Chapter 33 Section 5 Wake Up

"Well, but can I know the content of this novel? Or, just reveal a little bit of the main plot-I promise, I will not tell Handik them." "Huh, Wenzel? You're so curious about what an old guy writes—but I can't quite tell. It is said to be autobiographical, but there is a considerable degree of fiction: at least the ending I wrote has not happened until now?" "Tsk, old Jim, are you playing tricks? Then, what is the ending you wrote? Is it a comedy?" "Yeah, a tragic comedy?" Perhaps it was a comedy—I drifted through my own memory, reliving this conversation that happened by accident in the eleventh precinct's archives on the first weekday afternoon of the week.

Only now can I understand the true meaning of the word "autobiographical" in this conversation, which I didn't pay attention to at the time. On March 20, 2009, the last working day of this week, I was sitting on the subway bound for the Eleventh Branch. The sky was clear—the sky over Liberty always seemed so clear in the second half of every March. I'm holding an outdated copy of Libertarian in my hand—yesterday's, really.I got this paper by accident from the waiting chair at the station: it must have been read by many people before me. The most eye-catching headline on the first edition was—"Farewell!"Shadow Killer

That night at Flower Station, old Jim smiled and greeted the acquaintances of the 11th Bureau who were ambushing there—under the astonished expressions of everyone, he inserted the "longboat" into himself with satisfaction. heart. He's retired, and a day early. News is always the sharpest--they'll find out overnight, March of '84, before old Jim was suddenly demoted from detective to archivist. In the weekend of that year, he was temporarily transferred to Chimore District, which was seriously understaffed, to work as a night patrol policeman for three days. Yes, the scope of the patrol barely covers the White Swan Bridge at the foot of Bucher Mountain; the time of the patrol also happens to be on the night of the full moon-everything is so logical, the reason for the strict logic demotion is negligence, because of this " The escaped criminal who "negligently" "coincidentally" hijacked and killed his wife and daughter who came to the police station to wait for him to go home from get off work-such a tragic plot saved the psychologists, so even the motive of the crime was So impeccable.

No one went to investigate the origin of the knife—even though "Free Will" had clearly published the textual research materials of this ancient knife with the inscription "Longboat". This is a legendary knife.The newspaper quoted information that is said to have been obtained from the Tokyo National Museum - this precious sword, which is quite famous in Japanese history and was forged by the famous swordsmith Nagamitsu of Bizen, has been lost since the Battle of Nagashino (Author's note: This is my fiction - according to historical facts, after the Nagashino war, Tokugawa Ieyasu gave this knife to Okuhei Nobumasao): the original record of the museum is "living among the Japanese people", it seems After this case, it is probably necessary to rewrite here.

As for how this knife flowed into the hands of Mr. Rügenmann, it is completely a mystery that cannot be verified.In fact, no one cares about this mystery except me-the public and the media: they obviously only care about who the last owner of this knife is. As for the bureau, perhaps a corresponding file for the purpose of investigating the origin of the knife will be symbolically established-this is of course a thankless task: the new archivist will soon make a contribution to this file Find a reasonable and specific location in the archives category privately marked as "Nobody Seen".

And the one called "1984-(Serial) Eliza (Hofer)?Beheading Case - Chimer District (Additional)", after slightly expanding the title (at least the name of Jim Watson should be added) and successfully closing the file, it may still be regarded as one of the "great achievements" of this bureau , was drawn out from time to time by the superiors of this bureau or other bureaus for observation and study. In a relatively minor position on the first page, we can also read the news guide "The President of the Hofer Consortium committed suicide last night" - the specific content is on the third page, but I don't want to read it: Regarding this matter As far as the truth is concerned, I know at least a little more than the reporters of Libertarian.

Turning back, until the thirteenth edition, in the most inconspicuous corner, you can see an article titled "Crimes Under the Bars"—although the author is not indicated, and the content has been changed a lot ( At least some specific things are hidden, as well as some extreme arguments), but? We all know who the author is, don't we? Flipping forward a few more pages, in the more conspicuous position of the eighth page, it is easy to find a photo with the title "Nanmen Prison Assault on the Police Incident" and the subtitle "Two people are confirmed to have died". Larger feature news - in the photo, Kanpur is smiling happily, and a piece of rusty wire tightly binds her and Mei Peng together.

One end of the wire seems to be still connected to the bed—Kanpur must have taken a lot of time to straighten such a large length of spring core ("At least the handwriting test proves that it was written recently" - the line seems to be that the newspaper is busy justifying itself for some degree of fabrication): The small church on the mountain path! Father Lynchen, we repent in front of you and are willing to worship God. I saw this small church on the top of Orijin Mountain at the end of last month—there were two couples who were getting married at that time.I also inadvertently glanced at the "wedding notice board" at the door of the church: there are so many wedding dates on it, the latest has been scheduled until August, poor man. As for the novel that old Jim entrusted me to mail, I went out this morning. I had already sent it by then—of course I had thought of "taking it apart and having a look" (I also really wanted to know what the ending that old Jim had planned for himself), but in the end I still didn't take it apart: this is a credit problem.

And the so-called "borrowed golf club bag" that old Jim was carrying that day, I checked it carefully after waking up-it was actually a bag for amateur astronomy telescopes used during field trips. All in all, the "Romeo the Scythe" case, which was once quite difficult, has been completely resolved "under the joint efforts of all parties" - the media and the public will soon regard everything about this case as an expired "Freedom" Will It is generally forgotten: Isn't everything like this?