He turned on the reading mode, the light was soft and not dazzling, but he could clearly read the words on the book.

Su Jin raised her eyes, and through the skylight, she could see the starry sky outside.

It's almost the middle of August, the moon is close to the fullest, and looking out from the car, there is a different mood.

"What books do you read?" He found that she liked to read books so much that nothing would interfere with her when she looked at them.

"Detective." Su Jin has watched it no less than three times, and she is still attracted by the plot, and every time she watches it, she will have new feelings.

“？” Shan Chenxun was a little surprised, and he drove onto the highway ramp.

There are not many cars on the highway at night, and there are not many cars at a glance.

After the speed of the car stabilized, Shan Chenxun turned on the automatic cruise control, freeing his feet and only controlling the steering wheel.

"Written by Hult." She flipped the page, "Haven't heard of it?" ”

"What's the title?" When he was in high school, Shan Chenxun also liked to read and solve cases, but there were not many well-written cases, and the cases were not realistic.

His favorite is still books about documentary cases.

"Hult Detective Collection." The name of the protagonist in this book is Hult's real name, and the appearance setting is also the author himself. "Although it is, but the case is very real, a reporter once interviewed him and asked him if it was a case he really encountered, he said that it came from life, and it is estimated that it is a fusion of real cases......"

Therefore, it has a strong sense of substitution, and it was sold out as soon as it was published that year, and three editions were reprinted, firmly occupying the first place in the global detective category.

Rarely, Hult donated all his income to the Life Fund to devote himself to the research and development of AIDS drugs.

His good deeds have won numerous praises, which can be described as fame and fortune.

"I've seen a little bit, and the first case was wonderful." Shan Chenxun read it in high school, but the book belonged to a classmate, and before he finished reading it, that classmate dropped out.

"Human bone puzzles?" Su Jin didn't expect that he had seen it too, so he looked up and said, "I heard that it was made into a movie." ”

She never watched TV or movies, and she never had the opportunity to see movie versions.

"The movie version is not as good." Shan Chenxun felt a little regretful that the movie lacked a sense of mystery and no room for imagination.

"It's hard to imagine what kind of person Hult was to write such a perfect textbook."

"Hearing the words of praise from your mouth makes me look forward to this master a little." The man joked.

Su Jin was silent, lowered his head and continued to read.

The car drove for two hours, entered the service area, Shan Chenxun pulled over, and the two got out of the car to move.

The service area was deserted, with only three or three customers, and Su Jin came out of the bathroom and saw a man standing in front of the vending machine.

The night was as cold as water, and the man was waiting with a steaming cup of coffee.

Seeing her, he strode up.

"Serve hot." He handed it to her, a small smile on his lips.

His smile gives people a warm feeling, like a street lamp under the night sky, illuminating the path of darkness.

Su Jin was a little distracted, she took the paper cup and took a sip, the instant coffee is not as good as the freshly ground coffee beans, but the lips and teeth are fragrant, not bad.

"I see a shop selling steak next door, do you need it?" The two walked out of the convenience store, and Shan Chenxun asked.

"Not hungry." She shook her head and walked back to the car.

Shan Chenxun didn't rush to get into the car, his tall body leaned on the car door, drinking coffee and looking at the starry sky.

"How long has it been since you've been out of the Imperial City?" He spoke suddenly.

Su Jinran was silent, thirteen years, after the age of ten, except for the place of work and the scene of the murder, she hardly went out, let alone out of the city.