When Han Zhou was filming in Africa, "Murder on the Orient Express" was already on the shelves.

It's available all over North America.

And in continental Europe, bookstores in big cities can buy this book.

And, the shopkeepers put "Mist Cloak" and "Murder on the Orient Express" together.

Twist the contract.

Maureen, dressed in an overcoat, arrives at the bookstore.

What surprised her was that the bookstore was overcrowded under the heavy snow.

Maureen was stupid.

Since she was in college, she has realized that people in the United States don't like to read, and there are no people in bookstores.

Even if there were, I would have bought books like "The Life of the President of Fruit" and "Caesars Palace Casino to Striptease Photo Documentary".

But today, many people are queuing up to buy books on the spot, and it is overcrowded.

Moreover, these people didn't even open the book to look at it, and just took the book and paid for it.

I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it.

Maureen stepped forward suspiciously: "Hello, what kind of book is this?" ”

The curly-haired young man in front of him, who looked like a college student, raised the book in his hand.

The cover of the book is a black-and-white picture of a train.

The words "Murder on the Orient Express" are written in large blood letters.

Maureen was even more surprised.

What is it? Non-fiction?

Why are so many people queuing up here to buy non-fiction books? This is not a rice country!

In fact, the sales volume of books in the United States is still okay, mainly because there are no pirated copies, so the sales of various bestsellers are very high.

But it's always those people who read books.

Today, so many people are crowded here to buy books, and Maureen thought that a certain reporter had investigated a major case in the United States and published a book.

However, during the queue, Maureen hears something and feels that this is not the case.

The person next to him: "I finally bought it, it is estimated that half of the people will not be able to buy the book in the first wave, so we have to wait for the day after tomorrow." ”

"Who would have thought that suddenly it snowed heavily and the books could not be delivered, resulting in a three-day delay in the sale period."

"Haha, Han Shen doesn't know what shock it will bring me this time."

"Banksy is very good, but this time I found the wrong opponent, and I read ten pages of both books...... Already lost. ”

A detective, who hasn't seen the last page yet, just read the beginning, and has already lost, then in the back, the gap is even greater.

Writing a book depends on talent, the front is far behind, and the back will reflect the gap in IQ.

Finally, Maureen was first in line.

The clerk didn't have time to speak, and Maureen saw that no one wanted to serve her, so she could only raise her hand: "Give me the book." ”

The clerk didn't even look at Maureen, and handed a copy of "Murder on the Orient Express" in his left hand and a "Mist Cloak" in his right hand directly to Maureen.

"Thirty-two beautiful knives."

Maureen was stunned for a moment, the price ...... It doesn't seem like a non-fiction book.

This seems to be the price.

At a glance, "Murder on the Orient Express" is twenty US dollars, and "Mist Cloak" is twelve US dollars.

"The Mist Cloak" is probably two dollars more expensive than the books that don't have the copyright.

"Murder on the Orient Express" is probably the most expensive single copy.

Maureen shook her head, paid directly, and left with the book.

The sky is twisted, the snow is falling violently, and the wind is biting.

Maureen's ears and nose were red from the cold, and she returned to the apartment where she had made a date.

An open window opens to see the apartments in Central Park.

Putting down the book, Maureen listened to the phone message.

"Hi dear...... Phone message? I sincerely apologize, can we have dinner together? Right in the old place, waiting for you. ”

Maureen directly unplugged all the phone lines and lay down on the sofa.

In this impersonal city, it is difficult for a white-collar worker or a gold-collar worker to live.

It's even more sad if you meet someone you hate, and you don't recognize it at first glance.

Living here, there is not so much time to get to know a person.

It's just a coincidence, a small thing, maybe a relationship starts, and then the sky falls apart.

Maureen picked up a book: "Only books will not fail me." ”

Lying on the couch, the room was getting warmer, Maureen took off her scarf, threw away her coat, lay on the couch with boots on, and opened the book.

After reading the book for a while, Maureen saw a new message on her phone.

Heavy snow turned into a blizzard, and blizzard turned into a snow disaster, with a shutdown of at least five days from today.

Maureen rolled over and made herself lie more comfortable: "Great." ”

Then continue reading.

The book in her hand made Maureen feel very strange.

Detective?

It took two days for Maureen to finish "Mist Cloak", after all, there is nowhere else to go.

In the end, Maureen was quite satisfied.

The story written in this book is actually not complicated.

It was probably in England that a police officer received a report one day that someone had died.

The time is the second half of the twentieth century.

