"How is that possible? If the teacher doesn't believe it, then let's discuss the content in the book. Anyway, I have read all the early books of the teacher." Bai Bird said very politely, and his expression did look like a book fan who visits and admires the author.

"Then... what do you think of my "The Woman Selling Roland Flowers"? "Wan Tian asked a tentative question first. This book was his early work in his debut.

"It's just the same feeling, but the supporting role named Yuan Chuan Jiuzhi made me a little strange. This seemed to be a very contradictory character." Shiraki replied seriously.

"You discovered it, yes, I was really not mature enough when I wrote this book, so I changed the positioning of this character, which led to his role and behavior being very chaotic. At that time, I naively thought that no readers would notice it." Wantian said with memories for a long time.

"Is there anything else that the teacher wants to take? "Shibaki said frankly.

"No need." Wantian Nianjiu waved his hand and showed a smile on his face: "Don't Mr. Bai Nuo have any questions to ask? May I ask." It's obvious that he already believes Bai Nuo.

"Then I'll ask for advice without hesitation." Shiraki was not polite at all, and took out Wantian's long-standing books one by one to ask.

Wantian Nianjiu hasn't received readers for a long time, so he happily discussed it with Shiraki. The two of them talked for four or five hours, and finally discussed the works that Wantian Nianjiu made his debut four years ago.

"Master, why did Chijita refuse Tsunya Akihito who had helped him when facing the requests of Tsunya Akihito and Yuujiu, and chose Yuujiu? "Shibaki asked inexplicably many times.

"Well...oh... why can't I remember it?" Wantian Nianjiu suddenly rubbed his head in distress and said seriously: "I'm really sorry, I really can't remember this. Can I let me go back and flip it again?"

"Huh? Why can't you remember it? Isn't this the teacher's work in recent years?" Shiragou asked in a confusing manner: "And this is the biggest contradiction and narrative center of the whole book, right?"

"This... I'm probably too old." Wan Tian Nianjiu felt embarrassed and touched his head, got up and wanted to go back to read the book.

"No need to worry, I think I know I should have asked the wrong person." Bai Bird sighed.

"How...why?" Wantian Nianjiu suddenly burst into cold sweat and crawled on his forehead. He realized that the police officer was indeed coming with bad intentions.

"Ah... I was originally a disciple of Gao Ping, who was nominally learning to write with you, but there seemed to be no work in the past four years. Could it be that he had deleted it after being demoted to you for nothing?"

"Think about the amount of money you have paid him over the past four years..."

"That's right! I asked me to catch the knife!" Wantian Nianjiu suddenly broke out and shouted, "But I didn't kill him! I found out later that he was dead! He died before he could write the ending of the new work for me!" Wantian Nianjiu was only willing to admit that he had killed Gao Ping, but not admit that he had killed him.

"Is this really the case?" asked Bainiao: "We have someone to the hotel where you were rushing to manuscripts. We have investigated that you bought a waiter, put on his uniform and ran away. The distance from the hotel to the deceased's residence is enough to kill people except for the round trip. Or do you really think he promised you to keep it a secret, and you really can't say anything when facing the police officer's certificate?"

"I just..." Wantian Nianjiu defended.

"Since you are catching a knife, you will still drag your manuscript? You can't be teasing the editor, right?" Bai Bird said leisurely: "Then you can only go to the deceased's house to pick up the manuscript, right?"

"Yes! That's right! I went to the original house!" Wantian Nianjiu, who originally wanted to defend himself, had to admit it again, "But when I went there, I was dead, and I just didn't want to be suspected, so I didn't say it!" Wantian Nianjiu shouted angrily: "Don't you just suspect that I killed the original? Come out with evidence! What's the use of cheating me here! I didn't kill anyone at all!"

"The deceased's drawer is a floppy disk? I'm afraid... "White bird hasn't finished speaking, Wantian Nianjiu interrupted: "Yes! The manuscript I took! I took the floppy disk and left. Now it's in my computer!" Wantian Nianjiu was completely hysterical. He originally thought that there were really readers coming to the door, but he didn't expect that it was the police's forced to palace again.

Liars! They are all liars!

