were almost no clues. 】
...
Wait until Ji Lang writes about the second victim.
[Every time in a public place, the victims were randomly selected, and then it took a week before they started to act, no wonder the police could not lock the suspects. 】
[I found the pattern. When the liver digger is picking the victim, he will say to the victim, your eyes are so beautiful. 】
[The rules are tedious, can you remember what a stranger said to you a week ago? 】
[Thanks for staying up late, thanks for insomnia, thanks for dark circles for saving my dog’s life. 】
...
When Ji Lang wrote about the third victim.
[I found a problem. Even if the story written by Zihe is true, even if we find this person, can we still not be convicted in reality? 】
[Wocao, I also want to say, the dripping water made by this person is not revealed, there is no evidence at all. 】
[Can this book be used as evidence? I printed it and sent it to the police station? 】
[Then according to what you said, I have read this book, can I be a witness? 】
[There is evidence, at the beginning, the liver digger dug half a liver to make medicine for the devil. That medicine is the evidence. 】
[Yes, there must be the victim's DNA in the medicine. 】
[Upstairs, isn't this demon created by Ziheda? How could it really be? 】
[Zi He Da, in order to pass the trial, almost every book will virtualize a demon, but in fact this demon is the criminal itself. So this medicine must exist. 】
[It makes sense, immediately notify the police to screen prisoners and find evidence. 】
[You guys are too excited, this is just an analysis by Ziheda based on his own understanding, not necessarily true. Please don't really go to the police, be careful to provoke a lot of trouble. 】
...
Bei Fan looked at the chat records in the group, hesitated and said, "I want to ask the boss."
"Don't go." Shan Junyi blocked, "The boss retreats codewords, do you want to die at this time?"
"Look at the fourth victim. Isn't that your neighbor? If the details are right, then..." Yi Guandao.
"The fourth victim, Xiaobei, said in the company that the boss must be clear and the details should be correct." Shan Junyi interrupted Yiguan, "Furthermore, the guy in the group was right, even if our boss reasoned. It's all right, how can you convince the police? You really go to the other side to call the police."
"Junyi is right, and you forgot, our boss' book, only the process of committing the crime is accurate. Others, such as the occupation, identity, and motivation he set up for criminals in the article, are not accurate. You report the crime, the police How to catch people and who to catch?" Dong Yongyuan asked.
When Ji Lang wrote "Criminal Notes", because the writing was so similar to the original case, Huo Mingzhi was staring at him. In order to hide his nightmare abilities and better explain himself, Ji Lang will only keep the criminal’s committing crimes in it. The rest, such as name, age, occupation, and motivation, can be directly linked to reality. He Will be replaced.
In this way, if someone asks how he knows these details again, he can say that he collected the data himself and deductively restored the crime process. And even if the other party doesn't believe it, there is no way to take him.
"I really hope that what the boss wrote is true. The liver digger is a doctor who returned to China two years ago. After such a screening, the suspect will be locked." Bei Fandao.
"What's the matter with you?" Wu Miaomiao had been feeling the same with the spirit doll before, and she didn't think about asking other people what to eat until noon when she was hungry, only to find that the atmosphere of several people was a little wrong.
"We are discussing the boss's new article." Yi Guandao.
"New text? Has the new book been published?" Wu Miaomiao was taken aback, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to check it, and found that Ji Lang had really opened the text and had already written more than 40,000 words.
"There are already so many words, let me leave a message and read it later." Wu Miaomiao quickly left a comment on "Congratulations on the public's new article" before returning to look at the specific content.
Soon, she also discovered the problem: "Liver-digger."
Almost instantly, Wu Miaomiao thought of Ji Lang's suddenly unstable aura last night. She remembered that Ji Lang said at that time that his aura was unstable because he had fallen into a dream.
Is it the dream of a liver-digging demon?
How could the grandpa suddenly write the story of the liver-digging demon? Didn't he let me take care of it, why did he write the matter of the liver-digging demon instead?
"Quickly, the boss has updated again, the fourth victim." Shan Junyi reminded.
The four of them stopped paying attention to Wu Miaomiao and looked down.
Wu Miaomiao stared upstairs in a daze. After a while, she seemed to think of something. Her eyes brightened and the corners of her mouth rose higher and higher. She ran back to the district happily, and muttered to herself happily holding her cursed doll. Wawa, did you say that Xiang Gong was because of me? He dealt with the liver-digger because of me, right?"