Seeing the symptoms of the deceased, the police suspected that he had died of poisoning, and then went to find out what the poison was.

And the anatomical doctor said that it was some kind of plant toxin, a kind of plant toxin that Britain did not have.

After a lot of research, the police learned that the poison belonged to oleander.

Oleander is a tropical plant native to the three kingdoms of Afghanistan and is rarely seen in England.

There is only one botanical garden that specializes in growing plants in greenhouses.

So, the police went here to inquire for clues.

Then he heard the story of a cloaked man.

This cloaked man has often appeared in the botanical garden lately, but he wears a cloak every time, which is very strange.

The police decided that the news was worth looking for, so they went to find the man.

On this day, the police received another report, and another person died, and it was oleander again.

This time, the officer saw the legendary cloaked man.

And this man, in fact, is a detective.

Of course, the police officers didn't know each other without fighting, and they finally got into a fight with each other to figure this out.

The two confirmed that the other party was also investigating the case they wanted to investigate.

However, because they had a fight, they were unhappy with each other and did not exchange messages.

The two went to investigate the case separately.

And the two dead people themselves also knew each other, both old British nobles.

Belong to the kind of people who have aristocratic status, but have no money.

One of them once went to the United States and met a wealthy businessman.

In this era, the British aristocracy and the rice country became rich and had a tradition of marriage.

Therefore, after this man returned, he was very rich, and everyone thought that he had deceived a wealthy merchant widow.

The other nobleman had a little bit of property.

There is also a rival relationship between the two people.

The case is further complicated.

Maureen watched it for two days, and when she saw the end, she realized that the story was a bit nonsensical.

In fact, the answer to everything is very simple.

The down-and-out aristocrat who died first didn't go to the United States, he didn't have the money to go to the United States at all, he went to the Three Kingdoms of A, worked in the former colony, and because he felt ashamed, he lied that he went to the United States.

And when he came back, he spent money like crazy, making others think he was rich.

At one of the meetings, the second deceased told him about the fact that it was now popular to drink flower tea in England.

And boast that you have the money to pick the freshest petals to make tea.

And the first deceased, in order to show off, found a flower, saying that it was a four-season osmanthus from the Mediterranean, and said that it was airlifted from Italy.

In fact, he didn't know what he was soaking in.

He soaked the flowers he brought back in the Three Kingdoms - oleanders.

The flowers, pollen, and even the branches and leaves of oleander are highly poisonous, and soaking in water can kill people who take it by mistake.

And the second nobleman was even more stupid.

After the death of the first nobleman, a funeral was held.

The lover they once begged for the most together mentioned the matter of the four seasons osmanthus, and it was a pity that he didn't drink it.

So this aristocratic brother asked the people in the botanical garden to buy four seasons osmanthus.

As a result, the botanical garden's workers stole oleanders and sold them to him as four seasons osmanthus.

And he invited the woman to afternoon tea, only to know that the woman had left for the United States.

So, he enjoyed the 'Four Seasons Osmanthus Tea' alone and died.

In fact, the detective had known about the relationship between the two deceased for a long time, but he didn't know about oleander.

And the police officer knew about oleander, but he didn't know the relationship between the two deceased.

The death of the two deceased is a black humor.

And the police and the detective investigate the case together and who solves the case first, which is also a black humor.

Maureen always felt strange after reading it.

This detective, the part about love, is not very good, and the things about interpersonal communication are not very good.

The case itself is not complicated.

However, the use of language and words to guide people feels that the case is very bizarre.

However, in this way, the final moment of the secret is uninteresting and a little disappointing.

After Maureen finished reading it, her mind was empty for a day, watching TV and soap operas for a day, before she remembered another book.

"Murder on the Orient Express".

Maureen thinks that this book should be not much worse than "The Mist Cloak", right? Take a look at it.

But when I was about to read a book, the heating pipe in my house burst.

Because of the heavy snowfall, the repairers couldn't come at all.

She had to freeze in her apartment.

In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I went straight to the kitchen, turned on the stove, boiled a pot of water, and then brought a chair to sit here.

I was bored, so I took out "Murder on the Orient Express" and watched it.

As soon as the story begins, Maureen is drawn to the past.

At the beginning of this story, the main character is a little old man.

A little Chinese old man, Chen Polo.

[On this luxury train, there are few rooms and few passengers can be received, so Chen Polo had no chance to board the train. 】

[However, the conductor knows Chen Boluo, knows that he has solved countless strange cases, is a great detective, and is also a great gentleman. 】

[That's why he was able to board the bus.] 】

At the beginning of the story, Chen Polo was already sixty years old.

