Chapter four hundred and eighty second hair blade(1/2)
A little inexplicable irony.
This year, Lin Yuan has become extremely healthy with the help of the system;
However, the cute detective with two proud mustaches and gray brain cells in his writing is now old.
When Poirot began to call the wind and rain in the detective world...
When Poirot gradually became a myth in the minds of reasoning readers...
When Poirot uses his wisdom to punish evil criminals again and again...
Who can imagine it!
Such a proud man, what does he look like when he grows old?
Who can imagine it!
Poirot will embrace a part of his own in the last case of his life...
die?
So Lin Yuan hesitated.
He even wanted to change the ending willfully, let Poirot officially retire and give him a happy old age!
I don't know if it's because of the recovery of my throat or some other impact.
Lin Yuan felt that he was becoming more and more emotional.
He suddenly sighed softly, as if sighing would make him feel comfortable.
His eyes flashed.
Lin Yuan finally gave up this willful idea.
I don’t know how Agatha struggled in her heart when she wrote “The Curtain”.
But in a sense, rather than letting readers imagine Poirot's old appearance, perhaps death is the relief.
People always deliberately avoid some facts...
For example, people will die.
In fact, people will die.
Even if Poirot is the "god" in the minds of some reasoning fans, the same is true.
Although Poirot's death is not a normal birth, old age, sickness and death.
"call."
He let out a long breath.
Lin Yuan no longer hesitated and began to typify the keyboard at a very fast speed: [When anyone re-experiences the same feelings as before, or re-relives the same feelings as before, will he feel like a dream like this?]
Poirot invites Hastings to return to the manor where they first joined forces to investigate.
That manor has been converted into a high-end hotel.
To Hastings' surprise, Poirot had become old and weak.
He could only sit in a wheelchair, and he fired George, a servant who had been for many years...
Crackling.
The keyboard typing stopped at 11:32.
Lin Yuan stared at the document and finally typed the three words "Full book".
When he was about to close the notebook, Lin Yuan's movements suddenly stopped.
After Poirot, he should have written the story of Sherlock Holmes...
These two characters should have no connection in the background, because the author is not the same person at all.
But in Blue Star, both works should be written by Chu Kuang.
In this case, why not let the two most brilliant figures in detective history have some connection?
This kind of linkage can be very shallow.
But the two should have a slight intersection at a certain moment.
This is also a disguised preview of the new book.
Readers will understand.
After Poirot, there is another man who will achieve equally outstanding achievements in the same field.
"Then let it be..."
Lin Yuan typing on the keyboard and added a few more strokes.
It was at Poirot's funeral.
Hastings bowed and was about to leave, when he found a mysterious man wearing a bowler hat nodding to Poirot's tombstone.
...
the next day.
Lin Yuan directly sent the completed "Polo Detectives Collection" to Kaneki.
"Are you finished writing?"
Kaneki knew that Lin Yuan was planning to finish the "Polo Detectives" recently.
But when he received so many manuscripts, his expression was still a little shocked: "How many words have you written these days?"
"have no idea."
"Your hand speed is really..."
Kaneki sighed a few words, then said, "I sent the novel first to let Yinlan Book Library publish it. Now that the whole book is over, I should make a Poirot collection."
Lin Yuan had no objection.
That night.
Lin Yuan suddenly received a call.
The phone number comes from Cao Dezhi, editor-in-chief of the reasoning department of Yinlan Bookstore.
Under normal circumstances, Cao Dezhi would contact Jin Mu. This time, maybe he was a little anxious, so he actually contacted Chu Kuang directly.
In fact, it is indeed urgent.
The other party's voice on the phone was a little excited: "Teacher Chu Kuang, you can't do this!"
Lin Yuan said with a rare comfort: "Calm down."
Cao Dezhi seemed to realize that he was too excited.
He swallowed and lowered his voice slightly: "I have no objection to finish "Pollo's Detectives". Even if you don't write mystery novels in the future, why do you want to write Pollo to death? And in this form..."
Lin Yuan thought for a while and said, "This is Poirot's life."
Cao Dezhi opened his mouth and finally said nothing.
He was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand, the mysterious character that appeared at the end..."
"The protagonist of the next book."
"You are going to continue writing reasoning?"
“Why not write it?”
"I see."
Cao Dezhi finally failed to persuade him.
In fact, Cao Dezhi also knew that he was unlikely to persuade Chu Kuang.
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When did this person's ideas be influenced by editing?
His phone call today was more like a reader than an editor.
Because he is the editor-in-chief of the "Poirot Detectives" series, and he is also a die-hard fan of Poirot!
As a big Poirot fan, it's really hard to accept that Poirot dies in such a way.
Although he also understood that the "Polo Detective Collection" was already long enough.
Poirot's death did not have the saying that it was unfinished, but instead made Poirot's character more distinct and easier to be remembered by readers.
"It's indeed an old thief. I'll send blades to readers after it's over..."
Cao Dezhi said something in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, although Chu Kuang's fans often called it that way.
That night.
Yinlan Bookstore officially announced this shocking news:
To be continued...