revived

Not long after, Fan Qirong, whose clothes were dirty, fell down on the bed and slowly covered her forehead with her hands: "It's gone!"

"What's missing?" Seeing that her clothes were covered in dirt, Ren Hao went over to pat her, but who knows, Aunt Rong's next words made Ren Hao freeze in place.

"The novel... is gone!"

"What! How is it possible!" Ren Hao was startled, and said anxiously: "Think about where you put it? You keep throwing it on the bed, will it fall under the bed?"

Fan Qirong breathed listlessly: "In the past hour, I searched all over the house, nothing, nothing anywhere!"

Ren Hao turned around and looked, sure enough, the room was messy, it seemed that Aunt Rong had turned over every corner.Ren Haoqiang calmed down for a while: "Don't worry, when did you find out that the novel is missing?"

Fan Qirong bent over and hugged her head without saying a word. The loss of the novel hit her hard. Even if she wrote it herself, it is basically impossible to restore it to the original feeling, that is to say , if you can't find the small black book, Fan Qirong's book can only die halfway.

"Aunt Rong, tell me quickly, let's figure out a solution together."

Fan Qirong still buried her head in her palms, and her voice came from between her fingers: "I woke up at twelve o'clock at noon, and I started cooking and eating. I was busy packing and moving in the afternoon, and I never had time to revise the manuscript. When I wanted to revise the manuscript after dinner, the notebook had already disappeared.”

"Then have you ever seen novels at home during the day?"

"I don't know, I can't remember."

"Did you go out during that time?"

"I've been to the toilet, but I haven't been away from home for a long time." Fan Qirong suddenly raised her head when she heard this question: "Hao, you mean that the book was stolen?"

Ren Hao nodded solemnly: "Now we can only infer this, otherwise how can we explain its disappearance? Well, in the daytime, even if you go to the toilet and the room is unlocked, there should be someone in our courtyard Well, if a stranger comes in..."

Fan Qirong corrected: "I locked the door."

"That's even more impossible. In such a short period of time, how dare a thief come to your house to pick the lock and not be found?" Ren Hao nodded his head and thought hard: "If it wasn't lost during the day, it would be It's night? Everyone is sleeping at night, if the sound is quieter, it won't attract attention, but it's not right, you are sleeping in the house, it is impossible for you to not notice the thief when he comes in, right?"

Fan Qirong's complexion changed, and she struggled for a while, Fang slowly lowered her head: "I drank alcohol last night, I'm afraid I won't know who came in."

"What! Drinking!" Ren Hao was stunned: "You never drink! Forget it, let's recall one more question. When was the last time you read a novel?"

"If I didn't read it during the day, it was around six o'clock last night. I put the novel in the bookcase before I left. I remember it very clearly." Fan Qirong suddenly thought of a key question: "Knowing that I wrote a book There are not many people there, and how could the thief catch up so coincidentally and steal it when I just finished the book?"

Ren Hao nodded in agreement: "In other words, it is very likely that your acquaintances or people from our hospital stole it, but it is only a possibility. After all, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and it is not impossible for outsiders to commit crimes, um , the novel may have been stolen last night, the thief knew you were drunk, so he dared to do it, alas, Aunt Rong, why did you drink tonight?"

Fan Qirong bit her lower lip remorsefully: "Everyone ate together and were very happy. I saw that they gave me alcohol desperately, but in the end I was too embarrassed to stop drinking, so I had to bite the bullet and drank a bottle of beer, but who knows... Sigh... ..."

Ren Hao suddenly seemed to understand something: "The 'everyone' you mentioned, does it mean your high school classmates?"

Fan Qirong was taken aback for a moment: "How do you know? That's right, last night was a gathering of some of our former high school friends."

"Is there Liu Hui inside?"

"Yeah." Fan Qirong looked at him strangely: "This time, the main reason for this meal is to welcome him, Hao, what's wrong with you? Did you think of something?"

Ren Hao sighed deeply: "Well, I know who the thief is."

