By the time the game of the wise men ended, it was already around 9 o'clock at night, but for these rich people, the nightlife had just begun. The casino in the middle can be described as very lively, and the rich spend a lot of money to feel the joy of losing and regaining, gaining and regaining. There are many kinds of gambling games, and it seems that it will not end today without an all-nighter.

Starter also held up the field in the past, and as the organizer, he couldn't help but go. However, Kevin was not interested in this, and it happened that Writer A was the same, so the two simply found a tavern on the boat and sat down and chatted with each other.

Writer A has opened up the conversation box at this time, and it is no longer the usual attitude of not entering the living. Kevin also appropriately revealed his real name and tried it a little. However, Writer A has no sense of his name.

It stands to reason that Kevin's name is also thunderous in some areas now, and the empire has special information, and writer A seems to be unaware, so it shouldn't be someone in this circle.

"In fact, the popularization and development of new technologies and new spells does have a great impact on reasoning," writer A sighed with some emotion, "although new technologies and new spells themselves have logic and flaws. But this flaw is too difficult for the general public to explain. ”

Kevin nodded slightly, agreeing.

Writer A goes on to say, "Let's say someone uses a magic circle to kill someone, and a detective uses a magic circle to solve the case. This eventually turned directly into a technical confrontation, and even if it were written, it would be difficult for the average person to understand. ”

"But technology is the general trend," Kevin replied, "and it's almost the end of the way to get some cable pull traps to kill people forever, right?"

Writer A was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "Do you think there will be an end to reasoning?"

Kevin was silent for a moment, unable to answer.

"Is there really an end to the methods of killing, and is there an end to the reasoning routines?" Writer A was a little melancholy, "Actually, I came this time mainly to distract myself and draw materials by the way." But for now, it seems that there is no suitable inspiration, at least for now. ”

"Isn't that 'case' just now bad?" Kevin wondered, "at least if we follow our reasoning, it should shock the reader, right?"

Writer A shook his head: "I don't mean that the case is not shocking enough, but that it fails to break through a certain boundary." What I hope is that reasoning can find a higher realm, and not just a few flips or a few shocks. ”

Kevin nodded reluctantly, knowing in his heart that at the level of the other party, he no longer wanted to be limited to traditional reasoning, but tried to find a breakthrough. Perhaps he tried to reason on a technical level, but listening to his tone did not seem to be successful.

"Your level is too high, and people of my level are still thinking about how to shock readers. Kevin chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Writer A smiled modestly: "Being able to shock the reader is an excellent technique in itself. I seek a breakthrough point in order to shock readers in another dimension. ”

Kevin said an idea: "Actually, there are still a lot of traditional homicide cases that can be excavated. For example, eating! is an element that is rarely touched upon. ”

Writer A frowned slightly: "Because it's too disgusting, even if the villain eats, it's ......"

"That was before," Kevin replied, "and with the rise of internet culture, the word poop has gradually weakened." In addition, there are more and more city dwellers, and the use of flushing magic toilets is becoming more and more popular. You don't usually see much about. Because of this, the level of nausea will also decrease somewhat. ”

Writer A was silent for a moment: "Then how do you arrange it?"

"We can ......," Kevin thought for a moment, "we can arrange a plot where a certain deceased died of suspected diarrhea, but we searched all over the murder scene, and we couldn't find a piece of." ”

Writer A: "......"

Eventually, the protagonist finds the killer through some clues and punches him in the stomach, causing him to vomit all the. Kevin was complacent about his sudden brain hole.

Writer A put down the glass in his hand and didn't pick it up again.

"Of course, I'm just talking about a rough outline," Kevin still explains, "and there is a lot of polishing in it, adding some tricks to misunderstand the protagonist and lead him to consider other murder methods." ”

Writer A thought about it seriously for a while, but still nodded: "Indeed, if you can't find, it's not diarrhea and you die." And if it is not for diarrhea and death, then the case will be handled in the wrong direction, and the murderer will be at large. Logically, though, some patches are needed. ”

"Yes," Kevin nodded, "Modern technology is too advanced, and it is not difficult to perform an autopsy." Either the time is set in ancient times, or the location is set on a ship like ours, where there is no ready-made technology around. But it's a good subject, isn't it? I wonder if anyone wrote it first?"

