The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

【Brain Storage】

Xie Xuan'an is a writer who dreams of creating online articles. However, his carefully woven stories often fail at the review stage. It's not because his writing skills are weak, but because the content of his works is beyond the standard.

For two whole months, he revised the manuscript dozens of times, using various writing techniques, but in the end, the door to review was ruthlessly closed.

It should be stated that what he wrote is by no means pornographic, please don't get me wrong.

Xie Xuan'an's anger grew stronger and stronger, so he decided to call the editor to find out the truth. The call was connected, and the ringing lasted for a long time before the other party picked up lazily.

"Hello, who is this?" The editor's voice was cold and full of impatience.

"I'm Big Rabbit Popping Candy, why can't my novel pass the review?" He tried his best to suppress his anger and asked in a deep voice. Big Rabbit Popping Candy is Xie Xuan'an's pen name.

"Your novel is full of violence and blood. Such bad content will not be accepted." The editor answered without hesitation.

"But this is the most realistic experience of committing a crime! I wrote it very carefully!" Xie Xuan'an argued anxiously.

"Truth does not mean it can be spread at will. If you want to write a novel, you must consider the social impact." The editor's response was serious and full of disgust.

Xie Xu'an felt hopeless. Was his two months of hard work going to waste? He was unwilling to accept this.

For two whole months, he worked tirelessly to create the most realistic scene, even committing the crime himself.

But in the end, all he got was a mere two dollars and fifty cents of ridicule.

In an instant, he felt hopeless and his heart was broken into countless pieces. He hung up the phone angrily, feeling that his dream had been ruthlessly trampled upon, and threw the phone aside in anger.

He clutched his hair tightly with both hands and stared at the content of the novel being edited on the screen.

The sentence in the novel reads: "The hair is so delicious, let me make it for you."

Xie Xuan'an's face was distorted at this moment, and he looked as ferocious and terrifying as a wolf.

"Uh uh uh..uh uh uh."

Strange noises echoed in the dim room.

Does being a murderer mean that he has no right to create? He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At this moment, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

Since it is impossible to directly depict the crime process, why not change the perspective and approach it from the perspective of the police solving the case?

In this way, the authenticity of the novel can be ensured without causing any adverse effects.

This thought made Xie Xuan'an so excited that his face flushed. His hands flew as he started typing on the keyboard, and he started his novel writing journey again.

Xie Xuan'an's slender fingers moved rapidly on the keyboard, as if time had stopped, and he was completely immersed in his own creative world.

As the plot slowly progressed, he became more and more immersed in this unique way of writing.

By trying to figure out the police's thoughts and trying to find the clues I deliberately left behind, this feeling...

The hands of the digital watch quietly pointed to twelve o'clock midnight.

Suddenly, a strange pale light flashed across the computer screen. Xie Xuan'an was blinded by the brightness. Gradually, he felt his body being fiercely pulled towards the computer by a powerful force.

"Ahhh! What the hell is this? Ahhhhhh——" Xie Xuan'an struggled desperately in disbelief. An ominous premonition welled up in his heart. He took a last reluctant glance at the room, and then his eyes went black and his whole body was completely sucked in.

The entire dark room was filled with crackling sounds of electricity.

Soon, everything fell silent, except for the computer on the desk which started to operate on its own.

The computer ran automatically without any human control, and Xie Xuan'an's novel miraculously passed the review and was successfully put on the platform.

Book title: "I'm Not a Sinner", a first-person novel told from the murderer's perspective.

Once it was released, it received widespread acclaim, with readers surprised that it had even passed review.

At the same time, the comic "I'm Not a Sinner" also quietly began serialization.

...

In the dimly lit interrogation room, Xie Xuan'an sat dejectedly on the cold iron chair, his hands bound by heavy handcuffs, his eyes full of fatigue and confusion.

In charge of the interrogation were the experienced criminal police captain Li Ming and the young and capable female police officer Zhao Yue.

Li Ming looked serious, staring at Xie Xuan'an: "Xie Xuan'an, you should know why you are here."

Xie Xuanan slowly raised his head, looking aggrieved: "Captain Li, I really don't know, I was wronged."

Li Ming snorted, "Unjustly accused? All the evidence at the scene points to you, and you are still trying to argue."

Zhao Yue flipped open the folder in her hand: "On the night of the incident, someone saw you wandering around the victim's residence. How do you explain it?"

Xie Xuanan said anxiously: "I was just passing by, and I did have something urgent to deal with at the time."

Li Ming slammed the table: "Then why are your fingerprints on the murder weapon?"

Xie Xuan'an's body trembled and he shouted, "I don't know, someone must have deliberately framed me!"

Zhao Yue asked calmly: "Xie Xuan'an, you'd better tell the truth. Does the victim have any grudge against you?"

Xie Xuan'an shook his head desperately: "I have no grudge against him, and I definitely have no motive to kill him."

Li Ming stood up and walked to Xie Xuan'an: "According to our investigation, you and the victim had a dispute in the business field. Isn't this your motive for committing the crime?"

Xie Xuanan bit his lip tightly: "It's just a small conflict, it won't make me kill anyone."

The interrogation room fell into a brief silence, with only the slight hum of the air conditioner.

Zhao Yue spoke again, breaking the silence: "When the case happened, you said there was an urgent matter to deal with. What was it? Can anyone prove it?"

Xie Xuan lowered his head and thought for a while: "I went to buy medicine for my seriously ill mother, and the staff at the pharmacy can prove it."

Li Ming slightly turned his head to look at Zhao Yue, who nodded and went out to verify.

After a while, Zhao Yue returned to the interrogation room and whispered a few words in Li Ming's ear. Li Ming frowned and looked at Xie Xuan again: "The pharmacy staff did confirm that you went to buy medicine, but this cannot completely clear your suspicion."

Xie Xuan looked at them desperately and cried, "I really didn't kill anyone. You must believe me."

Li Ming slowly sat back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table, thinking: "Xie Xuan'an, we will continue to investigate, but if you hide anything, the consequences will be serious."