In a one-bedroom rental house, a young man with slightly tousled hair is sleeping on a table with an open laptop on it that has just finished a novel. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info There is also a bowl of Master Kong's braised beef noodles that seems to have just been eaten on the table of the young man, and under the table are some ....... no, cigarette butts all over the floor.

Suddenly, a pleasant "butter-fly" sounded, and the young man struggled to pull out his phone from his pants, glanced at the screen with bloodshot eyes, and pressed the call button as if he had given up on himself.

"Sato, I took a look at the manuscript you sent me last night, and it's generally good, and there are still a few things to be corrected, and I've already marked it for you and sent it to your mailbox, you must finish it today, after all, it's almost deadline. ”

"Understood. Editor-in-Chief Zhang, I will definitely complete the task today. ”

"Then I'll wait for your news, if it can't be done today, you understand the consequences. ”

"Understand, rest assured, as long as I don't die, it will definitely be done. I don't know if I thought of the experience of not delivering the manuscript on time last time, Sato's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

"I believe you. After saying that, Sato hung up the phone as if relieved.

Jiang Sato, male, 171 tall, single so far, 24 years old, a rookie novelist after graduating from college, he doesn't look handsome on the outside, nor ugly, it's the kind of very ordinary appearance that won't attract attention in the crowd, except for writing, he doesn't have any special specialties, and his uniqueness is probably only his name. His name looks like a Japanese name at first glance, but he is indeed 100% Chinese, and when his parents named him, he asked a fortune teller who did not know which tendon was wrong in his head, and responded to his parents' request to give our son a "foreign name" and named it "Sato". As a result, for 16 years from elementary school to university graduation, Esato had a nickname called "Japanese". But that's another story.

Just like those countless ordinary college students, Jiang Sato finished four years of college in a bland manner, and he didn't fall in love during college, and nothing vigorous happened, oh no, about love, he still had an unrequited love. It's just that the confession failed, and after the failure, he didn't seem to be motivated for anything, he just wanted to spend four years of college and find a job, and then marry a wife and have children. However, he tried to write a fantasy novel called "The Watchman" in his junior year, probably the god of fate did not give up on him, this novel received a good response on the Internet, and then he continued to publish several youth fantasy novels on the Internet, and gradually to his surprise, he unconsciously cultivated his own readership, and finally, after graduating from college, he successfully signed a contract with a magazine and became a serialized writer of a magazine, that is, an "Internet writer".

"It's already 10 o'clock, it looks like I got through it yesterday, ah...... My head hurts. Esato rubbed his somewhat messy hair.

"Oh, there's an email, open it and take a look, it's probably the original manuscript that Editor-in-Chief Zhang asked me to change. Jiang Sato said and clicked on the email with the mouse, but after seeing the email, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

"There are so many things to change?Not only does the ending have to be rewritten, but almost every chapter has to be changed?, the editor-in-chief of that ghost beast actually asked me to change it all in one day...... This TM is the amount that can be changed in a day. Jiang Sato couldn't help but curse.

"Ah...... I'm desperate, I want to die. I was tired enough yesterday, but I didn't think I would be even more tired today. Jiang Sato couldn't help but think so. Let's go get some food first.

After washing, Jiang Sato is ready to go downstairs, Jiang Sato's Xiaofan apartment is located in the suburbs of Shanghai, it is an 18-year-old building, because the place is quieter, the rent is relatively cheap, although the transportation is not too convenient, but there is a subway station and bus station, so this apartment is a good choice for college students like Jiang Sato who have just graduated and do not have much income.

Esato lives on the 14th floor of this apartment, and as a novelist, he rarely goes out except for occasional walks in the evenings of writing, so even after living in this apartment for a year, he knows very little about the residents during this period, although he knows a few people.

"Uncle Wang, how is it today, I'm still playing chess. ”

"Oh, Sato, I came out early today. How's the novel written?" Uncle Wang, the security guard at the gate, asked Sato who had just come out of the stairs.

