The heavy manuscript paper had no title attached, and Alice didn't say a word about it, but Brown didn't think much of it, and just turned the first page and read it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Surprisingly, the first page turned out to be a table of contents, and it was a very strange table of contents.

It should be the prologue: the location.

And then there's probably the first chapter: the so-called luck means that he made such a friend.

The first chapter should be followed by subheadings, but they are all months and days with weeks, and at the beginning of the first date, Brown learns directly through the table of contents that the story takes place in 1981.

Then there is Chapter 2: Humiliation, Chapter 3: Snow, Melt on Skin, Chapter 4: We Are a Bunch of Trolls, and Chapter 5......

“let-the-right-one-in。 ”

Chewing on the chapter name before the "epilogue", Brown nodded thoughtfully and swept all the way down from the table of contents, and the timeline of the story was clear at a glance, barely for a month.

Then, he turned directly to the prologue "Place".

"Blackberg. ”

Unfamiliar place names, Brown read on.

[Blackberg reminds you of coconut cake or drugs.] In this place, the so-called decent life reminds you of the metro station and the suburbs. Other than that, there is nothing else, people live like they are anywhere else, and the town stands to give people a place to live.

Of course, Blackberg is not a town that developed naturally, and everything here has been carefully planned from beginning to end. People moved into all kinds of houses built for them, and the earthy yellow concrete buildings rose from the ground, dotted with green spaces.

At the time of this story, the remote town of Blackberg had been in existence for thirty years. One can imagine that this land gave birth to a pioneering spirit - like the Mayflower, which led the faithful to an unknown land. Of course, we can imagine those empty houses waiting quietly for their occupants at the moment.

And they did!

It was 1952, and people were basking in the warm sunshine and their eyes were shining with many hopes for the future, and they crossed the Kimberg Bridge to the town of Blackberg. Mothers carry their babies in their arms, push strollers, and hold their toddlers. The fathers carried shovels in one hand and all kinds of kitchen utensils and furniture in the other. Everyone was in good spirits and sang what sounded like "The Internationale" or "We Came to Jerusalem," depending on personal preference.

In their eyes, the town of Blackberg is new, spacious and modern.

However, this is not the case.

People come to this place by various means of transportation, whether they take the subway, drive a car, or take a furniture truck, etc., and rush to move into the completed apartment with their belongings. Housewares are neatly arranged in staggered cabinets and shelves, and furniture is arranged in order on the cork floor. Next, they'll buy some new items to fill in the gaps.

When people finished decorating their new homes, they looked up and took a closer look at the land that is now their own. When everyone walked out the door, they found that every place in Bleiberg had been claimed and planned, and there was nothing extra to take it as it was, so people had to adjust their mindset and go with the flow.

There is a town centre in Blackberg, and the government has zoned a vast playground for children and teenagers. At the corner of the playground is a large green space, with pedestrian crossings scattered around it.

It's a nice place. Within a month of moving in, people were talking to each other about their feelings at the dinner table.

"This place we came to was really nice. ”

However, there is one thing that everyone overlooks, and that is the history of this town. The children were not exposed to any lessons about Blackberg's past in school. Because Blackberg has no history, it means its past is just an old mill, a tobacco king, and some strange old buildings underwater. However, these are things that are very old and have no connection to today's society.

These three-storey apartments were previously nothing more than an endless forest.

You can't demystify this suburban town, which doesn't even have a church except for 9,000 inhabitants.

It's a reasonable indication that this remote town is so modern and new, and that its inhabitants are not disturbed by the ghosts and panic of other ancient places.

It can also be seen that people are not mentally prepared for the arrival of uninvited guests.

No one witnessed them move in.

When the police finally traced down the driver of the moving company's truck in December, the driver had little testimony to speak of. Looking at the driver's work log, he could only recall that the incident took place on October 18 in the town of Bleiberg, on the outskirts of Stockholm. The driver recalled that the protagonists of the incident were a father and his daughter, who was a very beautiful girl.

"By the way, one more thing. They didn't carry any furniture, except for a sofa, an armchair, and maybe a bed. It's so easy to take on this kind of work, and then ...... Well, they asked to move at night. I told them it would be more expensive. You know, working at night is overtime, and overtime is counted, but they replied that it was no problem and only emphasized that they had to move at night. It seems that this time period is very important for the father and daughter. What, did something happen?"

