After a series of deaths detective Lauda confirms that the killer is  a squid.End of story.All my deleted novels will turn into squid murder mysteries.

It is about a boy (Kyle) who had woken up as a zombie and couldn't remember anything but his name and his best friend's name (a girl named Ender) and joined a detective agency made by his best friend, Ender. Now he is part detective full time zombie as well as a high school student...Follow them as they solve mysteries as supernatural detectives!!!

The two young couple made their way to the ballroom. My sister, Anna, clung unto the arms of her husband, Tobias Goldenrod, frightened of the looks of the detective and his assistant. He demeanor is of a child since birth and even until know I and my family are uncertain if this has something to do with her mentality.
Her voice is similar to a knife being scratched on a wooden board. She is an alcoholic woman who can't get enough of wines and her favorite drug, Modanfinil.  This drug makes the user stay awake and alert for up to twelve hours. Many called her a crazy and retarded woman but she does not mind them.
Her husband, Tobias Goldenrod was once a captain of the navy. He was the only one who was interested at my sister despite her weird and unusual actions. He is the quiet type, flustered and angered once disturbed.
"Good evening detective." Anna greeted with her eyes squinted, moving hear head sideways while clinging to the arm of her husband.
"You've been drinking?" Luther assumed.
"Yes. Is, there anything wrong with that?" she questioned sarcastically, in a childish manner. Wulfric couldn't stand the breathe of my sister. She was obviously drunk.
"Alcohol interferes with the brain's communication pathways and can affect the brain looks and works. These disruptions can change mood and behavior, and making it harder to think clearly and move with coordination.
If I were you, I'd change my habits before your actions reflect your future."
"But don't you drink as well? Tee-hee, every detective does like the ones in the movies and cinemas right darling?" she told the detective while playing with the chin of her husband. In response, Tobias nodded his head.
"What kind of gobbledygook is this?! Not all detectives are alcoholic. This is not some sort of movie or novel like the books your brother wrote!" Wulfric disputed.
"Alcohol is the ticket for letting me ride on the crest of the waves!" she swirled her head while talking to Wulfric and Luther.
"You are nothing like what Luis said. Is it true you're a bookworm?" Luther inquired.
"Indeed I am. One point for the assistant, zero for the detective. I read my brother's books and oh are they a thrill! Why do you think I take Modanfinil? I keep myself awake just to read his murder mystery novels." Anna answered.
She also added, "Blood, knives, gun, they all pique my interest. It makes me laugh. One of my favorite books is his "Foul Play" novel. It was about a sister who tormented her brother because of jealousy. The ending oh, I remember it. The sister committed suicide after feeling guilty and the detective? He knew it was the sister all along but covered up for her since he has a secret affair with her. Sometimes detectives do not do their job properly."
Wulfric leaned his head forward and looked at the Anna's eyes. He murmured and said, "Let us twist his story shall we? Is there by any chance you are that jealous sister who tormented Felix? Of course a drunk woman like you would never feel guilty and a man like me would never have a secret relationship with you."
"Ding! Ding! The crowd goes wild! The detective scores one point, evenly matched with his assistant. Oh my, you knew it already? I was jealous of my brother Felix. You're something else detective. Though, I did not kill him."
"You were not responsible for his death?"
"Two points for the assistant!" she said with exuberance. She then continued with a lower tone, "My, oh my. I would I kill my big brother? I enjoy his novels and with him gone? What else can I read?
I arrived here at around nine with my dear husband Tobias since I wanted to read some of Felix's novels. I went to the library and there, you know what happened next. If you want, I can show you the book I was reading."
"Please do." said, Luther.
"Vamos!" Anna stood up from her chair with Tobias as they led the way to the library. On their way to the library she stumbled countless of times, luckily Tobias was there to pick her up. She was also noisy, spoiling the plot of my best-selling murder mystery novels which annoyed the hell out of Wulfric. He tried his best to withstand it despite the noise surpassing his ear's thresholds.
In the library are swirls of bookshelves. Everything is Victorian-themed, floors are made out of wood, varnished to the point one can see his or her own reflection. Chandeliers hang above, extending their orange hues. There were also small desks for me, my wife, and for the children we dreamt of.
There she showed a novel entitled, "Sun in the Night Sky" it was one of my best novels ever to be written though I thought of it as a disappointment since I knew I could make the denouement better than the cliché happy ending.
Anna gladly handed over the book to the detective and he was attracted by the book cover. While Wulfric observed the book, his assistant walked around the library since he was not fond of fiction nor did he ever become one of my fans.
"The title is catchy isn't it? I won't spoil it for you, but if you want to, you can read it. I'm already in the denouement and it's obvious how the story is about to end. You can also try to-"
"Wulfric! I found something in the trash bin!" Luther buzzed, grabbing the attention of the three. Interested, Wulfric, Anna, and Tobias decided to follow Luther. At the trash bin they saw magazines, all ripped and torn into pieces as if someone used a scissor to cut the pages.
"Bingo." said, the detective as he took out one of the magazines from the bin. He added, "The murderer left another crumb. This must be where the cut out letters came from, from the magazine itself. This means, the murderer commenced his scheme upon his or her arrival here."
He then looked to my sister and asked, "Is there by any chance someone else was with you here in the library?"
"No. Just me and my darling, that is all. I know who owns the magazines however. See that little cute signature? That belongs to my- I mean our, uncle Vladimir."
"So Vladimir owns it? Thank you for your time. Luther escort the two of them back to the living room and bring Vladimir to the library. I can feel it, we're near the crescendo!" Wulfric beamed with exuberance.
"Right away, detective!" Luther smiled and directed the lovebirds to follow him.