Writer A shook his head: "I haven't seen it. You can try to write. ”

Kevin shook his head, "No, I'm afraid I'll be assassinated." ”

Writer A was confused, Kevin just waved his hand and then changed the subject. That night, the two chatted until late at night, and then they went back to rest. Writer A also said that the chat was very pleasant, but it was a little unappetizing.

Back in the dormitory, Kevin still seriously set up a simple enchantment in his dormitory. It can resist a certain attack, and if someone breaks in, it will definitely be known in advance. Kevin still didn't dare to be careless, he had a lot of enemies.

Sleeping until the middle of the sound, I could vaguely hear the voices outside, it seemed that the rich people had come back after gambling, some people won and some people lost, taunting and abusing each other, and agreed to continue tomorrow. One of the people also opened the wrong door and screwed Kevin's door, but he couldn't open it, and he cursed! Fortunately, the waiter called him away immediately.

Kevin rolled over in bed, ready to go back to sleep. Suddenly, there was a strange feeling from the barrier, as if something was tempting. Startled, Kevin hurriedly took out his funny shield and sat up to watch around. But immediately there was nothing, the door was still closed, the windows were closed, and the vents were locked.

Kevin got up and checked the enchantment again, and there was nothing wrong with it. Could it be that there will be some glitches in the sea cloth barrier? Shaking his head, Kevin didn't think much about it, lay down and went to sleep.

I slept until 8 a.m. the next morning, nothing happened, and Kevin put away the enchantment. After a cursory wash, I yawned and walked out of the room, only to see that none of the others had gotten up, and I was the first.

Had breakfast on the boat and wandered around when it was boring. The staff on board are all busy preparing for the next content. From time to time, cleaners are seen mopping the floor back and forth. When they saw Kevin passing by, they all nodded and said hello, etiquette is standardized.

There are many paintings hanging on the walls of the corridor, and there are quite a few types, from portraits to angels and demons. Kevin looked at the past one by one, trying to find a painting or author he was familiar with. So I went from the second floor to the third floor, and from the third floor to the fourth floor, and finally stopped in front of a picture of "Beautiful Angel".

Kevin recalled for a moment, remembering that this picture seemed to have been seen in the most luxurious hotel in Moseye City, and Kevin had arrested the hotel owner at that time, and also arrested the city lord who was prostituting prostitutes.

However, there is nothing wrong with the painting itself, and it is normal to have an identical picture, and Kevin didn't think much about it. I heard the sound of a bucket swaying, and when I turned my head, it was the shriveled old man with a bucket and a mop, as if he was going to clean the toilet.

But when he got to Kevin's neighborhood, the old man suddenly turned around and entered the fork in the road, and then made a big circle, specifically bypassing Kevin, and walked into the toilet on the other side. Kevin was puzzled, but then he also came to the answer: probably because he was worried that he was carrying dirty things and affecting the mood of the guests, so he deliberately didn't pass by Kevin, right?

Towards noon, the rich finally began to get out of bed, and the cruise ship began to be noisy again. Some people can't bear it anymore and are about to gamble. It was still Statt who persuaded him: "It's still a long time, don't worry about running out of time." This cruise also has a plethora of excellent subjects waiting for us to explore. ”

Yesterday, the crew codenamed Normal stood up again: "Everyone, in addition to the normal game of the strong, the rich and the wise, our swimming pool will also be open throughout the whole day. ”

"Shall we continue to gamble?" the paper merchant was clearly not interested in swimming.

"Of course, it's okay to continue yesterday's three games," a normal person replied, "but the game needs more people to play together to be really interesting." So it's up to everyone to choose. ”

Everyone discussed with each other, it was noon at this time, and they would start gambling now, so why should they gamble all night? You can't gamble all day long, right? And everyone has seen the game of the strong yesterday, that is, beating a troll to play, and the rich people are not very interested. It's a game of wise men.,Yesterday I heard that the plot was thriller.,A little interest.。

"Game of the Wise," Kevin asked directly, "Isn't it going to be another captain who is dead?"

Normal people laughed dryly, but did not answer.

Stadt interjected on the side: "If you have a good script, you can also take it out and we can play together." ”

"Really?" Kevin came to his senses, "I mean, hopefully the captain will ......"