"It's almost over, Uncle Wang, do you see it's almost noon, or the old rules?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Sato, I'll trouble you for lunch, I've been taken care of by you a lot. ”

"It's okay, I don't always take care of you, do I?" replied with a smile. Jiang Sato's income as a novelist is not very stable, and sometimes he even has some problems with the money for food for several days, so he sometimes borrows 50,100 yuan from acquaintances. However, in return, Sato will help Uncle Wang bring some lunch and dinner as he did today.

As usual, after settling lunch at a nearby small restaurant, Esato returned to the guard room at the door of the apartment with lunch.

"Here, Uncle Wang, the lunch you want is the old millet porridge, stir-fried vegetables and steamed buns. ”

"Thanks, Sato, this is the food money, you can take the extra few dollars. Uncle Wang took the lunch and handed the money to Jiang Sato and said.

"Then I'll go back to Uncle first. After Jiang Sato finished speaking, he walked towards his room.

Opening the room alone and looking at the slightly messy room, Jiang Sato sighed. "Ah...... It's still a person, if only I had a girlfriend, and I've been single for more than 20 years. However, there is no chance to write at home. Jiang Sato couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly. Okay, let's finish the work first, Jiang Sato lit a cigarette and began his daily routine of writing novels.

As soon as I turned on the computer and boarded the QQ number, the QQ pop-up window came out, and Jiang Sato casually glanced at it and noticed a piece of news when he was about to turn it off. "There have been many homicides of unknown cause of death in Shanghai, and most of the victims were young men"

Jiang Sato subconsciously clicked on it, only to see such a news:

From December 2015 to January 2016, there were a number of homicides by unknown murderers in Shanghai, most of the deceased were young men around 20 years old, the deceased had no obvious external injuries on the surface of his body, and the deceased's face was serene, there was no sign of struggle, and the strange thing is that the cause of death of the deceased was hemorrhagic shock.

According to the forensic examination, the time of death of the deceased was mostly at 10 a.m. and in a relatively remote alley.

Police reminded that in view of the recent cases, members of the public are advised not to go out alone at night to avoid accidents. At the same time, the police offered a reward......

It's really not been peaceful recently, Jiang Sato couldn't help but think so, he didn't take it to heart at the time. (However, every time he thought about it afterwards, Jiang Sato always regretted that he didn't listen to what the news said at the time and stayed at home honestly.) But that's for another time. Jiang suffocated his cigarette and redirected his attention to the novel's revisions.

Before you know it, the sun is setting. Jiang Sato didn't stop at all from noon to 8 p.m., and finally, thankfully, it was finally done. Jiang Sato doesn't have many advantages, but once he does something, he won't stop until he finishes it, which may be one of Jiang Sato's great talents as a novelist.

When he was done, Esato stretched out his creaky arm, "Ahhh ”

At this time, Jiang Sato's phone rang, looking at Zhao Na's name displayed on the display screen, Jiang Sato slapped his head suddenly, "It's broken, I'm patronizing the revision, and I've forgotten to get down to business." ”

Jiang Sato pressed the call button, and saw a slightly sweet voice say, "Jiang Sato, what time is it?"

"It's 8 o'clock in the evening, senior sister" Jiang Sato wiped the cold sweat on his head, and his voice trembled a little when he answered.

"Then you don't want to roll over to the old lady!! You made an appointment to meet at 7 o'clock, and you made the family wait for you for an hour without seeing your figure! Didn't you ask me to introduce you to a girlfriend? I brought it to you, but you didn't come? You asked your sister how I can explain to others? Give you 15 minutes, and appear in front of me immediately, otherwise don't want me to help you in the future!" After the phone roared, Jiang Sato rubbed his ears with slightly tinnitus, and immediately took care of himself as quickly as possible, combed his hair, changed his clothes, checked his wallet, and rushed downstairs at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Uncle Wang in the guard room looked at Jiang Sato, who was rushing out, and shouted, "Sato, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Jiang Sato didn't look back: "I'm explaining to you when I come back! It's almost too late now." From time to time, Jiang Sato looked at his watch and checked the time.

Jiang Sato stopped a taxi, "Master, get to the Jinjiang Hotel, the sooner the better, I'm almost late for a date." ”

"Okay, lad. The taxi driver stepped on the accelerator and walked away......