World War II, and Japan's defeat, deeply influenced Japanese literature. Many authors wrote stories of disaffection, loss of purpose, and the coping with defeat. Haruo Umezaki's short story Sakurajima shows a disillusioned and skeptical Navy officer stationed in a base located on the Sakurajima volcanic island, close to Kagoshima, on the southern tip of the Kyushu island. Osamu Dazai's novel The Setting Suntells of a soldier returning from Manchukuo. Shōhei Ōoka won the Yomiuri Prize for his novel Fires on the Plain about a Japanese deserter going mad in the Philippine jungle. Yukio Mishima, well known for both his nihilistic writing and his controversial suicide by seppuku, began writing in the post-war period. Nobuo Kojima's short story "The American School" portrays a group of Japanese teachers of English who, in the immediate aftermath of the war, deal with the American occupation in varying ways.

Prominent writers of the 1970s and 1980s were identified with intellectual and moral issues in their attempts to raise social and political consciousness. One of them, Kenzaburō Ōe published his best-known work, A Personal Matterin 1964 and became Japan's second winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Mitsuharu Inoue (ja) had long been concerned with the atomic bomb and continued in the 1980s to write on problems of the nuclear age, while Shusaku Endo depicted the religious dilemma of the Kakure Kirishitan, Roman Catholics in feudal Japan, as a springboard to address spiritual problems. Yasushi Inoue also turned to the past in masterful historical novels of Inner Asia and ancient Japan, in order to portray present human fate.

Avant-garde writers, such as Kōbō Abe, who wrote fantastic novels such as The Woman in the Dunes (1960), wanted to express the Japanese experience in modern terms without using either international styles or traditional conventions, developed new inner visions. Yoshikichi Furui tellingly related the lives of alienated urban dwellers coping with the minutiae of daily life, while the psychodramas within such daily life crises have been explored by a rising number of important women novelists. The 1988 Naoki Prize went to Shizuko Todo (ja) for Ripening Summer, a story capturing the complex psychology of modern women. Other award-winning stories at the end of the decade dealt with current issues of the elderly in hospitals, the recent past (Pure- Hearted Shopping District in Kōenji, Tokyo), and the life of a Meiji period ukiyo-e artist.

Haruki Murakami is one of the most popular and controversial of today's Japanese authors. His genre-defying, humorous and surreal works have sparked fierce debates in Japan over whether they are true "literature" or simple pop-fiction: Kenzaburō Ōe has been one of his harshest critics. Some of Murakami's best-known works include Norwegian Wood (1987) and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (1994–1995).