Fan Qirong stood up suddenly: "You mean Liu Hui?"

Chapter 128 Foresight?

"Yes, it's Liu Hui, Aunt Rong. Have you ever thought about it? It's a coincidence. It's been half a year since he returned to China. He didn't think of looking for you until half a year later. Then, a few days later, he suddenly thought of a party. On the second day of the party, your novel was lost..."

"Stop talking!" Fan Qirong's face changed: "It can't be him! His parents are very rich in the United States, so there is no way he would come to steal my novel. According to you, my classmates should be suspicious? You should know that I never doubt my friends!" Seeing that Ren Hao wanted to speak, Fan Qirong waved his hand to stop him: "Hao, Auntie doesn't know why you are always against Liu Hui, but this topic ends here!"

Aunt Rong, Aunt Rong, you are just too kind.Ren Hao opened his mouth, and finally only said lightly: "I will prove it to you, now, let's call the police first."

Fan Qirong not only called the police, but also called the editor of the publishing house. She knew that it was impossible to file a case for investigation if a small notebook was lost.

With the editor's confirmation, the police quickly opened a case for investigation and took away the fingerprints of Aunt Rong's doorknob and other places.

During the period, Ren Hao once called out a policeman to ask about the situation, and then revealed the suspect, wanting to ask the police to search Liu Hui's residence. However, the policeman shook his head and told him that without evidence, they have no right to search , unless it is a major case and requires approval from superiors, but he said that they will contact Liu Hui.

Ren Hao shook his head and sighed, the contact in his mouth was at most a record, and it had no effect at all.

Zhuo Yuqin, Ren Xueyu and the neighbors also knew about this, and for a while, there was an uproar in the courtyard.

The next day.

into the night.

Ren Hao strolled to the entrance of the alley alone and smoked, his mind was full of Aunt Rong's affairs.

It stands to reason that Liu Hui only stole Aunt Rong's novel a year later, and it wasn't this book. Ren Hao will never remember this wrong.In other words, history has been changed.Moreover, judging from previous experiences, the only one who can change history is Ren Hao himself.

In his previous life, Ren Hao never met Liu Hui, let alone met him.Therefore, it can be inferred that this change in history must have been caused by his contact with Liu Hui at Aunt Rong's house last time.

But at that time, Ren Hao only spoke a few words to him, right?

Could it be that only so much can let Liu Hui start early?

Ren Hao frowned, and threw away the dying cigarette.

He first assumed Liu Hui in his previous life. If Liu Hui returned to China because of the crisis of his parents' company, then he must need money very much, so he thought of becoming a screenwriter, but he bumped into walls everywhere, and finally gave up after a year. The screenwriter's plan targeted Aunt Rong, stole her novel, obtained a fake certificate to fool the publishing house, published the novel, and got the money.

Of course, all of this is hypothetical, but if reasoned in this way, everything seems to make sense.

A few days ago, Ren Hao hit him hard and made his script useless. Perhaps because of this, Liu Hui gave up his plan to be a screenwriter in advance, and then stole Aunt Rong's novel in advance.

Yes, it must be so!

Otherwise, I can't find a second explanation for this.

"It seems... that's the only way to do it."

Ren Hao went to a telephone booth and inserted the IC card, then took out the phone book that he had just picked up from Aunt Rong's house, flipped through a few pages, and dialed a number: "...Hi, is this Sister Juan... Um, I, Ren Hao...you are still sleeping, sorry to interrupt...I have something very important, I want to meet you and tell you...yes, it is now...well, very important thing..."

2 points in the early hours.

Somewhere in a mid-range residential complex.

Hearing the vibrating sound of the mobile phone on the computer table, Liu Hui looked at the call and raised his hand to answer the phone: "Dad... Well, I haven't slept yet... How much money is left to run the company... Okay, I have already figured out a way , I will transfer the money as soon as possible...Okay, don't worry."

