i must be in hell

"Let's play a guessing game."

"Xiao Zhang decided to murder his girlfriend. On his birthday, he coaxed his girlfriend to eat a cake containing lethal chemicals. After destroying the evidence, he pretended that his girlfriend committed suicide by taking poison. However, a few days later, Xiao Zhang was arrested by the criminal police on the spot when receiving the courier. Question : Where is Xiao Zhang's weakness?"

After typing this line, Ning Xiao let out a long sigh of relief, then packed the folder and mailed it to the editor.

After a while, he received a reply.

"What's going on with the puzzle this time?"

Ning Xiao replied to him: "Don't ask me such low-level questions, think for yourself."

"Damn, can you stop using such a contemptuous tone! Can I guess that I still use it to ask you?" The editor obviously frowned. Don't feel guilty?"

"If I have to feel guilty about everything I do, I'll never do anything else for the rest of my life. See you soon."

Before waiting for the editor's reply, Ning Xiao quit QQ, and finally relaxed.

This time, he has been delaying the manuscript for a full week. No wonder the editor would be furious, and the printing factory must have already been urging it.But there is no way, even if Holmes is as wise as Holmes, it is impossible for him to predict the day when he also stumbles on the edge of the cliff.Similarly, Ning Xiao could not predict that he would be trapped for so long because of a suicide case.

After gaining complete freedom, Ning Xiao stayed at home for three whole days, busy writing the manuscript day and night.I finally got it done just now and sent it to the editor for review.And that last guessing game is a ritual at the end of each of his books.Leaving a riddle for readers, and not announcing the answer until the next book-this is also a disguised sales promotion.

Ning Xiao kicked the leg of the table, and the computer chair with wheels slid him to the window. He opened the curtain, and the sunlight outside the window stung his eyes instantly.

"The weather is so good?"

Ning Xiao squinted his eyes and relaxed his muscles and bones.Since the weather is nice today, it's time to go out and find something to do.Just do what you want, get dressed, brush your teeth, and within 5 minutes, Ning Xiao walked out of the house with his coat on.

He walked out of the community and greeted the uncles and aunts he met on the road.

"Xiao Ning, I haven't seen you for a few days, what are you doing?" An aunt who just came back from the morning market greeted him when she saw him.

"Morning, Aunt Zhao. I just work at home and I'm too busy to come out."

"Hey, it's not good for young people, pay more attention to your body." Aunt Zhao quickly took out a hot pancake from her pocket and handed it to him, "I don't think you have had breakfast yet, take it. Go out for a walk more often in the future, don't be old." Boring at home."

"I know." Ning Xiao accepted Auntie's kindness and took the cake. "I'm leaving first, and I have to open a shop."

"Go, go, be busy."

After bidding farewell to acquaintances, Ning Xiao walked out of the gate of the community and turned right, and stopped at the door of a store within 50 meters.Xiaoxiao Bookstore, a small bookstore with an area of ​​less than [-] square meters, is squeezed into two high-end women's clothing stores around it. Compared with it, it is a short and poor native.

Ning Xiao stepped forward, took out the key to unlock the gate, and lifted his hands up vigorously.

Hula lala, the rolling gate was instantly closed to the top, revealing two old wooden doors that were also worn out.Ning Xiao took out another key to open the wooden door, and then entered the store.

The air in the store was filled with a musty smell, Ning Xiao hurriedly opened all the windows for ventilation, and pushed all the two wooden doors open to let the air circulate to the greatest extent.If he didn't come for a while, the dust accumulated on the books would be ignored, but even the boss's desk was covered with dust, which Ning Xiao couldn't bear.He quickly pulled out a rag and wiped off the dust on the table before he sat down on the stool.

"Ah, comfortable."

No, I seem to have forgotten to wipe the chair just now.Ning Xiao raised his butt, thinking about it or forget it, anyway, sooner or later the pants will be dirty, so let's use them to wipe the chair first.

The so-called boss desk is actually an old desk placed near the door of the bookstore.Usually when there are customers, he will pay the bill here. When there are no customers, Ning Xiao can sit quietly for an afternoon and read his book.

This little life is quite happy, but the business is not very good, if not for the fact that he can still write novels and sell them for money, Ning Xiao has already gone to the streets to drink the northwest wind.

There was still a science fiction novel he read a few days ago spread out on the table, and he had only read half of it. Ning Xiao finished eating the scallion pancakes given by his aunt, wiped his hands, and flipped through the book again. Transit is fleeting.Watching the door in this bookstore, sitting for two days, sometimes no one came in for a whole day, Ning Xiao could bear his temper, anyway, he didn't rely on this to make money.

On this day, Boss Ning spent another whole day in the bookstore.When the first batch of guests entered the door, it was already evening before we knew it.Ning Xiao twisted his sore waist, looked at the children who entered the room, and continued reading.

