After perfecting the plan, Fang Xian turned into a ruthless codeword machine.

In just one night, he wrote a thick pile of manuscripts, not only finishing the original Roca, but also writing several new horror and pathos openings, ready to be submitted to the publishing house.

As for the short poems?

It's such a terrifying thing, it's better not to challenge Love's sensitive nerves.

After all this was done, he slept well, and when he woke up, it was already afternoon.

He took a thick stack of envelopes, got into his car, and drove to a supermarket dozens of miles away to shop, dropping off letters by the way.

Well, the city of Orsay is just this virtue, the place is too big, the population is too small, even if you go out to buy something, you have to drive for half an hour.

Without a car, it's hard to move an inch.

Moreover, the wealthy here prefer to live in the suburbs, away from the city and close to nature.

The closer you get to the city, the more you see a large number of slums, and the pollution is very high.

About two hours later, he came back with a thick paper bag, sorted the milk, bread, and fresh meat, and fried himself a veal steak with fries and tomato sauce for dinner.

'Love didn't jump out to review my manuscript and wasn't afraid that I would leak it?' ’

No, no, with the caution of the investigators, they probably have special censors in every influential newspaper and publishing house? ’

While cutting the steak, Fang Xian pondered the investigator's possible reaction, as well as his own target.

'Writing horror and pathos is to improve your strength, not to be killed by sudden abnormal situations, and to make your career as an investigator a little longer......

'Investigators will definitely come into contact with different supernatural powers after working for a long time...... When the time comes, maybe you can choose a path, slowly work your way up, and when you reach a sufficient level, you can try to solve my path problems......

'Tribulation Silence, it's also level six, but it's too pitiful...... The power of robbery is gone, how can you make progress? Have you been stuck at level six and be an ordinary person? ’

'I started it...... Is it a dead end? ’

'Is the way of Da Luo so simple...... No matter how much I deduced before, it would be better to experience it myself......

After eating and drinking, Fang Xian took a bath and quickly fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, he made the decision that he was ready to agree to Chara's invitation to visit that art exhibition.

……

A sunny day.

Fang Xian drove to the city, the barren scene on both sides quickly receded, the outline of a city gradually emerged, and the black building shadows became taller and taller.

This is the city of Orsay, a coastal city that is not particularly economically developed and is famous for its tourism and fishing industry.

At the same time, there are several well-known art colleges in the area, so it is also rich in artists and literature lovers.

After parking the car, he saw Sharah and Steward.

Shala was wearing a white dress and a parasol, looking very youthful and bright.

Stewart combed his exaggerated hairstyle and came up to give Fang Xian a hug: "Roca...... Sorry, it was me who was bad at the last meeting...... The hospital that kept you in for so long. ”

Well, the matter about Simpson last time has been determined, and even Stewards thinks that he has mistaken Simpson and harmed a bunch of people.

This led to his extremely bad reputation in the social circle, and few people were willing to continue to be friends with him.

"It's fine."

Fang Xian took out the invitation letter that came with the letter: "Let's go, this art exhibition, the organizer is a newcomer?" ”

"Yes, his name is Dewen, and he is a genius sculptor!"

Shala chuckled, "One of his works once sold for 1,000 gold pounds, and many admirers recognized his talent and thought he had the potential to catch up with Master Capulo!" ”

Capuro!

This is a famous sculptor in the history of the world, and a great artist who will go down in history.

Its style is known for its variety, magnificence, and boldness.

It's a pity that in his later years, he fell into madness and died of madness after completing a work.

Fang Xian's evaluation of this master appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart; 'The profession of an artist is too dangerous in this world...... They are generally highly inspired and prone to some unusual and strange things. Perhaps they will actively and passionately pursue it as a source of inspiration and creation. ’

"Well, I can't wait to see it."

He chuckled and followed Sharah and Stewards into the room.

On both sides of the venue, plaster statues of various forms were placed.

They have portraits, animals, and abstract works.

Although Fang Xian didn't know how to appreciate it, he also felt that these sculptures were very expressive.

And ...... It's normal. There's nothing special that inspires my desire to create......

Fang Xian commented in his heart.

Whether or not it can trigger his creation is regarded by him as a criterion for determining whether it belongs to a 'supernatural force'.

Directly in front of the exhibition hall, there is a small stage.

At this time, an old man in a black formal suit was making a final statement into the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, please let me introduce you solemnly, sculptor Dewen!" ”

He is a celebrity in the city, and he took the initiative to stand up for Dewen, which was an instant hit and very beneficial to his fame.

"It's really envious and envious, he's so young, and he's successful......"

Stewart looked at Dewen who came out.

It was a young man in his twenties, tall and thin, wearing a tuxedo, with thin cheeks and sunken eyes, who seemed to have not slept well last night due to nervousness.

Of course, the audience understood him very well and applauded warmly.

"Thank you for coming to my sculpture exhibition...... Orsay is a welcoming city and I fell in love with the land...... I would also like to thank my teacher, my guide......"

Devin grabbed the microphone and stammered.

"yes...... We want to hold a book signing event, and we don't know when it will ......."

Fang Xian pretended to be a little bored and shrugged his shoulders: "I want to go and have a look, you can ...... at will"

As he walked through one exhibition hall after another, looking at the different sculptures, he was suddenly inspired.

It was only when he followed this feeling that he walked to the door of a studio that the throbbing stopped.

'Inside the door, there's something?' ’

Fang Xian's eyebrows moved, and he didn't rush in.

He's a trainee investigator rookie now, he knows two spells, and beyond that, he's a person himself.

This means that your high position is like a dragon's might, or the threat of a tiger, and it's no problem to scare rabbits and mice or something, but if you encounter a group of wolves or another tiger, you are not afraid at all, and you will pounce on them directly...... You will find that you are actually a paper tiger, and you will break it when you poke it......

At this time, he was not sure enough to deal with the dangers brought by supernatural forces.