A brief description of his prehistory.

In the era of the last dynasty of the Chinese Kingdom, Chen Boluo came to Falu Chicken to study, wanting to return to China to serve the motherland.

And by the time he finished his studies, the Great War had already begun.

Poirot had no choice but to stay in Europe.

At this time, a large number of Chinese workers came to the battlefield of World War I to participate in the war as laborers, and these people did not understand the European language, so their rights and interests could not be guaranteed.

Poirot was fluent in English, French, and German, so he helped the laborers here.

After the end of World War I, Chen Polo was ready to return to China, but he heard that after the war, Huaguo, as a participant in the victorious country, was supposed to take back the Qilu Concession, but the Qilu Concession was actually given to the Sakura Country by the big men at the meeting.

So, Chen Boluo went to the place where the meeting was held to protest.

And campaigning for this matter, it is bound to regain the rights and interests that should belong to Huaguo.

As a result, there was no result.

Chen Boluo realized that his return to China would not help his motherland much, and he knew so many languages, so he should stay in Europe and do more.

And one thing changed his life.

At the meeting, it was proposed to give the Qilu Concession to the officer of the Sakura Kingdom, and he died.

Seeing this, Maureen was already infected by the text, and couldn't help but praise 'Good death!' ’

And the death of this officer was relied on by the representative of Huaguo, which was considered a kind of revenge.

So Chen Boluo went to investigate the case, he proved the innocence of the representative of Huaguo, and even he found out who the murderer was.

However, Poirot refused to reveal the truth.

The officer's family suspects Poirot for a personal vendetta, so they force Poirot to tell the truth.

The truth turned out to be shocking.

Because the officer committed suicide.

Poirot only said, "I don't hate him because of his ignorance of Huaguo, I just want to change his opinion of Huaguo. 】

Originally, he hid the fact that he committed suicide in the hope that he could get the Pope of his faith to hold a funeral for him, but now, it is his family, and he has lost this opportunity by persecution.

In the West, suicide is to go to hell, and there is no way to go to heaven, so Poirot, who can't bear it and has a gentlemanly demeanor, hides this.

As a result, Poirot was forced to tell the truth.

Since then, Poirot has become a great detective, and no one dares to force him to tell the truth when he is unwilling to do so, because that is definitely not a good thing.

Han Zhou's personal prehistory of Poirot, adapted from other stories, is narrated in the mouth of the commander.

And "Murder on the Orient Express" has officially begun.

In this car, there were fourteen passengers, in addition to Poirot, there were thirteen passengers who were already in the car.

One of the wealthy businessmen in the United States wanted to pay Poirot to protect him.

But Poirot didn't take the job.

On the same day, the train hit its head on a snowdrift on the way forward, and could not move forward, so it could only continue to move forward during the day.

And in the morning, the rich businessman of the United States died in the car.

Moreover, the room is locked from the inside.

Poirot quickly looked around, judging by the time of death of the wealthy merchant in the United States, it was a matter of the second half of the night.

In the second half of the night, the snow had stopped, but there were no footprints on the surrounding snow, so the murderer must still be in the car.

Poirot examines the body and finds that the wealthy businessman in the United States has twelve stab wounds on his body, and it is certainly not the same person who committed the crime.

So, there is more than one murderer.

So, Poirot began to investigate everyone on the train, and coincidentally, in addition to himself, the conductor and the doctor, there were exactly twelve real passengers left (the Hungarian diplomat and his wife counted as one).

Poirot investigates and soon discovers a secret.

It turned out that the so-called rich businessman of the United States was not a rich businessman at all, but a robber of the United States.

He kidnapped the daughter of the Armstrong family, and after receiving the ransom, he still tore the ticket.

Later, in the trial court, he bribed the judge and did not suffer legal sanctions.

And now, everyone in the car is suspicious.

As Poirot investigates, a strange thing is discovered.

Everyone in the car had a relationship with the Armstrong family or lived in that city.

You must know that there are Mi people, British people, French braised chicken people, and even princesses of the old Mao Bear era of French braised chicken nationality in the car.

There are also people who are interested in the people, and the people who are ruidian.

It's very strange that these people have something to do with the Armstrong family, or something to do with that city.

As the investigation followed, it was said that a man was seen passing by the robber's door that night, but did not see it clearly.

