Fellow Sufferers
The distressed figure's cry for help rang far away in the quiet night, waking up the residents of the entire street and reaching the ears of the patrollers two streets away.
I'm going! Klein!
Lorry's first reaction was shock, and his second reaction was speechlessness.
He almost laughed angrily.
In order to avoid encountering this person, I deliberately staggered the time to attend Roselle Memorial Exhibition and chose to meet Qiao. Unexpectedly, I still didn't avoid it.
West Borough is obviously so big, but it's not close to Royal Museum----Lorry complained in his heart, looking at Devil Hound quickly Returning to the Villa's room, watching the famous scene of Klein running away amidst the shouts of "Kill someone" and "Help me", he laughed angrily and turned around to walk in the opposite direction.
Suddenly, he stopped abruptly and glanced around alertly.
So quiet!
Even if everyone doesn't dare to come out and join in the fun, they shouldn't be so quiet!
No, it's not like I broke up and killed you, why are you chasing me? Lorry thought it was Devil Hound who chased me
Come on, put on "Shadow Ring" again.
Just as he was preparing Invisibility, he saw Pea Vines hanging upside down from the sky.
Lorry was slightly startled and realized who the person was. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, took off "Shadow Ring" and put it in his pocket.
He chose to move forward honestly and along the intertwined path of Pea Vines.
What do you mean I want you for--Lorry walked and looked down at Grayish-White Worn Money Bag in annoyance. It was unbearable to be speechless.
Day by day, there are all kinds of things----
Not long after, he saw Pea Vines connected in mid-air to form a hammock-like seat, with a woman wrapped in dreamy light sitting on it.
Bernadette!
Lorry called her name in his heart and let out a silent breath.
Soon, a carriage drove over.
A soft but emotionless voice sounded in this fairy tale-like space, "Don't write Volume Two"Youth"
Roselle", otherwise----"
"There won't be such a warning next time."
Lorry deliberately acted scared and nodded quickly in agreement. "Okay."
He was full of helplessness.
I'm so Luck today!
He met Klein inexplicably, crashed into Devil Hound's murder scene, and was caught by Bernadette who came after hearing the noise.
Lorry firmly believes that if they hadn't met by chance, even if they were in the same place Backlund, the other party might not have time to pay attention to a little writer like him.
After all, there are so many people who have written about Emperor Roselle, many of which are pornographic or scandalous, and I have never heard of anyone being threatened by unknown persons.
It was sheer unlucky that I happened to bump into someone else's gun.
Klein's sight peeked out of the carriage.
He looked in the direction of the "Okay" and saw a gentleman in his thirties, wearing a black formal suit and holding a cane.
You are the author of "Young Roselle", the Disconnection dog who deserves to be sent a razor blade by readers, deserves it----
Klein thought happily.
But he quickly froze and realized a problem: wouldn't he never be able to see the follow-up plot of the emperor participating in the martial arts competition?
No, who wants to read your book again----Klein suddenly reacted and heard that soft but emotionless voice again.
"What were you doing just now?"
He swallowed deliberately and said, "I am a Private Detective, and I am investigating the recent Serial Murder Case----" together with many friends.
Witnessing this familiar conversation, Lorry couldn't help but complain in his heart.
I knew it was Klein inside. I guessed it when I saw the carriage----Aren't you the King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck? Why were you also caught by Bernadette----
Also, why am I so unlucky today after meeting you? Your good luck in charge will not all come from me.
Suck it in——
My "Young Roselle"----This is a stable "Passive Income"
At this time, the conversation between the two people beside the carriage came to an end.
"That key has a certain curse. Don't use it unless necessary."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fairy tale-like scene around him suddenly disappeared.
Lorry found himself standing on the side of the road. A Hired Carriage was driving in front of him. When he passed by, the curtains opened.
Eyes facing each other.
Disconnection dog——Klein spat secretly and lowered the curtain.
At the same time, Lorry tapped his cane and said in his heart with disgust:
Goddess bless you, please let Klein leave Backlund quickly----I already feel that this metropolis is becoming more and more unlivable----
"Creak, creak, creak."
Amidst the friction of rolling wheels, the people and carriage gradually drifted away.
After leaving that street, Lorry stopped a Hired Carriage and did not choose to return to Hillston District. Instead, he went to a nearby high-end Inn.
There were many patrollers wandering nearby, and he was worried about causing unnecessary trouble.
Take a bath with water.
In the comfortable water temperature, Lorry seems to have dissipated the fatigue of the whole day.
He began to seriously think about his writing career.
In Original Novel, Klein often complained that the emperor did not educate Bernadette enough, so that she was a little willful----After being warned once, if I continue to write "Young Roselle", it is very likely that I will be regarded as Provocation----At that time, maybe the princess will really come to check my Gas Meter----
Lorry looked at the misty white mist and exhaled a long, slow and powerful breath.
Can I stop writing here?
He personally has no objection. Changing the book will not affect his continued making money, but what about Publishing House and the readers? They will not agree.
Thinking this, Lorry frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
Soon, his brows widened.
No, I may be worrying too much.
As long as I can continue to provide profitable works, Publishing House will have no objection. The only ones who are dissatisfied are the readers of "Young Roselle".
Alas, actually I also want to finish writing the story, really, but there is no way----High Sequence The strong man threatened me personally, what can I do----
You will forgive me, right? Lorry chuckled, his eyes sparkling, and he suddenly thought of a good way to digest Potion.
He gave up his plan to continue taking a bath, wiped off the water and put on his pajamas. He took the free red wine and walked slowly to the oversized Balcony on the south side of the room.
Bathed in the refreshing night breeze, Lorry's ideas became clearer and clearer. He continued to write and draw on paper, and the still rudimentary plan was gradually improved.
At midnight, he chuckled, lit the plan with Match, watched the paper turn into ashes bit by bit, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
Then, he drank up the remaining red wine and turned back to the room.
A night of silence.
The next day, which was the morning of Wednesday, Lorry participated in Roselle Memorial Exhibition according to the original plan, and Charm successfully wrote down two pages of diary using "knowledge".
In the afternoon, he visited the newspaper offices of Publishing House and "Backlund Morning Post" respectively, and returned to Iris Street at dusk.
After stuffing Albert's mouth with the dog food he bought along the way, Lorry went upstairs with a smile in his eyes and locked himself in Study's mind writing the manuscript of his new book.