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 and intertwined, so that readers have already begun to endure the crime before they commit the crime.

Constantly reasoning, who is going to die, how, 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 are just appetizers. Now there are still many characters, but they are not chaotic. The logical lines are still smooth, and various clues are intertwined, which makes people dizzy. If Jiang Yang's previous books use tricks to speak their reasoning,

If so, he is now 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 fired.

Neither of them were surprised by the rich woman's death. 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 is his intuition as an editor, and based on his understanding of Jiang Yang, the person who is least likely to be the murderer must be the murderer.

Ding Lu:……

"no."

Ding Lu had to 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.

Just like what he said just now, the great 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 had someone break up the 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 has long been used to being overwhelmed by his IQ in front of the old thief's books. Just like now, the readers know more about the clues given by the old thief than Poirot. Poirot is still sleeping, so they still do the same.

I'm confused and can't reason out 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 dealing with 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've 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 figure it out.

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 own 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 push.

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 too.

Her reasoning was like hell.

Faced with a wealthy and beautiful woman who shines as brightly as the sun, the scumbag only likes her wealth and loves her best friend from the beginning to the end. Who would have thought that. The TV series she usually watches are not about the original couple fighting the scumbag and the scumbag.

The mistress is 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 Ding Lu in the morning, saying that in mystery novels, the magic trick of attacking in the east and attacking in the west is the best strategy, and the best strategy is to give too many clues like an old thief, so that the reader gets lost in the clues.

Then--

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

It’s so fucking mouthful.

certainly.

Liu Tao thinks that the most awesome thing about this book is that the part before the crime, with its gorgeous layout and gorgeous foreshadowing, makes the readers start working before the detective even begins to work, 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?"
To be continued...