Detectives of Detective World

Shui Yao, sunny.

Sunny Wednesday is a special node.

It shows that half of the working day has passed, and you only need to get through the rest of the days to usher in the long-lost vacation.

During the holidays, people can relax and enjoy their life, whether it is gathering with friends or enjoying loneliness at home alone, they can be completely controlled by themselves.

Only at this time can people be free.

Of course, there are no so-called holidays and working days for Sanzhi Kazami, who is an unemployed homeless person.

As a person who only likes black tea and dogs, and usually only likes to taste mystery novels, as long as he maintains the basic three meals, he has nothing to spend extra money on.

Originally, he might still need to feed his pet dog, but now that his pet dog has passed away, his expenses have been further reduced.

As usual, after Sanzhifengjian took a nap, he planned to get up to brew a pot of black tea and find something for himself to do.

But before he could reach his tea cabinet, the doorbell rang suddenly.

This is an incredible thing for a lonely middle-aged man.

After all, he doesn't have many friends, let alone people who come to visit.

When he walked to the door, he was still thinking about this matter, and he basically already had the answer in his heart.

When he opened the door, he saw a man and a woman who were familiar.

The man looks young, but he has a calmness that is completely inconsistent with his handsome face, and the most impressive thing is the pair of eyes of the other party.

Deep and sharp, people subconsciously want to avoid those eyes that seem to be able to see through everything.

In comparison, the short-haired girl who accompanied him was not so conspicuous. Although she was a good-looking girl with a delicate face, it was nothing more than that, and it was not worthy of his attention.

Seeing that the two of them came uninvited, Sanzhi Fengjian felt like an uninvited guest.

That feeling isn't a sense of crisis, it's just that my peaceful life was broken and I wasn't prepared at all.

"It's really disturbing to take the liberty to come to the door."

After being invited into the room, Tang Ze smiled and took out the silver tea box: "At your suggestion, Mr. Sanzhi, I finally decided to start writing a book.

Today, I specifically want to invite Mr. Sanzhi to read a short mystery novel I wrote and give some suggestions.

I brought my own tea, let's have a good tea together today, shall we? "

"I'm looking forward to it." Sanzhifeng smiled and nodded.

After brewing the black tea that Tang Ze brought, the three of them picked up the quilt and took a sip.

"Orange peel, mint, a little lemon, and a little sweet tea?" After Sanzhi Fengjian took a sip of the tea, he could taste the taste of Tang Ze's tea.

"It's very simple, right?" Tang Ze said with a smile, "but the coolness unexpectedly suits my taste."

"Although this flavor is simple, it may be unexpectedly popular with the public."

Sanzhi Kazami put down the teacup and commented: "Good things are not lonely, but accepted by people."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Tang Ze nodded in thanks, then looked at the other party and said, "It's not too late, let's drink tea and read a book."

Speaking of which, Tang Ze took out two manuscripts and handed them to the two people sitting around him.

"The name is "Study in Scarlet"?" Sanzhifeng saw the title of the cover and said, "It's very similar to "A Study in Scarlet" written by Conan Doyle."

"But the content is a completely different story."

Tang Ze smiled and said, "Besides this name, I really can't think of any other name that is more suitable for this story."

"Senior is full of confidence in this story."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki smiled and said, "If possible, Mr. Sane, please evaluate it on the spot."

"Is it on the spot?" Sanzhi Fengjian asked in amazement.

"Well, the novel is not too long, and I'm also very curious about Mr. Sane's opinion." Koshimizu Nanatsuki smiled.

Sanzhi Fengjian looked at Tang Ze and seemed to be asking for his opinion.

"Me too, don't be shy, give me an objective evaluation." Tang Ze said with a smile.

"Then I'm welcome."

Sanzhi Kazami nodded and began to read it carefully.

On the other hand, Nanatsuki Koshimi also read the works in his hand with great interest. Obviously, the works written by the people around him, no matter how good or bad, always want people to find out.

In fact, this is also an embarrassment for many authors. Although they are happy to admit their authorship, they are reluctant to tell others what they have written because of the work.

The main reason may be that he is afraid of the death of the society. For example, in a previous life, Tang Ze saw a picture of an author who wrote about his girlfriend because his work was known to his mother, so he promoted him in the circle of friends.

The picture was so beautiful that he was embarrassed to be able to deduct three rooms and one living room across the screen of his mobile phone.

Of course, Tang Ze is writing more serious mystery novels now, so he doesn't have that sense of shame.

And this story, as Tang Ze named it, is a very lonely story.

The protagonist is a middle-aged man, so ordinary that no one even remembers his existence.

He was abandoned by society, or rather from people's memory.

Abandoning a corpse is a sin, but abandoning a memory is not.

When a man was young, he was not so good at interacting with people, but he didn't care.

Because he is very smart, and even because of his excellent grades, he has become a little arrogant, and he finds people to hate him more and more.

Even after entering the university, because of this character, there is no change, and there is no friend, let alone a lover.

But he didn't mean to change in the slightest, and he didn't bother to change.

After that, he relied on his intelligence to move up again and was admitted to graduate school.

Because he felt that since ordinary society could not accommodate him, it would be like walking to a higher level.

In that case, you don't have to change yourself, you don't have to worry about interpersonal communication, you just need to do research on your own.

But he was wrong, because university is a small society. Compared with junior high school and high school, it places more emphasis on interpersonal communication.

When he used his ability to point out mistakes in his supervisor's thesis, his life was a mess.

Even if it's purely academic accusations, not everyone is as pure as him.

The professor who couldn't stand his face was so embarrassed that he became angry.

And he also received cold reception on the road of being a scholar, and finally had to give up.

