Vol 20 Chapter 267: Self-guided performance

Xie Chen stared at the road ahead and slowly said, "There is no time. It means that although the danger is imminent, there should be room for buffer."

He was expressionless, as if talking to the new name Kabori, and as if talking to himself.

Shinna Kabori looked at him silently and bit his lower lip.

"From the time that the manuscript was delivered to the publishing house, it hasn't been more than an hour so far, and the novel is halfway through, so I think your parents are very likely to be alive, right."

At the end, Xie Chen raised his head and smiled slightly.

The new name Kahori barely showed a smile, and his mood relaxed a little. For some reason, this child always felt reliable.

Ten minutes later, the police arrived at the hotel downstairs, and more than ten police cars surrounded the hotel.

After Police Officer Megome greeted the hotel management, they went straight to the 24th floor.

After getting on the elevator, Xie Chen was still thinking about the purpose of the gangster. Is this really written by a certain radical who expects the series of Detective Zuowen's works?

This idea was immediately rejected, so the purpose of the gangster is to **** the cost of the best-selling author?

Probably not. The twenty-fourth floor of this hotel is a high-class suite, which is not worth it. Since the new teacher can't even sign his signature, what is his intention to continue writing novels?

He turned to think: If he can't sign, it means he asked someone to type on the word processor by oral transmission.

He also had some doubts. If so, as long as one word is typed wrong, the whole meaning is wrong.

In this way, the text may be distorted or deleted at any time. There will not be such a fool who knowingly committed it. Even if his wife is asked to type on his behalf, the people who monitor them will definitely find it.

Thinking of this, he was stunned, and then his pupils began to shrink a little.

At this moment, the elevator reached the 24th floor. Officer Mumu led the officers to Room 207, leaning against the wall next to the door, and facing the four armed officers including Takagi. Nodded, whispered.

"This is room No. 2407, and this room is correct. Note that the gangsters are likely to carry weapons. Please be alert."

Takagi nodded and took a deep breath. Just as he was about to hit the door, the door opened in vain. For a while, everyone was stunned.

After the door was opened, a middle-aged woman in a light red sweater walked out. She was weak and kind. No matter how she looked, she didn't look like a gangster.

When she saw the policeman outside the room, she was obviously taken aback, moved back half a step, and asked softly, "Excuse me...Is there anything wrong?"

"Mom!" Xinming Xiangbaoli pushed the officer away and ran over.

"Xianbaoli!" the middle-aged woman exclaimed: "Why are you here?"

No one thought that the new name Kabori's mother opened the door. It seemed that the gangster was very confident and did not control the actions of their couple.

"Madam Xinming, please get out of here!"

Officer Mumu reacted quickly, pushed his new mother away, rushed into the room, and took out the officer ID.

"Don't move! We are the police!"

As soon as the voice fell off, the police officers froze there again.

In the bedroom, a man was lying quietly on the bed, covered with a lavender quilt and a piece of white cloth on his face.

auzw.com Wearing a white shirt, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean head is standing next to the bed, watching him.

There seemed to be an invisible barrier between the living room and the bedroom. They did not enter in vain without the police, and were frightened by the shouting of Officer Mumu.

Officer Mumu slowly approached, but Shinnam Kabori rushed in and saw the man on the bed yelled.

"father."

She ran into the bedroom, knelt by the bed and gently shook the man's body. The man was still lying there without any response.

"My father took the last breath just now." The Mediterranean man said: "You are a step late, Kabori. In fact, we have been calling home to contact you tonight, but we can't find you."

After searching hard for two months, I didn't expect that it would be a farewell when I saw him again. His eyes gradually moistened in the new name, Xiangbao, hugging her father's cold body, crying bitterly.

Xie Chen walked into the room and sighed silently.

No matter what truth you have, the sorrow of losing someone you love cannot be cured.

"Are you the gangster who kidnapped Mr. Shinnam?" Mouri Kogoro grabbed the Mediterranean man by the shoulder.

The Mediterranean man was taken aback, then said: "No, how could it..."

The new mother walked in and said softly: "This gentleman has been my husband's attending doctor for many years."

Kogoro Mouri turned around and asked, "Who is that gangster?"

The new mother smiled bitterly: "In fact, there are no gangsters at all. If you really want to say something, it should be counted as my husband who is lying there now."

Everyone looked at each other, Xinming Xiangbaoli couldn't help raising his head, looking at his mother in confusion, Xie Chen was expressionless, just muttered: "It's really like this..."

"So, that code is..."

"No way……"

The new mother nodded: "All of this is an illusion made up by my husband."

Officer Mugo asked, "But why does he do this?"

"My husband used to say this to me during his lifetime." The new mother lowered her head slightly.

"The happiest moment I feel is of course when my finished work is praised by readers. This is beyond doubt."

"I have walked the writer's road for 40 years, but there is still a kind of happiness I haven't enjoyed. Even if I only have this once in my life, I hope I can see..."

"The reader solves the puzzle before I say the answer, that kind of confident and proud expression."

The new mother sighed softly: "My husband told me two months ago that he hoped to achieve this wish before he died, so I moved here with the attending doctor to help my husband complete the work of this novel. ."

Kogoro Mouri asked, "He knew he was going to die?"

The attending doctor said: "He is in the terminal stage of cancer. He couldn't even move his hands two weeks ago."

Kogoro Mouri said, "That's why the signature on his manuscript is photocopied."

Xinming nodded, watching her crying daughter lying on the bed, her eyes full of apologize. ..

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