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Chapter 30 third quarter

poisonous joke novel 东野圭吾 2806Words 2018-03-22
Rumors began to circulate in the publishing world that Reiko Miyagishi had become unwilling to deal with people.Because it has been a year after giving birth, and no one has seen her again.Various gossips are flying all over the sky, not that she gained weight after giving birth to a son, or that she failed plastic surgery, but these were unanimously denied by the editors including me.It is surprising to say that besides me, there are quite a few people who have also peeped through the windows. It is said that one of them was caught by a nearby housewife and was almost treated as a pervert. According to people who have peeped recently, she is still very enthusiastic about writing, and she stops from time to time to coax the children who have grown up a little.

"Could it be that after having a baby, you love your family and don't want to hang out with the weirdos in the publishing world?" the editor said with some self-deprecation, "but it doesn't matter. As long as she writes for our company, we're fine." Good to complain about." In fact, her writing has been well-received and her novels are selling as well as they did before maternity leave. But one day, I saw a shocking scene. It was a sunny day, even though it was only April, but it was so warm that people wanted to take off their coats.I came to Miyagishi's house, which I had not seen for a long time, and gave her a sample booklet of a novel booklet.After ringing the doorbell under the name plate of Miyagishi's house, I waited for the female writer's husband to answer the door as usual.

Unexpectedly, after pressing and pressing, I still didn't hear the weak voice responding.I had already contacted you before I came today, and I really can't figure out how no one is home. I went around to the back of the house and peeped in through the courtyard wall like last time.The curtains were still hung on the windows, but the interior was clearly visible.Reiko Miyagishi was writing in her room, exactly the same as the last time she saw it.If there is a difference, it is probably because she changed into a spring sweater. Since I'm at home, someone rings the doorbell and agrees anyway.Could it be that there is soundproof equipment in the room, so you can't hear the sound?

As I was thinking about it, I noticed the outdoor unit of the air conditioner again.It's still running despite the warm weather. This is too much waste of electricity! As poor as I am, I can't help but come up with this idea. Soon, the female writer turned her head as if hearing something, smiled slightly, squatted down and stood up again.It turned out that she was picking up the child.It appears her son is already a toddler. I turned back to the front door and was about to press the doorbell again when a black Audi pulled into the parking lot, the driver's door opened, and Reiko Miyagishi's emaciated husband stepped out.

"I'm sorry, because of the traffic accident, the road is very congested, so I kept you waiting for a long time?" "No, I just arrived too." I said hastily. Mr. Zhugan seemed relieved after hearing this, opened the door of the carriage, and took out a child in white clothes from inside. "This child is..." "My son. The little guy is growing fast, isn't he?" "Oh......" what happened?If this was their son, then whose child was Miyagishi Reiko holding just now?I never heard that she gave birth to twins. "What's wrong?"

Seeing my unrelieved expression, Zhugan Husband seemed to ask anxiously.I wanted to ask about the child, but his timid eyes made me hesitate. "It's nothing, this child is so cute." I casually complimented him, handed him the sample booklet of the novel's booklet, and turned to leave.But the mystery stayed with me. Finally one day, I visited the hospital where Reiko Miyagishi gave birth.I guess maybe she was actually having twins, but hid that fact for some reason.For some reason, as soon as I mentioned Reiko Miyagishi's name, the doctor looked wary. "Could it be that you have doubts about our hospital's services?"

His tone sounded like he was about to argue.I thought this attitude itself was very suspicious, but I started with the question of peace and stability, and asked him how Mr. Gongan was doing after giving birth.I didn't know what offended him, and his attitude became more and more blunt, and finally he was furious and said, "You came here on purpose to find trouble?" I had to run away, but I was sure that the hospital was hiding a secret. I asked nearby residents about the situation of this hospital, and the information I got was really intriguing.The middle-aged women who knew about the situation in the hospital said unanimously: "The doctors there are terrible." It is said that the hospital is built in a modern style, which is easy to give people the illusion, but in fact several patients have died.If these patients were in other hospitals, they could definitely be saved.