Putting down the phone, he rubbed his sore temples, and continued to look at a WORD document on the computer.This is the information of various publishing houses that Liu Hui brought from a friend, including internal information such as salary sharing and payment time, etc. After the research just now, Liu Hui has selected Haifeng Literature and Art Publishing House.

In terms of remuneration, Haifeng Literature and Art is not much different from other publishers, but the payment is extremely fast, far exceeding that of similar publishing houses, and Liu Hui also took a fancy to this.

"Submit the manuscript, sign the contract, wait for publication and printing, and go public. Well, it will take two months at the earliest. Well, fortunately, there is still time." Liu Hui said to himself: "By the way, think of a pseudonym first. Come on, Haifeng Literature and Art, Haifeng, um, my name will be Feng Haide."

At this time, there was a burst of pleasant music in the living room.

This is the sound of the wireless doorbell.

Is there anyone here so late?

Liu Hui walked over vigilantly, leaned over the cat's eye, and then opened the door suspiciously: "Why are you here?"

Liu Hui naturally knew the people outside the door, one was Ci Juanjuan who was still sleepy, and the other was Fan Qirong's nephew, I remember his name was Ren Hao.

"You didn't sleep?"

"I usually go to bed late, why, what's the matter with you two?"

Ci Juanjuan yawned and glanced at Ren Hao: "This kid has something to do, so I insisted on bringing him over and telling us something to do."

Ren Hao looked at Liu Hui solemnly: "Can we go in and talk?"

"come in."

Liu Hui asked Ren Hao and the others to sit down on the sofa, and immediately poured them two cups of tea, "Just tell me if you have anything to do, I have to go to bed soon."

Ren Hao looked at the two in turn, "Aunt Rong's novel was stolen."

"What!?" Both of them showed shocked expressions.

Ren Hao glanced at Liu Hui from the corner of his eye, told them the ins and outs of the matter, and then said: "That's the way it is, Aunt Rong asked me to give you a message, saying that she should not go to her anytime soon, because she has no backup, so she has to hurry up." Rewrite the book, and then Aunt Rong said that she wants you two to help, if there is a publishing house you know, please ask her if she has received her novel."

"How did this happen?" Ci Juanjuan was completely sleepy, her eyes grew very big: "Damn it, Rongrong will hand in the manuscript soon, why did you lose it at this time!"

Liu Hui smiled inwardly, but pretended to be anxious and said, "The purpose of the thief should be for money. Well, I'll ask some of my friends in the publishing house to see if they have received Qi Rong's manuscript."

"Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome." After taking a sip of tea, Ren Hao's dignified expression suddenly changed, and he chuckled, "I already knew who the thief was."

"You know? Then why didn't you call the police and arrest him?" Ci Juanjuan was stunned: "Who is it?"

Ren Hao shrugged his shoulders: "Here, far away in the sky, close in front of us."

"You mean Liu Hui?"

Liu Hui's heart skipped a beat, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Ren Hao angrily: "What do you mean? Qi Rong and I were good friends ten years ago, why should I steal her things?"

Ren Hao had a very relaxed expression: "If you don't mind, let me look through your home. If you can't talk about Aunt Rong's book, just hide it somewhere?"

Liu Hui glared: "Are you kidding me! Boy, if you have evidence, call the police to investigate and collect evidence. If you don't have evidence, don't rant. Qi Rong should know my character."

Ci Juanjuan also changed her face: "Xiaohao, are you kidding too much?"

"Sister Juan, please keep what I'm going to say next secret. Even if anyone asks, please don't say it. It's rotten in your stomach." Ren Hao stopped looking at her, but shifted his gaze to Liu Hui, and said in a leisurely manner "Liu Hui, don't you wonder why I insisted it was you? The thief didn't leave any evidence, and there was no witness, but I know you did it. Isn't that strange?"

That's right, even if he is suspected, there are definitely no less than dozens of suspects. Why did he identify himself?

Just as Liu Hui was about to speak, Ren Hao stepped forward and said, "I can tell you, I am [-]% sure that you did it, because... I have the ability to predict."

