Chapter 29 Section 1

When I stepped out the door, I was wearing my usual Ralph Lauren socks, and I was stepping on the floor covered with lavender carpet. bang!There was the sound of a door closing behind him.I turned around, and it was the door I was familiar with that closed. Where I stand is my workshop. The books on the bookshelves are randomly arranged, and on the table, materials, magazines, and other papers of unknown origin are piled up like a mountain.On the computer desk, just like when I left, there are balls of toilet paper. I opened the window, and outside the door on the asphalt road, a middle-aged woman in tight sportswear was walking with her husky sled dog.On the opposite side of the road, there are row upon row of commercial housing residential areas built by famous construction companies.Of course, it's the same if you look at it from the opposite side.

Mitsubishi Pajero and old Nissan SKYLINE-STR pass by the door. The drums of rock and roll came from the STR car. I closed the window, sat on the chair in front of the computer desk, leaned against the back of the chair with my hands behind my head, stretched out my feet, and straightened my body.I don't wear a wrinkled plaid shirt or glasses. The phone next to the computer rang.I picked up the microphone half a beat slower than usual.It's the editor Kakuyama-kun who I have been friends with for many years.This time, I want to serialize novels with him. "I can interview that traffic inspector." He spoke quickly.

"Really?" I stood up suddenly, picked up the ballpoint pen at hand, and tore off a piece of note paper. "He's very busy and doesn't seem to have a few days off." "It's okay, I'll adjust my schedule." I looked at the calendar to see when I was available for the interview.The schedule is a bit tight, but I can't ask too much. "Is there anything else you need to investigate?" Jiaoshan Jun asked. "No more, I will figure out the rest myself." "Oh, let's get in touch if there is anything." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

I write the interview plan on the whiteboard on the wall. Serialized in Jiaoshan Jun is a mystery novel with a traffic policeman as the main character.I have written short stories of this kind of subject before, but now I want to officially write a work of this kind.I have always been concerned about traffic issues. I remembered the conversation I had with him.I say so. "Authenticity, modernity, and sociality are the three pillars of this novel. If it is not the case, it will be difficult to survive in the field of mystery novels in the future. Themes such as tricks and the disappearance of the murderer are outdated."

"Exactly." Lord Jiaoshan agreed. I remembered our negotiation again, and finally smiled wryly.Mr. Jiaoshan and I began to ridicule the kind of mystery novels written by some young writers recently, saying that they were behind the times and that no one abroad read them. I sat on the chair and straightened up as before, and my eyes moved to the bookshelf inadvertently. A book came into view.It's a novel I wrote before.strangeness!I packed all the previous books and put them in the warehouse. I picked up the book from the shelf and flipped through it.It was the book that was sealed in that strange little town.

There was something on a certain page, and I held it in my hand. A little blue flower, forget-me-not. The forget-me-nots that swarmed on the wetland revived in my mind.I remembered Xiaolu's words: Don't forget me... When I came back to my senses, the little blue flower had disappeared.I look around, there is no shadow of the little flower. I closed the book and closed my eyes.How wonderful it would be if one day I could write novels like that!