Generally, the most customers in bookstores are students from nearby schools. They often come over to read books together after school. Ning Xiao doesn't chase them away. The children also treat Boss Ning as an invisible person, and the two sides live in peace.But today, Ning Xiao couldn't keep silent even if he wanted to.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"what?"

"An accident happened at Zhang Weiwei's house in class [-] next door!"

"Ah, I know that. Zhang Weiwei was the first to see his mother committing suicide by drinking poison at home. I heard that she died a miserable death!"

Ning Xiao moved, he is now a little sensitive to the word "suicide".

The brats over there were still discussing, talking with excitement.

"It seems that when Zhang Weiwei found out, his mother was still breathing. He tried to rescue him but failed, so he watched his mother writhing on the ground like a fish, and it took a long time before she died."

"My uncle lives near their house. I heard that when the police went there, the house was full of feces and urine!"

"Haha, no way, Zhang Weiwei peed his pants in fright because of his fucking death!"

"so funny!"

Several half-grown children made fun of other people's death, full of disapproval.For children of this age, they don't understand what death really means. To them, other people's tragedies are equivalent to a plot in a TV series, or an exciting plot in a novel, which can be laughed at for fun.

The innocence of a child becomes extraordinarily cruel at this time.

"do not make noise."

Just when a few little kids were talking vigorously, a big hand came over them and pulled out the book in their hands.

Ning Xiao was carrying the book, and said to the little devils: "Spitting out the whole book, thank you, I don't think you need your help to clean these books yet."

"If you want to read a book, be quiet and don't make noise." After saying these few words, he put the book into the child's hand again. "Don't leave any saliva, do you think you're still in kindergarten?"

The children who were named by him fell silent for a moment, looked at each other a few times, stood up and walked out after a while, and started to complain as soon as they went out.

"Who is it, you are not allowed to talk, and you are not allowed to fart, you want to suffocate me to death."

"This uncle is out of his mind."

"My mother said that he is worthless. After we graduate from college, we must be much better than him!"

"I know how to bully children..."

The little ghosts ran away, but the voice of complaints still came from afar, and the volume was not controlled at all.Ning Xiao didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, if he was still in his twenties and cares about these brats, his age would really be in vain.

He picked up the books thrown on the ground by the little ghosts, dusted them off, and stuffed them into the bookshelves.Time is really unforgiving. I still remember that he was still climbing trees and catching cicadas with neighbor children more than ten years ago, and in a blink of an eye he became the uncle of the children.Ning Xiao sighed again, the life of the children these days is completely different from theirs, the life is too good, and the temper is spoiled too much.

"One by one, there is excess nutrition."

After packing up the books, when Ning Xiao wanted to turn around, he was startled by a figure behind him.

A tall child was standing at the door of his store at some point, and the strangest thing was that the child was holding a brick in his hand.

What does this kid want?

Ning Xiao hadn't had time to take any defensive measures when he saw the kid give him a blank look, turn around and run away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Boss Liu Ning stood there alone, a little unhappy.

"The recent child is really incomprehensible."

It was getting late, Ning Xiao simply closed the door, anyway, it seemed that he didn't expect to get any business today.

It gets dark early in winter, and the sky is almost completely dark at five or six o'clock.When Boss Ning cleared the table and went to close the door, he almost couldn't see where the lock was.At this time, the street lights were not on yet, so he could only look for the keyhole with the faint light.It happened that the leaky house was raining all night again, and when he was groping to lock the door, a black shadow moved over, blocking the only light in this direction.

Ning Xiaonu, who on earth is so short-sighted!

"good evening."

A magnetic voice came.

Ning Xiao looked back and saw a familiar face with that grinning smile.

"Long time no see." The acquaintance said, "I think you might need this." He picked up the phone in his hand, turned on the flashlight mode to help Ning Xiao illuminate the keyhole, and gave him a smile. "You are welcome."

Ning Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Xu Shangyu didn't wear a police uniform, which made him look younger.If no one reminded him, outsiders would never have guessed that this handsome young man was already the captain of a criminal police squadron.

But Ning Xiao was not happy to see him. There was no other reason. A common man met criminal policemen every now and then. Could something good happen?

Sure enough, Xu Shangyu did not bring any good news with him this time.

"Since you have met, why not do me a favor."

After Ning Xiao locked the door, Xu Shangyu showed him a photo in the phone album. "I'm looking for someone, have you seen him lately?"

Ning Xiao stretched out his head to look at the photo, and was immediately stunned as if struck by lightning.Is there such a coincidence?Isn't the person in this photo the same kid who ran past his shop just now carrying a brick?

Xu Shangyu is very good at observing words and expressions. "It seems that you have seen it, where is it?"

"May I first ask why you are looking for this child?"

"What else could be the reason?" Officer Xu blinked humorously. "You know, I'm a detective."

Ning Xiao is silent, so, is this related to another case?

He suddenly remembered the plots that he often used when writing detective novels. Every protagonist has countless cases and troubles to solve. .Ning Xiao once euphemistically said, this is love.

But now, he just wants to say one thing to this kind of true love: Please let me go!