When Miao Kun and Zhao Yu returned to the restaurant, the atmosphere in the restaurant changed subtly again. People were gathering in groups of twos and threes, either discussing the diamond or chatting idly.
"Hahaha … So, your novel was a great success again? Congratulations … "A hearty laugh came from the corner of the table. It was Li Bencheng, whom Miao Kun was afraid of.
At that moment, Li Bencheng was sitting straight next to Tanzhao Ichiro, conversing with him in fluent Japanese. As Zhao Yu had the Invisible Translator, he was able to hear their conversation clearly.
"It's nothing. You're flattering me!" Tanzhao Ichiro smiled politely and said, "This time, I was purely lucky. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"
"No, no, no, that's definitely a testament to your strength. Hehehe …" Li Bencheng asked sincerely. "By the way, what's the content of your new book? I heard that there's a lot of heated discussion on your local forum! "
"Of course there's controversy! I'm used to it … "Tanizhao Ichiro nodded vigorously, then said solemnly," The main character of my novel is an average-looking, ordinary person. Because of his poverty, he couldn't find a girlfriend, and he was looked down upon by others.
"But one day, he suddenly discovered that he had a special superpower. As long as it was a woman who had sex with him, she would immediately regain her youthful and youthful appearance.
Of course, there was a time limit. It could only last for 24 hours. "
"Just like that, the story unfolded!" Tanzhao Ichiro said excitedly. "Although it was only for a short period of time, it was a dream of many women to be able to return to their teenage years and experience it.
So, when the protagonist's superpower spread, he quickly became famous. There was an endless stream of women asking him to have sex with them, forming a long line! "
"At first, he was still interested and felt very fresh. He even made a lot of money because of this. Many women even paid him a lot of money just to experience their teenage years! "
"But, when he turned his interest into work, he began to lose interest and could no longer find any fun."
Hearing this, Li Bencheng picked up a glass of red wine, moistened his throat, and praised, "No wonder people say that the Japanese are abnormal! Only you can write such a novel, and only your country dares to publish it, hehe …
"But I have a question." Li Bencheng thought for a moment and asked, "Haven't you always been writing crime novels? Why are you writing about superpowers? "
"No, this is also a crime novel!" Tanizhao Ichiro said seriously, "As the protagonist's fame grows, all kinds of dark things follow.
"Some men wanted to buy his life out of jealousy. Some super-rich women wanted to keep him as their sugar daddy for a long time, turning him into their beauty machine. They didn't hesitate to kidnap him. There were even … many men who wanted to try it too, to see if they could regain their youth …
"By the way, the name of this book is' Human Beauty Machine '…"
"My God …" Li Bencheng drew a cross on his chest and said to Gu Zhaoichiro, "Your perverseness is beyond my imagination. Come, let's have a toast … Let's drink … "
Gulp …
While the two of them drank, Zhao Yu, who was sitting on the other side, swallowed his saliva. Obviously, he was also conquered by Gu Zhaoichiro's perverseness.
Holy sh * t …
Zhao Yu cursed in his heart. Is this Japanese even human? How could he write such a novel? That's … That's really …
"Um … Female Miao, why are you in a daze? Come over and help us recall …" The black man at the other end of the table waved at Miao Kun and asked, "Do you remember the detective salon ten years ago? Did Green leave any information for us?"
The black man's name was Sisay. Miao Kun told Zhao Yu that Sisay worked for an unknown union in Europe, specializing in cases involving gray areas.
Although the nature of his work was not much different from Jessica's, it was obvious that he had official support behind him, so his status was much higher than Jessica's.
"Um …" Yusuf, who was from the Middle East, said, "I remember that there was a big spider web in the room I lived in. It was a man-made decoration, and there was a string of English letters written on the spider web.
"Do you think that string of letters was a clue that Green left for me?"
"Do you still remember what the letters are?" Jasmine asked seriously.
"I remember. It was a dirty word. You British people always say dirty words. It's worse than sh * t and b * stard …" Yusuf said.
"That's impossible," Juliet said. "How could a dirty word be a clue?"
"Which room did you live in at that time?" Jasmine asked seriously.
"The easternmost room on the second floor …" Yusuf replied.
Jasmine immediately signaled to her subordinates, who immediately went to check.
"Oh, I seem to remember something else!" As he spoke, Yusuf raised his head and looked at Miao Kun. "At that time, some of the dancers had tattoos on their bodies. The tattoos were all on their necks and backs, which were particularly eye-catching!
"Right, Female Miao?" Yusuf asked Miao Kun. "You were the happiest at that time. I still remember that you were hugging a particularly well-developed breasts and kissing them. What was carved on that woman's neck?
"Do you think that's the clue that Grimm left for us?"
"You … Don't talk nonsense … Hey …" Miao Kun wanted to stop him, so he quickly looked back at Zhao Yu. Since Yusuf was speaking in English, he naturally hoped that Zhao Yu would not understand.
"…" How could Zhao Yu not understand? He was so angry that his nose began to burn. In his heart, he had already scolded Miao Kun more than 800 times.
However, in order to preserve his desire to show off, he resisted the urge to attack.
Seeing that Zhao Yu did not have much of a reaction, Miao Kun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to Yusuf, "You talk like a fart. Am I that dirty?"
"Actually, I remember a little bit," the white man recalled. "Female Miao even tipped that woman 1,000 pounds! Super generous! "
"Seba, don't mess around. You had a lot more fun than I did that day!" Miao Kun glared at the white man.
The white man's name was Sevanbach, and he was a senior executive from a Latin area anti-terrorism department.
"Okay, let's get down to business!" Yusuf asked. "Female Miao, do you think that the tattoos on those dancers were clues left by Green? I remember that there were a lot of characters and numbers in those tattoos, right? "
"Um …" Jasmine asked. "Can you still remember?"
"I'll try. I can almost remember …" After Miao Kun agreed, he looked up at the crowd and said, "In China, we have a saying, 'many a little makes a mickle.' In that case, let's recall the process together and write down all the suspicious parts!
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