Banana Yoshimoto, a best-selling contemporary author whose "manga-esque" style of writing sparked much controversy when she debuted in the late 1980s, has come to be recognized as a unique and talented author over the intervening years. Her writing style stresses dialogue over description, resembling the script of a manga, and her works focus on love, friendship and loss. Her breakout work was 1988's Kitchen.

Although modern Japanese writers covered a wide variety of subjects, one particularly Japanese approach stressed their subjects' inner lives, widening the earlier novel's preoccupation with the narrator's consciousness. In Japanese fiction, plot development and action have often been of secondary interest to emotional issues. In keeping with the general trend toward reaffirming national characteristics, many old themes re-emerged, and some authors turned consciously to the past. Strikingly, Buddhist attitudes about the importance of knowing oneself and the poignant impermanence of things formed an undercurrent to sharp social criticism of this material age. There was a growing emphasis on women's roles, the Japanese persona in the modern world, and the malaise of common people lost in the complexities of urban culture.

Popular fiction, non-fiction, and children's literature all flourished in urban Japan in the 1980s. Many popular works fell between "pure literature" and pulp novels, including all sorts of historical serials, information-packed docudramas, science fiction, mysteries, detective fiction, business stories, war journals, and animal stories. Non-fiction covered everything from crime to politics. Although factual journalism predominated, many of these works were interpretive, reflecting a high degree of individualism. Children's works re-emerged in the 1950s, and the newer entrants into this field, many of them younger women, brought new vitality to it in the 1980s.

Manga (comics) has penetrated almost every sector of the popular market. It includes virtually every field of human interest, such as multivolume high-school histories of Japan and, for the adult market, a manga introduction to economics, and pornography. Manga represented between 20 and 30 percent of annual publications at the end of the 1980s, in sales of some ¥400 billion per year.

Cell phone novels appeared in the early 21st century. Written by and for cell phone users, the novels—typically romances read by young women—have become very popular both online and in print. Some, such as Love Sky, have sold millions of print copies, and at the end of 2007 cell phone novels comprised four of the top five fiction best sellers.

this is made for the purpose of getting the authors badge  at any rate I'll just compile world literature

Alexis " Alex " Russell, the daughter of Ivan Russell, and was a famous detective just like her father. She was one of the best in her league and assisted the police in many complicated cases. Writing detective novels was her passion. She was multilingual and so could speak English, Chinese, Korean, French, German and Spanish fluently and basic Italian.
" Alex, tomorrow you have to meet with Mr Thompson, the CEO of Thompson corporations, for a report.", Riley said. He was the Deputy inspector and also Alex's childhood buddy. They are diaper buddies.
" Sure Riley. See you tomorrow.", she said and left. 
The sun was setting, by the time she reached her apartment in T City. She was exhausted and so ate a bowl of noodles and slept.
In another part of T City.
Alfred " Freddy " Thompson, the CEO of Thompson corporations, was sitting in his luxurious office and reading through a file. He was known to be a devil, who stabbed people right where it hurt the most. He was reading a report about Alexis.
" Hmm… She seems to be very professional and successful.. Thanks for this Riley", he said.
" You are welcome Freddy. Though I must tell you something, she has a special method of working and has a serious liking towards caffeine. Even during interrogations, she might look just like a careless person drinking coffee, but her brain would be more functional than we could ever imagine. And I have a request for you, please don't mention about her parents in front of her.", Riley replied. There was a hint of sadness in his tone when he said the last sentence.
" You seem to care a lot about her??... Is there romance brewing between you guys??.. Though I thought you like men??", Alfred asked in amusement. It was indeed weird. He had never seen his friend show this much care to anybody.
" Hey I don't like her that way, because I already have a crush and that is not her.. Both of us are diaper buddies. We are siblings to each other. She had witnessed the worst possible thing a six year old could have and it has had quite a negative impact on her and it is related to her parents. Please don't show your sadistic behaviour towards her, she doesn't deserve it", he replied.
He then said bye and left. Alfred started getting even more curious about Alex.
When Alex was six years old, she saw her mother get gang raped and her father get stabbed to death. The murders hadn't seen the little girl and so left the house. Her mother had hid her behind a shelf before being attacked and asked her not to come out.
She stepped out when she didn't hear any noises. She had seen everything they had done to her parents. She went running and crouched next to their bodies. Tears were flowing down her cheeks when she didn't receive a reply on trying to wake them.
Even though a six year old, she had extremely high IQ and could easily understand that her parents were no more. She was sobbing uncontrollably. Soon sirens were heard outside the villa and the police rushed in. They were also horrified at the sight. That's when they noticed the tiny thing sobbing.
Almost all of them had known her, they had had an extremely happy relationship. They went running and carried the kid away trying their best to stop her from sobbing. She cried until she passed out.
Her parents were dead much before they arrived. The doctors told them that it was likely the kid had witnessed everything and would suffer from heavy trauma. After she woke up, she wouldn't speak to any of them, she only nodded in reply. 
It took her months to start speaking. The worst part was even till today she could remember the whole thing, she couldn't even forget a second of it. It was etched permanently into her memory.
Many of the officers were quite senior. The decided to raise the kid together because the doctors told them that she might suffer if she was put in between strangers. The details regarding her parents death was highly confidential and so no one knew about this.
She was raised by seven to eight officers. Most of them were single and doted on her. Though initially a bit reserved, she warmed up to them soon and they became a family.
Soon she graduated from college and joined the force in her father's post, as a detective. Her skills were much more sharper than her father who was considered a genius in the field. She soon became a successful detective and novelist at the age of 24.