Ren Hao's expression was very serious, without any sense of joking.

Liu Hui sneered: "Superpower? Are you making us happy?"

In this atmosphere, Ci Juanjuan couldn't laugh even if she wanted to: "This is the secret you said to keep me rotten in my stomach? God! What are you thinking about in your head? Super powers? Are you playing games?" Silly?"

Ren Hao shrugged his shoulders, "Liu Hui, the day before you came to Aunt Rong's house, I knew that you would steal Aunt Rong's novel, so I asked my uncle to find an acquaintance and tell me some knowledge about the script. I just beat you up that day, otherwise, do you think that a freshman in high school would know so much?"

Liu Hui was taken aback for a moment. That day, he also more or less saw Ren Hao's hostility, but he didn't understand why.

"Later, because my ability can only be used once in many days, I couldn't figure out when you would steal the novel, but in the end you succeeded, hehe, today, my ability can be used again, so I predicted it, you Guess what I saw?"

Liu Hui pretended to be smiling lightly, but his heart was pounding.

"What did you see?" Ci Juanjuan pouted.

Ren Hao looked at Liu Hui with a smile: "I saw that you gave the novel to a publishing house."

Liu Hui chuckled: "This is your predictive ability? Heh, I don't have superpowers, but I also know that if the thief wants to make money, he will definitely give it to the publishing house."

Ren Hao looked at him: "That publishing house is called Haifeng Literature and Art Publishing House!"

Suddenly, Liu Hui felt astonished, how could it be possible!How would he know?

wrong!

Liu Hui quickly figured out the key point. Haifeng Literature and Art pays quickly, so it must be the first choice. If you think reversely, you can also follow this line to figure out your own movements.

so close!Almost fell into his trap!

Liu Hui was determined, and sneered, "Oh? Then what else did you predict?"

"The pen name attached to your manuscript... is called Fenghai!"

This time, Liu Hui's brain was completely short-circuited!

Chapter 129 Caught, Hard Disk, Data Recovery

peak sea.

This pseudonym was decided by Liu Hui a few minutes ago. Even if the kid opposite is a master hacker, he can check the movements of his computer, know that he stole Fan Qirong's novel, and know when he is going to move the mouse on Haifeng Literature and Art Publishing House The longest, but, how could he know the name he just decided on?

Even if there are bugs and monitors here, it is impossible.

Weird!So weird!

Could it be... Could it be that he really has the ability to predict... No... Absolutely impossible!

But pen name, how to explain?

"Hehehehe..." Ren Hao suddenly laughed: "I'm sorry, sorry, I see that everyone is very anxious about Aunt Rong's affairs, so I just made a joke to change your mood. Ah." Ren Hao blinked at Liu Hui with a half-smile, "Really?"

Ci Juanjuan didn't understand, but Liu Hui knew it well.

"Hey, it's three o'clock in the morning. I'm going home. See you, Sister Juan."

Ren Hao's goal today has already been achieved, there is no need to entangle him any longer.

Ren Hao's idea is very simple.This novel is Aunt Rong's famous work. Compared with the following ones, this novel is more than ten times more important than them. Liu Hui must not be allowed to hand it over to the publishing house, otherwise, this novel will be ruined like in the previous life. This book also ruined Aunt Rong's chance of becoming famous in one fell swoop.

But the key issue is that Ren Hao is not sure whether Liu Hui will send it to Haifeng Literature and Art Publishing House like in his previous life. Tell a child, so Ren Hao has nothing to do.

Only then did Ren Hao think of using his predictive ability to bluff people.

If his guess about Haifeng's literature and art was wrong, then Liu Hui had at least got a piece of news—someone had already begun to doubt him.

In that case, he will be more vigilant, and he should not take the risk of sending the novel to the publishing house for the time being, otherwise, if the police really get involved, it is not impossible to find him through the clue of the publishing house.Ren Hao thinks that he will observe for a period of time before making a plan, which is the most common way of thinking.