My readers are all over the world

Chapter 339 It Can’t Be Man-Made

Of course, it's not that the murderer couldn't be found until the end. It was the kind of case that took many years of investigation to solve, and became an unsolved case for a while, and the truth was found out several years later.

Look at cases from ancient times to the present, both in China and abroad. If you look at more cases, you will be able to find some common features. Why can a case remain an unsolved case for so many years? There must have been something confusing earlier.

There are also parts of the case that prevented the police from continuing their investigation. Analyze the historical background and reasons, and then make a record.

After reading those books, Li Wenshu felt that she had grown up. At least in her previous life, she would never have been able to write the things she can write in this life at that age.

Therefore, "The Coroner" can be said to be a collection of the essence of unsolved cases in the world.

Lan Chengqing was able to crack it in ten seconds, he can really apply to become the Jade Emperor.

He said to Lan Ling complacently: "Just wait and see. After reading this case, dozens of you will find the murderer for you immediately."

"Just watch me and time me. You must time me. I have to show you what a genius is."

The others had blank expressions.

Only Aunt Ding really believed it, and she started praising her to the utmost.

"Wow, the eldest master is indeed a genius who inherited all the skills of the old master. Lan Qing, look at your eldest brother. If you learn more from him, you will become much smarter."

Lan Qing: “…”

Goodbye. Although her IQ is average, she is flexible and can't endure too much hardship.

If she were to be like her father and her elder brother, she would be the one being played like a monkey.

Lan Ling hesitated to speak. Just when she was about to persuade her elder brother not to brag, many people's faces had been slapped by the author.

However, Lan Chengqing raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Watch carefully, little brother, and see how big brother's IQ crushes you, hahaha."

Lan Ling, who wanted to remind him kindly, said: "..."

Forget it, let him die.

Of course Lan Chengqing is confident. If other people achieved such a career at his age, they would also be so confident.

It was already considered humble of him not to ride his father out.

He can say with great confidence that 90% of the cases in the world will be solved under his nose.

The remaining 10% are unsolved mysteries of the world.

When Lan Chengqing first started reading it, he thought: It’s just a storybook.

(shaking his head) (not taking it seriously) (taking it easy)

After reading half of it: Not right.

(sitting up straight)(eyes wide open)(unable to resist)(sweating profusely)

It’s over.

It feels like I have encountered one of the world’s unsolved mysteries.

When he turned to the last page and read the last word, Lan Chengqing collapsed.

I feel like face blindness has turned me into illiteracy.

What was even scarier was that the others looked at him and began counting in unison.

"One"

"two"

Every sound seemed to be counting down the days of his life. Lan Chengqing was already a little nervous, and his heart was in his throat when he heard everyone counting.

Even though I sat in the chair without moving a step, I felt as tired as if there was a ghost chasing me.

I'm in a hurry to poop.

"ten"

Lan Ling said faintly: "Brother, can't you just say dozens of numbers?"

Lan Chengqing: “…”

Lan Chengqing has always been a brave man. He felt creepy after watching it, but he was not as scared as Prime Minister Lan.

After all, it was broad daylight, and no one present played a trick on him like they had done to Prime Minister Dou Lan.

He had a sixth sense that something was about to happen, but when asked to explain why it was this person, he couldn't really put his finger on it.

But there was no way he could say that he didn't know. Even when he was breaking down, he forced himself to pretend that he was calm.

He said, "Oh, this is such a simple thing. I almost fell asleep while reading it. I didn't read a single word. I should have known not to waste time with you. I would rather spend this time looking at the case files. I have something else to do so I have to leave first. I'm very busy."

Lan Chengqing stood up from his chair and asked casually after a while, "By the way, where did you buy this storybook?"

"..."

—

Lan Chengqing locked himself in the study to reason and list all the visible clues, as well as all the characters that had appeared so far.

After much deliberation, he came to a conclusion - there might be a ghost.

However, he flipped to the introduction page and saw the words "non-supernatural" clearly written on it.

Lan Chengqing collapsed, unable to believe that he couldn't even understand a story in a book.

He had some whimsical thoughts: maybe the three words on the first page were deliberately written by the author to confuse the public?

Actually there is a ghost.

Lan Chengqing was devastated while comforting himself, saying that his inability to deduce was not his problem, but the author's fault for not writing it well. If even he, with the strongest brain, could not deduce it, how many people in the world could do it?

It’s okay, maybe the author himself can’t explain it and just wrote it randomly, so he can’t deduce the conclusion.

Because it was written randomly, there was no logic at all, so he couldn't deduce it. This was not his problem.

He only solves human cases, and has no business solving ghost cases.

Until midnight, Lan Chengqing's study and Prime Minister Lan's study were still brightly lit.

When the time came for the new book to be put on the shelves as Lan Ling had said, Lan Chengqing slammed the table and rushed out the door.

Damn it, I must know the truth tonight!!!

He wanted to see how the author would make up for such an outrageous case!

There is no such thing as ghosts or gods. How can it be done by human beings alone?

The first part is so well written, I hope the last part starts to talk nonsense.

If that happened, he would definitely seal off the bookstore.

Lan Ling resisted the urge to sleep and walked out of the yard, just then he ran into Lan Chengqing who flew past him like the wind.

He hurriedly shouted: "Brother, bring me a copy, bring me a copy!"

"Brother, I'm still here!"

Lan Yunyu appeared out of nowhere and almost scared Lan Ling to death.

"Lan Chengqing, and your father!!!"

Prime Minister Lan rushed out from Lan Ling's left side. Lan Ling, who had just recovered, almost died from suffocation.

Although there is a curfew in Donglin State, the curfew does not have a strong impact on the people.

If it were in the past, Lan Chengqing would never have thought that someone would go out late at night just to buy a book.

He would just ask in disbelief, "Are you crazy?"

But he is indeed a little crazy now.

Driven crazy by a book.

Lan Chengqing originally thought that he had run out like crazy to buy books in the middle of the night, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at the place Lan Ling mentioned, there was a long line.

He thought running out in the middle of the night to buy a book was a very rare behavior.

And this street can be said to be brightly lit.

It seems like it wants to light up the sky.

If the shops on both sides of the street are occupied, seeing the bright lights outside might make you think it is daybreak just after you go to bed.

Lan Chengqing walked to the end of the line while observing the people queuing.

I noticed that everyone in the queue was holding their breath, with a serious expression. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, as if something might happen if they leaked air.

Even with so many people queuing up, it was quiet, without any noise at all.

To be honest, this picture is a bit weird.

If Lan Chengqing hadn't confirmed that he was completely awake, he would probably have thought he was dreaming.

And no one left alone. Everyone brought three or five companions with them. Several people walked side by side or in groups, and each person carried three lanterns.

Lan Chengqing didn't understand. If he was so scared, why did he come to buy books so late at night?

And, to be honest, this is actually quite scary.

It is suitable for viewing during the day in summer and can help cool down.

Lan Chengqing waited in line for a while before it was his turn. He went in and started looking around.

Occupational disease occurred.

He originally thought that what Lan Ling said, "The author is a kind-hearted little monster," was nonsense.

However, I saw with my own eyes the ever-changing words appearing on the wall and the cabinets embedded in the wall opened automatically.

He took a deep breath. There really are monsters in this world.

Maybe the unsolved cases were not done by humans, so they cannot be solved?

Since the author of the book is a monster, the subsequent events cannot be explained by common sense.

Lan Chengqing said, it was just a story in a vernacular novel, if it was man-made, how could he not be able to figure it out?