I asked you to write a book, but I didn’t ask you to reveal your criminal record!

'I'm a killer. ’

‘Some people call me the King of the Night, and some people call me the God of Death on Earth. ’

'But no one has seen me. ’

‘Because everyone who has seen me is dead. ’

‘Kill, please grudge. ’

‘It can stop injustice and do justice. ’

‘But what happens after killing? ’

‘Is it to gain spiritual salvation, or to sink into a sea of ​​misery, unable to live in peace? ’

‘I will use my personal experience to tell you what to do after killing and what will happen? ’

'Ultimately, I will advise you. ’

‘Turn yourself in, there are police outside. ’

‘…’

At first glance at this small part at the beginning, Ming Yue frowned: "Another first-person narrative?"

"The Old Man" is also narrated in the first person.

Youyou pursed her lips: "Yes."

Most of the novels are narrated in the third person, and less in the first person.

This is especially true for online novels.

Because it is too difficult to write a good story in the first person.

With a single perspective, the reader can only see what the protagonist sees, hears and feels, but cannot see the people and things beyond the protagonist's senses, which is likely to cause the story to be full of loopholes, etc., I won't list them all.

If a writer submits a manuscript and Mingyue sees that it is a story narrated in the first person, the ‘100% rejection’ attribute will be triggered.

"Give him a chance."

Ming Yue smiled instead of being angry, after all, this was the ‘top spot among the heroes’.

Langya ranked first, Jiangzuo Meilang.

At the top of the list, Lin went to the street.

We are all talented people with bright futures.

Youyou and Mingyue continued to look down.

‘The first time I destroyed a life with my own hands was when I was nine years old. ’

'I tied its hands and feet, picked up a sharp knife and swung it at its throat. ’

‘I even used a bowl to contain its blood. ’

'It was struggling, but I was very strong and forced it into the boiling water, completely incapacitating it. ’

'I was cruel, I had no intention of letting him go, I chopped him up into pieces. ’

'at last……'

‘I tasted something better than I’ve ever tasted before. ’

‘Because, chicken soup is delicious. ’

Youyou pursed her lips, and her rosy face showed a bright smile: "Is Lin Chuan writing a light-hearted killer novel?"

Mingyue picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Afterwards, she pondered for a moment: "This reversal is really just right. It describes the process of killing chickens in a cruel way, allowing people to take the place of it, creating a tense and terrifying atmosphere, and then reversing it to reveal that they are just killing chickens. It can really make people feel... Smile."

Youyou murmured: "Substitute..."

Mingyue smiled and said, "I kind of understand why he narrates it in the first person."

"Why?" Youyou asked.

"The first-person narrative method is not without its advantages. Its biggest advantage is that it has a strong sense of substitution." Mingyue explained.

Youyou nodded: "Yes, Lin Chuan uses the first person to create a sense of substitution. When the final reveal is made, the reversal effect can be maximized."

Editor-in-chief Mingyue looked at Lin Chuan's book title again.

This killer is too professional.

She rarely praised it: "If it is written as a label of 'reversal + easy direction', it is not without its merits."

"You rarely praise someone for a good opening chapter." Youyou smiled.

The corners of Mingyue's mouth rose: "That's because I haven't met a good one."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

However, the smiles between the two people quickly solidified on their faces.

Their expressions were somewhat similar, their brows were furrowed, as if there was an indescribable depression, like thick dark clouds oppressing their heads, and their faces were heavy.

Because Lin Chuan's "This Killer is Too Professional" is not labeled as "reversal + relaxed".

Instead, his label is: truth.

'After killing the chicken, I had a very strong feeling. ’

'I'm going to be a killer. ’

'Because I am a born killer. ’

‘A year later, I joined an organization, where I learned to fight, fight, use firearms, and most importantly, I learned how to handle murder scenes. ’

‘These are all skills learned through actual combat. ’

‘My first mission target is a rich man and his mistress. ’

‘…’

'The mission was successfully completed. ’

'But it's not enough, because the scene is still in a mess and I have to deal with it, otherwise, I will be exposed. ’

‘I decided to fake the scene. ’

‘…’

Watch and watch.

Mingyue's lips turned slightly white, and her breathing became heavy. She wanted to take a sip of coffee, but as soon as she put it to her mouth, she put it down again.

She couldn't drink it.

"I'm going to take a breath."

Mingyue took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the window, facing the grille window, inhaling the not-so-fresh air outside the window.

A long while.

Mingyue finally regained her composure, returned to her seat, and complained: "This is so real, I feel like I'm there in person!"

But Yoyo on the other side didn't reply.

Take a look at the bright moon.

Youyou stared at the phone screen with her eyes, concentrating on it.

"long?"

Mingyue shouted.

Youyou came back to her senses and patted her chest: "It feels like reading a horror novel. It's exciting and scary, but I want to continue reading."

Mingyue's mouth twitched slightly, and she nodded: "That's true, but I have a question."

"What question?" Youyou was slightly stunned.

"What did Lin Chuan do before he wrote novels?" Mingyue frowned slightly.

"He started writing books when he was in college, so he didn't do anything else." Youyou thought for a while, "Sister Mingyue, why do you ask this?"

Mingyue's mouth twitched: "I'm wondering if I should report the case?"

"Ah?"

Youyou widened her eyes and looked at Mingyue steadily.

"Just kidding,"

Mingyue smiled, "Lin Chuan's opening is extremely realistic, and the details in it are too real. I can see that scene with my eyes closed!"

Youyou nodded, very approving.

Lin Chuan is too cruel!

Mingyue added: "Especially the part about handling the scene. He wiped the floor with disinfectant to prevent Luminol reagent detection, and used a hair dryer to dry the floor and soles of shoes to prevent footprints."

"When he left at the end, he opened the window to let the smell of disinfectant dissipate. He was so professional that I suspected he had some crime!"

Both of them took a sip of coffee.

Slowly.

The slightly bitter taste lingered in the mouth, dispelling the bloody smell in the mind.

Youyou then said: "Will this pass the review?"

"It should be possible. His description is well controlled. If it is more detailed, he will be locked up in a small dark room." Mingyue thought for a while, "I'd better ask the review."

Not long after.

The review reply: OK.

Youyou's delicate face showed a bright smile, like the wind in the early morning of March blowing over the willows hanging by the river, causing ripples.

She had a hunch that Lin Chuan's new book would perform well.

Even better than the old con man!

"Youyou, why don't you transfer Lin Chuan to my name?" Mingyue blinked and suddenly asked.