"Yes, it must be the case. It seems that the relationship has increased after a kiss." Wu Miao rolled into the sofa happily, and after rolling two laps, she took the initiative to unlock the witchcraft she had cast in the morning. , Recalled the spirit doll who was staying outside.
The Xianggong has already taken action, so she definitely doesn't need to worry about it, and if she accidentally catches the liver digger one step earlier than the Xianggong, wouldn't it have failed the Xianggong's heart.
"Hehehe, it feels good to be cared."
Although Ji Lang started the article temporarily, because of his own popularity and sensitivity to the subject matter, this incident quickly alarmed the police station in the city.
"Team Huo, look at this... you are already watching it." A policeman rushed into Huo Mingzhi's office with his mobile phone, trying to show him the Internet, but after he entered, he found that Huo Mingzhi was also there. Look at this.
"Are you also a fan of Zihe?" Huo Mingzhi asked.
"Yes." The little policeman's eyes lit up, and he and Team Huo actually fanned the same author.
"Do you think what he wrote is true?"
"Ziheda’s criminal reasoning logic has always been very strict, and the scenes described in the article are basically consistent with the clues we collected on the spot. I think at least the process of committing the crime is very reasonable. That is... there is no clue to lock the suspect. . Moreover, he stopped after he wrote about the fourth victim." The little policeman said.
Ji Lang has been writing books very fast. The book of Digging the Liver is only more than 50,000 words. When he wrote the last victim, he did not even write a very simple stroke of details, but at the end of the story, he used the Digging of Liver. 'S tone left a very arrogant sentence.
[I'm still in this city, can you find me? 】
"Notify everyone of the meeting." Huo Mingzhi.
All crimes in the world will leave traces. Ji Lang has actually written it very clearly in it, and the rest only needs to find him.
The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write that the arrest was completed in one go, but it was already fat, right?
Crab: Ji Lang, your hand speed is what I want to have in my dreams.
Ji Lang: So, you can only dream.
The next day, the studio.
Dong Yongyuan was adding water to the coffee machine, when he saw his boss walk in from the door, his expression was a bit solemn.
"Bring up a cup of coffee." Ji Lang ordered.
"Yes." Dong Yongyuan replied, turned around and quickly asked the little boss who followed in, "Boss, what happened to the boss, how do you feel a little weird today."
"Maybe... because of me." Wu Miaomiao scratched her face with some guilty conscience.
"You?" Dong Yongyuan was very curious, "Boss, what did you do?"
"I... just kissed her." Well, the kiss of her yesterday was indeed deliberate. They didn't need to kiss when the wizard gave blessings, but she has been here for so long, so what happened to her relationship? ?
Although Xianggong looked weird, he didn't say anything about her after getting up this morning, let alone glared at her, which meant that he was not angry, at most just a little embarrassed.
Yes, I must be embarrassed.
"You kissed the boss?!" Dong Yongyuan was startled.
"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao nodded triumphantly.
This proud, are the little girls so enthusiastic and active now?
"Boss, I admire you." Dong Yongyuan gave a heartfelt thumbs up.
Wu Miaomiao smiled, waved his hand to Dong Yongyuan, turned to the bathroom, and released the doll possessed by the spirit body like yesterday, and let it continue to stare outside the Internet celebrity cake shop.
Since the next goal of the liver digging devil is himself, he will definitely reappear here again, as long as I have enough patience, I don't believe I can't wait for you.
On the other side, Dong Yongyuan delivered freshly ground coffee upstairs, only to find that his boss had a pair of glasses on his face.
Wearing glasses, could it be...
"Don't let anyone go upstairs to disturb me today." Ji Lang moved the papers on the table aside and reached out to adjust the position of the monitor.
"Yes." Dong Yongyuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly responded, put down his coffee and hurried downstairs.
Before the person got down the stairs completely, he shouted excitedly: "Hey, hello, you guys don't work anymore."
"what happened?"
"I just went upstairs to deliver coffee and found that the boss was wearing glasses and was adjusting the position of the computer monitor. At the same time, he told me not to disturb anyone upstairs." Dong Yongyuan said.
The three of Beifan were startled first, then there was a burst of ecstasy on their faces, and they said in unison: "The boss wants to write a new article?"