Subsequently, the police informed the driver of what had happened and who the father and daughter were. The driver was dumbfounded, and he stared at the handwriting on the work log again.

"What the hell ****** me......"

He suddenly felt extremely disgusted by his handwriting.

October 18, the town of Blackberg, Stockholm.

It was the driver who helped the two move home, the man and his daughter.

He will remain silent on the matter forever. 】

The plot of the prologue should end here, and the place where the plot takes place is revealed at the end is actually Sweden, the small ice and snow country in Northern Europe. As for the plot, on the premise that he hadn't even read the synopsis, Brown's first feeling was that he realized that this was definitely a suspenseful story.

At least, he couldn't help but want to read on now, though he still had to.

"So...... Alice, there must be something wrong with the father and daughter, right? Is it the murderer who has absconded with the child? He has committed another crime in this town? Tsk, I must say, if it is a serial murder, this town is indeed very suitable. There is no history, there are many immigrants, a sparsely populated town in a small country of ice and snow, and it is still in a particularly atmospheric winter!"

He happily held the manuscript and said, "Let me make a bet, this is a suspenseful criminal investigation drama, am I right?"

When it comes to saying what he thinks, Brown is really happy!

As a veteran editor, he certainly knows how big a market there is for mystery novels, just like the most popular cop, medical and lawyer dramas in TV dramas, and for the United States, which has an oval social structure, such stories have a naturally huge audience. An entire middle class, no one can ignore the charm of these kinds of stories!

However, Alice shook her head and said, "Not exactly, there are elements of reasoning and forensic investigation, but they are not the theme of this book. ”

As soon as he heard that there was, Brown first let go of a hundred hearts, but when he heard Alice say this, he couldn't help but frown: "Isn't it a simple mystery novel......?" I said Alice, just tell me what this book is about. ”

Alice looked at Brown and blinked, "Are you sure you want me to spoil?"

"Drama, Plot, Jane, Introduction! My dear, your book is no less than Jurassic Park, so it won't make me confused to read it, right? By the way, you haven't even marked the name of this novel yet!"

Alice pointed to the table of contents on the first page of the manuscript: "The title of the book is inside, you can look for it." ”

Is the chapter title yes?

Brown immediately looked at the catalog.

The so-called luck means that he has made such a friend;

This is not the qualifying type of title, and Brown knows that Alice would never make that kind of low-level mistake.

Humiliate;

snow, which melts on the skin;

We are a bunch of trolls;

Finally, he focused on the chapter before the "epilogue."

“let-the-right-one-in。 ”

Brown touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Pun intended, and if you translate 'right' to 'correct', or 'suitable', there is obviously a special deep meaning......"

Muttering to himself, looking at the previous headlines, Brown suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Why do I suddenly feel like I'm reading a literary romance novel......?" Hey, what do you mean by trolls!?"

A giggle rang out, and immediately turned into a series of loud laughs, and Alice finally laughed so much that her little face turned white, and she said happily, "You guessed it!" Brown, you guessed it!"

What did you guess correctly? Brown knew that he had just said a few words, which one was Alice referring to?

"Anyway, I'll send you a copy of the brief in two days, and I'll quote it directly at the back of the book when the time comes. ”

Alice quickly got up, patted Brown on the shoulder and said, "It's impossible for me to spoil, you and your colleagues can watch it slowly." I happened to come to New York with my sisters to play, and I will stay in Manhattan for the past two days, and I will hang up the hotel phone if I have something~"

As she spoke, Alice swiped down the phone number in her room and walked out of the conference room quickly.

Well......

Another novel was copied out by himself, and it took less than a day and night.

The title of the book is indeed a complicated issue.

The Chinese translation of "Scarlet Fairy Tale" is really ...... It's too paraphrased.

On the contrary, it is the movie version, and "Let-the-Right-One-in" is slightly more appropriate.

Vampire love or something......

Aren't they all as brain-dead as "Twilight" and "The Vampire Diaries......

Despised the two third-rate Mary Sue romance dramas cloaked in magical skins, Alice hummed a ditty in the elevator.