What would be your reaction if one day you wake up and find yourself in a completely different era, a completely different country and in the body of a person who looked just like you??
Alexis's life was going pretty normally until she finds herself transmigrated to the body of a girl who looked just like her and most importantly, the girl seemed to live a thousand years ago.
And as if waking up as someone else was not enough, she finds herself betrothed to a man of whom she knew nothing. But his hazel eyes kept drawing her close to him and always seemed to offer a sense of familiarity.
Since she didn't believe in love and there was no way she could get herself out of the marriage, she proposes a contract marriage with her would-be husband, which he readily accepts for his own reasons and out of curiosity to know what the woman who looked so simple yet mysterious was up to.
Having lost her mother at a young age and a miserable childhood prompted her to steel her heart and stay a mile away from the matters of the heart.
While looking around the next few days, she realizes that the place she seemed to have been transmigrated into was not as serene as it looked.  
A seemingly peaceful place was going to be the victim of one of the most treacherous schemes made by one greedy and vengeful man.
But it seemed like this was just the tip of the ice berg. 
Days after her wedding, she finds that her biological father is working as the right hand man of this man and is helping him conspire against the royal family.
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"The first clause states that no physical contact will be allowed without the consent of the other person, unless there is a life threatening situation.", she read out the first clause.
"I agree.", the man replied calmly.
Few weeks later.
"Mo Ting Xiao!! What are you doing??!", Alexis yelled in shock as she found herself pinned on the wall.
"Kissing my wife...", the man replied nonchalantly as he placed soft kisses on her slender neck.
"You are breaching the contract!!"
"The contract states that a life threatening situation is the exception. And now my heart his going to explode because of your beauty... So let me kiss you to save my life, wifey!!"
With that said, without even giving her a chance to retort, he sealed her lips with his own.
"...."
Was this the same man who would turn red on being complemented by her. Since when did he become this shameless?? How come she never noticed it??
And before she knew it, she was kissing him back with the same intensity.
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Seeing multiple schemes being made to harm the royal family, to which she was married into, how will Alexis protect everyone??
Will what started as a contract marriage, end up in love or hatred?
What will happen when she discovers that there was something exceptional about her?? 
Something magical.... 
Something about which she had only heard in novels and fictions....
What is it?
Read and find out. 

Hi guys.. This is my second novel. I hope you will enjoy it. 

My other novel-
My Manager ; My First Love

The cover page is not mine, all credits to the creator. I have only edited it to my convenience.

