Luo Zhiqing is almost fifty years old this year, but he is still like a child, sleeping until the sun burns his buttocks, and then he gets up from the bed slowly.

In his own words, the job of writing detective novels inevitably doesn't blow up until the evening.

Of course, the most incredible thing is that Luo Zhiqing lives in black and white upside down day after day, and his body can still bear it, except for being diagnosed with diabetes a few years ago, his body is not bad.

"Diabetes is nothing more than injections, and it's actually nothing ...... if you look at it."

These are the original words of Comrade Lao Luo.

But it is undeniable that Luo Zhiqing was able to achieve today's achievements by writing novels, and there is one person's credit that cannot be erased.

Naturally, it is his lover, Hu Yu.

No, Luo Zhiqing had just gotten up, and before he walked out of the bedroom, he had already smelled the smell of rice.

For a while, Luo Zhiqing felt that the remaining sleepy insects in his brain were rushing to fly away, he walked to the dining room, looked at the mouth-watering roast duck in front of him, just stretched out his hand, but was slapped off by a slap.

"Go brush your teeth and wash your face first!" Hu Yu glared at him angrily, and brought the freshly boiled fish soup to the table.

Luo Zhiqing laughed twice, went to the toilet with a fart, and sighed again, if you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for.

Hu Yu is Luo Zhiqing's second wife, since the death of his ex-wife, Hu Yu has been taking care of Luo Zhiqing's daily life, although the two have no children, Hu Yu can be regarded as a full-time wife.

Laundry, cooking, and cleaning are all the same, and the two have been living like this for more than ten years.

If you want to ask Luo Zhiqing if he has any regrets in his heart, there must be, that is, he has never been able to have a child belonging to the two of them with Hu Yu.

As for the unassuming son he and his ex-wife, although Luo Zhiqing felt ashamed, after so many years, although Luo Zhiqing still couldn't let go, he had already looked down on it.

If there is no accident, I am afraid that the knot between the two fathers and sons will not be untied in this life.

Let him go......

After washing, Luo Zhiqing came to the table again and sat down, first drank a bowl of fish soup, and then picked up the newspaper at hand and looked at it casually.

As a standard post-60s generation, Luo Zhiqing is not unable to keep up with the pace of the times, and most of his daily writing uses computers to consult information, but the habit of reading newspapers every day has not fallen.

After all, when it comes to writing, you can't tell when he got the inspiration.

There is a lot of information on the Internet, and all kinds of unscrupulous stories make people feel like they have been forcibly fed.

In comparison, although the articles in the newspaper are not so whimsical, they are fortunately more realistic, in addition to the gossip of celebrities, many real stories have provided Luo Zhiqing with a steady stream of material.

Creation is originally based on life and higher than life.

Out of professional preference, Luo Zhiqing's favorite thing to read is, of course, "Legal Daily", and what he is best at is also adapting real cases, but today he found that his lover actually bought a copy of "People's Daily" that he rarely buys at home.

Out of curiosity, he opened the newspaper that was sold out of stock today......

Five minutes later, Luo Zhiqing's chopsticks fell directly on the table.

"Come and see, ......baby! This Lawson ...... Be...... It's ......"

For a while, Luo Zhiqing couldn't understand what he said, his mouth trembled, of course, the nickname of his wife still seemed so numb.

On the other side, Hu Yu was still stir-frying in the kitchen, and when he heard Luo Zhiqing's shout, he only smiled and responded: "I also saw it just now, so I bought one and came back to make you happy." ”

Luo Zhiqing couldn't sit still, grabbed the newspaper in one hand, walked to the kitchen in three steps and two steps, stared at a pair of big eyes and asked, "What is said above is really my son?"

In contrast, Hu Yu's reaction seemed a little too calm.

"The name Rosen is not uncommon, but it's called this name, and there shouldn't be many people whose father is also a mystery writer, well, the point is that the newspaper also wrote his address, ......"

Hu Yu took a spatula and pointed to a residential information in the corner, and then said: "I remember when I went to see him with you last year, the location of the navigation was in this community, although the rent was not expensive, but the green environment was too poor, and he, like you, was also a person who didn't like to go out of the house, and I also suggested ...... at that time."

Hu Yu was still talking here, Luo Zhiqing had already returned to the living room, picked up his mobile phone and called his son.

Unfortunately, the other end of the microphone is a system prompt that the phone has been turned off.

"No! There was such a big incident, and the rabbit cub didn't call back to report it?"

Hu Yu grabbed the spatula, put the last dish in the pot, and said, "You, don't look at the last time your grandfather and son talked on the phone." ”

Hearing this, Luo Zhiqing was silent for a moment.

