Broken leg writer, returns to China online

An Lele sits on the sidelines and crams up theoretical knowledge about psychology, because she really can't learn from Laipo's detective novels that are so real because of field investigations.She looked at it wholeheartedly, but there was only a vague idea in her mind, so she spread the book out, gave up decisively, and slumped on the table.

"I don't want to work hard anymore." An Lele issued a renunciation declaration, hugged the palace official and wanted to cry, why she couldn't think about writing a detective novel.An Lele was lying on the table, and the more than 300 episodes of suspenseful criminal investigation films she had watched flashed through her mind.

When Bai Lan came to the novel group to deliver materials, he took the opportunity to rub An Lele's hair. He bent down and said with a smile, "Come on, Teacher Chunhe. I'm really looking forward to Teacher's new work."

An Lele turned her head, and the focus of her eyes fell on the end of Bai Lan's eyes. She forgot under which eye Bai Lan tattooed an inverted crown in the future.

"What's the matter, you keep looking at me." Bai Lan blinked for no reason, looking innocent and pure.

"Bai Lan's eyes are not bloodshot, they are clear and beautiful." An Lele said sincerely, like her eyes, it looked gray and gray, as if she hadn't woken up.Well, there are people who are role models around her, such as Dazai Yumeno, and their eyes are also beautiful.An Lele was distracted.

"Teacher Chunhe can really talk." Bai Lan, who was praised for her good eyes, looked super happy, squatted|slightly higher than the table, and looked at An Lele on an equal footing.

The person Bai Lan looked at seriously seemed to be placed in the center of the world by him.An Lele struggled, sighed inwardly, and buried her head in her arms.Forget it, she agreed, and the next detective novel will be written, and it will be difficult to write if it is difficult.

"Hey, why doesn't Teacher Chunhe look at me anymore?" Bai Lan blinked his fox eyes, the color of his eyes was very clear purple, and he was once evaluated as a pair of lying eyes.But the smile in his eyes was real at this moment, and it was the first time he knew that the production process of "The Great City" was so difficult.

But yes, Chun and Jingming like the vibrant spring, and like to create a world full of vitality.The basis of "The Great City" actually conflicts with her values, but the conflict between different ideas and the struggle in fate are the highlights of this article.

"You're going to work." An Lele didn't raise her head, and she didn't know that Bai Lan knew what the great city she wrote about. She stretched out her hand and gently pushed him, then grabbed a pen and rubbed the tip of it on the paper , "I still have to conceive the outline of the new article... I am not good at writing detective novels."

"If you can't write well, then don't tell me... your evaluation." An Lele, who was resting on her arm, looked at Bai Lan timidly with one eye. She still had no confidence in herself.

Bai Lan suddenly pressed her heart, feeling that she had been poked.He used some means to stop the random gnawing and biting sounds of some people after being poked and hurt their feet, especially after An Lele published "The Sound of Cicadas".Some inactive officials in Yokohama felt that they were ridiculed, and they were ready to launch a sniper attack on Chun and Jingming.

In the original history, An Lele was safe and sound, but another book was used to counter those suffocating remarks. The appearance of the book "The Great City" should be in the back row.

Bai Lan, who hoped that An Lele would have a quiet environment to write and create, naturally chose to make the noisy miscellaneous things quiet.His intervention this time is also to test whether he can change An Lele's writing trend, but he is also worried that his intervention will make An Lele lose his writing inspiration.

It doesn't look like it will.

"I'm looking forward to your great city." Bai Lan smiled nonchalantly.

An Lele covered her face with a slap, why did the translation of the title of this book make people feel so shameful, or was it because her shame was too high.She didn't know that Bai Lan was responsible for her peaceful life these days.

After all, on the surface, Bai Lan is just a small company employee who explodes every day.

An Lele, who was on a errand at work to conceive a new book, heard a commotion coming from the door of the office. It was someone from the logistics department who ordered milk tea and desserts to comfort the staff.The little brother who brings the condolences upstairs is usually the salesperson in the dim sum shop.

But the little brother who came today seems to be a little different.

"Brother Yeto, I'm really sorry for your trouble." The person who also entrusted Yeto with other gifts, such as cigarettes, said.

Well, that delivery boy is called Yato.An Lele stared dully at the blue-eyed Ye Fighting God, nodding and bowing to the people who took care of the business.Then, An Lele accidentally met eyes with Yato.

Uh... can I come here for a while?An Lele paused for a moment and waved to Yato slightly, telling him to come over.Yato's eyes became like a beckoning cat, as if she felt that An Lele didn't want others to find her looking for him.So Yedou took advantage of other people's attention and quickly ran to An Lele's table.

"Guest, is there anything I can do?" Yato squatted down and smiled obsequiously at An Lele, rubbing his hands.jpg

"Ah, if you ask me this way, I don't really need anything...Then please buy me a cup of mango sago." An Lele tilted her head and thought for a while, and found that she actually didn't need God's help. Everything can be solved by itself.An Lele planned to ignore the parts that couldn't be solved.

She took out a large note from her wallet, "Then buy a box of egg tarts."