So rumors began to circulate in the car that one of the men was the murderer.

Poirot had seen the man be in a close relationship with a female passenger before getting on the bus, but now he pretended not to know him.

So Poirot continued his investigation.

Then the man had a showdown, and he just didn't want to have a scandal before the divorce, so as not to be cleaned out of the house.

Then, another passenger gave Poirot new news.

He said he saw a man in civilian clothes enter the robber's room.

But strangely, a button that only exists on the conductor's uniform was found at the scene of the crime.

The news one by one, coupled with the evidence at the scene of the crime, made Maureen's brain not enough.

Who the hell is it?

If these things are written in a mess, then there is really too much information and it can be a headache.

But the information is very well written, and it doesn't make people confused at all.

But the problem is that after sorting it out, I feel that my brain is not enough.

Because it has been written that the murderer must be in the car, and all the evidence and clues are here, how can it not be analyzed who the murderer is?

The greatest joy of detective reasoning is to compete with the detective to find the murderer first.

A lot of readers are trying.

Maureen, who hadn't seen much of the detective, had already subconsciously begun to figure out who would be the first to figure out the answer with Poirot.

For example, whose handkerchief is the H on it?

For example, the buttons that only have the conductor's uniform fell on the spot, but why are the buttons of the conductor's own clothes intact?

Why did the witnesses say they saw men in civilian clothes entering the robbers' room?

There are so many of these questions, and each of them is too much for people to turn around.

What's even weirder is that Poirot sneaks into the maid's room and finds a conductor's uniform missing a button.

Seeing this, Maureen no longer knew what this evidence could prove.

However, Poirot in the book has already figured out what this is all about.

[Ladies and gentlemen, we all know that a disgusting murderer was murdered, how was he killed?

There is a simple conclusion that there is evidence that the murderer is alien to any of us, that Mrs. Harbot has picked up a button on a conductor's uniform, and that Miss Schmidt has found a conductor's uniform, apparently not Pierre's, with a spare set of keys on it, and a button missing, and Mrs. Hubbard finds the bloodied murder weapon, which Dr. Constantine is convinced to be the murderer's weapon.

The facts are clear, the murderer disguised himself as a conductor to get on the train from Felgrad Station, easily entered Lachett's room with this key, stabbed him to death, and since the train was blocked by heavy snow, he lost his murder weapon and uniform and slipped away quietly, so who is he? I somewhat agree with Mr. Fuscaly, he thinks that the mafia killed him, and this vendetta within the mafia I believe the local police will find out! But that's the end of it?

No, no, no! It's not over yet, I just said that this is a simple conclusion, and then there is another, more complicated ......]

The above answer is also the answer that Maureen came up with.

But what Poirot said next subverted Maureen's three views, Maureen used to think she was very smart, but after reading the next content, Maureen felt like a big fool.

The handkerchief with the word H is actually the princess of the old hairy bear country of French brine chicken nationality, because in the Russian handwriting, N looks the same as the letter H of other countries, and N is the first letter of her name.

The Hungarian diplomat couple who said they didn't know the Armstrong family were actually relatives of the Armstrong family.

And the maid in the Armstrong family, who committed suicide out of guilt, was actually the conductor's daughter.

The governess used to be Miss Armstrong's personal tutor......

Everyone present had a close relationship with the lady who had been torn up from Armstrong's house.

And the number was exactly twelve, (in fact, thirteen, but the Hungarian diplomat and his wife were counted as the same person), which was exactly the number of juries.

The robber tore up the Miss Armstrong, and then bribed the judge to escape.

Because the court has not been able to claim justice.

So these twelve were gathered together to do justice.

Each of the twelve men stabbed the robber, but none of them were fatally wounded.

That's why he had twelve wounds on his body.

And because everyone stabbed him, no one knew who took the life of the robber.

Therefore, none of the twelve people had to spend the rest of their lives with guilt.

Poirot analyzed all the evidence, one by one, on each of them, and determined the former or true identities of the twelve men based on the information he had observed and the information he found in the car.

Every time the identity of a person was revealed, the twelve people were only stunned and sighed.

And the reader is already stupid.

They went to look it up and looked back at the previous article to see if that was the case, and it turned out to be like this, and the knowledge involved was so wide that the reader couldn't analyze the truth in the book, only Poirot knew.

Eventually, Poirot broke everything and told the more complicated truth.

At this time, one of them picked up the dagger and wanted to leave Poirot on the train forever.

But he was stopped by everyone.

