Chapter 532 Tragedy in Three Acts
"Old tune!"
As soon as the tuner entered the restaurant, he saw Tandan holding a chicken paw to greet him.
He walked over, "What an old tune!"
What nickname did this girl give him again?
"A tuner."
Eggy told Lao Tiao to sit down, "Didn't I forward the short video to you? You happen to be a tuner too."
The old tune has been busy all day, "I really didn't bother to look at my phone."
Eggy knew that he was busy, so she poured him a glass of wine and asked Lao Tiao to order first.
She continued to gnaw on the chicken feet, "A super awesome short film, full of suspense, humanity and details, you can tell at a glance that the script was written by a master of reasoning like Jiang Yang! Jiang Yang still doesn't admit it, but now he reveals—"
She picked up a chicken paw and handed it to Lao Tiao, "Chicken paw."
It's too boring to eat alone.
Remembering the old tune, I took out Jiang Yang's signature from the bag, "Do you want it in italics, or Song style?"
"Italics."
Eggy can't wait to pat Lao Tiao on the shoulder, "Okay, Lao Tiao, we are so close that we can even customize the signature."
"Ah."
The old tune smiled silently.
Jiang Yang is the most generous person he has ever met.
When he strolled to the sub-stage in the afternoon, he asked the old tune if he wanted to sign
The old tune felt that if there were too many signatures, the price of the gift would drop, so he didn't want it, otherwise Jiang Yang could finish writing a whole blank sheet of paper.
Eggy gently pinched the paper with her fingers, glanced at the signature, "Well, authentic!"
The old tune thinks so too.
Eggy said again: "Looks like I've been practicing my signature recently."
Old tune: "You can see the progress."
Eggy nodded, "I didn't see the improvement, but I saw that the stroke order of the characters has changed, and it has become wrong."
I admire the old tune, as expected of someone who wants to write mystery novels.
"Eggy—"
Dandan Gaba bit off the chicken paw, "What the hell?!"
Her name is Dandan!
"Pooh."
The old tune spat, "It's all the big devil's husband's fault, he called you Eggy, and he called me by the way!"
Eggy: "Old tune——"
The old tune corrected her, "I have a surname."
"Pooh!"
Eggy spat, "It's all due to the short video of the big devil's husband, I call it Shunkou."
After the two were silent, they had a drink together, "Jiang Yang is all to blame."
Eggy: "For the sake of Jiang Yang, I forgive him, who made us fans, so be broad-minded!"
Old tune nod.
That's what he likes about Dandan. His mind is not only broad, but also ravine.
"What's more--"
Eggy: "His "Tuner" inspired me."
Eggy thinks the idea of a fake blind tuner is a bad idea.
She plans to replace the male protagonist with a fake blind tuner in the mystery novel she wrote.
Prototype——
Dandan pointed at the tuner with a chicken paw, "It's you."
"ah?"
The tuner remembered that the hero was the murderer, "In Jiang Yang's short film, the tuner is also the murderer?"
Eggy shook her head, "He is a victim."
but--
Exactly the same is plagiarism.
She switched it over and used the idea without plagiarizing, "Smart, right?"
The old tune thinks: "Is it appropriate for you to pull the wool of your idol like this?"
"Burning incense and praying to Buddha is still seeking efficacies. Idols can't provide value. What's the use of fanning him?"
Dandan excitedly talked to the old tuner about her reasoning novel ideas: "In order to avenge the heroine, the hero pretended to be a blind tuner, and took the opportunity to stab Cha when he was not paying attention. Just when the detective was investigating, A fake blind person is still a layer of protection!"
The one whose surname is Cha is Dandan's ex-boyfriend, she has always wanted to write a book to kill him.
Old tune: "Then your idea of killing people indiscriminately—"
"right."
Eggy is stumped.
After thinking for a while, she said, "Hey, I grabbed two tickets for the drama of "12 Angry Men", the number three, just as the music festival is over, we'll go see it together then. Let me tell you, when the drama audition , None of the reporters who read it didn’t say yes, and even a foreigner was moved to tears, crying so hard.”
