Chapter 732 Combination Skills

As for Liu Tao.

Although no murder occurred, this part still has the fun of reasoning.

Jiang Yang uses first-class gorgeous writing and gorgeous techniques to bury all kinds of gorgeous foreshadowings and clues before the crime occurs. He uses the various behaviors of supporting characters to lead out multiple conspiracies that are intertwined, making readers begin to endure the crime before they commit the crime. I can’t stop reasoning, who is going to die, how to die, and who is the murderer!

"Look, look."

Liu Tao asked Ding Lu to study hard. As soon as he read the first chapter, he exclaimed, "It's too early for you to exclaim."

The characters appearing one after another in the first chapter were just an appetizer. There are still many characters appearing now, but they are not chaotic. The logical lines are still smooth, and various clues are intertwined, making it dizzying. If Jiang Yang's reasoning in the previous few books was based on trickery, now he is nakedly showing off his writing skills.

"Forget it, you can't learn either."

Liu Tao immediately took back what he had just said, feeling that it was too difficult for Ding Lu to learn this.

Ding Lu:......

If this were a normal day, Ding Lu would be able to chat with him, but——

Liu Tao took Jiang Yang's manuscript as an example.

really.

Can't learn.

I really can’t learn.

finally--

The rich woman is dead.

Ding Lu and Liu Tao breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

It's as if a hunter raised his shotgun and, nervous about halfway through the book, finally took the shot.

Neither of them were surprised by the rich woman's death, and they now wanted to know who the murderer was.

Ding Lu thinks she is a best friend.

no way.

The emotions have reached this point. If the murderer was not her best friend, Ding Lu would definitely give this book a bad review.

Liu Tao thinks he is a scumbag.

This was his intuition as an editor, and based on his understanding of Jiang Yang, the person who was least likely to be the murderer must be the murderer.

Ding Lu:......

"no."

Ding Lu could not help but speak highly of him: "As a senior mystery enthusiast and an editor of mystery novels, you actually believe in your intuition!!"

Where is the senior look that you pretended to be while drinking tea just now?

Nothing left!

Are you worthy of those three tea leaves?

Liu Tao felt that this was not his fault.

As he said just now, the thing about the old thief is that everyone is suspected of murder and makes people fall into a maze. This book is a naked show of skills. Almost one-half of it is laying out and burying clues. When the person died, the best friend who was the most suspected shot the scumbag on the eve of his death, and then asked someone to start a fight, and both of them were cleared of suspicion.

This time we can only rely on intuition.

Don't talk about Liu Tao.

Ding Lu didn't rely on intuition.

"We both can't reason it out, so don't take it seriously."

Liu Tao advised Ding Lu.

After reading so many books, he was already used to being overwhelmed by his IQ in front of old thieves' books. Just like now, the readers know more about the clues given by the old thief than Poirot. Poirot is still sleeping, so they are still confused and can't deduce anything.

Now let's follow the detective and see if we can deduce it.

Then--

Liu Tao found it even harder.

Because the old thief's method of handling multiple characters has been sublimated again.

In the process of Poirot collecting evidence, the characters, no matter how marginal, become more fleshed out at this stage. What they say and do are driven by their own motives, so what they do makes the murder case more complete. becomes more complex.

"Look -"

Liu Tao subconsciously wanted to give some advice and let Ding Lu learn how to handle this character.

but--

As soon as the words came out, he gave himself a mouthful.

Ding Lu agreed with this slap, "You actually have the idea of ​​letting me learn from you. It's so ambitious."

Liu Tao:......

The two of them watched from morning to dusk, and Mrs. Liu looked at Ding Lu with something wrong in her eyes.

The two of them saw that the secret was about to be revealed, but they still couldn't deduce the murderer.

But not without a clue.

Liu Tao and Ding Lu vaguely felt that they had not expected something. As long as they thought of it, the problem of who the murderer was would be easily solved.

It's like doing a big math problem. They have obviously done it before, but as long as they recall a key step, the problem will be solved. But this step, they racked their brains, just can't think of it.

The two looked at each other.

I can't deduce it even if I follow the detective for a while.