"Wait, wait, wait!" Writer A quickly interrupted, "Forget it, let's use your script." ”

But Starter said it didn't matter: "It's okay, we don't dare to say how good our script is." You have a big brain, you might as well talk about it. ”

Kevin smiled, "We can make the captain extremely weak, and he will die with obvious symptoms of dehydration. ”

"What?" Statt was surprised for a moment, "Do you want to arrange for the captain ****?"

Kevin was stunned and was about to refute, when he suddenly found that this seemed to be ...... , if you substitute this into your own diarrhea plot template, then ......

"Why don't you speak?" everyone was a little surprised.

"Alas, my mind may be too sinful for me to reflect on. Kevin lowered his head and touched his forehead. On the side, writer A has a strange expression, and seems to have something to say but doesn't say.

Others are inexplicable, many rich people have not experienced yesterday's reasoning, and they still think that Kevin's thoughts are pure, and a "****" makes him ashamed.

As he spoke, something suddenly fell from the top of the ship and plunged directly into the sea. Everyone was on the bottom deck at this time, and in a panic, they hurriedly held on to the railing and looked down, and there was no trace on the sea.

"What is it?" "I don't see it. "Like a person!" "Wait, is this part of the game of the wise?" ......

Everyone was gossiping, and Kevin looked directly at Start, although Start didn't say a word, he was emotionally stable and calm, it should still be a game. Don't be nervous.

"Oh no, no," the waitress ran down from above, "the captain is dead again." ”

"Is it a game?" asked the crowd almost in unison.

The waitress was embarrassed for a moment, and subconsciously turned her head to look at normal people, but her action basically exposed that this was a game.

Start hurriedly came out to play a round game: "Although the game of the wise man is a game, only if you don't treat him as a game can you really play this game well." Thank you for your understanding. ”

The nervousness of the crowd relaxed, and most of them had planned to play this, but for the sake of Stadt's face, they did not complain. At this time, everyone waved their hands: "Let's go, go to the top of the boat and have a look." ”

On the top of the boat, there were more people than yesterday, but there was also more space on the roof. It's not like yesterday, it's all tricks, mainly with writers A and Kevin, this time the rich people are also pretentious, just on the top of the boat have been looking left and right, or measuring the distance or bowing their heads in contemplation, some people even took out a magnifying glass and studied the floor frantically.

"How do you know the captain is dead again?" Writer A began his routine inquiry.

The waitress replied, "I was washing and was downstairs, when I suddenly saw the captain fall from above, and I was scared, so I came to tell everyone." ”

"What did you see?" the crowd disagreed, "we were on the deck, watching things fall from above, and we didn't recognize anything." You're washing the dishes, and the moment you look up, something passes through the window, and you recognize the captain?"

"On what floor did you finish washing?" asked Writer A.

"Third floor. The waitress replied.

"This ship has seven floors, and the roof of the ship is the eighth floor, which is even more impossible. The crowd frantically calculated the acceleration from the top of the ship to the third floor, insisting that it was impossible for her to see that it was the captain.

The paper merchant pointed with his hand: "Okay, don't think about it, the murderer is you." We all thought that something had fallen into the sea, and that you could be sure that it was the captain of the ship, and that you were the one who had killed. ”

"So, what about the evidence?" asked the waitress.

Everyone was gossiping: "However, you can't see that it's the captain." How do you know it's the captain?"

"I just saw the captain, and I wasn't mistaken!" the waitress insisted.

"Wait!" Writer A spoke again, and everyone fell silent instantly, "You said you were on the third floor, which window on the third floor?"

"It's the window over here. The waitress stretched out her hand and pointed in the same direction as the route she had just thrown.

Everyone is still talking about "Could it be that there is a loophole in the script?" She read the lines given in the script, and she really can't blame her. "The captain has a captain's uniform, so it's easier to recognize, right?" "But what we just saw, there is no uniform on it, maybe it's just a rag that doesn't know what." "Because they can't really throw their uniforms into the sea. "So it's still a script issue?" ......

Kevin also frowned and thought: "If what is the reality just now, it really shouldn't be seen clearly as the captain." If it had to be explained, apart from her lying, only the illusion of augmented reality could be realized. But this ......"

"Then there will be no reasoning," laughed the crowd, "and we may even have fallen for illusion and reasoned in illusion." ”