When Ye Chen returned home from Huayu Publishing House, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and he had a meal with Zheng Wei at noon, which was a little delayed.

When he entered the door, he found that Zhao Qingwei was not at home, Ye Chen didn't think much about it, but when Zhao Qingwei went out to play, he immediately returned to his room, turned on the computer, thought for a while, and coded a line of words.

The Devotion of Suspect X

This novel was written by Keigo Higashino, a famous mystery novel author in the island country in his previous life, and the fame and honor of this novel are also quite great, and it is the only top masterpiece in Japan's history that has won the annual championship of the three major novel lists! and won the Naoki Award, Japan's highest literary award, and the Benge Mystery Novel Award. In addition to this, the Naoki Award also has quite a high opinion of the author, saying that he wrote the scam to the extreme!

What's more, the book is only a hundred thousand words, which is suitable for serialization in magazines, so it is a good choice to make a name for yourself with this novel.

It was a last resort to come up with this method, if there was no Cheng Ji to intervene horizontally, Ye Chen would have been able to hype it up with the help of Huayu Publishing House with the help of Zheng Wei, which can be called a perfect start. Aside from the quality of the novel, resources, channels, publicity and contacts are available, but there is such a thing, although Zheng Wei said that he would try his best to strive for the tilt of resources in publicity, but both Ye Chen and Zheng Wei know in their hearts that this is better than nothing.

Ye Chen didn't want his first book to end dismally, leaving a stain on his life from the beginning, not to mention that he couldn't be sorry for this classic.

Therefore, Ye Chen made this decision to discuss with Zheng Wei to see if he could write a novel first and serialize it in the magazine to make a name for himself, of course, when he told Zheng Wei, he lied about a novel he had written before, otherwise it would be too demonic. Since Huayu Publishing House does not have its own newspapers and magazines, Zheng Wei agreed very happily, but Zheng Wei didn't value it too much at that time, not that he didn't believe in Ye Chen's strength, but that two weeks was too short, unless the quality of Ye Chen's novels was against the sky, Zheng Wei was not optimistic that Ye Chen would be able to make a name for himself in just two weeks.

Putting aside these chaotic thoughts in his mind, Ye Chen once again began his own plagiarism path.

More than 100,000 words are not much, with Ye Chen's code speed, it can be completed in a few hours, after Ye Chen saved the document, he sent it according to Zheng Wei's private mailbox.

It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. I've done everything I need to do, and then I just need to be patient

At night, Ye Chen was sitting on the sofa and watching the TV series boringly, and after watching it for a while, Ye Chen really couldn't stand it, the old-fashioned TV plot, coupled with the unchanged theme, really couldn't get into the eyes of Ye Chen, a traverser.

Just when Ye Chen was about to wash up and go to bed, the doorbell rang, and Ye Chen opened the door, it was Zhao Qingwei.

Ye Chen let go, and when Zhao Qingwei came in, he asked curiously, "Zhao Da Beauty, where have you been today?" I thought you would suddenly run home like last time. ”

Zhao Qingwei ignored Ye Chen, maybe she was thirsty, so she ran straight to the table in front of the sofa and poured a glass of water, and only after drinking the water did she say to Ye Chen:

"I'm going out today to get on business, I'm going to contact the recording studio in Qingyang City. ”

Ye Chen looked at Zhao Qingwei with a tired face, but his eyes were very bright, and said, "Then have you found it?"

Zhao Qingwei said with a smile: "I can record, although it is a little worse than my family, but it is already okay, not to mention, even if it is worse, I have to finish recording as soon as possible while you are still there, lest I have to go so far to find you if I have a problem." After speaking, Zhao Qingwei looked at Ye Chen with a playful expression.

Ye Chen smiled bitterly: "What is the matter with me in your recording, don't forget that you are a professional, I am just an amateur." ”

When Zhao Qingwei heard this, she glared at Ye Chen and said, "Then I don't care, you treated me like that yesterday, you have to be responsible for me, anyway, you have to accompany me to record a song tomorrow." ”

When Ye Chen heard this, he remembered what happened before, and said in his heart that he was really caught by the handle now, looking at Zhao Qingwei's rogue look, he said helplessly: "Okay then." ”

Zhao Qingwei nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, after a busy day today, she had to take a comfortable bath

Wang Jing is an ordinary urban white-collar worker, after graduating from college, she found a job in her hometown of Qingyang City, because of her outstanding personal ability and the status of a famous university graduate, she soon became an editor of Chaoyang Magazine, the largest magazine in Qingyang City.

As usual, after Wang Jing got home from work, she turned on her computer after resting for a while, logged in to her mailbox, and began to browse today's submission with a tired face.

An hour later, Wang Jing, who was sitting next to the computer, shook her head with some disappointment, although there are a lot of these manuscripts, most of them are works that have no new ideas, and there are no eye-catching works. However, Wang Jing has long been accustomed to this, just as Wang Jing was about to exit the mailbox and take a good bath, Wang Jing found that an email suddenly appeared in her other mailbox.

Wang Jing was a little curious, her mailbox is a more private mailbox, anyone who knows this mailbox must be someone she knows, at first Wang Jing thought that there was an acquaintance to greet her, click in to see, it was actually a submission, is this an acquaintance pranking me? Wang Jing clicked on the email with some curiosity.