I have a very foreboding feeling. But Mr. Miyagishi should be safe and sound, isn't she working vigorously?Besides, no matter how you think about it, a bad doctor has nothing to do with having twins. I don't understand, I really don't understand. I was puzzled and had to give up. What made me see the light again was a report in the "Economic Daily".As soon as I saw it, I suddenly felt enlightened, and an idea came to my mind.I think this is the only possibility. I borrowed my mobile phone from a friend and came to Miyagishi's house.This time I didn't ring the doorbell and walked around to the back of the house.

Stretching her neck from outside the courtyard wall, the female writer is sitting in the studio writing as usual.After confirming, I used my mobile phone to call Miyagishi's house, and it was her husband who answered the phone. "I'm the editor Kawashima of Four Leaf Club, is Miyagishi-sensei here?" "Oh, yes, please wait a moment." I waited, watching her through the window.Zhugan's husband didn't come to ask her to answer the phone, and there was no sign of being transferred to her room.Soon, the female writer's voice came out of the microphone: "I kept you waiting for a long time."

"I'm Kawashima, how is your work status recently?" "Well, it's still the same. I'm very busy. I'm afraid I don't have time to write for your company." "That's a pity." Looking through the window, Miyagishi Reiko was still immersed in writing as before.And who was it that was talking to me? I perfunctorily ended the call and left Miyagishi's house.On the tram on the way back, I took out the clipped report from the Economic Daily News. This report is about a company that has developed a high-resolution display for large home use.Miyagishi Reiko's husband used to work for this company.

Honestly, I've lost confidence in my abilities as an editor.The writer changed in the middle of the novel, and I, the editor-in-charge, didn't realize it. It's really shameful.But the other editors are probably similar, and the book reviewers who praised "deservingly delicate descriptions unique to women" are not much better. Having said that, the bamboo pole husband is really bold. Miyagishi Reiko should have died at the hands of quack doctors.It's not unusual for anyone to die in childbirth these days, but not entirely. Zhugannan decides to collude with the hospital to conceal the news of Miyagishi Reiko's death.The hospital had a bad reputation in the first place, fearing that it would make things worse, so they were naturally willing to follow his proposal. The reason why he made such a move must be to keep his current life.If the news of Reiko Miyagi's death spread, the income would be wiped out, so he made up his mind to write the novel by himself and publish it under the name of Reiko Miyagi. The problem is how to fake the illusion that the wife is still alive.First of all, in terms of the phone, he should use a machine to change the frequency of his own sound waves, making his voice sound like the female writer herself.Now that I think about it, every time I finish speaking, it always takes a few seconds before I hear her answer. And the scene I saw through the window was undoubtedly the effect created by using a large monitor.He probably found a former colleague and was able to make an exception to get the trial product. The figure of the female writer must be a computer-generated image.He didn't forget to edit even the children, so his thoughts were too meticulous. In this way, the mystery of the air conditioner is also solved.When large monitors and computers are running continuously, they generate an astonishing amount of heat. In order to cool down and dissipate heat, the air conditioner must be turned on all the time. It's just that I really can't see that her husband is so talented. Thinking of this, my heart moved. Perhaps from the beginning, it was the husband who was writing. But he thought it would be easier to sell well under the banner of a young female writer, so he launched them all under the name of his wife. Thinking about it this way, everything makes sense.Reiko Miyagishi has been delivering manuscripts on time recently because he quit his job at the company and can focus on writing. "and then?" After listening to my story, the editor-in-chief asked with a straight face, "So what?" "What's the matter... aren't you surprised?" "Surprised." "That's it." "But what does that have to do with us?" "..." "What we want is the golden signboard of Reiko Miyagishi. As long as this signboard is pasted on the book, readers will buy it. As for who Reiko Miyagishi is, it doesn't matter at all. Do you understand?" "Understood." "Okay then," the editor-in-chief pointed at my desk, "Go and do your work." I returned to my seat convinced, and felt that what the editor-in-chief said was indeed reasonable.If the truth that Reiko Miyagishi is actually a bamboo pole man is revealed, we may be killed by readers. Let it go, I made up my mind. A few years later, Miyagishi Reiko's books are still selling well, but no one in the publishing industry has ever mentioned her private life.At most, when attending a banquet, a new editor would occasionally say, "I was surprised when I saw the teacher from the window for the first time a few days ago. Compared with when she debuted, her appearance has hardly changed at all." That's it. When this happens, we senior editors turn around abruptly and start chatting with the others.
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