Chapter 985

"System Dad."

"Dark blue."

"Sanqing Taoist ancestor."

"The Jade Emperor."

"The Tathagata Buddha."

"God." "Jesus Christ."

Along with familiar names one after another, he spat out from the mouth of the traverser, the East, the West, and even the small Cthulhu gods, he has called.

"It seems that I don't have this blessing."

"However, relying on the knowledge accumulated in the era of information explosion in the previous life, it shouldn't be too difficult to reduce the dimensionality of the fiction industry in another world, right?"

Accepting that he has no system and no blessing from the gods, Yang Kai began to analyze the situation.

First of all, I am poor.

Secondly, there is an invitation letter in front of you.

According to memory, this is an invitation from an old acquaintance. The other party was a small publisher. Some time ago, due to investment failure and insufficient funds, he had no choice but to switch careers and start a newspaper company. host.

Because there was a shortage of manuscripts, this old acquaintance wrote many times to invite manuscripts, regardless of the fact that the original owner was exhausted and notorious.

Of course, there is a premise——

The pseudonym must be changed, otherwise, the newspaper would not be sold at all.

Regarding this point, Yang Kai doesn't think it's too much, he is a real person, he knows himself in this world, in the eyes of readers, he has already become a street mouse, he must consider reincarnation, and start over with a new pen name.

Otherwise, there is no money to be made at all.

So what to write?

The content is limited to three categories: horror, suspense, and reasoning.

"How about the whole Greek novel? La'lyeh, the city of seafood."

"Forget it, writing a book is the most taboo to be self-satisfied."

Before he crossed over, the Cthulhu mythology had only started to become popular, but the original author had been dead for nearly a hundred years, and the dozens of stories he created during his lifetime were almost uninterested at the time. He was poor and ill, but died Afterwards, he was sought after by the world.

in short.

That was a Van Gogh-esque genius.

However, Yang Kai only wants to get money smoothly now, what about artistic value and pioneering in the same line, let's take a rest first, fill his stomach and improve his living environment.

"correct."

"This kind of novelette and short story published serially in newspapers is different from online novels, and it is best to fit the background of the current era."

Yang Kai leaned on the back of the seat, while thinking, while playing with the gold pen.

At the same time, his eyes turned to another letter.

Open it and have a look.

【Invitation Letter for Admission to Miskatonic University】

For a moment, his whole body felt bad, and he wanted to slap himself. When he prayed for the gods to respond, he even called the gods of Cthulhu.

Now, the retribution is coming.

As a writer of web articles, extensive knowledge and good use of search are basic skills. Yang Kai naturally knows how legendary this school is.

Graduation rates are low.

The death rate and disappearance rate are high.

Either they are pursuing taboos, or they are about to embark on this road of no return.

The so-called taboo can be used as a substitute for death.

In many books, the University of Michigan is described as a weird college full of ghosts and hidden ancient witchcraft and secret arts.

When he was anxious and confused, Yang Kai inadvertently noticed that there was a faint light flashing below.

The line of sight moves down slightly.

A brass-colored revolver came into view, and at the same time, the stench and rust that had been lingering at the tip of his nose since he woke up were finally taken seriously.

Look up at the neglected ceiling directly above.

Compared with the scattered bloodstains and stains all around, that pool was too exaggerated, about the size of two palms, showing a radial shape.

Bright red, pink and white, and some flocs stuck to it.

"There are no mixed insect corpses in the middle."

"It looks fresh."

Yang Kai grew up reading online articles, and later stepped into this industry, and often had fantasies about time travel, so his psychological endurance is not bad.

With the freshness of just waking up, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and put it on the tip of his nose in a strange way, and almost vomited his soul out of his body.

A terrible idea appeared in his mind, Yang Kai suppressed his fear and opened the cylinder of the revolver. There were six bullet positions, and there were two unfired brass bullets left.

Any rational person will start from where the bloodstains splattered and come to a conclusion:

Yang Kai sat on a chair, swallowed a gun and committed suicide.

And the dull pain from the back of his head was also a kind of testimony. At first, Yang Kai had been deceiving himself that it was a hangover caused by drinking too much and being overwhelmed.

Until the body responded honestly, a fingernail-sized piece was snapped off, and the bloody scar that stuck to the hair was snapped off.

solve the case.

It was indeed a suicide by swallowing a gun.

"A very successful suicide."

"I have completed all the associations in my mind. As the trigger is pulled, the primer is fired, and the cap detonates itself instantly, squeezing the bullet out of the barrel."

"It is like a man of destiny who has been invested by divine power, allowing the frustrated young writer to end his dramatic life without pain."

On the empty road, Yang Kai shrugged his shoulders, as if trying to hide the fear in his heart in a black humorous way.

And Lu Li, who played the role of the listener, answered in the same tone with a professional attitude:

"Well... You are actually very lucky to commit suicide in this world. If the bullet shot out of your mouth, but passed through your forehead, and didn't hurt too many important centers, you still have a chance to survive, but you have to accept the fate of becoming an idiot. "

"Of course, the probability of this happening is less than one percent."

Yang Kai: "..."

The heart of this senior traveler is too big. A depressed young writer has experienced short-term glory, and then his career has been in a low ebb for a long time. It is indeed possible to take the initiative to drink.

But in the frank conversation just now, he mentioned that he himself in this world line is not yet so pessimistic, no matter how big the psychological gap is, he has never thought of suicide.

In his memory, when he was taking a nap at his desk, he even thought about taking out the small amount of savings tonight and going to the street to have a barbecue.

Since there is such an idea, how can it be possible to seek death?

So……

Murder disguised as suicide?

A low-level writer from another city with a hard life is not worthy of others.

Moreover, searching through the memories of the last three months, Yang Kai didn't find that he had offended anyone. He was either bored in this small cubicle called a den all day, or went downstairs to look for food and mail manuscripts to the publishing house.

The activity radius is only two or three streets nearby.

The most important thing is that firearms are controlled items in this world. Although ordinary people have the opportunity to get them, they also need to spend a lot of money and contacts. Therefore, if someone really committed murder, he should take it away along the way——

Both to erase the evidence, but also to save money.

After eliminating all options, the remaining one, however unbelievable, is the correct answer.

"Senior, I have experienced a suicide without a motive for suicide."

When he said this, Yang Kai didn't feel that this possibility was too outrageous, because things like time travel had happened, what else could not be accepted?

"……"Land from.

After a short silence, he said, "Why don't you consider the possibility of being targeted by supernatural organizations?"

"You have already opened your mind once, why not use all your imagination."

"This organization has a group of superpowers, some can teleport objects through the air, and some can manipulate dreams or spirits.

They did this interesting murder while you were asleep. "