Listening to the little girl's orders, Yato thought to himself that there was nothing he needed to help, but he was still quite capable.Then he heard the little girl watching him smile and say: "There is still money left, please help me realize a wish, my lord."

An Lele, who just wanted to coax Yato and make him happy so that he could realize his wish, found himself being hugged and crying.An Lele's eyes widened, and she dragged Yeto out with lightning speed.

"Idiot, you are about to become the center of attention of the crowd." An Lele walked out dragging Yato's collar.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo .

An Lele didn't cry, she just stretched out her hand and rubbed the head of Yato who was crying.Although she admitted that there are gods in this world because of the principle of seeking truth from facts, she is no longer an atheist, but seeing such a god with no image...suddenly has no reverence for the group of gods.

Like a group of people.An Lele raised her hand and purred Yeto's hair like a purring cat, but her tone of voice was ruthless like a shepherd driving his flock with a whip, "Go and fulfill my wish, Yeto."

"Go to Yokohama and find that man named Sakunosuke Oda."

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"You don't look that crazy." Richard, who was wearing a long gray trench coat, stepped on the crazy clown's wrist, making him let go of the needle in his hand.In the short fight just now, Richard broke the clown's three ribs in self-defense, and let his brain kiss the mother earth a few times, so the clown should still have a little concussion now.

"Hahahaha, you also seem to have the potential to be a good Gotham man, new boy." The crazy clown, laughing nervously, was lying on the ground laughing and laughing.

Richard, emphasizing again that he had fought the clown in self-defense, pulled out his cell phone and called the police, who spotted the clown and chose to let the police take over.

"Well, yes, the clown should have broken three ribs, and he seems to be delirious due to a concussion." Richard's gray eyes glanced at the twisted clown indifferently, "Well, I did it out of self-preservation."

"Oh, oh, my dear friend, don't be so boring, come on, come here and hit it. I know what you wear on the back of your waist. Everyone needs a handful of small toys on a night in Gotham. Don't be like that The dark monster sent me to the useless police." The clown pointed to his head with a crazy look, his eyes were bloodshot.Later, he also dragged out a crying voice like singing an opera.

"I'm not a vigilante, you are nothing to me..." Richard stared at the exaggerated smile on the clown's face that almost made his facial nerves twitch, feeling as if something was ignored by him, Richard De's eyes seemed to be a precise testing instrument to analyze the information carried by the clown again.

Most of the blood on the clown costume is from that hapless kid on the ground, dust, dust, trash, useless trash, gun|powder burns... gun|powder burns!It wasn't caused by the shooting, it was the injury he got while doing experiments while preparing to bomb.This is why Richard said that the clown is not so crazy. He can do chemical experiments, especially fine gun|powder experiments. People must keep calm and rational.

After Richard noticed that the clown had prepared a large amount of explosives nearby, he immediately set up the little Robin bird on the ground, and while calculating the explosion range in his mind, he also calculated the probability of the clown escaping from life.

The vigorous explosion behind him seemed to be laughing at his futility.

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"That's why you didn't kill the clown? Didn't you bring a wooden barn, put a wooden barn on that damned bastard's head, bastard!" After simply bandaging and injecting drugs to relieve anesthesia, the young Robin Bird woke up quickly.See, that's one of the hard proofs that the Joker isn't that crazy.

Anesthetics are not drugs that can be used indiscriminately. The dosage can be precisely controlled without hurting the nerves, so that the tortured person can still feel the pain alive.Richard really wanted to cut open the clown's brain to see exactly which part of the area he got water in, allowing him to evolve his chemical talent.

And not as crazy as the clown on the surface, the reason why the vigilantes in Gotham are chasing after him is because...

"Hey, are you listening to me? Who are you? Are you from Gotham?"

Richard's head hurts from the Robin bird's noise, and he chirped as if he really regarded himself as a bird, so Richard had to interrupt the Robin bird's chattering question.

"Richard Schultz, just came to Gotham to make a living. His main job is to find lost cats and dogs, and his side job is a third-rate detective who handles cases." The down-and-out third-rate detective Richard sat in his small office alone. Yi Yi sat on the sofa, resting his forehead in frustration, his face was full of exhaustion from being tortured by a brat.

"Entrusted by the client to find his worrying younger brother, by the way, you need to pay extra for the special medicine you use."

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Edogawa Ranpo stared at An Lele for a long time, An Lele moved uncomfortably. Ranpo didn't know when he found out that she had written a new article, and calculated the time when she finished writing a chapter, and asked her When are you going to publish it.

An Lele thought to see if she could ask the detective to give her opinions and suggestions, so she brought her manuscript over.Poe had read it beforehand and corrected several fallacies that would not have occurred in the real situation.

Is there a big common sense error?An Lele thought anxiously.

"Obviously in front of you is a famous detective, why did you use Dr. Mori's character design." Ranbu said dissatisfiedly, like a puffer fish inflated.Because of this association, An Lele burst out laughing.

"No, my capital has changed to this point, why can you still see it." An Lele reacted and looked over in surprise.

