Gao Feng lies on the couch in the apartment.

The house was bought by Gao Feng after the relationship with Xiao Yue was confirmed, and it can be regarded as a love cottage for the two.

The main reason is that Xiao Yue works in the city, and Gao Feng's manor is too far away from the city, so it is really inconvenient to commute, so he bought an apartment in the city center.

All the clues were interrupted at once, leaving Gao Feng and Xiao Yue in no mood.

hastily ate a bowl of instant noodles, but neither of them was sleepy.

Gao Feng took out the preface he had written for Mo Leng and read it, and finally put the paper on his face to recall the experience of this day.

"This is the new book written by the great writer?"

Xiao Yue half-lay down on the sofa opposite the peak, holding Mo Leng's manuscript in her hand and looking at it, immediately attracted by the plot in the story.

After reading the first chapter, Xiao Yue spoke: "I admit that her pen power is not weaker than you at all. ”

"Hmm." Gao Feng responded softly.

Regarding this, he has no objection, Mo Leng can become a writer of the same name as him, and he has that strength.

Xiao Yue began to read the second chapter again, and said in her mouth: "Hey, what do you say is the relationship between this writer Mo Leng and the burned Mo Leng, is it just a simple coincidence?" ”

"No, the two of them must know each other. Otherwise, Mo Leng would not have known so many details, let alone written this book to warn me.

It's not so much a story as an indictment of facts. ”

Gao Feng said.

"Well, I also believe that they must know, otherwise there would be so many coincidences in this world."

Xiao Yue nodded, suddenly her eyes lit up, and asked,

"Since this book is based on reality, will it be said that the murderer in the book is the real murderer in reality?"

"Wow!"

Gao Feng sat up suddenly, and all the paper covering his face fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yue was taken aback.

Gao Feng suddenly laughed, rushed over and kissed Xiao Yue the face.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yue was a little shy.

Gao Feng said excitedly: "Yue, you are so smart, I know the answer!" ”

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Yue was stunned for a moment,

"Does that mean the murderer in the book is really a murderer in reality?"

"No?"

Gao Feng shook his head and said with a straight face,

"A story is always a story.

In this book, the protagonist of the story is not dead.

In other words, the protagonist comes back from the dead, then kills his girlfriend and friend one after another, and then commits suicide by jumping into the sea. ”

"But in reality, Mo Leng is indeed dead, his body is still lying there, how can he come back from the dead?"

Xiao Yue asked with a puzzled expression, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and thought that it was impossible for people to come back to life after death.

Unless, this person is not dead at all.

Gao Feng nodded vigorously and said, "That's right, Mo Leng will never come back from the dead.

Intentionally, the friend and girlfriend who betrayed the protagonist are indeed murderers, but in reality this is not the case.

We already have sufficient reasons to rule out the possibility of Zuo Hui and Ding Baixue's crimes, the two of them are not murderers, and Mo Leng will never come back from the dead! ”

"But ......"

Xiao Yue was interrupted by Gao Feng as soon as she spoke.

"This story was actually written to me by Mo Leng, and she wanted to tell me about it, or rather a hint.

In the story, the law can't punish the wicked, so the protagonist has to do it himself.

In reality...... Maybe that's what happened. ”

"You mean to say that Mo Leng will kill Zuo Hui and Ding Baixue!" Xiao Yue was taken aback.