Jerry did not stay in prison for long because he gained sympathy from the club, and a year after his release, he found his current wife and started a new married life.

A week before he died, Jerry's wife had just given birth to twins for him.

Unexpectedly, Jerry was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his last day was a trip with his mistress under the guise of a business trip. The woman had already heard of the name of the Inujing Hotel, and she wanted to go there to see the view. Jerry was somewhat resistant, but not driven by lust.

Coupled with the fact that he had developed a habit of growing beards in prison, even though the old employees of the Inujing Hotel were still around, Jerry felt that they would not recognize him as the murderer with a butcher knife, so he could complete this bloody journey without incident.

......

Jerry was so angry that on a white bed in the guest room of the Inujing Hotel, his face was hideous, as if he had seen a ghost, and the woman who cleaned the room described.

Liu Wei glanced at it hurriedly, and did not forget to smile at his wife during the period.

Of course, a heart attack was the direct cause of death, but what Jerry had seen in the room before that was anyone's guess.

Due to the pseudonym he used when registering at the hotel, Jerry did not attract everyone's attention after his death. The time of the newspaper's release was a full 3 months from the date of Jerry's death, so how did his connection with the Inujing Hotel be discovered?

Was it his friend who bragged about it in a bar, or was his mistress so frightened by a vision in the room on the night of the dead that she had a nervous breakdown that caused the local media to smell it?

Or does his wife discover her husband's hidden past and learn that it may be a ghost?

Of course, Jerry's ex-wife may also provide clues.

It is said that the adulterous lady witnessed the brutal murder of her lover Tom by her husband at the time ten years ago, and in addition to the mental blow, she must have repented and tormented her actions.

However, when she learns of Jerry's death, she learns that the woman in the room at the time is his mistress......

The most terrifying thing is the expression on the woman's face at that moment.

......

"So which room did he live in?" Wei III savored, and after all, he still shuddered.

As for the room where Tom was killed, the newspaper noted that it was the one near the kitchen, which was on the first floor, and must not have anything to do with Room 305, where they lived.

But the room where Jerry was scared to death could be anything.

"Hmph, man. ”

"Hmph, man. Momoko chimed in, even though she was looking at her storybook and had no idea what the adults were talking about.

——

Right now~

"There's no sense of substitution at all. Liu Wei stood firm in his statement.

In this way, he was coaxing Peaches to sleep last night until dawn, and it is very likely that he also had a nightmare.

It's just that I didn't wake up on the spot, and my head can't remember anything, only the feeling of headache and sleepiness lingers.

Eighty percent of his own limbs were also stripped of his limbs and floated in pools of blood—though it was as if he hadn't done anything bad. But when he just saw his wife holding his manuscript paper and his indignant appearance, he guessed that he was feeling uneasy about the protagonist's behavior, right?

It is precisely because of the sense of substitution that Wei III struggled with whether (the protagonist of the new work) took "that step", and finally crossed the red line, is it just that Liu Wei thinks that this kind of bridge will be welcomed by readers?

Could it be that he wanted to try this feeling from the bottom of his heart?

......

Definitely setting me up.

After careful consideration, Liu Wei deeply realized that he couldn't admit that he had the slightest feeling of substitution when writing this book. At this moment, he should light a cigar and calmly talk about how he conceived a new work from the structure and the development of the plot.

"There really isn't any sense of substitution?" However, for some reason, Chai Mi's eyes turned red, "You're too much." ”

"Huh?"

"It's your job, you can't put it in, do you want me and Peaches to eat the Northwest Wind in the future?" the wife pointed out the window.

"And snow. ”

"Are you still in the mood to joke?" Chai Mi blinked, and tears dripped on Liu Wei's manuscript paper, "Excessively, perfunctory writing, the peaches have lost weight recently." ”

"No, the sense of substitution is one thing, I prefer to ...... from the frame"

"I don't listen. Chai Mi covered her ears, "Those who write books don't feel anything, do you expect any resonance from those who read books?"

"It can't be said that there is no substitution ...... at all"

"Peaches has lost weight and can't sleep. Chai Mi muttered to herself, completely ignoring Liu Wei's words.

"Actually...... When I wrote this book, I still had a strong sense of substitution. ”

When Chai Mi heard that it was "very strong", she immediately raised her head, but immediately lowered her eyes, "Liar." ”

"No, no, no, just now, in order to pretend to be professional, I wanted to boast about the frame structure and the refraction of reality. ”

Chai Mi looked at her husband seriously and nodded. Liu Wei continued, "Looking back now, the best-selling "The Magician" simply entered David's world without thinking about it so much.

"So this new work is also ......"

"Do you have a strong sense of substitution when you write?" asked Chai Mi eagerly.

"Hmm...... A· Isn't it funny, even a little crazy, I often write and laugh and empathize. Liu Wei took the original manuscript and reviewed the passage he wrote before coming to the Inujing Hotel, "When I came here, I was thinking about how to let him have a heart-wrenching story behind him, so that everyone could feel shocked."

"Later, I realized that the tone had changed, and it would be strange to write tragedy, so I gave up. ”

"It's good to be happy. Chai Mi smiled cheerfully.

"I think so, too. Actually, I still don't understand how to write right and wrong, but not hearing the 'snapping' sound of the typewriter makes me uneasy. In the end, I chose the easiest way: don't think about it, feel it. ”

“A· A keeps saying this to others. Chai Mi approached her husband and rubbed the tears just now on Liu Wei's clothes by the way.

"The title of the book has not been decided, but at least it will be ensured, and the rest will be left to the editor and the audience to judge. Liu Wei stroked Chai Mi's head, "Please help me come up with a title." ”

"Leave it to me. The girl was very happy, but in the next second, she sank her face and said, "Are you still carrying me and Peaches behind your back, and are you ambiguous with other women!"

"I'm just writing a book. Liu Wei wanted to cry without tears.

"You yourself say that the sense of substitution is very strong, very strong. Chai Mi pinched the meat on her husband's inner thighs this time.

"Ah, but A· A doesn't have a wife. ”

"But he's hooking up with someone else's wife, aren't you ashamed to be a father?" Chai Mi pointed at Liu Wei's nose.