After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Bai Yang's words really shocked Jiang Baige: Was all the hard work she had just said in vain?

She was stunned for a long time before she reacted: "You...you, you, you, what did you say?"

"I really hate him. I hate him for beating my mom and ruining my life."

Bai Yang gritted her teeth. She had already torn open a bag of beef jerky and bit it to feel like her father's neck.

"But didn't we just agree that you would use his money to strengthen yourself, and when you are strong enough, you can fly away?"

"I understand the reason, but I just can't help being angry." Bai Yang stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Jiang Baige's arm. "In fact, I already have a plan to kill someone... I'll tell you, and you can write it into the novel. Killing him will make me feel better, and we won't have to bear legal responsibility. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

Seeing that Jiang Baige didn't speak, Bai Yang began to "tell" the "rainy night of murder" in her mind -

On a rainy night, the underage girl put on a disposable raincoat and drove a rented truck towards the man who always liked to go fishing at night in a fixed place.

After the deed was done, the girl took off her raincoat and lit solid alcohol in a deserted place. The fire burned more and more vigorously until the flames licked away all the evidence.

Jiang Baige shook her head and denied her hypothesis.

"When a person dies, the people around him will definitely be investigated. It will soon be discovered that he cheated on her, and then your mother will have a full motive for murder."

Bai Yang smiled innocently: "Yes, doesn't this clear my suspicion? And my mother didn't kill anyone, so she will naturally have an alibi."

What she meant was that it was enough to just ask any sister or friend to go out for dinner or shopping with her mother.

This makes sense, but -

"What about your alibi? If they don't suspect your mother, won't they suspect you too?"

Bai Yang blinked: "Do I need it? Because my father didn't die on the day I killed him."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't forget, my dad is an unfaithful man. His whereabouts are unpredictable. He said he was on a business trip, but he might just be unfaithful."

So she would choose one of those days, kill her dad, but the body wouldn't show up the next day. She would destroy the body in some way, causing a huge error in the time of death, and in that error, she would get away.

In addition to the autopsy, the time of death can also be estimated based on the testimonies of people around and time evidence.

Tang Jiacheng was a habitual liar. There were few people and surveillance cameras in the place where he went fishing alone at night. If he was lucky, no one saw him two days before his death. In that case, it could not be confirmed that he must have died on the day Bai Yang had no alibi.

"More importantly, my dad has a wisdom tooth. My mom asked him to have it removed a long time ago, but he never did." Bai Yang smiled and chewed a nut. "So, when he had a toothache, he couldn't eat anything at all. This could also affect the forensic doctor's inference of the time of death."

Jiang Baige poked Bai Yang's head, interrupting her fantasy.

"You can say all this, which means you've read a lot of crime novels. You should know that wherever people go, they leave traces. To kill someone silently without being discovered, you need not only careful planning, but also great luck... What did you say just now? God is not kind to your family."

Bai Yang did not give up: "It doesn't matter, I still have the golden ticket of being a minor."

Jiang Baige shook his head and put on a serious expression.

"You may not know that because women are weaker than men, and you are a minor, but you murdered an adult man, it means that you planned it, and there is a high possibility that you will be sentenced to a heavy sentence. Of course, you are a minor, you may not die, but...will you be happy if you spend most of your life in prison?"

"That's why I asked you to write it in the novel."

Bai Yang showed an indifferent expression. Indeed, there is no such crime as "mental murder" in the world.

"I understand..." Jiang Baige did not deny it anymore, or persuade her not to think about it, because she was not qualified to persuade the injured person to forgive generously, "I'll think about it."

"Really?" Bai Yang smiled and hugged Jiang Baige's neck, "I knew that my cousin is the best to me!"

On the way home, Jiang Baige kept replaying the scenes that Bai Yang described in her mind.

But the more she thought about it, the cruder the plan seemed to her.

However, she could not deny that Bai Yang did give her a good idea for the new article.

After all, infidelity, domestic violence, highly intelligent girls, and juvenile delinquency, any one of them can trigger enough discussion.

Maybe it won't be popular now, but in a few years, with the rise of film and television adaptations, this type of social suspense online literature, especially female suspense, will account for the bulk of copyright sales.

What's more, if she writes the novel, she can also help Bai Yang resolve his emotional issues. Isn't that... killing two birds with one stone?

But she wasn't ready to make her pen name public.

And Bai Yang's "murder plan" is also full of loopholes. And how can such a small framework support a novel of at least hundreds of thousands of words?

Unless...she linked several stories together to form a larger text.

Then there needs to be a main thread running through it, what would that be?

Jiang Baige was thinking and writing down her thoughts in a notebook. She was so engrossed that she didn't even hear her mother knocking on the door.

"White Dove, what are you thinking about? Didn't you hear me eat?"

"Oh, nothing." Jiang Baige closed the notebook, stood up, and followed her mother to the restaurant. "I'm thinking about the idea of ​​a new article."

"New article? Have you finished the last one?" Bai Yunqing became interested. "How is the effect? ​​Are there many readers? Did you make money?"

"mom!"

Jiang Baige was so confused by the barrage of questions that she didn't know which one to answer first.

Bai Yunqing knew that she had said something wrong, but she still looked at Jiang Baige with expectation.

Helplessly, Jiang Baige could only say a few words, but she didn't mention her income or her plans. Because she had made up her mind in this life that she would not say anything unless she made achievements.

So she brought the topic back to her aunt.

"By the way, I have used up the salary card. How to convince my aunt next depends on you as her elder sister."

"Are you sure you've convinced Bai Yang?"

Of course she was sure.

Besides, she had told her mother about her plan and she had gotten her approval. Asking this question now seemed a little strange.

But Bai Yunqing's expression didn't seem like he was joking.

She opened the photo album on her phone, pulled out a few pictures, and placed them in front of Jiang Baige: "If she is really convinced by you as her sister, will she still write these things?"

On the notebook, the four words "Murder Notes" caught her eye, and Jiang Baige's chopsticks fell on the table with a snap.