Detectives of Detective World

In the shop full of tea fragrance, the soothing light music and the warm bright yellow and warm lighting together create this quiet and comfortable space.

In the increasingly cold street, sitting here and drinking a cup of warm black tea can not be more comfortable.

Sitting on the seats facing the street, the two men savoured the black tea in front of them.

"Purple daisies."

Tang Ze said with a smile: "The boss has a heart. In this cold season, he specially prepared purple daisies to prevent colds."

"Well, in addition to this, it is also paired with German chamomile." Sanzhifeng smiled and said, "This is also a combination for enhancing immunity."

"Besides, there is lemongrass." Tang Ze thought, "But besides that, there is one more."

Sanzhi Fengjian took a sip of the tea again, savoring the taste of the black tea, but, like Tang Ze, he didn't know what the last match of the tea was.

"It's sweet tea."

Just when the two were silent, a female voice suddenly sounded, causing the two to look back unconsciously.

I saw a middle-aged woman in a white apron walking towards the two with a smile on her face.

"Ah, it turned out to be sweet tea." Sanzhi Fengjian suddenly said: "No wonder it has a noble sweetness."

Tang Ze nodded in agreement, smiling and thanking the proprietress who gave the dessert.

"It turns out that the two of you know each other." The proprietress looked at the two and said, "Before, I always watched you come alone."

Speaking of this, the proprietress looked at the two of them, as if she had seen a long-term friend whom they met because of black tea, and as if she had seen two lonely people meet their companions, her eyes were full of happiness: "You two take it slow."

The two thanked them again, and when the proprietress left, Tang Ze put down the teacup and looked at Sanzhifeng with a smile: "I knew I would see you here today, so I took the book with me.

I have read the works of Mr. Zhongyuexiu before. "

"I wonder what Mr. Tang Ze thinks?" San Zhifeng asked after hearing the words.

"Although it is very gorgeous in writing and rhetoric, the more you read it, the more bland it becomes."

Tang Ze shook his head: "This is a common problem with many bad reasoning works. Because we can't conceive of good tricks or puzzles, we can't give readers a sense of expectation."

"It's like a little girl who learns her mother's makeup, but only imitates it."

Sanzhi Fengjian commented bitterly: "The maturity and refinement of the works are still far from enough, and he is not a real writer."

"But on the cover of the book you borrowed from me, there is a certain critic who spoke highly of the book."

"Ah."

Sanzhi Fengjian sneered: "So those so-called critics are just greedy people who make money through channels.

For the sake of money and women, you can distort your language and will, and sincerely appreciate a clumsy move. "

"But it's a pity that the image you hate does exist." Tang Ze said with emotion: "It's too difficult to notarize something like public opinion, but it's easy to reverse black and white."

Some people turn bad into good for the sake of profit, and some people are jealous of others' interests, so they start pouring dirty water on other people's works. "

"This is society."

Kazami Sanzhi laughed at himself: "No matter where you live, you will inevitably encounter such disgusting things."

So men have been living alone and never got married at this age.

Perhaps it was because he was alone, and he had seen enough of the evil in this society, and finally chose loneliness.

Although people like him don't feel lonely.

Tang Ze thought with some emotion, but such thoughts only flashed in his mind.

"Speaking of which, I have heard that there is a very credible critic among the fans of mystery novels."

He sipped his lipstick tea to hide his daze for a moment, put down the teacup, looked at Sanzhifeng with a smile, and said, "My assistant, Miss Watson, learned about this blog from netizens.

As for the name "Fighting Poison with Poison, Poison's Mystery Novel Investigation Diary", my online name is "Poison".

As his name suggests, he is a very vicious critic.

And his evaluation of Zhongyue Xiu was unexpectedly the same as yours, Mr. Sanzhi.

They all feel that Zhongyuexiu lacks the necessary sense of inferiority and desire as a writer. In other words, he lacks some shortcomings. "

When Tang Ze said these words, he carefully observed Sanzhi Kazami's expression, and from his slightly surprised and flickering eyes, he confirmed that the critic named "Poison" was the other party.

