Risking their lives to solve the case, criminals all over the network are going crazy

Chapter 198

Either this is a super powerful master, or he really doesn't understand anything at all.

The former, too small a probability, often the latter in life.

The sullen man's nature, once the chatterbox is opened, it is automatic.

After asking a few questions, Lin Bei turned on the spit mode.

Sure enough, it's the same as most codeword dogs that lack socialization.

Liu Yu complained in his heart: "Are you saying that you discovered this problem first?"

Lin Bei nodded and was noncommittal: "I complained in the chapter of the novel."

"You can believe that what I wrote actually happened in reality."

"Maybe because of this, your people found me."

"I'm more curious than you are."

"I also want to figure this out."

"After all, if you think about it, it's too exciting."

"The novels I write are reflected in reality."

"It's an explosive gimmick in itself."

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"I used to be constipated when I wrote novels, but after this happened, I felt that I was more inspired."

"I feel that this theme can put me on the heavenly list..."

This dude is really a squidgy, simply turning on the Pandora microphone.

Got it, with this IQ, it can't be behind the scenes.

An hour later.

Liu Yu opened the door of the interrogation room, walked out, and came to Tang Zhengli's side.

"He really didn't know that his novel was happening in reality."

"We all know this answer."

Tang Zhengli looked at the nose and nose at the heart.

Tang Zhengli took out his mobile phone and clicked on a novel app software, and there was only one book on the shelf.

Don't think about it, it must have been written by Lin Bei.

The title is too long, but the story is still fascinating.

"You see?" Tang Zhengli took Xia Wei's mobile phone in Liu Yu's hand.

Dian Dian Dian downloaded the app and collected the novel in his bookshelf.

"Go back and take a look, maybe there are clues in it."

I'm here to handle the case, you let me read online novels, you really treat me as a tool person: "Okay, I'll take a look right away, maybe there is a breakthrough."

Liu Yu's eyes shone, took back the mobile phone, took the elevator, and returned to the ground.

Walking out of the base, a smell of dust wafted through the air.

This is the northwest.

A desolate place, but for some reason, this became a branch of Tang Zhengli.

Perhaps, the main thing is a desolation.

Hostel.

Dappled walls, forced corridors, up the stairs.

Three floors, push open the wooden paneled door.

The configuration inside is completely different from the whole building.

Goose down yellow lights falling, large bed quilts, mahogany desk, coffee table, built-in bathroom and toilet, all are voice-activated.

The overall is simple and luxurious.

Liu Yu lay down his tired body, opened his mobile phone, and read the novel with joy.

The overall rhythm is average, the fluency is not good, and the choice of words and sentences is too poor.

A 500,000-word serialized novel, read in an hour.

No way, ten lines at a glance, memory-like like a photo.

Soon, the content of those novels seemed to be carved into the brain.

As long as Liu Yu wants it, it will appear in his mind at a very fast speed.

Gradually, Liu Yu discovered a particularly interesting thing.

There was a problem with the rhythm of his writing.

And the most obvious expression of this rhythm is style.

When writing the details of the case, it is very detailed, and even the street signs are reflected one by one.

But the daily life of the protagonist is very crudely written.

The lack of words, the complete and the description of the case are two directions.

This is strange, the delicate language should run through the entire story line.

The more I think about it, the more wrong it is.

Liu Yu lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, lost in thought.

After writing, even if it is not published, it will happen.

How did he do it.

I'll see Lin Bei tomorrow.

The next day, had a nutritious breakfast.

Tang Zhengli took Liu Yu and walked towards the inside of the base.

"The reason why I chose this place is because it is desolate enough, and some things are not convenient to publicize."

"Also, the climate here is harsh, so even if something goes wrong, we still have plenty of time to maneuver."

The fork that Tang Zheng was referring to should be the enemy's escape or other unexpected circumstances.

It's remote, and it's hard to get out of here for a few hours.

The elevator goes down.

Underground space.

Interrogation room.

Liu Yu made up his mind to let Lin Bei write a chapter of the novel in front of him.

"Today, what we're going to do is, you write a chapter of the novel yourself, I'll take a look."

Liu Yu opened a laptop that had been prepared in advance and pushed it in front of Lin Bei.

"Just use this one."

Liu Yu looked at Lin Bei seriously, and Lin Bei pulled the laptop and adjusted his posture.

"Okay."

There was not the slightest hesitation, and there was no special change in his eyes.

Lin Bei closed his eyes.

Ten fingers on the keyboard, slow to move.

His expression seemed a little painful, could this be the state of a novel author Kavin?

Painful, life is better than death expression.

After a few minutes, Lin Bei finally returned to calm, and his hands seemed to regain consciousness.

His expression relaxed, and he opened his eyes, as if he had changed his eyes.

His pupils seemed unable to focus, and his hands began to move.

Fingers are like tentacles, jumping on the keyboard.

Liu Yu keenly felt the change in Lin Bei, and the aura of his body changed.

This is a special feeling, as if a person suddenly changes his or her temperament.

It's really aura!

He actually changed his aura!

Liu Yu saw Lin Bei bowing his head slightly, his eyes staring at the computer, and his fingers moved.

The light under his eyes seemed to have dissipated a little, and the whole state of the person was like a crazy machine.

At this time, Liu Yu's gaze fell on the computer screen.

"Zhejiang Province, Wenshi City, Mingyuan Street, No. 808, Building XX, Tianhu Community."

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"The doorbell rang, and through the eyes of the fish, Fujiyama didn't see anyone."

"He who has always been cautious and vigilant, did not open the door, but asked who it was."

"There was no response, and then I returned to the living room, but soon it was a hurried doorbell, and as usual, there was no one."

"After a few times..."

"Fujiyama opened the door, a black hole pistol, against the brain door..."

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Liu Yu pressed the laptop and interrupted Lin Bei's codeword.

Lin Bei raised his head blankly, not knowing what happened, and looked at Liu Yu with a confused expression.

"Well, no need to write."

"Ahh All right. Lin Bei seemed a little disappointed.

After all, he felt that he was in a state and could still write 10,000 words.

Liu Yu's expression became very serious, and he carried the computer out of the interrogation room.

Tang Zhengli saw Liu Yu come out.

Greeted: "How is it?"

Liu Yu walked to the table with the computer and spread out the computer: "See for yourself."

Tang Zhengli looked at the content on the computer, and his face became serious.

"Everyone ready!"

"Gather an action team and go to Zhejiang Province."

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In less than half an hour, everyone was ready to go.

This time, I don't take a bus, I don't take a train, and I don't drive myself.

A small aircraft, which appeared directly on the landing pad near the base.

The group ran towards Zhejiang Province.

"What do you mean, where is the next crime?"

Tang Zhengli handed over a mobile phone, and the address of the missing map navigation on the mobile phone was the missing map.

It is like Wenshi City, Mingyuan Street.