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Chapter 65 Pen Name
Wang Chuan and She Wei looked at each other.She Wei saw relief from Wang Chuan's eyes.But Wang Chuan only saw one side of the black veil, which is very unfair.

Neither of them was in the mood to talk, and quietly waited for the remaining paper to dry.

After a while, the light of the setting sun became darker and darker. Wang Chuan had no choice but to light an oil lamp, and then looked at the remaining papers. Pick it up and fold it up.

The novel is all done.The fluffy papers are stacked together, and some are quite thick.

It's incredible that I finished writing it myself!

While Wang Chuan was surprised, he also felt unspeakably fortunate.

"Grumble."

Their stomachs growled at the same time.

The awkward atmosphere finally eased.

"Want to have dinner together?"

Wang Chuan asked.

"I... I'll come back after dinner."

She Wei fled in despair.

Wang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and released the splint on his leg.After being tied with this thing for a day, my calf was cold and my blood was not flowing smoothly.

He put the plywood on a large stack of novels and pressed it tightly, and called the boy to bring dinner. Wang Chuan sat at the table and ate voraciously.

At noon, the boy actually came to deliver lunch, including two portions from She Wei.However, She Wei was so tortured by the novel that she really lost her appetite, and Wang Chuan devoted herself to writing again, ignoring it at all.Those two lunches are still on the table, already cold.

"Catcher Wang, is that Heroine She really gone?"

When the boy was clearing up the lunch on the table, he looked all over the guest room, and then asked Wang Chuan under his throat.

Wang Chuan was eating and didn't have time to talk, so he just nodded.

The boy's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. He bent down and asked Wang Chuan in a low voice: "Then when will Inspector Wang tell me about that one-word door? My book is already torn. I just found it." Corpse. Now I can’t see the painting anymore. I just hope that Detective Wang can tell me about it soon.”

Wang Chuan almost bit his tongue and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, and warned: "Nvxia She will come soon. She has spoken, if I dare to tell anyone the plot in the pickled book, even I kicked it with the person who listened to the book. I belong to the sixth door, but I am not afraid of his threats. If you are not afraid and still want to listen, I will tell you."

The boy's face was pale, and the hands holding the lunch plate trembled, and the dishes on the plate jingled with the tinkling of bells.

"No need! No need!"

The boy fled the guest room with his legs swinging.

After dinner and rest for a while, Wang Chuan removed the wooden board from the written manuscript.After pressing for such a long time, the stack of manuscripts was finally compacted, and they were not as fluffy as before.As for the contents inside, Wang Chuan himself couldn't bear to look directly at it, so he didn't open it to see.

"There is still a title missing, and the author signed it. It is not good to use my own name."

While tying the board back to his legs, Wang Chuan thought in his heart.The ghost knows how big the Fengyue Pavilion is. If there is such a person in the six gates of the Beijing Middle School, and his own name publishes such an eye-catching book, and his colleagues find out, then he will be ashamed to face others.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Chuan went to a blank piece of paper and wrote the title of the book on it——

"Chrysanthemum Treasure Book: Jianghu Baixiaosheng and Huajianhou"

The suffix after the colon is necessary, only in this way can we ensure that the two salty and wet bosses will definitely be recruited.

As for the pen name, Wang Chuan hesitated for a while and finally wrote: Brokeback Mountain Man.

Let this vest set off a bloodbath in the salty and wet rivers and lakes of Fengyue Pavilion!

After the scribbled and random cover dried, She Wei didn't know where to go for dinner and returned to the guest room.The Yizimen woman with excellent leg skills walked quietly, and when she walked behind Wang Chuan, Wang Chuan didn't notice it at all.

"Brokeback Man? Is this your pen number?"

She Wei suddenly made a sound, which startled Wang Chuan.

"Nv Xia She has supernatural powers. It's really scary to appear so suddenly. Please take care of my little heart."

Wang Chuan patted his chest and complained, before answering She Wei's question, "How about this pen number? I just thought of it."

She Wei shook her head, and admitted honestly: "I have traveled the rivers and lakes, and I only know fists and feet, and I am not proficient in writing and ink. The pen names I heard before are all Lay, Shanren, Sanren, etc., so I can't be wrong." Answer That's all, she started to talk about the business, "This article is finished, I don't know how to continue?"

Wang Chuan looked at the dimly beating oil lamp, and said, "It's getting late today, and we can't continue until tomorrow. Don't worry, Miss She, I have my own way."

She Wei nodded slightly and said: "Then I will wait for tomorrow and wait for the good news of the arrest." As he said this, he thought of the words that were many times more dirty than the novels of Jianghu Baixiaosheng and Huajianhou, and he was shocked to his soul. It’s really scary to be deeply polluted and expect such a perverted article to be spread!

Aware of the seriousness of the problem, the one-word disciple changed the subject in panic, and said, "It's really wrong to bother the policeman who has been busy with such trivial matters as me for a day, but then forgets about the serious business. Please give me instructions from the policeman. My leg hurts, what can I do to help?"

For She Wei, this matter is her main business here.However, for one day, she was deeply immersed in the terrible story concocted by this to some extent terrible policeman, unable to extricate herself, and she completely forgot about the things that really mattered.

Thinking of this, She Wei's face under the black veil was a little embarrassed.Fortunately, Wang Chuan couldn't see her face, otherwise, she really wanted to find someone to kick her.

Wang Chuan put the cover that had been dried under the oil lamp on the top of the manuscript. Hearing She Wei's words, he couldn't help but move his legs and said, "I have nothing to do right now. If Lady She can leave quickly , Let me take a good rest, that would be the best."

She Wei paused, her hands clenched into fists suddenly, and after a while, she calmly said: "Don't you want to ask me a question, no matter what you ask, I will answer it one by one, please ask me quickly." Come."

Wang Chuan said anxiously: "No problem! Let's talk tomorrow if you have any questions. She must be tired after staying here all day, so go and have a rest!"

She Wei paused again, turned around and left without saying a word.Sometimes I used the one-word kick, and when I stepped out, the floor creaked, and the slender and bright woman disappeared from the sight in the blink of an eye, as if she had never appeared in the guest room.

Wang Chuan was very worried that the floor of the guest room would be crushed by She Wei's foot.In that case, he would have to pay for the station maintenance fee, which would be a big loss.

Seeing that She Wei was gone, Wang Chuan quickly untied the wooden boards tied to his legs, and was finally able to let out a long breath.

My own leg was already swollen, and it was unbearable to tie it up for a whole day.Before, Wang Chuan felt that this leg was not his own, but when he untied it while eating, his leg regained some intuition. After he tied it up again, after She Wei reminded him, Wang Chuan felt that his leg was uncomfortable, and it really killed him.

Just now Wang Chuan really begged the gods and gods to worship the Buddha and wanted She Wei to leave quickly. Once She Wei left, he really felt like the little bull demon hanged himself and got relief from Tang Seng's mouth.

"Hiss...ah...here comes someone."

Wang Chuan yelled while sucking in the cool air, and waited for an unusual boy to come, and ordered, "Get me some cotton cloth, the kind used for children's diapers, soft cotton and soft ones are best, and new ones I haven't used it, I will use it tomorrow."

　Thanks to the lazy Ying Long, the support of the crazy lich, and book friends 20170626160343255 for tipping.

　　
　
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