The weather was too cold, and the ink froze
Handing "Great Detective Sherlock" to Lorry, Audrey was slightly disappointed, but also had a good idea of how the other party was going to explain it.
At this time, she felt the pet dog rub its head against her several times. When she looked down, she found that its eyes were full of anxiety and urging.
Audrey suddenly remembered what happened to Washroom.
Susie is really... even if Raven, no, Lorry is indeed suspected of being "Marauder" Pathway's Beyonder, he wouldn't steal a pack of dog biscuits from her...
Thinking about it, she opened it and took another look.
Susie was indeed thinking wildly...Audrey pursed his lips angrily and asked Golden Dog to take a look at the cookies inside.
Immediately, she closed the small leather bag and hung it on the pet dog's belly again.
"The second half of Chapter 2 - After drinking coffee, Detective Sherlock suddenly felt his heart palpitating, and he quickly patted his right chest gently.
"See for yourselves."
Lorry quickly turned to a certain page and spread it out on the pear-colored long table.
Melanie, Viscount Glaint and Christine who were watching the excitement came over one after another, and even Golden Dog couldn't help but want to lie down and take a look.
But unfortunately, she was stopped by her master, and she could only lie on the ground wagging her tail aggrievedly and listen to other people's discussions.
"What... can this mean?" the princess's doubtful voice sounded.
She turned to look at Lorry, her eyes clear and confused.
Viscount Glaint laughed:
"I know!
"The normal heart is located on the left side of the chest, so in the last chapter the murderer shot Detective Sherlock in the left chest!
"But in fact, his heart is naturally opposite, which was hinted as early as the second chapter.
"Detective Sherlock is really not dead!"
"Is that so?" The princess's eyes lit up, her gaze still falling on the author's face, hoping he could give a positive answer.
In her eyes full of expectation, Lorry nodded slowly with a smile:
"Mr. Viscount is right.
"He faked his death."
"But it's too obscure to write like this, isn't it? No wonder everyone can't see it." Christine defended his best friend some time ago.
Unexpectedly, before the person involved spoke, Melanie shook his head slightly:
"No, Christine.
""Great Detective Sherlock" is a Mystery novel. If the author needs to tell everyone everything, the pleasure of reading will be lost.
"I'm right, Mr. Raven?"
Uh, is this what it feels like to have a great scholar defend the scriptures for me... The key is, she is still the victim... Lorry nodded with a complicated mood:
"Yes, Miss Melanie.
"I think fans of Mystery novels generally have better observation skills than ordinary people. If the writing is too straightforward, it will be disrespectful to the readers."
"Really?" The princess chuckled and glanced at Christine.
She felt a pleasant sense of recognition.
No, what do you mean? Do you have the ability to observe? Who was the depressed person some time ago? Christine slandered unhappily.
It turns out that Detective Sherlock is still alive! Golden Dog, who was lying on the ground, almost uttered words in excitement, but luckily he woke up in time and just barked.
At this time, Lorry coughed softly:
"Speaking of which, you are the first group of people who know the plot behind it. I hope you will keep it quiet to avoid ruining other people's reading experience."
"This guy is lying again." Xio leaned close to Fors and whispered, "What the first batch, the two of us obviously..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly got stuck.
Xiu later realized that in a sense, everyone present was indeed the first group, it was just that some came first and others came last.
The princess was stunned for a few seconds and said in surprise:
"You mean, there is also Volume Two"Great Detective Sherlock"?"
"Of course, Detective Sherlock doesn't have as many fanatical admirers as Emperor Roselle." Lorry nodded lightly, confirming the lady's guess.
"In fact, it's going to be released soon."
"Then why didn't you publish it in the newspapers this time?" the princess asked nicely.
"Uh..." Lorry said with a hint of Awkwardness, "I don't know who pretended to be my name last time and published fake news, so that everyone thought I was deliberately hyping it up. The newspaper was worried that its own reputation would be affected, and they refused to allow me to enter their door."
"Look, he really started to lie..." Xio expressed her meaning to Fors with her eyes, and successfully received a blank stare.
Liar... Audrey, who knew from Mr. "World" that the other party might be "Swindler", made up his mind not to believe a word Lorry said.
But she quietly said "Mind Reading", only to find that the other party did not lie!
The princess lowered her gaze slightly and whispered:
"Ahem, is that so... My brother knows several newspaper directors. If you need it, maybe I can provide some help."
The voice fell.
Lorry, who was about to use verbal guidance, was startled.
His purpose today is twofold:
First, give the grand duke's daughter an explanation, so as not to damage Lieutenant Colonel's political future because of such a trivial matter.
Secondly, I was collectively blacklisted by newspapers. It is said that the reason was that "Backlund Morning Post" was suspected of being interviewed by a certain noble nobleman afterwards.
He hoped to find help here to at least figure out the reason.
Something's not right... thinking, Lorry quietly started "Mind Reading".
The princess was a little nervous, and a little guilty... Well, she didn't ask the bodyguard to break the glass in my Iris Street house, right?
Thinking of this, he smiled secretly in his heart and nodded sheepishly:
"If that's possible, that would be great.
"I also want to explain it clearly to everyone as soon as possible to prevent everyone from thinking that Detective Sherlock is dead - thank you, enthusiastic Ms. Melanie.
"In return, I will entrust Publishing House to print some special editions with character biographies and give them to everyone present. I hope you don't dislike them."
"Detective Sherlock's biography?" The princess smiled slightly:
"I'm looking forward to it."
It could be seen that she had inherited the Grand Duke's vigorous and resolute behavior in some aspects. She immediately went out and called her bodyguards and whispered a few words.
At this point, the atmosphere at Salon is completely harmonious.
Everyone gathered around the pear-colored long table, chatting about some literary matters while enjoying the afternoon tea carefully prepared by Viscount Glaint chefs.
Viscount Glaint sighed:
"I heard that many writers have the habit of procrastinating their manuscripts. I didn't expect that not long after you finished writing the first episode "Great Detective Sherlock", you would release Volume Two."
When Xio heard this topic, he subconsciously looked at his roommate Fors.
As a result, he was glared at again.
"Indeed." Lorry said with a low smile, "After all, literary creation requires inspiration as the soil. Sometimes if you get stuck on a sentence, you may need to spend several hours thinking about it."
"So, everyone has endless excuses for delaying the manuscript."
As he spoke, he began to give examples:
"For example, if it rains continuously and the air is too humid, the paper sticks together; the weather is too cold and the ink freezes; your cat and dog give birth to puppies.
"But I never delay writing."