Detective Training Manual

　　 Zhou Yan’s mobile phone screen is still the girl, but from the photos, it seems that the psychological distortion cannot be seen.

　　 Zhou Yan felt that since this girl is a character that is not easy to deal with even a'Sherlock'-level detective, she should be a bit famous in the detective world.

　　 However...

"Is this... your girlfriend?" Lin Xi looked at the photo and nodded thoughtfully: "Hey, I didn't expect that you guy can still have such a cute girl? "

　　 Zhou Yan's heart was tumbling, what, a few lives, looking for this kind of person as a girlfriend!

　　 He shook his head quickly: "No, no, this woman... is a criminal!"

　　 "Huh?" Lin Xi raised her eyebrows: "Criminal? What did she do? Lie your heart?!"

　　 "Okay~" Zhou Yan's head dropped. It seemed that Lin Xi didn't even know there was such a perverted murderer.

　　 Then the next thing is very simple.

　　 Lin Xi once again thanked Zhou Yan for her great contribution to the establishment of the detective agency, but she only said ‘discuss again’ regarding the salary increase.

　　 But after lunch, she is going to add a cup of milk tea to Zhou Yan.

　　 This is also a small upgrade in salary.

　　 In this way, the top priority of naming was done by Zhou Yan.

　　 In the dead of night, Zhou Yan took a taxi home.

　　 It's a pity that this time his super power of ‘free ticket money’ was not activated.

　　 in distress, Zhou Yan got on the elevator and returned to the apartment where he was staying.

　　 opened the door of the apartment, a wave of exhaustion rushed up, he can't seem to remember how many days he hasn't come back.

　　 Two days?

　　 or three days?

　　 Hey, what about him~

　　 just put on slippers...

　　 "Dang~当~当~" I remembered after a knock on the door, it seemed that Li Huan found out that she was back.

　　 Zhou Yan turned around and opened the door. Immediately, I saw Li Huan standing outside the door.

　　 separated the door frame, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Zhou Yan could clearly see the worry in each other's eyes.

　　 But in worry, there is a clear anger!

　　 "Do you still know to come back?" Li Huan broke the silence with these words.

　　 "Uh-" Zhou Yan was stunned, how did he listen, like what the little daughter-in-law said when she was angry?

　　 Li Huan also found that there was something wrong with his words, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he quickly changed the subject: "What have you been doing these days?!"

　　 "Uh-I just looked for a job, working overtime."

　　 "Work overtime until you don't even answer the phone?"

　　 "This...that, my phone is dead, and I don't have a charger." Zhou Yan continued to talk nonsense.

　　 "Then you can't buy one?!" Li Huan whispered, then exhaled helplessly: "Okay, I want to tell you something."

"what?"

　　 "I might... be publishing a book."

　　 "Huh?!" Zhou Yan was taken aback: "Publish... a book?!"

Li Huan nodded: "Well, a few days ago, I adapted the [No Survival] story you told me and sent it to some editors, and then...someone contacted me, It’s good to tell stories and I want to co-publish."

　　 Zhou Yan said with joy: "Isn't this a good thing!"

"What a good thing! I said, I didn’t write all of this story. There was another person who was co-creating. Then the editorial department asked me to contact the co-creator, that is, you. But I called for a day and you didn’t. Take it!" Li Huan said with a sigh.

　　 Well, this next week's words finally understand, why Li Huan got angry after seeing him.

　　 "Then, what about your publication...Is it because I made a mess?" Zhou Yan asked.

　　 "That's not the case. The publisher said that they will get the publishing business first and let me contact you before calling them."

　　 "Huh~" Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then there is nothing to worry about, hehe, congratulations!"

　　 Li Huan glanced at Zhou Yan angrily: "Well, I'll give you the publisher's phone number. You can call them tomorrow."

　　 The voice just fell...

　　 "No, no, no~" Zhou Yan hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Publishing this kind of thing, I still don't want to mix it up, just write your own name in the author column."

　　 "What?!" Li Huan was stunned: "This...this is your story, how can you just write my name?"

Zhou Yanyi shrugged: "What's wrong with that, I just told a story frame, but I want me to fill the story in a way that allows people to go down. Oh, I don't have that writing style, so in the final analysis, this book is still your."

　　 "But..."

"Ah, don't care about this~" Zhou Yan waved his hand: "I'm telling a dark story where everyone has their own ghosts, and what you wrote is a story of mutual trust and family care. This is fundamentally It's just two yards of things."

　　 After finishing speaking, Zhou Yan hesitated: "emmm...If you feel uncomfortable, then... the money for this book will be mine."

　　 "Huh?" Li Huan was still entangled there. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan's conversation changed suddenly. When Li Huan looked up, she saw the obvious treacherousness in the other's eyes.

　　 "Hey hey, how about it." Zhou Yan smiled and said: "How about, I will tell you a story, and you adapted the book~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the money belongs to me..."

　　 "But this...this is so weird..."

　　 "Hey, it's nothing strange, you see, I have a lot of stories, but if you let me write, it will be a lot of rubbish.

　　 So, if you write a book, I will take the money without delay, and this is a kind of training for you. After you have more social experience, you will naturally be able to write good works.

　　 At that time, you don't have to worry about my story... and the money naturally doesn't belong to me anymore. "

　　 "It's not a question of money." Li Huan shook his head: "It's just that...this is unfair to you!"

　　 "Don't don't, don't, fair, especially fair!" Zhou Yan hurriedly waved his hand.

　　 Isn’t that a shit? There was a girl who wrote a book for herself, and then she didn’t have to do anything for nothing!

　　 This is not fair to yourself!

　　 Is it unfair to the whole world to treat such mixed eating and death?

　　 In the next few minutes, Zhou Yan tried his best to persuade and teach, and finally Li Huan sent it back to the house.

　　 bang, Zhou Yan took a trip to the sofa...

　　 Tiredness, anxiety, weakness, doubts...All kinds of emotions completely enveloped Zhou Yan at the moment when they relaxed.

　　 "Detective Club..."

　　 He murmured these words and fell asleep like this...

　　 And in consciousness, the last picture turned out to be that abnormal girl.

　　The good-looking faces are looming.

　　 "Hi...I didn't notice it because I was nervous at the time, but now I remember it.

　　 How do you feel that this girl is a bit familiar? ......"