I am a master of light novels in Japan

"Then, at this time, two detectives started to give hints during the conversation. Everyone guesses."

Said a black female teacher.

Zhenbai waited for a while, preparing to start performing this case with other volunteers, enlightening the children's sense of justice, curiosity and exploration ability.

However, a volunteer in a detective suit who walked in from the classroom was obviously not the same person as the white volunteer before.

However, his collar was high, covering his face.

"..." Zhenbai was stunned.

"Watson, how is the situation with the female detective?"

The man asked.

"..." It was really blank for a while. Under the attention of a group of students, she came back to her senses and replied according to the script: "It's hard to wake up in at least two days."

"Then investigate the scene."

"It's... Mr. Holmes."

Zhenbai smiled faintly and said.

"When the lady fell down, when she was confused and unable to get up, could she just lean against the wall and write numbers?"

"Yes, according to the blood stains."

The person who played Holmes surveyed the ground, and then imitated the glass window that the female detective had reached until the female detective fell, and the extent that the glass window could be rotated up and down.

Suddenly, several children understood, and suddenly became active in class.

The child helped Holmes successfully solve the problem, but the stage play continued.

"Mr. Holmes, I want to ask another case."

Zhenbai suddenly left the script and asked in a low voice.

"What's the matter, Watson?" the one asked curiously.

"I have seen a painting that is about gloss..."

Zhen Bai lowered his head and said.

"I've seen it too, Watson." This person answered the question.

After Shiina heard this, she was silent for a while and nodded cheerfully.

"Actually, Holmes..."

"When I was looking at this painting, I thought about..."

Really white, separated from Holmes for two years.

She wants to apologize, but in painting, she has such illusions and assumptions more than once.

"If I were that light, there was no sound, if I had no face, only a bunch of colors, what would you think..."

As a result, after waiting for two years, the detective heard this sentence and replied: "Don't worry, Watson, then I will also like this light."

"..."

"..."

It was really vain for a while, and finally, she gradually smiled.

This young detective, as well as outside the classroom, Nanami and Rita, and a large group of people in the Yiyuan Apartment, all greeted her return.

Historical collections record that the famous British mixed-race female painter Ms. Shiina Masashira lived 97 years old. As a well-known impressionist representative painter, there are also rumors that she was also a smart helper in detecting cases in several countries. She was not registered for marriage registration in her life, but there are rumors. She and an East Asian scientist gave birth to a boy and a woman. The marriage was not officially confirmed in case of family retaliation. However, this famous female painter had a painting that was not completed until she left this world. It is said that the person in this painting is her undisclosed husband, a work with a group of fans in the 21st century, and also has a joking name: "Old Thief".

Volume Seventeen Supplementary Volume·Fanwai Baise Lihua01 One mistake and then another mistake

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In August, summer vacation.

Knowing it was screaming, the people inside were so bored that they were going to break.

The temperature was hot, and Li Yan glanced at the thermometer on the wall of the room. It was already 31.5 degrees Celsius, but the indoor temperature was not as high as 32 degrees Celsius. 32 degrees Celsius was the lowest temperature Li Yan had convinced himself to turn on the air conditioner in several years.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm so hot..."

Li Yan was blowing on the electric fan, looking at the thermometer in pain, and became annoyed.

For such a personality, it is no longer a question of money or money. It should be said that for an elementary school teacher, turning on the air-conditioning does not cost a lot of money, but the habits and inner poverty over the years seem to be imprisoned hard. The same consumption habits of the new generation are that it is difficult to overcome their extreme paranoia.

Li Yan, whose pen name is Uesugi, is an out-and-out psychological paranoia.

The holiday of looking forward to the stars and moon all the time, once the sweetness is tasted, it becomes not very interesting.Whether it's playing games, taking a bubble bath, or going for a walk outside, it's good to sleep for a while when you're sleepy, but only after five days of holiday, Li Yan is a little tired.

just……

Li Yan always felt that he had forgotten something very important.

He always has hallucinations, hallucinations of his own experience with several girls, but some can't see each other's faces.

In the end, Li Yan still felt that he was probably too panicked...

He, with some itchy hands recently, plans to start writing the latest novel series.

I have to say that Li Yan still had doubts before writing.

I was so excited before I wrote, and after I wrote, I was ready to suffer.

As a light novel author who has finished writing two popular works and left a deep impression on readers, Li Yan did work very hard when he was in urgent need of money at the very beginning. In general, he worked overtime to rush the manuscript for publication, and his achievements were not bad. Leaving aside, he was indeed regarded as an [industry model] at that time.

Until now, the Internet still cherishes the memory of the good author Uesugi at that time.

But later, the situation developed in a direction that Li Yan was unwilling to do. The more people he knew, the more things he would do. With the addition of writing fatigue and pressure, word-of-mouth won’t work. At present, he is notorious. The number of people who hate him has increased unabated during the blank period of writing.

If you want to start writing, you have to consider whether you still have the energy to wash away your shame...

——Ding Dong!

Just as Li Yan hesitated to look at the outline he had written down on the premise of interest, the computer heard the special effect sound of the mail delivery.

"?"

Sitting in front of the computer, Li Yan was blowing a fan with one hand on his cheek, and he clicked to take a look.