"It can be clearly seen from the fact that the protagonist is poor, and the protagonist is not doing his job properly and likes to implement the optimal solution..." An Lele's admiring eyes made Edogawa Ranpo very satisfied, so he spoke more vigorously.

"Okay, I'll correct this part right away." An Lele nodded, and was about to draw on the paper with a pen.

"Why, just write it like that, except for a detective who can see it, you have changed into this, and no one else can see it." Edogawa Ranbu pricked up his ears and stopped An Lele.Hmph, this time he will definitely guess the ending.

The last time there was a global flu, he calculated that Yoko would die, but he didn’t expect that she would confess to herself. The content of the diary seemed unwilling, but in fact she had liberated herself and realized her own value——Yoko became the support for Bai Jiang to continue walking Go down the spiritual pillar.

It's not that kind of superficial meaning, Edogawa Ranpo pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, throwing away the coat of the heroine, a tiny life was sublimated spiritually after watching the doctor cure the disease, and the sublimated spirit was fed back to Gi Her radiant presence.

This is a story about redemption.

"No need to change it." Edogawa Ranpo put away the pen in An Lele's hand, closed the lid, and gave the manuscript to An Lele, "Go to the newspaper office."

An Lele shook her head, blinked her eyes, and tried to speak with her eyes. She won't meet anyone when she goes out like this.

"No, no, that quack doctor has no time to bother you now, go and go, don't change it." Edogawa Ranbu pushed An Lele out of the detective agency, and threw the cat out by the way.

Not long after An Lele left, Osamu Dazai went out and came back.

"Hey, didn't Lele say that he would come over today? Ranbu-san, do you know where Lele is now?" Looking around, Osamu Dazai realized that he and An Lele had missed each other.

"I went to see my friends—ha, what did the newspapers say? Didn't I tell them who the murderer is? Why did people escape?" Edogawa flipped through the newspapers twice to find the current news , made one or two angry voices.

"Friends?" The first thing that flashed in Dazai's mind was Po and Bami, whom An Lele had formally befriended, both of whom were not good at words.Not threatening, he thought.

"Very likely, it won't happen soon." Edogawa Ranpo, who was behind the newspaper, said lightly.

An Lele gave the new manuscript to Xiqiao editor.

"This should be regarded as a Western fantasy novel." An Lele didn't know what to say, because there was always a feeling of writing a fanfic. It's better to lose a little bit of superheroes and super villains, and just write about criminal investigation.An Lele thought.

"I want to try to write detective novels, but I find that I'm really not good at writing, so I'll write a short story."

"No, in fact, this kind of psychological and ideological confrontation with Mr. Chunhe is very interesting, no, it should be said to be shocking. The protagonist who chooses the best solution is a neutral faction, and the decent vigilante thinks he is also an outlaw. This strong sense of redemption attracts a crazy villain who wants to break the bottom line he insists on."

"The entanglement of pros and cons, as well as the tension between the two sides on the neutral faction, the confrontation between law and chaos, and the people living in the cracks, short stories are not enough to write such a huge worldview." Editor Xiqiao has only one request, that is, please more Write a little.

no what are you talking aboutAn Lele felt that she couldn't keep up with the editor's thoughts again, so she only wrote a little bit.

"Mr. Chunhe supports which side's concept is the pros and cons?" Editor Xiqiao asked cautiously. Although the publishing house did not have any requirements, if the villain wins in the end, according to the teacher's attention, the society will There may be a crisis of public opinion.

"I don't even support it." An Lele finally heard a question that she could understand.

"No matter how the clown breaks the order, a new order will always be established. The chaos he wants will never be realized. But people, as long as there is a certain order, they can live tenaciously."

An Lele talked with editor Xiqiao about the idea and setting of the new article, and when she walked out of the newspaper office, she remembered belatedly.

"Ah..." She originally wanted to write something.She seems to want to write a simple detective novel.

An Lele led the hall official Xinma as they walked freely. Inadvertently, she saw Zhong who was hurrying past and seemed to be in a hurry to do something.Soon, An Lele knew what he was anxious about.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also cleaning up the mess for the members of the organization who caused trouble again. An Lele followed him and watched him go to the warehouse near the dock, fighting off the black clothes who taught Shirase like a thug.

"Hey, you've been sneaking behind me for so long, and you still don't get out." Zhong Yuanzhong also kicked a stone backwards, and it hit the wall with a bang.

An Lele had a protective shield on her body, so she was safe and sound, but she heard the same thing, so she had no choice but to turn off the line of sight jammer on her body and walk out from the corner.

"Hello, Zhongye." An Lele resisted the urge to sigh and said slowly.

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Hahaha [cover your face] I have achieved the achievement of writing fanfiction in fanfiction

There is another update tonight, otherwise the number of words on the list will not be enough_(:з」∠)_

I went to bed very early recently. Yesterday I went to bed at [-] o’clock in the evening, and then I woke up naturally at [-] o’clock this morning, and then coded for a while

感谢在2020-04-2022:29:31~2020-04-2210:51:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: a bottle of readers who reminded me to update;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!