As for the floppy disk, it is the "missible one found in the deceased's drawer, with a side length of 8.9 cm, a 3.5 floppy disk.

However, even if there was a blood reaction, it was useless. Wantian Nianjiu only admitted that he saw Gao Ping's body and took away the floppy disk. The floppy disk alone could not directly prove that Wantian Nianjiu killed someone.

"The reason I keep saying this is not to hope to deceive you." Shiraki said disappointedly: "I just hope you can surrender. The murderer can surrender before the police come up with decisive evidence."

"Then you just take it out. I won't surrender because I didn't kill anyone at all." Wantian looked like he would never admit it.

"Do you feel comfortable with wearing gloves and not leaving fingerprints?" asked Bai Bird.

"I don't understand." Wan Tiannianjiu left his head.

"We found a pair of gloves with blood on the outer layer and dandruff extracted from the inner layer. After the blood marks are identified, can the teacher cooperate with us for DNA identification?" said Bai Bird.

"dna?" Wantian's face turned pale suddenly.

"Yes." Bai Bi nodded: "Human dandruff will actually fall slowly and fall in small amounts like hair. After wearing gloves, there will be a slight amount of dandruff that is difficult to distinguish between naked eyes. Because there are complete epithelial cells, it can be used for DNA identification." Bai Bi explained seriously.

Wantian leaned dejectedly on the sofa, as if all the bones on his body were removed: "It must be too late for me to surrender now."

Shiraki nodded with regret, and his thoughts returned to five hours ago when Wantian Nianjiu just left the scene.

Wantian Nianjiu went out, and two police officers came in one after another, handed over the valuation of Gao Ping's original economic situation and inquired about the waiter in the hotel. The testimony showed that Wantian Nianjiu spent money to bribe a waiter to buy his work clothes.

The situation was clear. It was obvious that when Wantian Nianjiu was ousted by the editor, he actually put on the waiter's clothes and mingled under the editor's nose. He found the original Gao Ping's family who was catching the knife for him. After taking the manuscripts he needed, he killed him. He prepared gloves in advance instead of using the waiter's gloves, which indicated that it was a premeditated intentional murder. Then it was very likely that something happened. From Wantian Nianjiu always let the cat named Nobel appear on the scene, the accident was related to Nobel. From the editor's testimony in the cage on the way from the hotel to Wantian Nianjiu's house, Nobel was probably killed with him, and Nobel got lost at the scene. Because of time, Wantian Nianjiu, who had no time to retrieve it, had to leave Nobel to rush back to the hotel to remedy it.

As the key evidence blood gloves were found deep in the garbage dump on the roadside, the case was only about to arrest Wan Tian Nianjiu.

Speaking of the key evidence, it is really difficult to stuff this pile of garbage dumps that Wantian bent down and digged open in person. Of course, it is also difficult to move the pile of garbage dumps that were not natural enough for the police officers who went out to search.

"You go." Mizumatsu stuffed the investigation report into Shiraki's hands.

"Me?" Bai Bird was stunned.

"Well, if I go, I'll handcuff him without saying a word." Mizumatsu spread his hands: "I think you should have something to say to him, and you don't want to say it to Wantian Nianjiu, who was sitting in the prison with handcuffs, wasn't you?"

"I..." Shiragou hesitated for a moment, picked up the report and called a few people and left. He did have something to say to Wantian Nianjiu.

When his thinking turned back to the present, Bai Nuo looked at Wantian Nianjiu, who was already depressed and asked: "Teacher, can I ask you another question?"

"Why are you still using respect to me now..." Wan Tianjiu seemed to be twenty years older, and he tried hard to look at the white bird.

"Because some words are wanted to say to the teacher I once admired as a reader." Shiraki said seriously.

"As a reader as...a reader?" Wantian murmured. He could no longer figure out what the person on the other side was.

The combination of readers who admire themselves and the police who want to arrest themselves makes Wantian feel unrealistic trance after a long time.

"Teacher... Why do you want to find someone to catch a knife?" Bai Nu asked as a reader: "Even if you don't write it anymore, the teacher will have enough money to spend the rest of your life, right?" Bai Nu Nu's doubts were directly hung on his face since he knew that Wan Tian had caught a knife. This is why Mizuki asked Bai Nu Nu, because he would not care about such things, and the prisoner could just take it away. If he was asked to take Wan Tian away, he would not give Bai Nu the chance to ask questions.

