Chapter 31: The Writer (1)

Looking at the familiar place in front of me, memories swept through my mind.

How long has it been since he left here? Lin Mu himself didn't know very well, he only knew that this was the place he loved the most.

No matter whether there was pain, struggle and suffering, he could never forget what Wei Zhifan had said to him

"You are hope for this city, a glimmer of light in the darkness. "If you run away, it's not liberation, it's cowardice.

Lin Mu took a deep breath, sorted out his emotions, and finally took the first step. The police station is still the same, everyone is busy, and no one seems to notice him.

"Hey, sir, please excuse me. Bai Lan held a pile of materials and did not raise her head.

"Bailan, it's me. Bai Lan raised her head suddenly, saw a familiar face, Bai Lan's eyes instantly filled with tears, and shouted to the back, "Zheng Wei, Zheng Wei come quickly!"

"What's the matter, I'm too busy to move?" Zheng Wei said as he walked out of it and looked at the man in front of him.

"Team Forest...... Team Lin, you're back!" Zheng Wei was so excited that he threw himself at Lin Mu. Zheng Wei patted Lin Mu's back and said, "You're finally back!"

"Well, it's back, come down, shame. Lin Mu took Zheng Wei down, saying that it was fake to be unhappy, and the guilt was also true.

"Hey, it's good for you to come back, you finally don't have to look at Team Zhang's stinky face. Zheng Wei wiped his tears and wiped them on Lin Mu.

"Team Zhang is very good, don't say that. Seeing Zheng Wei touching his snot and tears to himself, Lin Mu didn't mind, so let him indulge this time.

"No, it's still hello, have you said hello to the Lu Bureau?" Zheng Wei sniffed and asked seriously.

"I don't have time, I'll go now. ”

Lin Mu hesitated outside the office for a long time, and was about to knock on the door, when Director Lu opened the door and walked out.

"Land Bureau. Lin Mu straightened up and gave a standard military salute.

"Hey, you're finally willing to come back. Director Lu patted him on the shoulder, quite relieved.

"When you're back, just do a good job and look forward. ”

"Well, thank you, Director Lu. "This is also the reason why Lin Mu decided to come back, here are his brothers who once fought side by side, and there is a mission on his shoulders.

"It just so happens that there is a case here, you go and handle it. ”

"What case?"

"The murder of a famous novelist. ”

"Yes!"

"Recently, the famous novelist Huang Fan was killed in his home, and the way of death is exactly the same as that of the supporting actor in his novel "Tomorrow's Journey", it is understood that ......"

The man in front of the TV impatiently turned off the TV and walked to the windowsill to open the curtains. The light outside the window pierced his eyes. He closed the curtains again with a snort, walked to the computer desk and frantically coded words, and kept muttering "now...... It's my turn. ”

"The deceased Huang Fan, male, thirty-four years old, living alone, is a famous contemporary novelist, known as the most popular fiction writer, and his famous work "Tomorrow's Journey" in the supporting actor Ah Sasa died exactly the same as him, was pierced through the heart with a bow and arrow. People who can use bows and arrows now...... There must be very few. Bai Lan said as she handed everyone a stack of information

"This is the appearance of the supporting actor Assa in the novel "Tomorrow's Journey", I hope it will inspire you. ”

Lin Mu read the excerpt of the novel carefully, and suddenly asked, "This novel is a bestseller, right?"

"Of course, you can sell thousands of copies a day, and you say that it doesn't sell well. ”

"How long has he been famous?"

"Speaking of which, I've heard his name for the past two years, almost two years. ”

"Was there anything special about the crime scene?"

"When the deceased died, he was coding words in front of his computer, which is the content of his new novel. I've coded a lot of words. ”

"Who was in and out of his house that day?"

"There's an editor, and there's a regular courier. ”

"Let's go and find out. ”

Lin Mu looked at the editor sitting on the sofa, looked at his long but well-groomed hair and asked, "Are you friends with Huang Fan?"

"Well, sort of. Usually, they communicate with each other and discuss the content of the novel. ”

"What did you do with him yesterday?"

"Well, he asked me to go that day and said he had something new for me to see. ”

"What's new in the novel?"

"Yes, he was very excited, and said that this novel would definitely sell well when it was written, and I read that it was true, the storyline was cleverly arranged, the content was very attractive, and I was very interested in just reading the outline. ”

"When did you leave?"

"After reading the outline, I left, and we were very busy. "The editor is a little impatient, and such a good novel will be lost.

"Thank you for your cooperation, we will come to you if necessary. "The editor's entry and exit time does not match the time of the deceased's death, so the person who delivered the courier ......

Lin Mu and Zheng Wei checked at the courier company and found that there was no courier delivery to Huang Fan's home that day, so they asked, "Where is the courier who usually sends couriers to this house?"

"I had diarrhea yesterday and didn't come to work. ”

It seems that only by checking back from Huang Fan's side can we know who the person who delivered the courier yesterday is. Lin Mu thought to himself and decided to return to the scene of the crime to look for clues.

As a writer, Huang Fan's residence is naturally in a quiet place, and the single-family cottage has become the best venue. As soon as he entered the door, Lin Mu was stunned. Trophies and certificates for all the awards Huang Fan has won are placed on both sides of the entrance.

But I have to admit that Huang Fan's strength is amazing, and he has won countless awards. From the door to the living room, the two cabinets should be Huang Fan's struggle in the past two years.

Although the living room is large, it is obvious that his usual activity place is not here, Lin Mu went directly to the second floor and entered Huang Fan's bedroom, which is the scene of the first crime.

Lin Mu looked around and found that the bedroom was not as messy as he imagined, but was still in order. On the chair in front of the computer desk, where Huang Fansuo worked and was killed.

The blood had dried up, and there was a small cupboard above the computer desk where nothing was in it. Lin Mu walked over and looked at the empty cupboard, it was spotlessly clean, since there was no thing to put it, how could he care so much? Maybe there was something very important to the deceased here.

Lin Mu left the room again and came to the door, and heard Zhen Zheng say that the distance of archery came in from the door, and ordinary bows and arrows were also deadly weapons in the hands of people with amazing strength.

Lin Mu gestured an arrow at the computer desk at the door, and an arrow pierced the heart, fast, accurate, and ruthless. There must have been no lack of practice.

In today's society, how many people can use bows and arrows? Perhaps, you can start here.

"Who sells this thing?" said the owner of the sporting goods store, knocking melon seeds, without raising his head, "It's not easy to use, it's better to use a crossbow." ”

"Nobody buys it? Are you sure?"

"Hey, no, there's no market, and we won't sell it. If it's not sold, how can anyone buy it?"

"Is there any place to sell it?"

"As far as I know, there is no place in this place, you really want to make your own and be self-sufficient. The ancestors can do it, but you can't do it?"

"Okay, thank you. "Even if someone really buys a bow and arrow to commit murder, as the boss said, it is better to buy a crossbow to be more powerful, why do you want to use an ordinary bow and arrow, and it is according to the death method of the supporting role?