***
Jiang Yang and Li Qingning ate at the Dragon Mansion in the community.
Back home at about seven o'clock.
After getting off the elevator, when Jiang Yang waited for Li Qingning to change his shoes, his heart moved when he saw his buttocks.
I remember Li Qingning was wearing such a pair of jeans when we first met on campus. Since then, Jiang Yang has liked his wife to wear jeans, which set off her waist, hips, and legs perfectly.
so--
After entering the house, Jiang Yang hung up his and Li Qingning's coats, then gently hugged Li Qingning from behind.
Li Qingning is picking off jewelry.
She turned around and wrapped her arms around Jiang Yang's neck.
Jiang Yang took the opportunity to gently support her waist and let her sit on the dressing table.
Li Qingning touched Jiang Yang's face, "Good boy, the rehearsal is too tiring."
"I can take it easy."
Jiang Yang buried his head on her shoulder and muttered, "Sister."
Li Qingning said helplessly, "Okay."
Jiang Yang happily picked her up and walked to the bathroom.
Around eight o'clock.
Li Qingning took a shower, tidied up, and went to sleep.
Jiang Yang felt refreshed and not very tired.
He accompanied Li Qingning, and after she fell asleep, he sat up gently, covered her with a quilt, and went to the study.
Jiang Yang turned on the computer, and after transcribing the lines of "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring" into the document, he looked at these lines again, searched his memory, and wrote down some scraps.
In the sage mode, the memory is quite clear.
After almost writing the leftover memories, Jiang Yang opened a new document.
Eggs, indiscriminate killing, magic, blindfolding; Coke...
Jiang Yang crossed out the cola, and added "ex-boyfriend cheated on me". Then, looking at these words, he gradually connected a book together, and some memories slowly recovered.
In Grandma's works, there are really novels about indiscriminate killing.
Not just one.
In these indiscriminate homicide works, there are not only murderers who hide leaves in the forest and hide their true motives in a series of random murder cases; An audition to add to the fun of the murderer.
Coincidentally.
A female character in the latter novel, her name is translated as Eggy.
As for the method of killing——
The murderer used magic-like blindfolding.
The book is A Tragedy in Three Acts.
Many people say that this book is a mystery novel with a pig's head and a leopard's tail.
This book is considered to be the lesser-known one in Grandma's works, and Poirot's real appearance is only after half of the book.
Then.
The previous homicide was all promoted by three amateur detectives.
The process of their reasoning is boring, boring, and boring.
Even with all the new testimony, it hasn't moved the case forward one iota.
As a teenager who once took "Harry Potter and the Water-Avoiding Bead" from his father's bookshelf, didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and read it with relish, when Jiang Yang read this book, he kept muttering in his heart: "Mom! Yes, you won’t buy a pirated version, right? This is really a book that grandma can write?”
To use an exaggerated comparison——
Jiang Yang felt that this book was only a little better than the mystery novels that the tuner said.
but--
If a mystery novel is very boring at the beginning, it suddenly turns around at the end, and all the shortcomings such as boring become advantages.
What kind of mystery novel is this?
Just like Roger Mystery.
When the author designs a mechanism to include the readers, what kind of mystery novel is this.
perhaps--
This is the charm of mystery novels.
At the moment when the answer to the mystery is revealed, no matter how boring a mystery novel is, there is a possibility of a comeback.
The only thing that may affect the evaluation is how much readers can tolerate this tedium.
Jiang Yang thought about it, and it was almost like eating stinky tofu.
Thinking of this, he slowly wrote down part of what he thought, intending to give Eggy a little shock.
Then--
He brought over a completed miniature model of Poirot and a piece of wood to carve scenes and excavate memories.
actually.
At the beginning of the book, the method of killing almost killed Poirot.
I won’t spoil this chapter, save it for later, okay?