A ripping sound was heard when Adrian removed the fake mustache below his nose. He exercised his mouth in front of a mirror, then threw the mustache away before keeping the windbreaker, the glasses, and the wide brim hat in his small suitcase. After adjusting his clothes in the mirror, he left the washroom. With that, a bloated man in a big windbreaker transformed into a handsome young man in a suit.
Adrian took a look around after leaving the mall, then left in his car that was parked along the street. The reason he disguised himself at the detective agency was mainly due to what would happen in the future, and he did not want the private detective to figure it out. Perhaps it would not affect him in a bad way, but it would still be hidden trouble, thus it was best to handle everything perfectly. Besides, disguising was an easy thing to do.
With that, all he could do now was to wait. Since Dean Wilson had his own way of finding people, and the clues provided were sufficient and clear, he should be able to find that woman.
Initially, Adrian wanted to provide more clues since he came across a lot of information about JK Rowling in his past life, but he mostly just glanced through them. Although he could remember everything he read, it was easier to recall those that he was more familiar with, whereas it was tougher to recall those he had only glanced at, which would require a long time to remember them. He began recollecting them a few days ago, but after a lot of effort, the most useful pieces of information he obtained were her birth date and that she graduated from the University of Exeter.
'That's enough for now. Since I have a few more years, I'll just let Dean take his time. For all I know, I might remember something more about her too,' Adrian thought to himself as he drove. He initially had the thought of copying the 'Harry Potter' series too, but he eventually dropped the idea because it was too difficult to handle.
Firstly, he was an American at the moment. It would be fine if he were to shoot British-styled films, but if he were to write seven British-styled novels, he would not be able to predict how the British people would feel about it. As such, it was best not to do it.
'What? What if the setting is changed to America? Alright, if a school castle of witchcraft and wizardry with a history of over 1000 years were to tower on a vast plain in Minnesota… Wait, is it really going to be a school of witchcraft and wizardry that teaches magic, not a native American shaman school that teaches sorcery?'
'Alright, let's try another perspective. More than 300 years ago, a group of wizards traveled across the Atlantic Ocean to America, and built a school of witchcraft and wizardry in a forest in Maryland… Wait, if Nicolas Flamel can live for 600 years, it doesn't make sense that the four founders have a shorter life than him, right? Okay, I'll neglect their age, and assume that their lives are slightly longer than normal people, but if there are already two devils and two wars in the span of 300 years, which parent will be willing to send their children to the school?'
Adrian could not be bothered to do something that would be a pain in the neck. Moreover, he was not a professional writer, and it would also not be worth it if he were to have co-writers like the other three novels he had. Most importantly, he was more familiar with the film and the script, whereas he only read a few of the novels in the series, let alone the original version that was written.
It was best to let Rowling write them herself. Additionally, it was not easy being a single mother—this had nothing to do with Adrian being a hypocrite, because it was simply one of the things he wanted to do since he had the chance to be reborn, and he felt that he might as well jump off the Golden Gate Bridge if he dared not do this.
All in all, it would be fine as long as Adrian could be the first to get the novels' adaptation rights, or he could also get someone else to write them since it would not be too late. It was not a billion dollars Rowling earned from the series that he valued, because if everything were to go smoothly in the future, he could earn more than that amount. Instead, he valued the industrial chain that was a result of the series—games, films, related products, and theme parks! They would complement his media company greatly.
He rested for a while after returning to the hotel he was staying at, then dialed a number on his phone. "Hey, my love, guess where I am now?"
"You're in London?" Kate was surprised. "No wonder my sister was smiling at me like that when she asked me to pick up the phone."
"Is that so? She didn't recognize my voice at all." Adrian teased as he pulled his tie downward. "Clearly, she did it on purpose, so you must punish her."
"Forget it, she's my sister." Kate sighed on purpose, then asked, "Are you done filming your new film? I remember you saying that it'll take at least two months, and it might be longer."
"Of course I'm done with it, I only spent roughly 7 weeks. Aren't you familiar with how I do things?" Adrian laughed. "Don't you want me to finish earlier so that I can come see you as soon as possible?"