They are not murderers, but to claim justice, Poirot is not a damned person, so even if he goes to prison with twelve of his own people, he can't take action against Poirot.

When the train reached the next platform, the police arrived.

Twelve people knew that they were going to jail.

However, Poirot handed over the uniform and murder weapon with one button off to the police.

"The murderer left these behind and escaped."

"Hopefully the police will catch the killer."

Poirot did not tell the second truth, but the first.

Han Zhou's version of "Murder on the Eastern Train" not only uses the original book, but also borrows from other books and the experiences of historical figures.

In addition, some elements of the 74 version of the movie and the 10 version of the movie have also been added.

Of course, the general story and most of the content remain the original text.

When they finished reading the story, everyone's scalp tingled.

This kind of story of two truths is not strange to the audience of the earth in the previous life, for example, "Life of Pi" also uses this technique.

But the birth of "Life of Pi" itself has something to do with "Murder on the Orient Express".

And the readers of this world, seeing the ending, are already stupid.

Detective, can you still write like that?

Many people choose to look back and then denounce their carelessness.

For those who don't watch detectives, this feeling can also be turned into admiration for the author's penmanship, as well as a sense of freshness.

For those who watch detectives, it feels like their IQ is crushed.

This feeling was experienced by Han Zhou himself in his previous life.

For example, once when Han Zhou watched "Shutter Island", when the psychotic protagonist went to investigate the case seriously, he ran to the room of the deceased lady, carried a pair of leather shoes of a size 43 man and said that they were the shoes worn by the deceased lady.

That's when you should realize that the protagonist is mentally ill.

However, many people were more careless when they watched it, and they didn't use their brains at all, including Han Zhou, so they didn't find it at all, and when they read it a second time after knowing the truth, they suddenly realized that they hadn't used their brains from beginning to end, and they should have found out a long time ago.

And look at the detective almost every page in this state.

After knowing the truth, when I rewatched it, I felt like I was a silly fork when I watched it for the first time.

The second time I looked at it, I saw countless details.

and then felt even more that the author was too good.

Now, many detective fans around the world are going through such a process.

When Maureen finished reading, it was already late at night, and the lights weren't even on in the kitchen.

She subconsciously borrowed the light of the stove to read the book, and now she realized that she hadn't done anything, from reading in the morning to late at night!

Even forgot about lunch and dinner!!

At this time, her stomach was hungry, so Maureen took out the microwave oven to heat up the food.

While waiting for the food, Maureen picked up "Murder on the Orient Express" and re-watched it.

On each page, you can see the missing details that you missed the first time.

Then take a deep breath: "My IQ may not be one hundred and four, in fact, it is only one hundred and two?" ”

"It's over, one hundred and two are also hanging, maybe only a hundred, right?"

"A hundred? Eighty, no more. ”

"Oops, I might have a dog brain......"

When Maureen came back to her senses, it was already dawn.

After the microwave food is hot, it is already cold in the microwave.

Maureen closed her eyes, unable to extricate herself from this world, and could even say unwilling to come out.

Maureen wanted to talk about it at this time, and she wanted to tell someone that she had found such a book.

I also want to talk to people who have read the book and see if I have lost any details.

So Maureen took out her phone and searched for "Murder on the Orient Express".

Very smoothly, Maureen saw the Efnick Detective Forum.

Then, I saw the first post.

"Han Shen came back from Eastern Europe, and the plane landed at ten o'clock! 》

clicked in, and Maureen learned that the author of this book is called Han Zhou, who is a Chinese.

He is also a director, an actor, and an independent musician.

But now that his parent company has developed into the United States, he wrote this book for book lovers.

This person is really good, how can there be someone who is so good to fans? Maureen has fallen.

Then, Maureen knew that now Han Shen was making a movie, and it had been nine days since he went to Africa and Eastern Europe, and he had just flown back to the United States.

Oh my God, Han Shen must be very tired when he went to such a poor place!

Maureen looked out the window at the snow.

The heavy snow has stopped, but the snow is thick.

Snow? Even if the streets are now covered with burning red coals, it can't stop Maureen from worshipping the god of Han!

Not to mention the coals, even if there is an axe in the sky, it can't!

The reporter on the twist side learned that the big actor Michael Coppola would land with the crew today in the twist, so he drove the news car to the airport early.

Arrived at the airport.

The journalist was stupid.

Countless people stood in the snow with signs.

Everyone was enthusiastic, even crazy.

"Han Shen !!"

"Poirot!! Old! ”

"Baugad!"