Lonely people are beaten by the society, lose their pure qualifications, and are forced to return to the turbid society.

When she saw this, Koshimizu Nanatsu took a look at Sanji Kazami while turning the page, but found that he stayed on this page for a long time.

In his eyes, it's not like he was simply reading someone's story, it was more like substituting... or, in other words, reminiscing about something.

A pair of eyes were filled with the depths of a pool of stagnant water. Even if the suppressed emotion did not erupt, it still made people feel inexplicably fearful.

Perhaps, that is the emotion that only those who have experienced personally will have when reading this book.

In his mind, where did Tang Ze get the material from, Yusui Nanatsuki showed a hint of sympathy on his face, and finally shook his head, as if to clean up these distracting thoughts, and then continued reading.

In the book, the man is cut off from being a scholar and is forced to look for work in order to make a living.

But no matter where they are contract workers, all jobs are not well done because of their personality, and they are incoherent everywhere.

In this way, he finally poured his emotions that had nowhere to express on the dog, taking black tea as his only pleasure.

And he also published critical remarks on the Internet to satisfy his self-esteem.

"He has nothing to do with friendship and love, and his job is not stable, not to mention his property. It can be said that he is a useless man."

After reading the second page, Sanzhi Fengjian already knew that Tang Ze wrote about himself in this book, but his evaluation was still bitter and even merciless.

"But even if he is like this, there are things that can make him feel at ease." Tang Ze smiled and held up the teacup: "One of them is black tea, as for the second..."

Tang Ze didn't give the answer directly, but got up and walked towards the cabinet under the oil painting, picking up the only photo in the house.

Above the photo is a group photo of two dogs, one gold and one black Shiba, side by side, looking so warm.

"The second hobby is dogs, and he and she met because of dogs." Tang Ze put the photo on the table and dropped it back to its original position.

And San Zhifeng still didn't make any waves when they met, just watched Tang Ze say calmly, "Can I continue reading?"

"Please." Tang Ze gestured with his hand, then took a sip of the tea cup and watched the two continue to read.

He met because of a dog, and his life without any disturbances has changed.

It was a sunless evening.

The man was about to go home with the dog in his arms, but when he was passing the next room, he was blocked by the suddenly opened door.

The woman greeted him with a smile. This was the first time the two met.

Because she did not get along well with her stepfather, she ran away from home at the age of 15 and lived alone.

At the age of 15, an ordinary child has just entered high school. When an ordinary child is loved by her parents, she lives alone.

His life experience can be imagined.

When a woman grows up, it is no accident that she becomes a female publicist.

And despite her popularity, she moved to a cheap apartment.

The reason is also very simple, because she was in debt for raising a man before.

People say that a bad life is like a quagmire. The more you climb up, the harder you fall.

So did she.

In the work of female public relations, the people she meets are always mixed, and she always encounters bad people.

Every time the men I met would do it to her one by one, and there were always bruises hidden under the delicate makeup.

She always said that men can't be trusted, only dogs can be trusted.

Unlike when a female publicist works at night, she needs to dress up to show off. During the day, she will always be the most natural version of herself.

Only when she takes off her heavy makeup and takes her dog for a walk can she take off her guard and return to her truest self.

And one day, because of two dogs, the two came together.

"I think this sentence can be changed."

Sanzhi Fengjian opened his mouth and said: "The first sentence of a woman's greeting can be changed to "This child obviously hates the same kind, which is rare. "

This should be more harmonious. "

"Thank you, I will revise it." Tang Ze took Koshimizu Nanatsuki's manuscript, took out a pen from his pocket and revised it.

After that, Sanzhi Kazami was silent again, he just read the book quietly.

In the story, men and women are obviously not the kind of people who talk to people when they are walking.

But because of the two dogs who were attracted to each other, the two began to chat.

There is a deep bond between people who like dogs, and since the two are neighbors, they quickly become familiar with each other.

The man also introduced his own situation. Those jobs that he couldn't take out were vague, and he took out the only identity he could take out as a mystery novel critic.

But their bond is not the relationship between men and women in the world, but only companions who chat with each other while walking the dog every day.

Plain as water, there is not much interaction with other people's life.

Sanzhi Fengjian turned to the next page, but did not continue reading, but put the manuscript on the table and said, "Open the window and let some air."

Sanji Kazami stood up and pulled the curtains open, revealing the scene in front of the apartment.

Although the apartment is an old house that is about to be demolished, the location is very good.

In front of it is a park with several big trees, and the sun shines on it very beautifully.

There were two side-by-side seats in the open space, and Sanzhi Kazami watched in a daze.

"It's very beautiful, it looks like a painting." Koshimizu Nanatsuki sighed.

Sanzhifeng smiled and didn't answer, but said: "Regarding the character of the protagonist in the novel, don't you think that based on his experience, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will not tell others his identity as a novel critic? ?

Does this conflict with what men have always set up? "

"If it's a normal situation, it's really not in line with that man's actions, because he has been cut off from communication with the world and just lives alone."

Tang Ze smiled and changed his voice: "However, if a man is attracted to a woman, in order to express himself in front of the other party, I think it is a very reasonable thing.

After all, love is the most unwise thing to do, isn't it? "

Speaking of this, Tang Ze looked at Sanzhifeng and said, "So far, I want to ask Mr. Sanzhi if he has any good suggestions."

"Ah..."

Sanzhifeng laughed lightly upon hearing this. He put his hands on the edge of the window and looked at the two old chairs in the open space in front of him. His eyes were full of memories of the past.

The complex emotions in those eyes, perhaps only the sky will know what emotions are in them.

"So, how about adding a plot like this?"

Sanzhi Kazami spoke slowly, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"A man has never seen that face of a woman at night..."

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