Chapter 64: The Breakthrough Point
"Tell me, what is this? What is it!!! β
Wren grabbed a pamphlet in his hand and asked PHS loudly.
He rested for a day in his dorm room and was ready to go to class, only to find that there were a lot of people in the class reading a booklet.
What's the matter, when mobile phones were not so popular in the previous life, he also did the thing of secretly reading paper novels in class.
The problem is that these people still secretly glance at him at every turn, but still with that kind of sympathetic eye.
In the end, Wren couldn't bear it anymore, and when he got out of class, he asked for a booklet to read, and found that the content of this booklet was about the story of Principal Grayson's encounter with a beautiful lady more than ten years ago, and finally gave birth to an illegitimate child.
The whole booklet is about 40,000 or 50,000 words, starting from the first acquaintance of Principal Grayson with a woman in a small town, saying that he had to leave the other party behind because of his family and career, but he did not expect that the other party was pregnant. After Grayson left, the woman was depressed and died after leaving a boy.
The boy ends up in an orphanage, where he is bullied and discriminated against, until one day, Principal Grayson returns to the town to find his former lover, only to find that he has long since died.
What made him even more remorseful was that the insider told him that the woman had given birth to a son and was eventually sent to an orphanage.
Grayson found the child, and out of guilt, he put a lot of pressure on the child to get the child into the elite class at the University of Restbourg.
The story is such a story, too clichΓ© to be true, but the writer's writing is so good that it is tear-jerking, and the person concerned is also the principal of the school, which makes this pamphlet Lesbourg widely circulated.
After reading it, Wren wanted to bury his head in the ground.
And his second thought was: "PHS, you give me death!" β
Whether this pamphlet was written by PHS himself, he didn't know, but the initiator must be PHS, because the content is exactly the same as what he said last time.
And this story is estimated to have been spreading for a long time, because Wren thought about it carefully, the last time he came back from the security team in the middle of the night, many people looked at him very strangely.
........
In the face of Wren's questioning, PHS had no pressure at all.
"What you said last time, let me make it up casually."
"Me!" Wren had nothing to say, "I'm just saying, how did I think you would really write like that?" β
"I didn't write this thing."
Wren was stunned, "It's not who you are?" β
"It's your classmate, that little tyrant named Leilin. She paid me a lot of money to buy your information, and after I told her this, the next day the pamphlets were distributed all over the school, and I guess she must have spent a lot of money to get them printed. Rich people, tsk tsk. β
"Leilin?" As soon as Wren thought of the little Lori's face, he immediately believed what PHS said, with Leline's stubborn character, it was indeed possible to do such a thing.......
PHS suddenly said with interest: "It seems that you are quite familiar with that little local tyrant, in this way, can you help me ask her hobbies?" β
"No, I don't know her well! I said, don't change the topic, this matter, Leilin has to carry the cauldron, but you, the first person to spread these contents, can't escape the involvement! β
PHS pondered for a moment, and then took out a bank card from his cloak: "This is the intelligence fee promised to you before, because of that generous little tyrant, so he made a lot more, a total of 50,000 yuan." The little tyrant said, part of it is regarded as giving me the original author of the story, as well as the copyright fee of the prototype of your story. If ......."
PHS hadn't finished speaking, and the next moment the bank card was no longer in his hand.
I saw that Wren was stretching his hand out of his pocket: "Don't take it as an example." β
PHS: "That little tyrant has been inquiring about it recently, and she is willing to bid 100,000 yuan to figure out why you were taken away by the security team, and it seems that she is thinking about a sequel to the novel." β
"Don't say it, let her pay for it!"
Isn't it just for people to write into a bitter novel, what is this? It's not a cuckold again.
........
After a long negotiation, and the help of friends, Enid finally qualified to enter the mini talk show studio.
She had arrived ten days earlier, but at that time, the World Council had said that the site was very tightly controlled, and almost no outsiders were allowed to enter.
However, as the armor monsters went into hiding during this time, as if the world had evaporated, and no longer came out to commit crimes, the World Council was under increasing pressure.
Some people feel that if more evidence is not found in the short term, the armor monster may be at large forever.
So the World Congress finally loosened its control of the scene, allowing some forensic experts, or some well-known detectives like Enid, to enter the investigation.
Enid was on the scene at this time.
In fact, coming over at this time, Enid also knew that she probably couldn't find any clues.
There were so many people rummaging through here before, and there was something that they either found or destroyed by them.
Originally, the studio had two sofas on the left and one on the right, and then a glass coffee table in the middle. Because Lannard was going to demonstrate live, the couch and coffee table were pushed to the right.
In the original plan, the action actor would take the stage from the left and fight Lannard standing in the center of the studio.
But everyone didn't expect that it would be the armor monster who came to power.
When he got on the court, he easily defeated Lannard and then began to wreak havoc on the studio. The sofa and coffee table were tossed to the more remote corner on the right, and the glass coffee table had been shattered to the ground.
Eventually, the Armored Monster leaped to his feet, ripped off the curtain from the studio, and disappeared from the stage as if by magic.
Since there were many people on the scene before, Enid now saw the scene with the sofa and the broken coffee table still lying in the right corner, but the curtain that had been covering the studio floor had been lifted and piled aside.
There was hardly anything on the stage, except for a few splashed glass shards.
Enid walked back and forth a few times, and finally shook her head helplessly, the situation was similar to what she thought.
The guard of the World Council, who was following on the side, spoke, "Ma'am, there's no way you're going to find anything here. β
They have been stationed here for many days, and every day they can see many so-called "crime solving masters" coming in and leaving disappointed.
These people all wanted to make a name for themselves by catching the armored monsters, but in the end, none of them could say anything useful.
The beautiful lady in front of her seems to be no exception.
"Any spell will leave a mark on the scene........ Enid muttered suddenly.
"Ah, what did you say?"
Enid seemed to be lost in thought, not hearing the guard's words, she paced back and forth in the studio, still muttering to herself: "Any spell will leave a mark on the scene, if not, it can only mean that someone removed the trace, or took it away." β
"The Armored Monster didn't have time to remove the traces, which meant that the 'marks' could only be taken away by him. How to take away the traces...... Traces on the body of the armored monster? Yes, that armor must be the crux of the matter! β
As she paced back and forth, Enid's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and she felt as if she had found a breakthrough in the case.