The two of them had some doubts about their IQ.

This feeling of knowing that I know how to do it but just not being able to reason about it is so uncomfortable.

Simply.

No more pushing.

They read the final part of Poirot's revelation, and saw that it was their best friend and the scumbag who committed the crime at the same time.

When my best friend shot the scumbag, it hit the floor. The scumbag used fake blood to confuse everyone, making them think he had been shot. Then in the chaos, he made a time difference and quietly shot the rich woman to death.

They used a magic trick.

"Fuck!"

Ding Lu couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

This is fucking okay.

Her reasoning was as good as hell.

Who would have thought that when a scumbag man faced a rich woman who was both wealthy and beautiful, and who shone as brightly as the sun, he only liked her wealth and loved his best friend from the beginning to the end. The TV series she usually watches are either the first wife fighting against the scumbag and the mistress, or the first wife and the mistress teaming up to fight against the scumbag.

This scumbag and his original wife teamed up to persecute the mistress, and suddenly they couldn't deal with her anymore.

"Fuck!"

Liu Tao couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear either.

This dare is a combination skill.

He also pointed out to Ding Lu in the morning, saying that in mystery novels, magic tricks are the best strategy, and the best strategy is to give too many clues like an old thief, so that readers get lost in the clues.

Then--

The old thief combined these two and gave him a good idea.

So fucking mouthful.

certainly.

Liu Tao thinks the most awesome thing about this book is that the part before the crime, with its gorgeous layout and gorgeous foreshadowing, makes the reader start working before the detective even starts, reading it with relish, but in the end, the murderer is still not deduced. It’s embarrassing——

wrong!

Liu Tao suddenly thought of what the problem they had vaguely thought of just now was!

He asked Ding Lu: "Do you feel that this routine is a bit familiar?"

Ding Lu didn't react: "Huh?"

Liu Tao: "The Strange Case of Styles Manor. The male protagonist and the housekeeper were originally a couple. In order to obtain the rich woman's property, the male protagonist married the rich woman, and then the two of them poisoned the rich woman to death!"

"I go!!"

When Liu Tao said the name of the book, Ding Lu understood it.

No wonder they felt vaguely close to guessing the answer just now. I bet they have actually done this big question before.

then--

They were frustrated again.

What the fuck——

There is nothing more uncomfortable than having someone use the same routine to crush them twice in reasoning.

but--

This also made Liu Tao have to admire Jiang Yang again.

He finally understood why Jiang Yang arranged the murder nearly halfway through the novel——

He spent almost half of the page, using clichéd love triangles, and the criss-crossing of supporting characters’ various forms and conspiracies, to weave an environment that was very different from “Styles”, allowing them to fall into it and enjoy it, and it was basically Unexpectedly, he used the same trick.

"That's awesome."

Liu Tao read this novel and his heart surged.

This is another classic that is obviously different from "Orient Express" and "Roger's Mystery", letting him know that the first two books are not Jiang Yang's limit at all, and this old thief still has potential to be tapped.

He cannot be Buddhist.

He also had to take action.

Not only must he be a good helper to the old thief, so that the book's marketing momentum will not be buried, but he must also work hard to squeeze the old thief——

Why?

Liu Tao suddenly felt something was wrong.

He turned to the title page and read "To my wife——"

This is the hero who urges old thieves to become newer and bring out their potential.

A great hero who deserves his gratitude!

Otherwise, he would not have read this book "Tragedy on the Nile".

"no!"

Liu Tao took out his mobile phone: "A die-hard fan can't talk about it verbally."

He gritted his teeth and bought all Li Yu's songs.

He also glanced at Ding Lu.

"Buy, buy, buy. If you don't buy, I'm still a reasoner!"

What a heavenly fan.

She turned against the big devil's urging to update this book! ! !

after all--

The old thief was the teacher who taught her how to write.

Although she can't learn it.

Ding Lu took out her mobile phone and bought all the songs. She also bought a fan card of Li Yu——

This is the content of music platform marketing. Because the copyrights are the same for all major music platforms, these surroundings and fan culture have become the focus of music platform marketing. The platform will naturally give Li Yu the benefits in this area.