Who moved my novel?

Team Wang and everyone were verifying and sorting out the situation, and Xue Mo was also seriously... sorting out the plot.

He had no idea what Captain Wang said or did.

"Blood ink?"

"Blood ink!"

Captain Wang was stunned when he saw Xue Mo, frowned and shouted twice.

"Alas!" Xue Mo quickly agreed: "What's wrong, Captain Wang?"

"Don't be distracted."

Captain Wang reminded Xue Mo with a cold face and turned the topic back to the case.

"So, Xue Mo, you mean that Li Rufeng killed his husband first and then fled in fear of crime."

"But during the escape process, I had to risk my return because my funds were frozen."

"Later, she killed two people one after another, got a sum of money, and then wanted to go away."

"But unfortunately, I encountered a gangster driver who took advantage of others and ended up being killed by a knife, right?"

"That's right."

Xuemo nodded.

"In my novel this is a storyline that ends with the old man's suicide."

"There are a few things that don't make sense here, and I'd like to hear your thoughts."

Captain Wang picked up his notebook.

"You said."

Xuemo nodded.

"First, since Li Rufeng had bought the ticket in advance, she would have prepared some cash in advance. Why did she suddenly run out of money?"

"Because it was stolen."

Xue Mo didn't even think about it.

"This thief is the next storyline."

"Your story line is quite long."

Team Wang joked, then returned to the topic.

"Then why did she go back to kill the second person after killing the first person? Didn't she already get the money?"

"Because it's not enough, and it's not just about the money."

"I understand it's not just for money. There's a lot of emotional factors involved in her killing. But why do you say there's not enough money?"

"Because she wanted to sneak out of the country, which is why she got together with the black driver. They were both planning to run abroad."

"Well, that makes sense."

Captain Wang nodded.

"Next, how did she know this black car driver?"

"She is the creditor, of course I know her."

"Credit?"

"Loansharking at high interest rates sometimes happens to murderers."

"Go check it out." Captain Wang ordered a criminal policeman beside him.

"One more question, why did the driver dig out her uterus?"

"Well, this is a little hard to explain."

Xue Mo scratched his head.

"Why, you didn't think of this plot?"

"Not really. I actually focused on describing the entire details in this part, but... it was blocked."

"Then just tell me, it doesn't matter, we are working on it, don't worry."

"I'm not worried about legal issues, it's because there are a lot of concepts that require popular science."

Xue Mo rubbed his temples with his fingers.

"Do you know YJ is jealous?"

"YJ is jealous?" Captain Wang looked at Xue Mo doubtfully.

"It's Freud's theory that women will be jealous of men's penises."

"In some ways, this theory is discriminatory."

"So later Karen Horney proposed uterine envy based on this theory, also called yd envy, which means that men are jealous of women's uterus."

"Of course, these two theories are not particularly suitable for most people."

"It's just that for some people with gender identity failures, this mentality does exist."

“What does gender identity failure mean?”

Team Wang asked again.

"It can be understood as being dissatisfied with one's gender."

Xue Mo explained briefly.

"In other words, do you think the driver would rather be a woman?"

"That's what the driver I wrote about was like this."

Xuemo nodded.

"Team King, this should be appropriate."

A criminal policeman took out a file bag.

"We have made little progress in finding the driver who caused the accident. In fact, this is the reason."

I saw him take out two sets of photos.

One group is a young man dressed in neutral clothes and with "enchanting" movements.

One group is a bearded Mediterranean man.

"This is the photo given when he was wanted, and this is his current photo."

“You really can’t tell without facial recognition.”

"Well, not bad, Xuemo, you were right again."

Captain Wang nodded in praise.

Then he said jokingly: "You are very active today."

"Hey." Xue Mo scratched his head in embarrassment.

"By the way, there's another question I don't quite understand. Why didn't the driver leave after getting the money?"

"Because he didn't get the money."

Xue Mo asked doubtfully.

"Did you find any money on him?"

"No."

Captain Wang shook his head.

No matter whether it was the black car driver's home or car, or even several shops he frequented, the criminal police found out that there was no large amount of cash at all.

"Where did the money go?"

"Stolen."

"Steal? Who?"

"As I mentioned before, a thief, to be more precise, a thief."

"Pfft." A criminal policeman smiled and shook his head: "Rogue, oh, stealing is stealing, and a thief will return it. Today's children have such a sense of right and wrong... ugh."

"It's not that I want to write..."

Xue Mo smiled awkwardly.

"The main reason is that the recent events are too weird. I am a little afraid to write about murder cases, so I changed to a popular topic under the guidance of Chengfeng."

Xue Mo did not forget to mention the dear editor and share some of the blame for himself.

"It doesn't matter whether you are a hero or not, it's better than a dead person."

Another criminal police looked at Xue Mo and said meaningfully.

"Ahem." Director Wang cleared his throat: "Everyone pay attention to the internal relationship."

"Director Wang, I don't mean that..."

The criminal police was still preparing to explain.

"Okay, okay." Captain Wang came forward to end the conflict: "Everyone should sort it out according to Xue Mo's ideas first, and see if you can find other clues."

"Yes." Although the criminal police was extremely reluctant, he still shut up honestly.

...

"Master, your fireplace is nice."

Xiao Sun looked at the fireplace in Master Dong's room with some envy.

It would be a great thing to have such a fireplace at home in the cold winter. It has nothing to do with the temperature. Just looking at the dancing flames gives people a warm feeling.

After finishing the business with Master Dong, Xiao Sun started to chat.

"Not bad, this is designed by a foreign master." Dong Peng said with some pride.

"Master is so rich?!"

Xiao Sun was immediately jealous. For a foreign master to design, the design fee must be five figures or more.

With his salary, he had to buy a house first, not to mention the fireplace designed by a foreign master.

"That's right, do you know how much my boss Zhu received for that order?"

Master Dong's words were not without a hint of boasting.

"How much?"

Xiao Sun also had the idea of ​​gossiping.

"This number."

Master Dong made a "six" with his left hand and shook it a few times.

"Six thousand?"

Xiao Sun was really envious, catching up with his half-month salary.

"No."

Master Dong smiled and shook his head.

"Sixty thousand!"

Xiao Sun took a breath of cold air. Wow, one day is equivalent to his half-year salary.

"Sixty thousand is nothing." Dong Peng waved his hand disdainfully: "Six hundred and sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-six, auspicious!"

"Hiss!"

Xiao Sun couldn't say a word this time.

Earning more than six hundred thousand a day! Xiao Sun is a little bit tempted to learn divination and fortune-telling.

"But, this fireplace is really not mine." Dong Peng changed the subject and said with a smile: "This is my boss's, he likes this thing very much."

"You have a boss?" Xiao Sun was quite surprised.

Since Master Dong can earn so much, why work for others? Wouldn't it be nice to put it all in your own pocket?

"He doesn't come here very often," Dong Peng shook his head gently, as if he remembered something bad: "Let's not mention him, anyway, I have the final say here now."