The Devotion of Suspect X

"The only pleasure of a once-in-a-century math genius Ishigami every day is to go to a fixed bento shop to buy lunch, just to catch a glimpse of her neighbor Yasuko who works at the bento shop.

Yasuko and her daughter relied on each other for their lives, and accidentally killed her ex-husband who came to entangle. Ishigami offered to take care of the aftermath. Shishen set up an unbelievable bureau, so that the police could only knock on the periphery all the time, and could not get involved in the case at all. What kind of tricks did Ishigami use?"

At the beginning, Wang Jing saw a very strange title, judging from the introduction, it was still a story about a homicide, based on women's emotions Wang Jing subconsciously frowned, but she still read it very seriously with a good professional attitude.

At 7:35 a.m., Ishigami left the apartment as usual. Even though it was March, the wind was still quite cold, and he buried his chin in his scarf and stepped out. Before stepping onto the road, he glanced at the bicycle parking lot. There were a few cars there, but none of the green bikes he cared about. ”

The first chapter of the novel is very bland, just introducing a few characters who don't even have names, Wang Jing doesn't know what the author's intention is to write this, but for now, except for reflecting that the protagonist of the novel, Shi Shen, has a keen sense of observation, it is useless, Wang Jing read it patiently.

"That's when it happened. A voice came from behind Yasuko. When she turned her head, she saw that Misato in uniform was already standing beside her, and Misato waved something. Yasuko didn't have time to stop it, and she didn't have time to speak out. Misato had already punched Tomiyaki in the back of the head. A dull voice sounded, and Fu Jian fell on the spot. ”

When she saw this, Wang Jing understood that the story had entered the main topic, Wang Jing frowned, if it was just like this, this novel was not very attractive, and I don't know which acquaintance was joking with herself to play tricks on herself, Wang Jing had the heart not to read it, but after looking at the progress bar, it was only four percent, Wang Jing held her temper again, I believe that no one would be so bored to use such a long novel to entertain themselves.

Wang Jing continued to watch, and then it was the first time that Shi Shen showed his unparalleled observation and logical reasoning, and Wang Jing was really attracted.

"When I came just now, there was still the smell of smoke in the house, so I thought there were guests, but I didn't see their shoes. But there seemed to be someone under the table warmer, and the wires for the table warmer were not plugged in. If you want to hide, you should hide in the house. In other words, it means that the person under the warm table is not hiding but is hidden. Add to that the sound of the fight before, and your unkempt hair is rare, and of course you can imagine what happened. Another thing is that there are no cockroaches in this apartment, and I have been living here for many years to pack a ticket. ”

"There were traces of internal bleeding on the wrists and backs of the hands. If you look closely, you can see that the marks take the shape of fingers. This man must have been strangled from behind, desperately trying to break free. This should be the mark left by the grasping hand when she did not let break free, so to speak, at a glance. ”

What a tight and convincing logical reasoning, all of which reveal Shishen's unparalleled logical thinking, which is also in line with Shishen's identity as a math teacher, thinking of this, Wang Jing can't help but have a trace of appreciation for the author.

A person who can write such a rigorous text must have a clear mind when writing.

Wang Jing continued to look down seriously.

Seeing that Shi Shen promised to take the initiative to help Jingzi dispose of the corpse, as well as Shi Shen's reasoning and analysis in the process of disposing of the corpse, Wang Jing was completely attracted and couldn't wait to look down, and then led to another genius similar to Shi Shen and Shi Shen to start an alternative duel.

Half past ten in the evening.

Wang Jing, who had just finished watching "The Dedication of Suspect X", sat silently next to the computer, judging from Wang Jing's red eyes, it was obvious that she had just cried, but although Wang Jing's expression was very calm, her heart was shocked inexplicably.

I was not only shocked by the author's talent, but also shocked by the novel theme that was different from the previous novel genres, and even more shocked by the love of Shishen for Jingzi in the novel! At this time, Wang Jing's mind was full of a sentence noted by the author of the novel at the end:

"How far can I love someone? What kind of encounter can I have without regrets? The end of logic is not the ideal country of reason and order, but the love that I dedicate my life to. ”

Wang Jing tried to calm down her inner mood, looked at the time, hesitated a little, and finally picked up her mobile phone and dialed a contact number on the email

"Hey, is it Mr. Ye Chenye?"

"Well, I'm Ye Chen. ”

"Hello, I'm Wang Jing, editor of Chaoyang Magazine, I'm sorry to call you so late. That's the case, may I ask if "The Devotion of Suspect X" is your work, Mr. Ye?"

"Yes, I wrote it. ”

"Mr. Ye is really talented, yes, the work you submitted to our magazine has been reviewed by our magazine, and I think it can be published in our magazine, if you are willing to do so, we hope to sign a contract with you as soon as possible." ”

"Well, good. ”

"Then Mr. Ye, when do you have time? I will send the contract here, you should pay attention to check it then." ”

"No need, I'm a native of Qingyang City, so let's do it, I'll go to your magazine office tomorrow morning." ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect Mr. Ye to be a local, that's really good, then I'll wait for Mr. Ye's arrival tomorrow, and it's not too early, so I won't disturb Mr. Ye to rest." ”

"Well, okay, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

Wang Jing hung up the phone, and became even more curious, judging from the voice on the phone, this Mr. Ye should not be very old, and he is actually a local, when did Qingyang City have such a young talent? Thinking about it, Wang Jing couldn't help but look forward to meeting tomorrow.