When Miao Kun and Zhao Yu returned to the restaurant, the atmosphere in the restaurant changed subtly again. People were gathering together in twos and threes, either talking about diamonds or chatting.
"Hahaha... So, your novel has become a big success again? It's really gratifying..." From the corner of the dining table, a hearty laugh suddenly came from the person Miao Kun was afraid of, Li Benzheng.
At this moment, Li Benzheng was sitting upright next to Tani Zhaoichiro, communicating with him in fluent Japanese. Since Zhao Yu had an invisible translator, he could hear their conversation clearly.
"It's nothing, it's over-praised, over-praised!" Tani Zhaoichiro smiled politely, "This time, it was just bad luck. It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!"
"No, no, no, that is definitely a testimony of strength, hehehe..." Li Benzheng asked sincerely, "By the way, what is your new book about? I heard that from discussions on your home forum It’s very intense!”
"Controversy is inevitable! I'm used to it..." Tani Zhaoichiro nodded vigorously, and then said solemnly, "The protagonist of my novel is an ordinary person with an average appearance. Because he is poor, he has been unable to communicate with others. To my girlfriend, I was looked down upon.
“But one day, he suddenly discovered that he had a special superpower. Any woman he had sex with would immediately rejuvenate and become the youthful and beautiful appearance of a girl.
“Of course, rejuvenation has a time limit and can only last for 24 hours.
"That's it, the story unfolds!" Tani Zhaoichiro told with excitement, "Although the time is short, it is the dream of many women to be able to return to their girlhood and experience it.
“So, when the protagonist’s superpower spread, he quickly became famous, and there was an endless stream of women who came to have sex with him, forming a long queue!
"At the beginning, he was still interested and it felt very fresh. He even made a lot of money from it. Many women even paid him high fees in order to experience their teenage youth!
"But when he turned his interest into work, he couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't find any fun anymore... "
"..." After hearing this, Li Benzheng picked up a glass of red wine, moistened his throat, and praised, "No wonder, people say that little Japan is a pervert! Only you can write such a novel, and only your country dares to publish it. Ah, hehe...
"However, I have a question," Li Benzheng thought for a while and asked, "Haven't you always written crime novels? Why did you start writing about superpowers?"
"No, this is actually a crime novel!" Tani Zhaoichiro said seriously, "As the protagonist's fame grows, all kinds of dark things also follow.
"There are men who want to buy his life out of jealousy; there are super rich women who want to keep him for a long time and turn him into their own beauty machine, and even kidnap him; and even... there are many men who want to try it to see if they can Let men also rejuvenate their youth...
"By the way, the name of this book is called "Human Beauty Machine"..."
"My Lord..." Li Benzheng crossed himself on his chest and said to Tani Zhaoichiro, "Your perversion is beyond my imagination. I am convinced! Come on, let's have a drink... drink..."
Gulu…
The two people here toasted and drank, but Zhao Yu on the other side swallowed dryly. Obviously, he was also among those conquered by Tani Zhaoichiro's perversion.
Grandma is a bear...
Zhao Yu cursed in his heart, is this little Japanese really human? This kind of novel can be written, it's really... it's really exciting...
"Um...Female Miao, what are you talking about? Come here and help us recall..." At the other end of the dining table, the black man waved to Miao Kun and asked, "Do you still remember the detective salon ten years ago? Green might give Did we leave any message?”
The black man's name is Cisse. Miao Kun told Zhao Yu that Cisse works for an unknown federation in Europe and specializes in investigating cases involving gray areas.
Although his nature is not much different from that of Jacques, he obviously has official support behind him, and his level is much higher than that of Jacques.
"Well..." At this time, Yusuf, who is from the Middle East, said, "I remember that there was a big spider web in the room where I lived. It was an artificial kind and a kind of decoration. There was a string of English letters written on the spider web.
"Do you think that string of letters could be the clues Green left for me?"
"Do you still remember which letters they are?" Jasmine asked seriously.
"Remember, it's a curse word. The curse words you British often talk about are worse than shit and bastard..." Yusuf said.
"No way," Juliet pondered, "How can a curse word be a clue?"
"Which room were you staying in?" Jasmine asked seriously.
"The easternmost room on the second floor..." Yusuf answered.
Jasmine immediately signaled to her subordinates, and someone immediately went to check.
"Oh, I seem to... remember one thing!" As he spoke, Yusuf raised his head, looked at Miao Kun and said, "At that time, some of the dancers in the 'support' clothes had tattoos on their bodies, and they were all covered with tattoos. The neck and back area are particularly conspicuous!
"Tell me, could that be the clue Green left us?"
"You... don't talk nonsense... hey..." Miao Kun wanted to stop him, but quickly turned back and glanced at Zhao Yu. Since Yusuf spoke in English, he naturally hoped that Zhao Yu would not understand.
"..." How could Zhao Yu not understand? I was so angry that my nose started to burn. I had already scolded Miao Kun more than 800 times in my heart, and I could no longer despise him.
However, in order to preserve his desire to show off, he still suppressed the attack.
Seeing that Zhao Yu didn't react much, Miao Kun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to Yusuf: "You talk like farts. Am I that dirty?"
"Don't tell me, I have some impressions," the white man recalled, "Female Miao also gave the woman a tip of 1,000 pounds! It was super generous!"
"Saiba, don't make trouble. You had a lot more fun than me that day!" Miao Kun glared at the white man angrily.
The white man's name is Sevan Barker, an executive from an anti-terrorism department in the Latin region.
"Okay, let's get down to business!" Yusuf asked, "Female Miao, do you think the tattoos on the dancers could be clues left by Greene? I remember that there are many characters in those tattoos. And digital, right?”
"Um..." Jasmine asked, "Can you still remember it?"
"I'll give it a try, I can almost remember it..." After Miao Kun agreed, he looked up at everyone and said, "We have an idiom in China, which is that a little adds up to a lot. In this case, let's recall the original memories together. process, write down all the suspicious parts!
"Look at Green, what did he leave us?"
PS: Thanks to book friends 20180107235245013, Missy and Onion, Zizhan 2017, and Xiao Haohaov for their rewards and encouragement! Thank you, Lao Kuang!
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