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Chapter 236
If you still don't believe me, come on, you are writing a plot of the protagonist's crime, and see if the author of the novel can write it.

This time, none of them were published on the Internet, and the manuscripts were all in the hands of national security personnel.

The plot is like this, the agent meets a rich and rich girl who is molested by the rich second generation, the hero saves the beauty, beats the rich second generation, and beats the rich second generation's helper.

The rich second generation left a scene saying: Wait for me, I will kill your whole family.

The agent said: Don't wait, you will die tonight. At night, the rich second generation died.

Oh my god, Qin Yue's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes went blind when he saw this episode, just like reading a third-rate online novel.

The author's pretentious plot is embarrassing and blunt, making readers feel that their IQ has been insulted.

If it were written by Qin Yue, at least it would not be like being provoked and bullied by a brain-dead supporting role, and passers-by despised him. Power knows nothing!That's cool, right?

No matter how bad it is, the protagonist's ex-girlfriend is on the list of the rich second generation, and he comes up to you in a luxury car and spurns you. The rich second generation despises you and says that you are a poor dog, and you will never have a girlfriend in your life.

The next moment, the stunning female bully always appeared in a super luxury car, knelt down and hugged the protagonist's thigh, crying for husband, please don't leave me, I will show you in JK tonight!
As a result, when he saw the investigation behind the case file, Qin Yue was completely stunned. The bloody plot was obviously written by the author of the novel, and the manuscript was still in the hands of the national security personnel.

But an unbelievable case appeared!A rich second generation died!The death process is roughly consistent with the plot in the novel.

The rich second generation entangled a white and rich beauty, and a passer-by rescued the beauty. That night, the rich second generation was killed at home!

Suddenly, Qin Yue felt a little cold on his body.

The inexplicable horror seemed to appear and disappear by his side, once or twice was a coincidence, how about three or four times?Especially the fourth time, it can no longer be described as a coincidence!It can be summed up completely as supernatural.

Fear almost dominated Qin Yue at this time.

In the interrogation room, Qin Yue just quietly looked at the man in front of him.

This man's name is Fang Shuoxin, he is 31 years old, he is from F City, and he is an online novel writer by profession... In the end, he is an orphan.

At the age of three, Fang Shuoxin was found outside the orphanage and was adopted by the orphanage.

The lucky Fang Shuoxin was adopted at the age of six.

Until the age of 17, the adoptive parents died in a car accident
Fang Shuoxin, who didn't go to college, has lived alone until now. To be honest, this person is quite troubled!
We all know that orphans in novels are not simple, but the problem is that this is not a novel, but reality, so this Fang Shuoxin in front of him is indeed very hard.

God seemed to be teasing him on purpose.Through national security investigations.

In recent years, Fang Shuoxin has made a living from writing.

Of course, it doesn't seem to be very successful. Since I started to contact the web writing industry four years ago, my monthly income is only a few thousand, and my monthly income is only a few hundred.

But at least it would allow him to make ends meet and not starve to death. On weekdays, Fang Shuoxin seldom went out. Firstly, his financial resources did not allow him, and secondly, he had no friends.

Sanlian doesn't even have a girlfriend, a standard single dog, what's the point of going out?Such a house-shattering person who basically only goes out once every ten days and a half months.

He actually wrote a weird novel, isn't it a bit unbelievable, so, facing such a novel writer, even the national security personnel were confused.

Of course, Qin Yue is also quite confused now, "The source of inspiration for your works, the source of creation, let me answer this question in a little more depth from this perspective."

Qin Yue looked at each other, Fang Shuoxin's eyes.

"Ah." Looking flustered, Fang Shuoxin still whispered: "The source of creation may be because I once wanted to be an agent. I just wanted to write down my dream and express the image of an agent in my imagination. Write it down in words."

"Understood, so the source of creation of the work is actually my own ideal."

Qin Yue nodded: "Everyone has a dream, but how do you set up each plot? The secret agent theme has relatively high requirements for detailed logic, and it is relatively difficult to prepare and find information, right?"

"Well, that's right."

Fang Shuoxin's eyes lit up when he heard Qin Yue's words, as if he had found a confidant, he said quickly: "Writing a novel itself is more complicated, with all kinds of brains, thinking, and logic. I haven't read many stories about secret agents before. Books, I also found some inspiration from those books, I have to find information every day, find some materials about secret agents, and write them in words.”

"The protagonist you wrote is vivid and interesting." When Qin Yue said this, he was a little against his will: "When creating, will the characters choose their prototypes from the people they know around them?"

"This..." Fang Shuoxin showed a hint of embarrassment on his face: "As for the portrayal of characters, I am actually the kind of small and funny type. Sometimes it is easy to substitute myself in, or it may be because of the previous writing. Most of the time, it’s this style. As for the skills, I really don’t have it. I just write what I think of. Maybe I personally like to watch some funny video clips, and I use them in the book from time to time. It’s quite not bad.

Ha Qinyue couldn't help but want to laugh.

Xin said: It seems that what you wrote is not as good as you think it is, right?

But the prototype of the protagonist is yourself... Thinking of this, Qin Yue narrowed his eyes and looked carefully again.

He is 1.8 meters tall, thin, shy, and ordinary. When he is not talking about books, he speaks hesitantly. No wonder his writing is unsuccessful.

Throwing this image into the novel certainly does not fit the image of an agent in the novel.

But if it is reality, Qin Yue narrowed his eyes: "There is a question. When you were 17 years old, your adoptive parents passed away in a car accident. You were not at home for a year. Can you tell me where you went?"

"That's when I was very sad."

Perhaps thinking of his adoptive parents, Fang Shuoxin had a sad look on his face: "I traveled all over the country by myself for a whole year, and when I finally returned home, I basically never traveled far again."

"Do you have any friends?" Qin Yue continued to ask.

"No."

Fang Shuoxin shook his head: "In reality, on the Internet, there are basically no friends."

Qin Yue's head exploded a little, and his heart felt like ten thousand alpacas galloping past.

No lie!

In all the questions and answers just now, the other party was basically telling the truth, and there were no lies.

Could it be that there is really the possibility of supernatural things happening?
(End of this chapter)