The next meal may be the most complicated meal in Luo Zhiqing's life, he only drank two bowls of soup and put his chopsticks in his favorite soup on weekdays.

The "People's Daily" in his hand was almost shattered by him.

"I'm going out for a walk. ”

Seeing that Hu Yu began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks to wash, Luo Zhiqing took the key and went out directly.

Seeing this, Hu Yu couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Generally, unless he encounters a serious Kavin when he is writing, and he is really inspired, Comrade Lao Luo will take the initiative to go out for a walk, and today it seems that this incident has really touched him a lot.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing......

Luo Zhiqing, who went out, was actually not able to go far, because he really underestimated the speed of information dissemination in modern society and the efficiency of reporters to act on the news.

He had just arrived at the gate of the community when he was stopped by a group of excited reporters and blinding lights.

"May I ask you are Mr. Rosen's father, Mr. Luo Zhiqing, and what do you think about your son becoming the savior of all mankind?"

"I heard that you don't have a good relationship with Mr. Rosen, and what is your response to that?"

"Do you know why that other world chose Mr. Rosen, and does it have anything to do with your family's family history?"

……

Luo Zhiqing experienced what it was like to be a star for the first time in his life, and it turned out that it didn't taste very good.

However, just as he was about to flee, he suddenly found that one of the reporters was holding his new book in his hand!

Although Luo Zhiqing is a professional writer and has debuted for more than ten years, in all fairness, his books have never been on the legendary best-seller list, and although the monthly manuscript fee is a little higher than most people's salaries, it is still far from being rich and expensive.

Don't even think about book signings, book conferences, fan meetings, etc......

At this time, I happened to see someone holding his own book, Comrade Lao Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he struggled to move the fat and flesh of his body, and finally succeeded in coming to the little reporter's body and snatched the book in his hand.

Then he faced the microphones that were only held to his lips, and the red light emitted by the clusters of cameras, revealing a kind smile.

"Yes, I am Rosen's father, Luo Zhiqing, pen name Mu Bai Gongzi, if you want to know about me and my son, don't actually ask me, the answer is in this "Murder Please Blink", in which the protagonist Inspector Luo Miao was created based on my son, I hope you will support ......"

In the end, Luo Zhiqing, of course, did not answer a reporter's question, but promoted his new book over and over again in high spirits, and then planned to retire and flee home for refuge.

However, at this moment, a middle-aged man holding a microphone suddenly squeezed through the crowd and quickly rushed towards Luo Zhiqing.

In his left pocket, a bloodthirsty cold light quietly appeared.

"Don't squeeze it, don't squeeze it! What, that's all for today's interview, and I'll reply to ......you when I go back and discuss it with my lover."

Luo Zhiqing didn't notice the situation on his side, and was still fighting with a group of reporters, fighting and retreating.

The next moment, the middle-aged reporter finally put down the microphone in his hand, and when he saw it, his left hand was raised high, revealing a short knife clenched in his palm.

Pierced directly towards Luo Zhiqing's heart!

Seeing this scene, several reporters next to him exclaimed one after another, and they all subconsciously retreated.

Who would have thought that in this seemingly calm interview scene, such a terrifying scene would be encountered!

Someone thought of it.

"Bang!"

A gunshot sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky, exploding directly in everyone's ears, startling all reporters and photographers to fall to the ground, Luo Zhiqing was also so frightened that he lowered his head and almost fell to the ground with weak legs.

Immediately afterwards, a burly man suddenly emerged from the crowd, put his arm around Luo Zhiqing's shoulder with one hand, and took him into the community.

"Mr. Luo, don't panic, I'm Xu Yong of the anti-terrorist unit A307, I was instructed by my superiors to be responsible for protecting your safety, please follow me. ”

Luo Zhiqing didn't react to what was going on, but when he suddenly looked back, he saw that the middle-aged reporter had been pressed under him by several people, and his left hand that was waving in vain was already scarlet, and as for the thrilling knife, he was gone.

Ten minutes later, three police cars roared up, and the man leading the team came to a group of black-clothed people in a menacing manner, and said in a deep voice: "No matter how critical the situation is, how can you shoot here? What if you accidentally injure the people! I want to complain to your leaders!"

As the words fell, a tall and thin man came out from the opposite side, carrying a long silver box in his hand.

The voice was so calm that it sent chills down the spine.

"Team Huang, right? The chief has repeatedly instructed that you must ensure the safety of all the people in the Luo family 100%, but you didn't arrive until ten minutes after the incident, if it weren't for my people staying here day and night, you wouldn't be able to afford to pay for ten lives today, okay, don't say anything, go back and get the punishment." ”