After reading the current manuscript of "The Madman's Mouth", Drizzt felt a little dizzy.
This story begins with the disappearance of a novelist, a famous horror novelist. He left the beginning of his new novel and disappeared. Everyone was talking about it, and the detective responsible for the investigation and his two
The assistant was attacked in the teahouse. They defeated the attacker and went to the publishing house to look for clues about the novelist. They got stuck here at the beginning.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the content in this novel is almost exactly the same as what Lu Jian and the others have experienced so far, except that there are some additional plots in the novel. It is mentioned that the detectives discovered that the novelist may have been involved in the investigation of the clues provided by the publisher.
Went to a small town not far from the city.
And this manuscript was obviously given to the editorial department by Gudu two weeks ago. As for the writing, it must have been earlier.
If it were simply about the detective in charge of the investigation being attacked, it could still be said to be a fixed plot in this type of novel. However, the detective has two assistants, a man and a woman, who correspond to Lu Tan and Shia, and when they were attacked
The two of them almost unanimously defeated the attacker using wonderful techniques.
More importantly, when the three of them returned to the detective's office, Lu Tan's behavior of hugging the orange cat was also described in the manuscript.
"The power of prophecy?"
Shia first thought of the corresponding magic, but the prediction itself was not accurate. In the final analysis, it was just a display of possibilities. No one relied on that thing to make decisions, and in the abandoned city, it was obviously unreasonable for a writer to have such an ability.
If Gudu can really predict, then why did he disappear?
"This beginning is really perfect, isn't it? I'm looking forward to the follow-up."
Editor Qian carefully put away the manuscript.
"really."
Drizzt caught his words and asked again.
"Other than that, do you have any clues?"
"Gudu has been missing people for several days since some time ago. He said that he went to Beihan Town to collect materials, but I don't know where Beihan Town is. Do you know?"
Editor Qian looked bitter.
"Not sure."
Lu Tan shook his head.
"According to the description in the novel, the novelist in this story went to a small town in the north. So, Beihan Town should be north of the abandoned capital?"
Shia thought.
"There is only a city two days' journey north of the abandoned capital. It's not called Beihan Town, it's called Hanxu. It's a mining city."
Drizzt explained casually.
"Then the ancient capital may have gone to Hanxu?"
Lu Jian asked.
"It's possible that the novel always has a prototype. The Beihan Town and Hanxu described here have certain similarities. Maybe the answer can be found there."
Drizzt nodded.
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little dazed again.
After thinking about it carefully, in the story of "The Madman's Mouth", the detectives got clues from the editorial department and decided to go to Beihan Town.
That time and that moment, just like this moment.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that Drizzt's expression was wrong, Shia asked immediately.
"No, it's nothing..."
He adjusted his mood and asked more details about Editor Qian's exchange with Gudu before leaving the publishing house.
"We are now conducting investigations exactly according to the pace in the novel. How was this novel written?"
When he came to the street and looked at the passers-by, Drizzt sighed.
"Is there a possibility that we are in a novel now?"
Lu Tiao had a sudden thought.
"..."
Drizzt didn't want to talk to Lu Jian.
"Are we still going to our home in Gudu?"
Shia didn't quite care about Lu Tan's statement.
"Go and have a look."
The three of them went non-stop to the third ring road. Although they were said to be one ring and one ring, in fact, there were no real walls to distinguish these urban areas, only streets.
When we arrived at the Third Ring Road, the road suddenly became clean, as if someone was cleaning it at any time. The smell mixed with excrement also disappeared, and instead there was the fragrance of birds and flowers.
There are also rickshaw pullers here, but both the cars and the clothes of these people are newer and cleaner than outside, and even their mental outlook is different.
Even when these coachmen looked at Drizzt, Lu Tian and Shia, who had some dust on their coats, coming from the fourth ring street, they could still see a little contempt on their faces.
Lu Tiao was a little surprised by the attitude these people showed here, but it made sense if he thought about it carefully.
In some eras, slaves were proud of their masters and even betrayed their compatriots for their masters, as if this had always been the case throughout history.
The houses here are all single-family villas. The wealthy people in the abandoned capital are not only unwilling to share their houses with others, but also because they often have to hold parties, and a bright hall and elegant garden are essential.
Compared with other places, it is more secluded.
"It's very quiet here, there are no people on the street..."
Shia couldn't help but sigh.
"Yes, they probably all went to work and inspected their own properties..."
Drizzt wanted to say something else, but Lu Tan interrupted the two of them directly.
"Let's talk about other topics."
Drizzt and Shia looked at Lu Tiao strangely, wondering what the significance of this was.
The three of them followed the road until they came to the villa at the end of the ramp. The garden of the villa was obviously not maintained and was in a mess. The weeds had already taken away the space for normal flowers and plants to grow. They grew wildly and spread to the walls, making the whole house look terrible.
The house looked eerie, and the conditions inside the house could not be seen from here. Drizzt first walked around outside the yard.
"I discovered something."
Lu Tan looked at Drizzt who was coming back and said seriously.
"Why, are there any traces of the ancient capital?"
"You looked like a thief just now."
Lu Tan replied.
"...Get out of the way."
Drizzt took the key and opened the iron gate of the yard. The rusty gate made a creaking sound, just like the one often seen in horror movies.
Drizzt walked at the front, Lu Jian at the end, and the three of them came to the door.
Opening the door, Drizzt first smelled a putrid smell.
"Corpse?"
He quickly denied this conjecture, because in the kitchen sink, a mass of yellow and green things swelled and flowed out. It was moldy food, and that was where the rancid smell came from.
Turning on the light, Lu Jian saw that the furnishings in the entire room seemed depressing, boring, and uncoordinated. He could see that the cabinets and tables were not arranged diagonally. It would definitely make him suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder. There were photos placed on the cabinets.
, but there is only one person in Gudu.
It can be seen that this is a rather handsome young man with a melancholy look in his eyebrows. He is indeed a benchmark for literary and artistic youth.
After searching around the first floor and finding no clues, Drizzt was about to go up to the second floor to check.
At this time, Shia suddenly raised her hand.
"Shh."
She motioned to the other two to be quiet, then lowered her voice and spoke.
"There's something moving upstairs."
Crunch——
At the same time, from above the heads of the three people, the sound of something stepping on the wooden floor came.