Chapter 418: The Dead Writer
"Why are you guys again?" Wang Dakai can speak Chinese, although it is not very standard, but everyone can hear it clearly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
It was a thin, middle-aged man, and it was clear that he was not having a good time in prison, and his face was still bruised.
"It's still Guo Hongtan's matter, we want to confirm with you again, did you really kill Guo Hongtan?" Bao Xiaole asked.
Wang Dakai's handcuffs clanged on the table, and his face was not very good-looking: "I said no, will the judge reduce my sentence?"
"Then why did you kill Guo Hongyi?" Bao Xiaole asked again.
"Mr. Policeman, you have asked this question more than a dozen times, don't you have all of them in the file bag in your hand?" Wang Dakai said impatiently.
Then Bao Xiaole and several others took turns to ask Wang Dakai a few questions until the end of the prison visit.
After the questioning, Lu Sir and Li Guohao went to several famous Hong Kong studios together, saying that they wanted to feel the style of Hong Kong films that were popular in Asia before being sent back to the mainland. Xu Rouyun carried a bag and got on a Japanese-made GTR, the car seemed to be modified, and it disappeared as soon as it slipped away.
In the entire team, only Bao Xiaole and Honggu remained, as well as the supernumerary Gu Chuanxia.
Sorting out the information of the case, Bao Xiaole asked in a casual tone: "Gu...
Gu Chuanxia smiled faintly, nodded and said, "It's a bit of a gain, but it has nothing to do with you." However, Wang Dakai is definitely not a murderer. ”
"What? Wang Dakai is not a murderer? How do you know? Don't talk nonsense. Honggu's eyes widened and she looked at Gu Chuanxia.
"How to find out the truth is your business, I'm just telling you this conclusion. Gu Chuanxia said casually. In fact, at this moment, his body has left Guo Hongyi's villa, and in the villa he found several extremely special 'novels'. And the protagonist of this 'novel' is his ancient legend. And on the back of the novel, the name of the publishing house is still printed. At this moment, the ontology has rushed to the publishing house to find the author of the novel.
And the eyes of the ancient Chuanxia clones were staring at a few plainclothes female clerks passing by, and it was hot in the summer, and although the clothes on the female clerks were not revealing, they were not too much.
"How's it going, isn't it exciting?" asked Bao Xiaole with a lewd smile. In his mind, the ancients of Gu Chuanxia should be somewhat difficult to adapt to in today's era.
"It's better not to show it if it's exposed, I don't know how to play up my strengths and avoid my weaknesses, there's nothing to see. Gu Chuanxia's evaluation simply surprised Bao Xiaole.
"Don't you think their clothes are shy?" Bao Xiaole deliberately whispered in the ear of Gu Chuanxia.
Gu Chuanxia glanced at Bao Xiaole with disdain: "A twist of the Oiran slender waist of Bihe Courtyard can make the three armies abandon their armor, and the white jade of Wanhualou can be seduced by a slight dew, and they know better what temptation is." Like these women, both good and bad, they are all exposed in large swaths, but in fact, they are not seductive at all, but disgusting. ”
The two guys unscrupulously discussed the woman's body in front of Honggu, and Honggu did not deliberately walk away or interject to divert the topic like ordinary women, but listened with relish and seemed to be very interested.
After chatting for a while, Honggu knocked on the table and said, "Shouldn't we talk about Wang Dakai?"
"Yes, yes! Gu Daxia! I think you must have some great ability, even if you show it, my little bag will definitely keep it a secret for you. Bao Xiaole said, but he didn't know that Honggu's expressions were becoming more and more strange when he looked at him and Gu Chuanxia. was already suspicious of the origin of the ancient legend, and now it is even more impossible to hide it. This Bao Xiaole is also a heartless person.
"I went to continue to interrogate Wang Dakai, but I didn't believe that I couldn't get words out of his mouth. Honggu slapped the table, stood up and said.
Gu Chuanxia said slowly: "I'm sure that if you ask like this, you will definitely not be able to ask anything, and he said something. I'm afraid that before the answer you want appears, Wang Dakai will have an accident in prison, and the clue will be cut off. ”
Gu Chuanxia is dual-minded and talks to the two at will. The ontology side is very efficient, and has found the publishing house, and got the address of the writer from the publishing house.
"So what do we do now?" asked Bao Xiaole.
"You can go to the dockyard, and my gut tells me there might be some clues. Gu Chuanxia said. For the sake of Bao Xiaole, who helped him to some extent, Gu Chuanxia still decided to mention him.
"Do you need to inform Lu Sir about them?" asked Honggu.
"No need! "Besides, with me, it will be fine." Gu Chuanxia's words came out of thin air, but they made Bao Xiaole and Honggu trust unconsciously. Although Gu Chuanxia did not use any means against them, his strength emanated from every wisp of breath. Honggu and Bao Xiaole couldn't detect it, but the instinct of the creatures made them subconsciously surrender to the strong.
In the abandoned old shipyard, Gu Chuanxia seemed to pick up a stone on the ground at random and handed it to Bao Xiaole.
"Take it back and give it to the forensic department for testing. "I want to test it out, there will be some clues, and then you follow the clues, just don't break the line.
The next day, everyone was waiting for the test results. And the body of Gu Chuanxia was empty, the author lived alone, living in a very remote place, judging from his simple and small residence, he lived a very poor life, when Gu Chuanxia arrived, all he saw was a corpse that had begun to decompose, he seemed to have been dead for a while, and no one had found it.
"It seems that I have been discovered in this world, and someone is erasing the traces in advance. Gu Chuanxia looked at the messy study, waved his sleeves, packed everything in the study intact, and sent it into the mountain and sea sword realm.
Now is not the time to look through these relics, the clues that exist in the world are constantly being erased. Judging by the degree of decomposition of the corpse, it didn't take long to get hands on, and if you were lucky, you could catch some traces.
Next, Gu Chuanxia went to find the traces of Jin Yong, in this world, he is a famous screenwriter who took the woman of his dreams as his wife, has won many top literary awards at home and abroad, and the famous orthodox literary master has never started to write any martial arts novels.
It seems to be a chain reaction, as the old man Jin Yong embarked on a different path, many authors who were influenced by him to start writing martial arts novels did not devote themselves to this industry.
Of course, the market for martial arts novels still exists, but it has been replaced by a different group of people, writing other stories that ancient heroes have never heard of.
However, when Gu Chuanxia collected these stories, he found that some of the characters in these stories were not necessarily unfamiliar to him.
Many of them have appeared in his dream world, and some of the protagonists in the story are already masters, while others have not yet grown up.
What worries Gu Chuanxia the most is that the little monk of Shifang and Wang Mang are the protagonists of several other popular martial arts novels. The character of Xuzhu, in another book, was originally a compassionate old monk, but was introduced into his novel by the dead author and became an early villain, but it seems that due to copyright, this character is not described in the later stage.
(To be continued.) )