Zhao Zhen nodded, "Let the murder happen around you, especially around your family. This is the best demonstration and it also means that the other party won beautifully."

Zhan Zhao nodded with satisfaction. At the critical moment, the Yutang brand translation machine is still easy to use, and he would like to translate which paragraph he wants to translate.

"elder brother."

At this time, Bai Chi, who had read a diary, raised his head and said to Zhan Zhao, "As the saying goes, his personality seems to have never changed since childhood. Her diary is purely recorded, with basically no emotional records, or very few... it looks like work notes."

Zhan Zhao nodded. Indeed, as the saying goes, it is actually not sentimental...or, even if she is sentimental, she is not the kind of person who can express her feelings with paper and pen. She writes narrative words such as what she did, what she ate, what the weather was like, and who she met.

"There is no emotional ups and downs, and I can't find the key points." Bai Chi turned through the second book and asked Zhan Zhao, "Brother, do you have any special points?"

"Dou?" Zhan Zhao turned over and looked at Bai Chi with a smile.

"For example, emotional connections, strangers you meet, her fans, etc....that need special attention?" Bai Chi asked.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, "You just look at it aimlessly, don't be too tired." While saying that, he touched Bai Chi's head and asked Qin Ou, who had finished reading a newspaper clipping, "How does the newspaper clipping feel to you?"

Qin Ou raised her head, "There are very few contents with words, most of which are pictures, and they are very economical."

"Economic?" Zhan Zhao was curious, "What does it mean?"

"That's... I have also helped Xiaoyi to do newspaper clipping. Their art class has requirements. Most newspaper clippings pay attention to typesetting, artistic sense, beauty, etc. But as the saying goes, post one in a place where you have time, so full that there is no gap at all..."

"Oh?" Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand, "Let's take a look."

Qin Ou handed him a copy.

Zhan Zhao flipped over and laughed, "I have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, but... she did these clippings not to record or express anything... she was just collecting information."

"Information?" Bai Yutang thought there was a clue, "What information?"

"Similar to the material I want to collect in writing, her clippings should be used to provide inspiration for music creation." Zhan Zhao put down the clippings, stood up, and began to slowly circle around SCI's office.

Everyone saw Zhan Zhao with his hands behind his back, and circled around the desk at a very slow speed, saying to himself, "Diary?"

Then go around again and say, "Diary..."

"Boss."

Jiang Ping couldn't help but raise his head and said to Bai Yutang, "Dr. Zhan's magical power, if he had another ten or twenty years, would he be the same as Zhao Jue?"

Bai Yutang looked up and said, "Cat."

"Hmm?" Zhan Zhao stopped and looked at him.

Bai Yutang waved his hand, meaning - come here.

Zhan Zhao came over.

Bai Yutang patted the table.

Zhan Zhao sat down on the table.

At this time, Ma Xin bought everyone's afternoon tea and came.

Bai Yutang stuffed ice lemon tea and sandwiches into Zhan Zhao's hands.

Zhan Zhao sat on the table and gnawed the sandwich.

"Have you ever thought of anything?"

After finishing eating Zhan Zhao's sandwich, Bai Yutang suddenly received a text message. He glanced at it and looked up and asked Zhan Zhao.

"Well..." Zhan Zhao touched his chin, "I feel like there is no motivation..."

"Do you need motivation?" Bai Yutang smiled, picked up his phone and sent him a text message.

Zhan Zhao took the phone and looked at it, and saw two text messages.

One was sent to Bai Yutang’s mobile phone, and the content was, “What is the prompt?”

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly. Although it was a very ordinary sentence, these irrelevant words were arranged inexplicably with a strong sense of beating.

I glanced at the sender and it turned out to be - Zhao Jue!

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes and saw Bai Yutang reply with a text message - a diary.

Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang, "How can you tell him the case? He is a bad person!"

Bai Yutang touched Zhan Zhao's head, "That bad guy is your motivation. If he guesses it first, Maoer, he will be embarrassed."

After saying that, Bai Yutang went to help read the diary.

Zhan Zhao sat on the stage with his arms in his arms—Diary…Maybe…

"Wait a moment!"

At this time, Zhan Zhao suddenly rushed over and found all the diaries in the box, arranged them according to year, month and day, raised his eyebrows, "One book is missing!"

Everyone looked at each other - how could there be fewer? Months are all right.

"There is a problem with the date!" Bai Chi quickly scanned the numbers, "A few days later, there should be a very thin book. She specially took it out and wrote it alone."

Zhan Zhao touched his chin, "I know where that book is!"

At this time, Bai Yutang's cell phone "meowed" again.

Bai Yutang glanced at it, smiled slightly, and handed the phone to Zhan Zhao to see.

I saw that it was sent by Zhao Jue, and the content was - is it complete? Is there any missing?

Zhan Zhao raised the corner of his mouth.

Bai Yutang replied to Zhao Jue, and he saw that the words were written: Maoer thought of you first.

Zhan Zhao nodded with satisfaction.

After a while, another meow was heard, and Zhao Jue came back with an angry emoji.

Zhan Zhao's lips raised on both sides.

Bai Yutang asked him, "Good motivation?"

Zhan Zhao nodded.

Another text message was sent by Zhao Jue - I know where Shao’s diary is.

Bai Yutang replied with a word - Zhan Zhao said it before.

...

A moment later, Zhao Jue sent a look of lifting the table.

Zhan Zhao held his arm and snatched the phone, sent a few words over, put down his phone, pulled Bai Yutang, "Let's go, find a diary!"

Everyone in SCI curiously came over to look at Bai Yutang’s mobile phone, and saw that the words Zhan Zhaofa were written by: Zhan Zhao’s perfect victory!

Everyone looked at each other silently. This time, it was Zhao Jue's turn to have motivation?

...
Chapter completed!