"Why... let me think about it... it should be to respond to readers' expectations, right?" Wantian said after thinking carefully.

"After my wife passed away, I thought about stopping the pen and not caring about all literature, but I received letters from readers."

"The letters were stuffed into my mailbox one by one. The snow-white envelopes were really like snowflakes, densely packed, floating into my mailbox one by one." Wantian Nianjiu continued: "They are comforting me, encouraging me, and even female readers are half-jokingly courting me. Of course, what they expressed was their expectations for my new work, waiting and urging me to make a comeback. Finally, I was moved and finally decided to make a comeback in response to these countless expectations."

"But I can't write it!" Wantian Nianjiu suddenly picked up his head and wailed in pain.

"Can't write it out?" Bai Bird asked subconsciously.

"Yes, I can't write it anymore. In fact, I have started to try to continue writing after half a year of silence, but I don't know if my soul has died or if the stay of half a year has made me retreat. I can't write articles that can satisfy me. I have been writing for half a year, and all of them have turned into waste paper!"

"Then I met the original, although that boy had problems, he was really a genius! He imitated my writing style and even I felt exactly the same..." Wantian talked a lot about how he had finished his talents and walked towards the path of catching swords step by step.

"Can you really explain this to readers?" Shiraki suddenly interrupted Wantian's memory and asked.

"What?" Wantian Nianjiu looked at the white bird in a daze.

"Will your readers, including me, be satisfied with fake works?" Shiraki asked, looking at Wanda's eyes.

"In terms of writing style, Gao Ping could indeed imitate you almost perfectly, but what about the content? Can a person with a psychological introverted and no life experience write an era text like you? Impossible! His works will always lack that flavor!" Bai Bird became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Taste?" Wantian looked at the white bird in a daze.

"Well... let's talk about me personally." Bai Niu pondered for a while and said, "I will buy every book that the teacher has published over the years, but I have long lost the desire to leave everything behind and immediately open up the desire to read. When I am free to read, I will take it off the bookshelf, flip it over and put it back, lamenting that the teacher still has not recovered his original state. I never thought that the teacher actually...ah..."

"Retrieve the state?"

"Yes, I think others are buying the teacher's books back, and they are waiting for the teacher to slowly get back to their condition." Shiraki finally smiled gently at Wantian Nianjiu, and took out the handcuffs with a stern face.

When Shiragou walked downstairs with Wantian Nianjiu who was already crying, he found that Mizumatsu was actually asleep in the car.

"It's been a long time." Mizumatsu looked at his watch and said dissatisfiedly that he had to wait for five hours, no wonder he would wait to fall asleep.

"Why didn't the police department go back first?" asked Shirago.

"Cough... don't ask more." Mizumatsu turned around awkwardly.

It is estimated that there is a murderous murderous Mikako Sato in the Metropolitan Police Department. Mizumatsu originally planned to wait for the group of police officers to go back first and then sneak into the second tier of escorting Manda. However, after that, it took five hours to wait, and now it has been completely out of service.

If there was no case report to be written when I went back, Mizumaki would even plan to go home directly. It would be better if I asked Fujiwara Sakaki to substitute class in the Roaring Class or not to attend it today.

I returned to the police station with fear. As soon as I got off the car, Shuijianyue saw a black shadow pounce on him, as fast as thunder, and jumped high halfway.

Damn it! Shui Jianyue exclaimed in her heart. I wonder what she received in a while, was it a clean straight punch, an amazing knee bump, or a strangle move or a shoulder drop?

Push! The visitor landed in front of Mizumatsu, and then he realized that it was not Sato Mikako, but the head of the department of the second and third departments, Nakamori Gin-3 police department.

"Shuijian! I'll be waiting for you for an afternoon!" A pair of powerful hands fell on Shuijianyue's shoulder: "You must help me!"

"Can't it be... I'll catch the monster thief Kid again?" Mizumatsu's mouth twitched.
Chapter completed!