The editor touched the child's head in surprise: "Kid, you are very careful."
Jiang Xia glanced at his hand: "I remember that your magazine's proofreading has always been strict. This should not be an ordinary printing error."
"Of course not!" The editor waved his hands repeatedly, "We originally wanted to correct it to make the format more uniform. But before we officially started serializing this story, Mr. Shinmei had emphasized many times that the expressive power of words is the most important thing in a book.
The life of a novel must not be changed without authorization.
"He even said that if we didn't publish it according to his original text, he would stop serializing it immediately. This was even written into the contract.
"Although correcting typos should not be considered a 'change', to be cautious, we still wanted to contact him first to inquire, but we were unable to contact him. So after weighing it for a while, we finally did not make the correction."
——Otherwise, what if they change it and the great writer gets angry and refuses to write it. These writers have very weird tempers, and they often have stubbornness that is difficult for others to understand. In comparison, it is easier to accept a slightly wrong format.
After extracting everything he knew from the editor, Jiang Xia nodded: "Can your novel really be serialized to the end?"
The editor was startled: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Xia pointed at Conan, who was looking at the manuscript against the light source: "A total of 7 manuscripts have been sent, each with the author's signature. The signatures on the 1st to 6th manuscripts are slightly different.
The signatures on the 6th and 7th copies are exactly the same."
"This..." The editor is worthy of being an editor of mystery novels. He suddenly understood and his face changed suddenly, "The signature on the seventh copy is a reprint of the signature on the sixth copy... Could it be that when the seventh manuscript was sent, the new one was
Teacher is no longer able to sign his signature?"
"?!" Niina Kahori stood up in shock, "Could my father have already..."
The editor jumped up, even more excited than she was: "I'm going to call the police right now!"
As he spoke, he turned around and strode towards the phone.
Xianna Xiangbaoli was stunned. She looked at the editor who was calling the police, and then looked at Jiang Xia blankly. She couldn't help but whisper: "He didn't seem like this when I came last time."
...What magical power does this detective have that can actually make an editor who has ignored her countless times change her temperament and take the initiative to care about her father's safety?
Conan: "..." Oh, woman, this is the power of evidence.
While muttering, he took two pieces of paper, stacked them up and down, and looked at the light.
Sure enough, the handwriting of the signature was perfectly matched, without any deviation.
"I happened to put the two manuscripts together and saw their anomalies... But wasn't Jiang Xia flipping through the pages just now? There was a full two minutes difference between the two manuscripts, and he was able to determine the two above
The signatures are not the same?"
Facing this weird situation, Conan slowly frowned...and then a sense of urgency and a sense of competitiveness surged in his heart.
"Sure enough, my observation and memory still need to be trained." Conan sighed inwardly, "I used to think that only my father could compete with me in this aspect, but I didn't expect that Jiang Xia also... Forget it, let's not follow him yet.
Compared with him, at this stage, I just need to be able to steadily beat that black guy from Osaka."
…
Conan flipped through several manuscripts back and forth, trying to find out more information.
A police car parked in front of the editorial office. The police went upstairs to inquire about the situation, then sighed and gave a regrettable answer.
"It is difficult to pass the public search application with just one signature - because Mr. New Name might just be too lazy to re-sign, so he copied the screenshot of the signature from the previous manuscript to the next one."
Halfway through, the Mumu Police Department looked at Jiang Xia: "..." Even so, we can't help but give Jiang Xia face. After all, countless experiences have proven that this detective's intuition is terrifyingly accurate. Now that he has accepted this commission
, then the writer might really be in trouble.
"Let's do this." After a moment of embarrassment, the police department suddenly had an idea:
"I remember the last time I came here, the editor said that new manuscripts would be delivered every Saturday in the early morning? Today happens to be Saturday, and it's only a few hours before midnight - let's wait for Chapter 8 to be delivered. Let's take a look.
If the signature above is still the same as the last two times, I will try to apply for a search."
"Then I'm sorry to bother you!" Although Niina Kahori was anxious, she also knew that this was the best result at present. Compared with the previous encounters when she asked for help alone, today's progress was so great that she wanted to cry.
"They really didn't lie to me..." Niina Kaholi felt grateful for a moment. For the first time, she felt that participating in the tea party of those ladies would be very useful: if she hadn't heard them talking about this detective many times, she would never have thought of meeting such a detective.
Who should I go to for trouble?
"It's a pity that they were talking more about the detective at that time... In other respects, if he had mentioned a few more words about his ability to solve crimes, I would have found him a long time ago." Niina Kaholi thought of the two repeated signatures, and felt heartbroken.
, she prayed secretly in her heart, "I hope dad is okay."
…
Although the Mumu Police Department could not bring anyone to conduct a massive search, his visit was not in vain - before going out, he picked up the diligent Officer Takagi.
At this time, after a lot of hard work, Officer Takagi brought a lot of gains. He wiped his sweat and found Jiang Xia: "I have printed out all the suspicious lines as you said. A total of 4 guest appearances by the author appeared.
Times - take a look."
Conan stood on tiptoe: "Show me too!"
Officer Takagi smiled secretly: He knew that this child would definitely say this. He is indeed a young child of reasoning who has been deeply influenced by Jiang Xia.
"Here." Officer Takagi took out another copy and handed it to him, "I made several more copies. Speaking of which, Jiang Xia, aren't your other assistants here?"
Jiang Xia sighed: "They have their own careers to be busy with, and detectives are just a hobby. What a pity."
Conan: "..." It's a pity indeed. The more people appear, the more chances of catching them... Forget it, if you want to bring down that terrible organization, you can't rush it. You have to be patient and plan for it slowly.
With this in mind, he lowered his head to look at the manuscript in front of him and decided to hone his skills first.
"By the way, give Hattori a call too." Conan touched his chin and muttered to himself, "That guy runs to Tokyo every day, but I rarely go to Osaka to see him... This is not good. I will take Jiang Xia to accompany him when I have time.
Let him have some fun."
It feels a bit uncomfortable to be alone chasing after Jiang Xia. Such a good opportunity to realize one's shame and then become brave... It's better to share it with brothers.