"What Holmes sees is thrills, while Poirot sees people's hearts."
Just follow the instructions and be good at it.
"The motives in Sherlock Holmes often have nothing to do with us ordinary people. But the murder motives in Poirot's stories are very likely to happen around us, and they are very warning-"
The good student interrupted her: "Your family also has inheritance to inherit?"
"You scumbag!"
Just blurt it out.
For a while, Jiang Yang's mystery novels were criticized for the issue of inheritance. Almost every case has something to do with inheritance, so many people would not write about the motive for the murder if Jiang Yang left the inheritance.
But I think this is naked jealousy. Styles, Murder Notice has something to do with inheritance, but masterpieces such as Orient Express and Roger Mystery have little to do with inheritance, and this book "Five Little Pigs"
——
About the painter's extramarital affair.
"To be embarrassed is to be embarrassed."
Just as I was about to present the facts and reason, I saw a burgundy, elegant, handsome and non-offensive car parked on the side of the road.
Then--
Just as Gan Jianmen expected, the short-haired male classmate who was traveling with him stopped, exclaimed, and blurted out the name of the car.
The short-haired male classmate was very familiar with the car's origins, how it had sports car genes, and even went as far as to detail the car's double-door doors.
He really likes this, he can recognize all kinds of luxury cars and famous brand cars, and he plans to learn car design in the future.
On the car.
Jiang Yang was sitting in the passenger seat, playing with the buttons on the center console to adjust the color of the glass roof.
"Stop playing."
Li Qingning slapped Jiang Yang's hand, "Aren't you going out today?"
Jiang Yang: "Don't go out."
He also stopped the massage function of the car seat, with a look of disgust on his face, "You're just cheating people out of money, the massage is not comfortable at all."
"Get off slowly and watch for cars coming from behind."
Li Qingning looked at the rearview mirror and reminded him: "We can get off now."
"good."
Jiang Yang took off his seat belt and got out of the car, and went around to the back of the car. After seeing Gan Jianmian and the others, Jiang Yang waved to them, then opened the trunk, and a model of a big house appeared in Gan Jianmian's field of vision.
This is why Li Qingning changed cars today.
When Jiang Yang was writing "Murder Through the Broken Mirror" at home these days, he made a miniature model of the place where the murder occurred, which was the female star's home. Now that he was going to the courtyard to write, he naturally had to bring the model.
But the car Li Qingning usually drove didn't have enough space, so he drove out this SUV he didn't often drive.
After Jiang Yang took the miniature model, he closed the trunk with a little force.
"I go."
The short-haired male classmate muttered in a low voice: "This car has an electric tailgate, so there is no need to worry about it breaking."
Jian Jianmian: “Shouldn’t the focus be on the model?”
This miniature model is a Western-style architectural model, particularly like the English countryside manor in Poirot's novel. Isn't this a new work in reasoning?!
She couldn't help but look forward to it. She was even more looking forward to the resurrection of the Marple series. She liked this little old lady detective so much. It was so interesting to solve crimes in the gossip of life.
only--
Even the noodles know it.
After experiencing the failure of Miss Marple's previous book, "Murder Revealed," Jiang Yang probably won't write about this little old lady again.
What's more, pineapple fans are now very vocal, and they are quite critical of the sudden appearance of an old lady in Jiang Yang's novel. However, "Murder Notice" was adapted from a variety show script written by Jiang Yang for "Celebrity Detective", so I won't say that.
what.
But if Jiang Yang writes about Marple again, pineapple fans will have to talk to Jiang Yang.
When I thought about this, I felt a little regretful, thinking that Marple might not be able to write more in his lifetime.
At this time.
Li Qingning also got out of the car.
She hung Jiang Yang's bag on Jiang Yang's shoulder, "Take the key with you."
"Bring it."
Don’t be afraid even if you don’t bring one.
Jiang Yang put a spare one at Hongshan's house.
"good."
Li Qingning stood on tiptoes and kissed him, "I'm leaving." She waved her hand and turned around to get in the car.
"Drive slowly."
Jiang Yang warned him several times.
Li Qingning knew that this was a sequelae of a car accident, but her husband subconsciously felt that as long as I warned him more, the risk of a car accident would be reduced and safety would be increased.
and.
If she didn't agree, Jiang Yang would still feel empty in his heart, always feeling like something hadn't been done well.
so--
Li Qingning lowered the window and said in a serious and coquettish tone: "I know, I'm leaving."
She waved her hand.
"good."
Jiang Yang watched her leave.
After the car drove away, Jiang Yang turned around and saw that they were still there. He said hello to them again and entered the alley.
The good student then greeted the two men, one looking at cars and the other looking at people, and said, "Let's go."
He simply came back to his senses and kept mumbling as he walked, regretting that he had not taken a few more glances just now. Otherwise, he could have been an uncle and predicted the content of Jiang Yang's next book, thus winning over a group of Jiang Yang's fans and finally rising up.
Kill the pineapple powder under the horse, support the Maple Maple Party, and then collectively urge Jiang Yang to write Maple's mystery novel...
The good student looked at her sideways and said, "As long as you put some of your thoughts into studying, your academic performance will be second only to me."
Not only good students think so, but also the mothers of good students think so.
When she was clearing the table, she saw this book, and the muscles on her face subconsciously showed a hint of displeasure. She felt that if she could just put her focus on studying this kind of book, she wouldn't be able to achieve her current results.
besides--
Her parents are also incompetent. In her senior year of high school, they let their child read this book and let her read it by herself. Now they are planning to spoil her child.
The good student's mother put the book aside casually.
After she finished her work, she stretched her waist and groaned, then she realized that the heater in the house was hot and she was sweating from cleaning the housework.
She planned to take a bath.
She likes to read a book in the bath.
Just right.
She looked around and recommended what kind of books her son should read. If it was a bad book, it would have to be taken seriously.
So, after she put the bath water in the bathtub, she took the book to the bathroom and got into the bathtub.
Well.
Being surrounded by water made her water-starved cells cheer, and even some parts that had been despised by others since she had children began to look plump.
She gently rubbed her body, and couldn't help but think of her husband's peacock spread in front of the female student, looking lifeless in front of her.
They had quarreled many times over this female student, but it wasn't because of cheating, it hadn't reached that point yet...
Bar?
The female student was her husband's little crush. Her adoring eyes and eyes, as well as her unstinting words of praise, made the old man in her family very happy. Over time, the two of them lost control of their sense of proportion and boundaries.
Her husband has enough reasons.
As soon as she started arguing, he said that she had a dirty mind and had tarnished art. He said that they were close friends in art, as if the artist was not understood by the world, which made her angry and hateful.
Now.
It had been a week since she last tarnished art, and her husband simply stayed in the studio. He seemed to be refusing to come back until she admitted his mistake, which gave her a headache just thinking about it.
Since I have a headache, I don’t want to think about it anymore.
She casually picked up the novel next to her and started reading it.
at first.
She didn't care much about the story.
After seeing the painter's death and his wife in prison, I felt a little bit interesting.
Then.
After learning that the former painter had a lover and a girl who planned to replace his wife, who was now one of the five witnesses investigated by Poirot, the good student mother suddenly became energetic: "The murderer is the mistress!!!"