The white-washed Snow Valley made its way through the mountains without hurry, and after entering the hilly terrain of Lanyang County, the train slowed down at the right time, allowing passengers to enjoy the journey with ease. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Outside the window, the low hills are undulating, reminiscent of a girl's slightly raised ...... Pimples.

The hills of Lanyang County may look verdant and lovely in spring, but in early winter it only feels a little desolate.

The reason why the route of the tourist train passes through such a less scenic location is because-

Tall waiters pushing food carts, dressed in old-fashioned uniforms, gracefully walk through the aisles.

Suddenly! The waiter with a sharp chin quickly pulled out a silver dinner knife from the dining car and stabbed it into the chest of the drowsy fat middle-aged man on the right seat with his backhand!

A nervous smirk scraped against the passenger's six ossicles, and a slightly contrived scream of panic suddenly erupted.

At this time, the train just entered the tunnel, and it was pitch black in front of him, and many dark red blood stains and hideous marks of swords and axes suddenly lit up on the inner wall of the carriage.

The sound of running, heavy objects hitting the ground, and the sound of metal colliding as the food truck shook into a spicy chowder.

By the time the light returned, the food truck, the waiter, and the fat middle-aged man who had been assassinated were all gone.

There were only a few traces of blood dripping from the floor of the elegant but old age.

Qin Xin's chin rested on Zuo Ling's shoulder, and he stuffed a handful of popcorn into his mouth, and several passengers behind them happily picked up a magnifying glass and a black lacquer cane and chased after the previous carriage.

"The Disappeared Body on the Snow Valley", published in 61 BC, an early work by Ms. Li Benxun. In the case that happened in the Arashigaoka Tunnel, she can be ranked in the top five, but I don't appreciate her compassion for the murderer at the end. Zuo Ling commented.

Qin Xin swallowed the popcorn and said, "To solve the case that already knows the truth, they can be so excited." ”

The "detective" passengers huddled together at the door of the carriage, shouting like sparrows.

"There are two kinds of reenactments of the case on the Snow Valley: one is a complete reproduction of the original plot, where there will be full-time actors playing the original detectives, and passengers are only allowed to watch and are not allowed to intervene in the plot; The other, like what just happened, allows the passenger to intervene, but the plot changes. Every year, many well-known screenwriters and novelists write scripts for the Snow Valley, which attracts many challengers. Zuo Ling explained.

"Why don't you try it? It's rare to take this train. ”

"Playing house is a child's game, and the murderer who is dominated by the script has no value in a showdown." Zuo Ling's red eyes flashed with disdain, "If the True Spirit-level Butterfly Calamity Body that originated from the influence of the work appears, perfectly reproducing those Children of Darkness in the original work, I would be interested in playing with it."

It's a pity that there aren't enough reasoning enthusiasts in Qunsen, and there has never been a butterfly disaster above the wandering spirit on this Snow Valley. Zuo Ling tilted his head regretfully, "Just wait and go to the detective-themed bookstore in the third carriage to see if you can find the collector's edition, and just look at the cases that happened along the way." ”

Qin Xin stuffed another handful of popcorn into his mouth: "You like mystery novels, I didn't know before." ”

"You don't know me in the first place, just like I don't know you." Zuo Ling said lightly, Qin Xin withdrew his outward gaze and returned to her ear.

She continued: "In the three years I have been with you, almost all of them have been in the White Rabbit Village apartment. It's just a place of rest for you and me. Our lives have shallow intersecting parts, and we are far from knowing each other well.

The reason why I associate with you on the premise of living a long life, and why I let you eat in my ear without screwing your head off, is not a rational decision, but an unfounded preference.

Maybe I'm better suited to be a primate, don't you think, monkey? Zuo Ling closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek.

A suspicious flush quickly appeared under Qin Xin's wheat-colored face, and the fingers of his right hand flexed and stretched nervously, if he was given a piece of diamond at this time, he would definitely be able to crush it.

Suddenly...... Suddenly something to say something that makes people shy!

"Maybe I'll throw you away for no reason in the future, maybe it's a good idea to try wearing a sailor suit or something to make yourself cute, sweetheart." Zuo Ling's next sentence made Qin Xin feel bitter again, "What's that word called, Gu Pet?" ”

Hearing these two words, Qin Xin swallowed the popcorn that tasted a little bitter, and habitually smiled like a mask.

I'm glad you know you're important to me, but......

Noticing that smile, Zuo Ling glanced at him and said before he was about to say something:

"Just a joke, the word 'solid pet' is disgusting. I don't need you to tolerate, forgive, or please me, and I won't try to tolerate, forgive, or please you. A companion is two people walking together, not a lump of mud or a cog stuck together. ”

Qin Xin relaxed his body, and the smiling mask disappeared.

"I'm too serious...... It's too serious. He said softly.

"Hmph, stupid."

The hills of Lanyang County disappeared at the end of the train.

Passing through the long tunnel on the prefectural border, you will find Nagasaki, a snowy country, where the ground is white and the train stops in front of the station.

This small station is located between valleys, with no tall and complex buildings, and the tracks are a few dozen meters out of the snow-cold mountains.

"It's really snowing, here." Qin Xin stretched out his palm to catch a snowflake falling from the light cyan sky, letting the cold feeling melt in his palm.

Zuo Ling bumped his shoulder, and followed her gaze, next to the platform, a green-clothed woman with a single screw bun and a hosta on her head was trying to hold a big stop sign:

"Welcome Mr. Qin Xin and Ms. Zuo Ling to Changqi, Snow Pavilion Hot Spring Hotel."