Although the boss's eyes have heavy dark circles and red blood, they are not short-sighted. There is only a pair of blue light-proof glasses in his office. The only time he can wear glasses is when he needs to stare at the computer for a long time. Adding the action of adjusting the monitor, there is only one explanation of the opening text.
"I'll go to the readers to shout, so that everyone is ready to follow up and update." After speaking, Yi Guan snapped up and typed with his mobile phone.
Why are the four of them so excited?
Because, all four of them are Ji Lang's brain-dead fans.
Otherwise, for Ji Lang's terrible and poisonous character, the four of them have no beauty filters except Dong Yongyuan who must be an undercover agent. Who can handle it.
"I'll pick up a glass of water, or I won't have time to go for a while." As soon as Bei Fan said this, all four of them picked up their cups and ran to the pantry.
When other authors open new articles, even if they have a manuscript, they usually only put one or two chapters on the first day, and three or four chapters for more powerful ones, and then update a little bit a day until the end of the story. But their boss, the Great God Zihe, wrote a very different story.
Others serialized one chapter a day, and he serialized three chapters an hour.
When someone writes a book of hundreds of thousands of words, it will take half a month as fast and a month as slow as possible. If he writes a book of hundreds of thousands of words, it will be finished within 24 hours.
Before coming to the studio, the people in Beifan had always felt that Ji Lang had only sent out the full text after he had saved the manuscript. But after they came, they discovered that this was not the case at all. Their boss is a real humanoid typewriter in the Internet world. Two hands can produce the effect of eight hands. According to incomplete statistics, the speed is as high as twelve thousand, and the words are pearls, and they are never mixed with water.
It doesn't matter if the hand is fast, what you write is criminal investigation, don't you need to use your brain when conceiving the plot?
As a writer, the three editors are sincerely jealous!
About twenty minutes later, Yi Guan, who had been staring at his phone, yelled, "It's out, it's out, the first chapter is out."
"Look, what kind of story is this time."
"Liver-digger?!"
The four people stared at the content of the first chapter just published by Ji Lang on the web page in disbelief:
In City X, a girl who had just graduated from university was found dead in a rental house. The cause of death was that she had her liver digged out of her body. The police rushed to the scene immediately, collected fingerprints, footprints, and checked all the surveillance within 24 hours, but they did not obtain any clues.
A week later, the second victim appeared, still a female college student who had just graduated, and was still poached in the rental house. After another half month, the third victim appeared. The victim survived fortunately, but he still lost half of his liver. The city was full of wind and rain for a while, and everyone was in panic. Everyone was asking who the liver digger was?
it's me.
I am a liver digger...
Seeing this, the four people in the studio suddenly got goose bumps.
They all know that what the boss is best at is to write stories from the perspective of the criminal himself, just like the criminal himself is writing a crime note. And when readers enter the story from the perspective of a criminal, they will be more nervous and exciting.
But, the digger? There is no need for the following storyline, just these three words are already creepy.
"This?!" Dong Yongyuan is the only one of the four who knows Ji Lang's identity. He can naturally guess that the stories written by Ji Lang are all known from dreams, but the liver digger?
Dong Yongyuan has been in Ji Lang's studio for two full years. He can see that although Ji Lang possesses the ability of a nightmare, he wants to integrate into this society more than anyone. He hates insomnia, so he hardly uses his abilities actively, otherwise the power of his nightmare hasn't grown much after so many years. And all the stories he wrote, as long as they are related to more famous cases, are at least five years ago.
He knew that Ji Lang was trying to avoid suspicion, but this time, he actually took the initiative to enter the dream of a liver digger? !
Dong Yongyuan’s stunned effort, the other three people in the studio have been relieved from the initial shock, and they looked at each other: "Is the case written by the boss in the past highly similar to the real case?"
"It seems to be quite tall." Shan Junyi raised his hand weakly, "I have a cousin who is a policeman. I have asked him before, do you remember the "Crime Notes" written by the boss? I go gothically. The archives have searched for information, and the similarity is as high as 90%."
"The liver digger..." Bei Fan's voice trembled a little.
"Look down." Dong Yongyuan sighed. Since the boss has decided to write, no one can stop it. And what he wrote must be what he saw. The plot of the first chapter stops at the time when the liver-digging demon learns to return to the country and meets his girlfriend. It only takes another twenty minutes, and the second chapter will come out.