"I think the critic called "Poison" should be you, Mr. Sanzhi."

In fact, the evaluation of "poison" has been widely circulated. Nanatsuki Yueshui also saw some netizens quoting each other's words on the Internet, and found that it was exactly the same as the evaluation of Sanzhi Kazami, and then began to gradually overlap the two.

And it was precisely because Koshisui Nanatsuki discovered this clue that Tang Ze wanted to express his gratitude, and decided to bring a thank-you gift to Koshimizu Nanatsuki by the way when he bought tea today.

And it was precisely because he decided to come to the black tea shop today that he met Poison himself today, giving him the opportunity to ask him face-to-face.

It can only be said that the fate is really amazing enough. It feels like a drink and a peck.

Facing Tang Ze's question, Sanzhi Fengjian was silent for a while, and then he bowed slightly and acquiesced in his identity.

"So you are a critic."

Tang Ze sighed with a smile: "Although it's a bit of a stereotype, it really is a profession that fits your image. Maybe the real critic is just like you.

Only a critic like you can write comments that fans trust. "

"You are overrated."

Sanzhi Fengjian opened his mouth and said, "I just wrote down my thoughts on the Internet, it's not a proper job.

Even if something happens to me one day, the news reports will not say that I am a critic, but will say that I am San Zhi Feng Jian, male, 42 years old, unemployed. "

"But that's why you can get rid of the shackles of money and interests and write down your true feelings, right?"

Tang Ze said with a smile, "It is precisely because of this that you can gain the trust of your fans."

"Mr. Tang Ze, you are an excellent novelist. You have something to prove yourself. I like your books very much."

Sanzhifeng heard the words and said, "But I'm different. I'm a critic when I say it nicely, but in fact only I know it. I'm just venting my anger by criticizing other people's novels."

"Venting his anger?" Tang Ze said in surprise, "I don't know why?"

"Because I've always wanted to write a novel, but I haven't written one until now."

When San Zhifeng saw this, she looked at Tang Ze: "To be honest, I envy Mr. Tang Ze for your talent.

But I take the liberty to ask, I don't seem to have seen Mr. Tang Ze write a book recently. Why? "

"Maybe it's because work is too busy."

Tang Ze smiled awkwardly instead of politely: "And what I experience every day is like a novel, I really don't want to relive those tragic stories."

"I think you should write it down."

Seeing this, San Zhifeng looked at Tang Ze seriously and said, "I sincerely hope that you can write a book based on your own experience.

Everyone knows that you are a Ming criminal, and you must have experienced many trembling crimes.

I hope you can write it down, not to tell readers how wonderful crime can be.

But to tell them that even such a crime will be arrested by an existence like you. "

"What you said is too exaggerated." Tang Ze quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm really not as powerful as you think."

"No, this is my true feeling."

Sanzhi Kaze said with a serious expression: "I have read a lot of your reports, and there are many cases in which I can't conceive of a different way of doing it.

Just now I saw that you solved one answer after another, and I couldn't help but sigh, but also had an inexplicable awe for you.

Your existence keeps telling me not to commit crimes, or you will definitely be discovered by you. "

"It's too exaggerated." Tang Ze shook his head, but he was undeniably moved: "But I will seriously consider it."

In fact, after relying on system rewards to publish a few books at the beginning, he didn't care much about his identity.

However, as he experienced more and more cases, and those unforgettable cases accumulated more and more, he had the urge to record them.

Some tragedies deserve to be known and alerted to.

In some cases, as Sanzhi Kazami said, it can be used as a silent warning.

It makes people feel in awe of crime and understand what it means to be sloppy and not leaking in the sky net.

"Please think about it." Sanzhi Kaze said excitedly: "I will seriously read the truthful evaluation!"

"That's really scary."

Tang Ze teased and smiled when he met San Zhifeng.

The two tacitly picked up the black tea and touched it. After drinking the tea, Tang Ze directly changed the subject: "By the way, in reality, the British ancient knife that Mr. Yuexiu used to commit crimes, and the book "Wounds and Knives" that you borrowed from me. The favorite knife used by the protagonist is the same."

