"I'm really afraid that Brother Qian will agree to it, even though it's a good opportunity." After sending the person away politely, Maomao turned back, somewhat confused by Mei Qian's operation. She changed her tone and said again: "But you
You can't be careless about your health. It would be really bad if something happens again during the live broadcast!"
Mei Qian smiled, then lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Then, the three of them had a lively meal to celebrate their discharge.
After sending away the two assistants, Mei Qian got out of the wheelchair, slowly laid himself down on the bed, and then took out the Great Return Pill.
It was probably because of the serious injury that it took a long time, and the body was severely damaged.
After taking Dahuantan, I didn't wake up until noon the next day.
During this period, Ning Chi came over to check on him and saw that he was sleeping deeply. He thought he had stayed up late again last night, so he could only prepare breakfast and medicine, so he stayed on the sofa in the living room and played games.
It can be said that this is the most comfortable sleep Mei Qian has had in recent months.
When I opened my eyes, I habitually covered my chest and no longer felt any discomfort.
Chest tightness, chest pain, coughing and asthma have all gone away from him.
The long-lost feeling of health put him in a good mood, and he even ate one more bowl of lunch than usual.
However, when he went to the study in a wheelchair, opened his notebook, and faced the empty documents, his wonderful mood was suddenly greatly reduced.
Yesterday, I was busy being discharged from the hospital and taking medicine, which resulted in a one-day break from updating. He also specifically promised that not only would he update normally today, but he would also make up for yesterday's amount.
However, for some reason, he felt something was wrong when he wrote.
I was busy deleting, deleting, and subtracting until dark. Even if I tried every means to add water, I couldn't even finish the day's amount, and I still couldn't get into the state.
At this time, he began to regret his promise and felt that he should not write with the murderer's vision. Would it be easier if he followed the steps of normal criminal investigation?
During dinner, Ning Chi saw his boss's expression darkened again, so he wisely didn't ask any more questions.
After all, after the boss was injured, he had too many convulsions and he was used to it. It was not normal for him to smile first before doing anything like he did at noon.
After finishing the meal, Ning Chi cleaned up the mess and took the trash to get off work.
Mei Qian was the only one left in the huge room, and he gave up his struggle completely. He sent another leave notice on his mobile phone, poured himself a glass of red wine, turned his wheelchair to the balcony, and drank while staring at the city below.
Ye Jing started to feel dazed, and occasionally, she would hold her chest and cough a few times.
Anyway, I am definitely not in the mood to write today, so I might as well take a day off.
As for yesterday’s promise, eh? Does it exist?
Anyway, just now his hand shook and he accidentally deleted yesterday's request for leave.
As a veteran, it is normal to be scolded for delaying or interrupting updates.
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In a high-rise residence far away from the Four Seasons Garden, in a room that was tightly blocked by curtains, someone took his eyes away from the telescope, shook his head and said, "This Mei Qian, dares to drink just after being discharged from the hospital, and risk his life?"
"Let me take a look!" Another person came over and frowned after looking at it for a while: "Why are you drinking on the balcony? Have you noticed us?"
"Captain Qin is just joking. From such a long distance, he can't see us even if he has a trick to attack the eagle!"
The man known as Team Qin raised his head with an extremely solemn look on his face: "You are still watching here, I will arrange a place farther away tomorrow."
"Captain Qin, I know you have had a lot of dealings with suspects. There is no need to be so cautious, right?"
Team Qin shook his head: "Mei Qian is a martial arts practitioner and his intuition is very keen. We can't take it lightly just because he is injured. He should be most careful at this time. Any disturbance may make him alert."
"...Okay, I'll pack up the equipment tonight and move it over tomorrow."
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Gently shaking the wine glass, Mei Qian glanced at the distance without any trace, then set his gaze to the empty space again, alone and in a daze.
Ever since he learned that the stories in "The Diary of a Killer" had prototypes in the real world and were old cases, he knew that he had succeeded once again in his first attempt.
But he still doesn't understand whether the system influenced his thinking in some way, causing him to unknowingly conceive the story. Or after making up the story himself, the system affected reality and even modified everyone's memory.
This issue is very important.
He must actually be waiting for Zhang Yu to arrive again, especially after the third story ended, he was also very curious about where the murder occurred this time.
But the fourth story was almost over, and Zhang Yu didn’t even call.
Could it be that you didn’t ask anything last time, so you just stopped asking?
He has been paying attention to the police's official website recently. Unfortunately, not only are there no notices about cases similar to the third story, but there is no information released about the first two cases that have been solved.
I don’t know how the police arranged it.
Are you planning to continue to hide the news about the solving of multiple vicious cases, or are you waiting for an opportunity to expose them all at once...
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Mei Qian is a kind-hearted person but not fat. Bad moods generally don't last long, and at most they recur.
No matter how bad the situation is, he will find a reason for himself and try to adapt.
Moreover, living at home is much more comfortable than living in detention centers and hospitals.
So, the next day, his updates resumed.
Surprisingly, readers thought he was still hospitalized and recuperating, and few scolded him.
Of course, in their eyes, "Diary of a Killer" is just a series of eye-catching stories.
Only a very small number of people understand the meaning and practical value represented by Chinese characters.
In fact, for criminal police officers like Zhang Yu, their evaluation of this book is quite complicated.
I not only hope to find clues to solve the murder case, but also hope that Mei Qian can write less uncomfortable content.
It is said that someone once proposed to contact the website and regulatory authorities to completely block this book.
But everyone understands that in modern times with a huge population base, various cases occur every day.
The majority of people are law-abiding, but there are definitely a lot of perverts. Even if surveillance is everywhere, who can see clearly the darkness in people's hearts?
"This guy finally found out about the update. Good guy, it stopped working for two days."
Zhang Yu clicked on the push page as soon as his phone rang. There were many people who made the same move as him, not caring that they were still in a meeting at this time.
Didn't you notice that even captain Qin Sen was looking down at his phone?
The group of people currently sitting around the whiteboard are the ones who know the book "Diary of a Killer" best.
I'm afraid even Mei Qian, the author, doesn't know as much inside information as they do.
"Cough!" After a few minutes, Qin Sen looked away from the phone, knocked on the table, and coughed lightly.
But this case discussion about a robbery case could not continue, because at the next moment, a policeman hurriedly knocked open the office door without even shouting: "Captain, something happened, we must dispatch the police.
Hearing this, Zhang Yu hurriedly straightened up, but for some reason, when he saw the heavy expression on his colleague's face, he subconsciously glanced at the phone that had not been turned off, and had a very bad feeling...