At the same time, in the criminal police brigade across the road, Huo Mingzhi received a text message from the website: [The author you are following, Zihe, has opened a new one, come and give the author a lot of support and encouragement. 】
This text message reminder was opened on the backend of the website by spending money specially, so that he could know when Ji Lang started writing the text for the first time.
Seeing the text message, Huo Ming's expression changed, and he was a little excited.
The day before yesterday, in a group of readers in Jilang where he was, the group management suddenly asked the group about the information of the survivors in the case of the liver picker. This group management usually seldom speaks, but every time he says in the group, he has credibility . Huo Mingzhi inferred that this group management must know Ji Lang and have a certain degree of contact to have such a right to speak, so he talked about group management privately and gave him the address of the hospital where the survivors were located.
Then the next afternoon, he received a call from the hospital, saying that a gloomy-looking man had missed the ward.
The gloomy appearance was the first impression Ji Lang gave.
Huo Mingzhi couldn't wait to open the website app, found the new article that Ji Lang had just posted, and got up quickly.
[It’s me, I’m the liver digger...]
With a snap, the water cup Huo Mingzhi was holding fell to the ground, shattering glass slag.
"Team Huo, you are okay." A member of the team passed by and asked with concern.
Huo Mingzhi ignored it and didn't even look at the debris on the floor. He held the phone tightly and his whole body was shaking.
"Sure enough, I knew you wouldn't stand by."
After one hour.
Ji Lang's comments are already full of various comments, all with surprise and suspicion. Although many readers have smashed Bawang tickets to ask Ji Lang to analyze the psychology of the liver-digger, the analysis is very different from directly writing the crime process from the perspective of the liver-digger.
After all, the liver-digging monster has not been arrested, and the details of the police disclosure are few.
But as the storyline unfolds, watching the story how the liver-digger met the first victim, how to plan, how to implement, how to succeed, and finally how to escape the police investigation all these details.
Everyone only felt that their backs were cold and terrifying, and then they spontaneously discussed the feasibility of the plan for the liver-digging demons in the readers.
[Wocao, I simulated it three times in my mind just now, and it seems that it really works. 】
[Me too, scared to pee. 】
[I am a policeman, I can say responsibly that the details of the crime are really feasible. And we checked afterwards, and there were almost no clues. 】
...
Wait until Ji Lang writes about the second victim.
[Every time in a public place, the victims were randomly selected, and then it took a week before they started to act, no wonder the police could not lock the suspects. 】
[I found the pattern. When the liver digger is picking the victim, he will say to the victim, your eyes are so beautiful. 】
[The rules are tedious, can you remember what a stranger said to you a week ago? 】
[Thanks for staying up late, thanks for insomnia, thanks for dark circles for saving my dog’s life. 】
...
When Ji Lang wrote about the third victim.
[I found a problem. Even if the story written by Zihe is true, even if we find this person, can we still not be convicted in reality? 】
[Wocao, I also want to say, the dripping water made by this person is not revealed, there is no evidence at all. 】
[Can this book be used as evidence? I printed it and sent it to the police station? 】
[Then according to what you said, I have read this book, can I be a witness? 】
[There is evidence, at the beginning, the liver digger dug half a liver to make medicine for the devil. That medicine is the evidence. 】
[Yes, there must be the victim's DNA in the medicine. 】
[Upstairs, isn't this demon created by Ziheda? How could it really be? 】
[Zi He Da, in order to pass the trial, almost every book will virtualize a demon, but in fact this demon is the criminal itself. So this medicine must exist. 】
[It makes sense, immediately notify the police to screen prisoners and find evidence. 】
[You guys are too excited, this is just an analysis by Ziheda based on his own understanding, not necessarily true. Please don't really go to the police, be careful to provoke a lot of trouble. 】
...
Bei Fan looked at the chat records in the group, hesitated and said, "I want to ask the boss."
"Don't go." Shan Junyi blocked, "The boss retreats codewords, do you want to die at this time?"
"Look at the fourth victim. Isn't that your neighbor? If the details are right, then..." Yi Guandao.
"The fourth victim, Xiaobei, said in the company that the boss must be clear and the details should be correct." Shan Junyi interrupted Yiguan, "Furthermore, the guy in the group was right, even if our boss reasoned. It's all right, how can you convince the police? You really go to the other side to call the police."