Sanzhifeng opened his mouth when he saw it, took a slight breath and guessed, "Maybe he projected himself onto the protagonist of that book."

"Indeed, it makes sense."

Tang Ze nodded and said, "In that novel, the protagonist who was betrayed by his lover used that British dagger to kill someone."

"En." Sanzhi Fengjian picked up the teacup and drank the tea again, as if to hide the unnatural feeling in his expression.

"It's getting late, I should go back too."

Tang Ze was the first to speak in silence after drinking all the tea left in the cup.

He got up to say goodbye to Sanzhi Fengjian, and left with a few boxes of tea that the proprietress had packed for him.

Returning home, Tang Ze and Ayako still insisted on taking a walk in the cold wind after eating.

However, halfway through the original journey, the original breeze suddenly began to lose his temper, forcing the two to return to the original path to avoid the increasingly violent wind.

Back home, because it was still early, Tang Ze and the two chose a foreign movie to pass the time.

This is a classic old movie called "Admission Notice".

After all, this is the kind of movie that is based on real events where reality is more outrageous than movies.

To put it simply, the protagonist did not get into the university, and then he and his good friends made a fake university to admit him.

Who knew that when the school started, he found a bunch of people coming to sign up.

The reason is that when the good friends set up the website, they directly created the registration window for the website, and then admitted hundreds of students all at once.

Originally, the protagonist felt that things were getting bigger, and he planned to dissolve directly after finishing talking about the situation.

But because all the students here are unwilling to accept students from other universities, the protagonist is relentless and lets the university stay.

After that, the university was just doing nothing, everyone taught each other, and they learned what they liked.

Then he was sued by the university next to him in court. The protagonist won the final victory, and the fake finally became the real one.

Well, isn't it very cool?

Especially when Tang Ze saw that the film was adapted from reality, he was immediately stunned.

This guy is outrageous. Everyone writes novels, YY, and you act it out yourself.

Overall, it's a very good movie, entertaining and educational.

Of course, happy times always pass quickly, and when he wakes up, Tang Ze has to face the cruel reality again.

The next morning, Tang Ze brought the tea to Koshimizu Nanatsuki. While thanking the other party for providing useful information, he also informed the other party of the accidental encounter and conversation yesterday.

"So then, that Mr. Poison is really Mr. Sanzhi."

After listening to Tang Ze's words, Yueshui Nanatsu looked a little happy: "At the time, I thought the two were the same person.

After all, it is not common for people with vicious tongues like him, not to mention the evaluation of Mr. Zhongyue Xiu, which is consistent with the evaluation on the online blog.

At the time, although I thought it might be a person, I didn't expect you to verify it so quickly, senior.

But even if he knew his occupation, he only knew a little more about him, but it didn't help the case. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

What are we going to investigate next? Are you waiting for the approval of Mr. Zhongyuexiu's interview procedures? "

"Come with me to a tea party tomorrow."

Tang Ze tapped the keyboard and said, "Yesterday, Mr. Sanzhi suggested me to write a new work, and I thought of a fairly good story.

I plan to show him after I finish writing it today and ask Mr. Mie for his opinion. "

"Writing a book in one day?" Qishui Yueshui walked behind Tang Ze and looked at it: "Senior, are you sure it's alright?"

"Of course, it's just a short story."

Tang Ze kept typing on the keyboard and replied at the same time: "And it's just the first draft. If Mr. Sanzhi thinks this story is good, I will expand it."

"I wonder if Mr. Sanzhi will be satisfied."

Yueshui Qitsuki looked at the computer with deep meaning and teased Tang Ze: "Senior, you have to write a work that will satisfy Mr. Sane.

If you accidentally roll over and get criticized for being useless, you won't be able to hang up your face. "

"Don't worry, I still have some confidence."

After Tang Ze replied with a smile, he urged Yueshui Nanatsuki to leave with the tea leaves, lest she interrupt her thoughts.

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