In the surprised gaze of the reporter, a pair of snowplows arrived at the scene and began to shovel snow.

A reporter: "Brother, don't you shovel snow on my side of the road?" ”

Snowplow driver: "??? Why shovel snow for you? ”

Reporter: "Damn, is it municipal?" I'm going to complain about you! ”

Driver: "Neurotic ......"

Soon, the reporter found that the road that had been shoveled away from the snow was paved with a red carpet.

What the is going on?

Those holding signs, like pilgrims, are more religious the closer they get to ten o'clock.

It's just that these people all have dark circles under their eyes?

At the scene, there were domestic fans of Han Zhou, and international students also came to pick up the airport.

looked at the crowd and sighed sincerely: "It seems that the Mi Guoyan is not without normal people, he likes Han Zhou, and his children can be taught." ”

Companion: "I like Han Zhou...... It's not normal, right? ”

The person who sighed: "This is a bad statement, in China, it is not normal for people to like Han Zhou, but this is a rice country, everyone is abnormal, and if you like Han Zhou, it seems a lot more normal." ”

"Makes sense."

He pointed to a sign: "Look at the sign that the 'whistling elves' refer to the last of the Mohicans, right?" 'Han Shen' may be the name of the book lovers? "What kind of sick brain can write "Murder on the Orient Express"" Oops, Han Zhou fans in the United States have also found out. ”

"Speaking of "Murder on the Orient Express", I also read it, Han Shen's English writing actually has this level, why didn't he see writing in Chinese?"

"You don't know this, "Tianlong Babu", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "Notes on Tomb Robbery" were all written by Han Zhou, but in China, he took the pen name Jin Guliang Huang, but in the United States, it was written directly on the encyclopedia, and the original name was used."

"And what's going on? Wait a minute, isn't that ...... Damn, I still hide it from our domestic book fans, and the rice book fans know the truth before us? ”

"Who knows, maybe it's because of copyright issues, so it's just a simple certification."

"Wait a minute, elf, Han Shen, there is a disease, well, the people of the United States have also discovered the essence of Han Zhou's mental illness?"

When the crew appeared, Michael was taken aback.

Just after a snowy day, so many people pick up the airport?

Look at it again, it's not to pick up yourself, they're here to pick up Han Dao?

When Han Zhou appeared, the scene went crazy, cheers and screams, just like the scene of the 100,000-person stadium where the rock troupe performed.

Han Zhou didn't expect so many people to come to pick up the plane.

Darff walked in the front: "Han Shen, we are here to pick you up." ”

Han Zhou smiled lightly: "Oh, thank you." ”

Dalf: "There were more than 50,000 people at the scene, and a lot of people couldn't get to the side of the road, they were all on the periphery. ”

Han Zhou: "Oh, that's it. ”

Darff sighed, worthy of Han Shen, this kind of scene, he was not excited at all.

Dalf: "Murder on the Orient Express sold 850,000 copies in nine days, and each copy will give you six dollars, a total of 5.1 million dollars, and 3.6 million dollars after taxes. ”

Han Zhou's eyes lit up and he laughed: "Well done, my dear Darf!" ”

"850,000 copies were sold in nine days, and he can't sell 3 million copies a year?!"

"It's a well-known publisher in the United States, amazing."

"I stopped work for half a day to find a place to celebrate!!"

Dalf sighed with emotion: Han Shen is Han Shen, after hearing that there are more than 800,000 book friends who support him, he is so excited, but he is not attracted to the formalism of picking up the plane.

Worthy of my idol!

And the twisted media, frantically pressing the camera, the camera is also frantically squeezing forward.

With so many people coming to pick up this person, it doesn't matter who he is, if you take a picture first, it will definitely make headlines!!

Who is this person, and why are the fans more fanatical than the fans of rock and roll king Jack Praelis?!

There are also people who have good brains and directly pull Han Zhou's fans for interviews.

Han Zhou's fan: "Who is he?" He is a Kad. ”

Reporter: "???!!! ”

"Are we familiar with that God?"

Fan: "More god than that God!" ”

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Asking for a monthly pass, it is unrealistic to want to write clearly "Murder on the Orient Express" in one chapter, probably mentioned it, if you are interested, go see it yourself.

Because I want to describe the general facts of the case, this chapter is more than 8,000 words, and I am dizzy to write, and I will go to extract my teeth tomorrow, I hope it will not affect the code words tomorrow.

Happy April Fool's Day, everyone.

(End of chapter)