"Junyi is right, and you forgot, our boss' book, only the process of committing the crime is accurate. Others, such as the occupation, identity, and motivation he set up for criminals in the article, are not accurate. You report the crime, the police How to catch people and who to catch?" Dong Yongyuan asked.
When Ji Lang wrote "Criminal Notes", because the writing was so similar to the original case, Huo Mingzhi was staring at him. In order to hide his nightmare abilities and better explain himself, Ji Lang will only keep the criminal’s committing crimes in it. The rest, such as name, age, occupation, and motivation, can be directly linked to reality. He Will be replaced.
In this way, if someone asks how he knows these details again, he can say that he collected the data himself and deductively restored the crime process. And even if the other party doesn't believe it, there is no way to take him.
"I really hope that what the boss wrote is true. The liver digger is a doctor who returned to China two years ago. After such a screening, the suspect will be locked." Bei Fandao.
"What's the matter with you?" Wu Miaomiao had been feeling the same with the spirit doll before, and she didn't think about asking other people what to eat until noon when she was hungry, only to find that the atmosphere of several people was a little wrong.
"We are discussing the boss's new article." Yi Guandao.
"New text? Has the new book been published?" Wu Miaomiao was taken aback, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to check it, and found that Ji Lang had really opened the text and had already written more than 40,000 words.
"There are already so many words, let me leave a message and read it later." Wu Miaomiao quickly left a comment on "Congratulations on the public's new article" before returning to look at the specific content.
Soon, she also discovered the problem: "Liver-digger."
Almost instantly, Wu Miaomiao thought of Ji Lang's suddenly unstable aura last night. She remembered that Ji Lang said at that time that his aura was unstable because he had fallen into a dream.
Is it the dream of a liver-digging demon?
How could the grandpa suddenly write the story of the liver-digging demon? Didn't he let me take care of it, why did he write the matter of the liver-digging demon instead?
"Quickly, the boss has updated again, the fourth victim." Shan Junyi reminded.
The four of them stopped paying attention to Wu Miaomiao and looked down.
Wu Miaomiao stared upstairs in a daze. After a while, she seemed to think of something. Her eyes brightened and the corners of her mouth rose higher and higher. She ran back to the district happily, and muttered to herself happily holding her cursed doll. Wawa, did you say that Xiang Gong was because of me? He dealt with the liver-digger because of me, right?"
"Yes, it must be the case. It seems that the relationship has increased after a kiss." Wu Miao rolled into the sofa happily, and after rolling two laps, she took the initiative to unlock the witchcraft she had cast in the morning. , Recalled the spirit doll who was staying outside.
The Xianggong has already taken action, so she definitely doesn't need to worry about it, and if she accidentally catches the liver digger one step earlier than the Xianggong, wouldn't it have failed the Xianggong's heart.
"Hehehe, it feels good to be cared."
Although Ji Lang started the article temporarily, because of his own popularity and sensitivity to the subject matter, this incident quickly alarmed the police station in the city.
"Team Huo, look at this... you are already watching it." A policeman rushed into Huo Mingzhi's office with his mobile phone, trying to show him the Internet, but after he entered, he found that Huo Mingzhi was also there. Look at this.
"Are you also a fan of Zihe?" Huo Mingzhi asked.
"Yes." The little policeman's eyes lit up, and he and Team Huo actually fanned the same author.
"Do you think what he wrote is true?"
"Ziheda’s criminal reasoning logic has always been very strict, and the scenes described in the article are basically consistent with the clues we collected on the spot. I think at least the process of committing the crime is very reasonable. That is... there is no clue to lock the suspect. . Moreover, he stopped after he wrote about the fourth victim." The little policeman said.
Ji Lang has been writing books very fast. The book of Digging the Liver is only more than 50,000 words. When he wrote the last victim, he did not even write a very simple stroke of details, but at the end of the story, he used the Digging of Liver. 'S tone left a very arrogant sentence.
[I'm still in this city, can you find me? 】
"Notify everyone of the meeting." Huo Mingzhi.
All crimes in the world will leave traces. Ji Lang has actually written it very clearly in it, and the rest only needs to find him.
The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write that the arrest was completed in one go, but it was already fat, right?
Crab: Ji Lang, your hand speed is what I want to have in my dreams.
Ji Lang: So, you can only dream.
