“It’s a very Western-style town.”
"Isolated from the world, that's not wrong."
"This kind of place is usually the most likely to have some weird cases. To put it bluntly, this kind of script setting is designed to create crime."
“Eh…”
It is undeniable that Zhiji Nanxun can actually drive a horse-drawn carriage, or it may be that the horse pulling the carriage is more obedient. In short, the two entered the town of Taim very smoothly, and three seconds after entering the town of Taim, Zhiji Nanxun smiled and made the above remarks.
"Why do you say it was born for crime?"
“It’s very simple.”
Hua Qiong leaned against the window to communicate with the driver and asked questions, while Zhiji Nanxun drove the carriage while patiently explaining: "First of all, this kind of western-style town is destined to be backward in technology, and this backwardness directly leads to the lack of modern criminal investigation."
"In other words, this was an era when it was not so easy to track down murderers."
“The police’s job is much harder, too.”
“There are very few props that can be used.”
Before Hua Qiong finished speaking, "It's hard to find a true friend", he already understood: "So... that's why we need detectives like us?"
"That's right."
Zhiji Nanxun nodded and said, "It is very difficult to write a detective drama with a modern plot, so why not just set the time period back to a time when the police were not so reliable, or add a lot of restrictions, and then let the detective show his prowess. This is also a way to write a detective novel."
“I see…”
"Oh, but there is one point that needs to be emphasized."
"... .Um?"
"This kind of writing that adds restrictions is not the right way after all. It is a writing method used by writers who are not that good at it but really want to write and think that solving the mystery will be very cool. Arjun, if you write detective novels in the future, you must be careful to avoid this minefield."
“Ahahaha…”
Hua Qiong couldn't help smacking his lips when he heard this. Although his goal was to become a real detective, not to write detective novels, he still felt hurt... .
Is it an illusion
While Hua Qiong and his confidant Nanxun were chatting, the carriage had been driving on the main road of Taim Town for quite a while. Many people along the way cast their eyes towards the carriage, as if they were very curious about who would come here specially from outside the town in a carriage.
Then another five minutes passed.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Hua Qiong finally couldn't hold back the question he had wanted to ask five minutes ago:
"Well, where should we go, Sister Shaohua?"
"I don't know."
“I see.”
"Hahaha... just follow your feelings and you'll find your destination!"
"Hahaha.....How is that possible!"
Hua Qiong fully understood why it was difficult to find a true friend and why she and her boss were at odds with each other.
To some extent,
The two people's styles of doing things are surprisingly consistent.
However, what surprised Hua Qiong was that this arbitrary approach of "It's Hard to Find a True Friend" actually got the corresponding result in the end.
"Ah, I found it."
“Eh!?”
As they drove, at the end of the town, a large sign of the Taim Town Police Station appeared in their sight. At the door of the police station, they could see a blonde woman and a fat middle-aged man in police uniform walking out one after another.
"Ms. Anne, I must remind you again about the detective you mentioned..."
"That's enough! I don't want to hear your explanations. All you have to do is open the area to the people I invite to investigate. I will find the evidence myself for the rest!"
"this... ."
"ah!"
Just as Officer Marshall was grinning helplessly, the blonde woman Anne turned her eyes and happened to see the carriage of Zhiji Nanxun and Hua Qiong.
At first she was just a little curious, but when she saw the emblem on the carriage, her expression suddenly changed and she showed excitement:
"The Libra Emblem, the detective I hired is here!"
While exclaiming, Anne did not forget to glance at Marshall beside her sarcastically: "Your Excellency the Sheriff, it seems that you can take a break for a while."
"... ..ah?"
Following Anne's line of sight, Marshall immediately looked towards the carriage of Zhiji Nanxun and his companion. On the other side, Zhiji Nanxun keenly noticed the changes in Anne's gaze and expression, so he also glanced at his side, which was the emblem printed on the carriage.
Then Anne strode to the front of the carriage and stood still. She saluted first and then spoke:
"Hello, my name is Annie."
"Which one of you is Miss Watson?"
"You are...?"
Anne said, looking at Confidant Hard to Find again, with a strange look in her eyes: "Could it be that you are...?"
"No, no, no."
It's hard to find a confidant and grinned: "I'm just driving for our young lady, so I guess I'm an assistant."
"Sister Shaohua!"
Hua Qiong in the carriage yelled in a low voice with some embarrassment, but Zhiji Nanxun turned a deaf ear to it with a malicious look. Instead, he jumped out of the carriage, walked to the front of the carriage, opened the door, stretched out his right hand with a white glove, and reached in:
"Miss Hua Qiong? Is it time to get off the car?"
“… ..eh.”
Although she was indeed born into a prominent family, Hua Qiong still felt quite ashamed of it. Her pretty face turned red and she slapped her hands a few times before she felt a little relieved. Besides, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, so she had no choice but to reach out and put her hand together with that of her elusive confidant.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
It's hard to find a true friend. With a little force on his right hand, Hua Qiong dragged her out of the carriage. Then Hua Qiong looked at Annie and Officer Marshall and nodded slightly:
"I am Watson."
“… ... ... ... .”
It is necessary to reiterate here that Hua Qiong is indeed the eldest daughter of a prominent family.
So at this moment, with the aristocratic lady's attire she wore in the game, coupled with the deliberate creation of the difficulty of finding a confidant, and the atmosphere of the game's script background, for a moment, both Anne and Officer Marshall fell into a state of brief shock.
If I have to describe it: it's probably similar to the feeling of a country person just entering the city.
Looking at this scene, Zhiji Nanxun even whistled. As for Hua Qiong, after a brief daze, he fell into greater shame and embarrassment.
"I didn't expect this script to have this kind of test..."
"Isn't it fun?" Zhiji Nanxun lowered his voice and said with a chuckle.
Hua Qiong twirled her hair around her ears and responded softly, "I went to study in another city because I felt it was embarrassing."
"But Arjun, you are indeed very beautiful and elegant. I can't imagine that someone like you would actually participate in underground black boxing."
"... ..That's also my dark history, stop talking about it."
“Hahahaha, come to think of it…”
"Alright, alright! Sister Shaohua, it's time for us to get to the point!"
Hua Qiong interrupted the words of Zhiji Nanxun forcefully, then turned his attention back to Annie and Officer Marshall, and said with a smile: "Ms. Annie, you are our client. There is no time to lose. If possible, I would like to see the specific details of the case immediately."
"Is it okay?"
"Ah? Ah, yes, yes..."
Anne and Marshall nodded in panic, but at this moment, Zhiji Nanxun suddenly looked towards the horizon not far away with a strange expression.
(Is it my illusion?)
(Is it getting dark so soon?)