The despairing dog of imagination

Susie, what's your expression... The person who was called an unpleasant nickname last time, no, you're not a dog... Audrey lowered his head nicely.

Golden Dog was silent for a few seconds and asked in a consultative tone:

"Audrey, I'm a little hungry.

"Can you feed me the biscuits in the little bag under my belly?"

"... No, you just ate food." Audrey refused without thinking, "Do you want to become Glaint's fat dog?"

"Then, can you take it out and hide it somewhere where others can't find it?" Golden Dog showed an expectant expression.

"No! Why do you want to hide a pack of dog biscuits?" Audrey frowned his beautiful eyebrows and muttered, "Susie, you are acting weird today."

"Unless you tell me why so I might consider it."

Golden Dog clicked his lips and said aggrievedly:

"Last time I brought back a letter for you, Annie found that the biscuits in the bag had been stolen when he was feeding me... I only came into contact with him that day, an outsider."

"Huh?"

Audrey could no longer maintain the aristocratic elegance and opened his mouth blankly.

Immediately, she laughed and said:

"Did you accidentally drop it yourself? Susie, he is a human being, and humans will not steal dog biscuits, nor can they take them back and eat them.

"Okay, Salon is about to start, we're going out."

After saying that, she leaned over slightly, gently stroked Golden Dog's head a few times, opened Washroom's door and walked outside.

Golden Dog looked down at the small leather bag, tried to open it with his claws but failed continuously, his eyes gradually Despair.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

With the arrival of Fors and others, this more private Salon officially begins.

"Ahem, welcome you three." As the owner of the mansion, Viscount Glaint couldn't help coughing Awkwardness when he saw Lorry.

The last time the two of them interacted, they didn't know that Raven was just Pen Name, and they talked face to face about each other's work "Young Roselle".

Looking back now, he couldn't help but have the urge to cover his face with his hands.

"Hello, Mr. Viscount. Hello, beautiful Miss Audrey." Lorry shook hands with the owners of the mansion and Salon one by one, and took the initiative to mention the past:

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you about Pen Name last time."

Viscount Glaint breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look at Lorry.

Audrey smiled slightly, turned around gracefully and raised his hand slightly. "Please come in, Xio, Fors, and Mr. "Raven", let's go in and chat."

"Glaint is ready for afternoon tea."

"In addition, there are several friends who also love literature waiting inside. I need to introduce you two to each other."

While speaking, she glanced at the three of them.

Fors looks worried, as if he is worried about something... Well, this is in line with my guess, Xio should know him through Fors...

Among the three, Fors has a better relationship with him...

But it's a bit strange... Judging from Xio's reaction last time, she was a little unhappy with him, but today she didn't feel like gloating about his misfortune...

His mood wasn't very calm today... but I didn't see any signs of nervousness, and I felt that he was very calm...

Lorry glanced sideways slightly, noticed "Spectator"'s observation, immediately gave up his mental alertness, and kept repeating one thought:

"Backlund The richest Diamond..."

"Backlund The richest Diamond..."

Audrey's expression froze instantly, and his fists felt hard.

Phew... Calm down, Audrey, you are "Spectator", how can you be angry because of what you observed... She tried her best to maintain an elegant demeanor.

A group of people entered Living Room for afternoon tea.

She introduced both parties with a smile:

"These two ladies are Melanie and Christine, friends of Glaint and I; they are Ms. Fors, the author of "Stormy Mountain Villa", and her friend Hugh.

"And this, Kingdom is a rising star in the novel world "Raven"."

The voice fell.

Today, Melanie Negan, who was wearing a dark green dress, glanced at Lorry's face, his eyes full of vague resentment.

The sweet-looking Christine next to me also looked over kindly.

She is a mutual friend of Melanie and Audrey. Although she is more interested in Mysticism, she has heard this name from her two best friends recently.

"Raven, the author of "Young Roselle" and "Great Detective Sherlock"?" Melanie pursed his lips slightly, trying to confirm the answer.

"It's him."

Audrey replied in the affirmative and then thought in his mind:

Melanie's tutoring is relatively strict, and his life at home is very boring. One of his main pastimes is novels.

It happened that during this period, she had been unhappy because of her role as a bad guy, so I could take the opportunity to explode her emotions and let her vent them happily.

In this way, we can guide her and let this matter pass completely!

Of course, it is inevitable for someone to be complained about. Whoever makes you keep repeating that unpleasant nickname in your heart is the retribution you deserve.

Well, Audrey... you've gone bad...

But I like...

Hearing this, Melanie's eyes flashed with sadness, and he murmured:

"Why don't you write Volume Two in "Young Roselle"? There are still many readers waiting to see his love affair with his fiancée Matilda.

"Detective Sherlock worked so hard to solve the case, why did you let the murderer kill him?"

With a tearful voice, everyone's eyes fell on Lorry, and even Xio and Fors couldn't help but sigh.

I seem to be a bad person...Lorry said helplessly:

"Hello, ladies.

"I also want to continue writing Volume Two and "Young Roselle", but you know - even though he was Kingdom's enemy, there are still many people who admire him.

"Some fanatical admirers of Roselle felt that I had defamed their idol, so they secretly found my residence and issued death threats.

"If not, why would I risk my career by giving up writing Volume Two and writing a new novel?

"As for Detective Sherlock..."

As he spoke, he paused slightly and showed a blank expression. "He was not killed by the murderer, and I don't know why you all think he is dead."

"He's not dead?"

The speakers are not Melanie and Viscount Glaint who have read the novel, nor are they Audrey who already knew the ending from their friends and Susie.

On the contrary, it is Christine who is not very interested in novels.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and questioned:

"Isn't it right?

"Why did I hear Melanie say that he was shot to death by a murderer?"

Hearing this, Susie, who was originally hiding in the corner, couldn't help but quietly walked over, lay down at the owner's feet, and pricked up his ears.

--The book "Great Detective Sherlock" sent by Melanie, Audrey herself has not read it yet, but her pet dog Susie has read it several times.

"He is really not dead. If you don't believe it..." Lorry looked around, his eyes passed over Susie not far away, and landed on Viscount Glaint:

"Mr. Viscount, do you have "Great Detective Sherlock" at home?"

Viscount Glaint was about to speak when he first heard a dog barking:

"Woof!"

Audrey purses his lips and smiles:

"No need to bother, the copy Melanie sent is in Susie's bag." After saying that, she leaned over slightly and took off the small leather bag.