The two of them conversed for some time on the phone until Kate sighed again. "Oh, I'm sorry, Eddy. I'm afraid that I won't be free for a few days because I have a few exams in school."
"It's alright, I have something to handle in London too," Adrian responded smilingly. "When you graduate in a few days, you won't get to leave me."
"Are you so confident?" Kate sounded rather hostile.
"Yes." Adrian was unconcerned.
"We'll see then. I'm going to read, goodbye." Kate scoffed, then hung up.
On the other hand, Adrian shook his head and chuckled. He looked through some documents for a while, then called someone else. Entrusting a private detective to locate Rowling was only a part of his plan, which would only be complete if the other part was done too.
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"There shouldn't be a problem, Mr. Adrian. The information provided is very detailed, so we'll just have to go through the formalities at the related departments tomorrow," A man who was sitting on a couch mentioned after looking through some documents.
"Thank you, Chris. This couldn't have been sorted so quickly without your help, and I must say that Brent recommended a good lawyer to me." Adrian smiled and nodded.
"I'll bring the documents to the study, so please wait for a while." Chris stood up.
"Alright, no problem." Adrian watched him leave, then began pondering after he lifted his cup of coffee.
Adrian was currently establishing a benevolent fund for single mothers, and the reason behind this was very clear. It would not matter even if he could not find Rowling, and he would simply take this as an act of charity. In any case, it was extremely common for wealthy people in western countries to be involved in charity whether it was a sincere act or not because it was very helpful in shaping one's image, and charity dinners were also important events for socializing.
Therefore, before Adrian arrived in London, he made some arrangements through Waddell Brent, a British film producer connected with Bosworth Film Company who had also worked with him during his first film production—he was also the one who introduced him to Dean, the private investigator.
'My plan should be foolproof now. Although so much has to be done, the industrial chain will be worth it,' Adrian thought to himself, then turned to look at the other side of the long couch. A pair of bright eyes were looking curiously at him from behind the armrest.
They belonged to a little girl who was roughly 2 years old. She had slightly wavy long brown hair that was tied into a ponytail, and her chubby face made her look extremely adorable. Adrian smiled at her as he recognized that she was Chris' daughter, and he saw her a few times before, but only caught a glimpse of her.
Unfortunately, she did not seem to appreciate his friendliness, thus she stuck her tongue out and made a silly face at him.
Adrian shook his head and chuckled. It was then when a woman's voice was heard coming from outside the living room. "Baby girl, where are you?"
Before the little girl could reply to her, a young woman appeared at the living room entrance and was looking at her angrily. "How many times have I told you not to cause trouble when daddy has a guest?"
The woman later looked at Adrian apologetically. "I'm sorry, Mr. Adrian. I hope that the little fella didn't disturb you."
"It's okay, Madam Jacqueline, we finished our business already." Adrian stood up, then looked at the little girl who was running toward her mom. "Your daughter's adorable."
"Yes, she is, but she's also very playful. She likes giving us trouble." Even though the woman said so, it was clear through her smile that she doted on her daughter. "Have you greeted our guest, Emma?"
The little girl blinked her eyes at Adrian for some time without saying a word, then Adrian adjusted his collar, and reached his hand out to her as though he was really socializing with someone. "Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Emma."
However, the little girl looked away and buried her head into her mom's shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Adrian, the little fella's quite… Shy," Jacqueline explained helplessly.
"It's okay, it's normal for ladies to be shy," Adrian replied casually.
Chris walked out of his study at that moment. He was slightly startled when he saw what was going on in the living room, then he handed a document to Adrian. "This is another document that you need, and if everything is okay, please sign at the bottom. Remember to bring it along tomorrow, and my wife and I will meet you at the firm at 9 o'clock in the morning."
"Great, this will be done more efficiently with Jacqueline's help." Adrian nodded. Chris' wife, Jacqueline, was also an incredible lawyer. It was exactly because of the both of them that Adrian was able to settle everything so well in just a few days.
After skimming through the new document, he signed it, then bid them farewell. "That's all then. I'll be leaving now, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." The husband and wife sent him to the door, and the little girl who had been watching everything curiously suddenly made a silly face at him again. They all laughed.
"It's actually her way of expressing her liking toward you," Chris tried to explain for his daughter.
"I understand." Adrian walked out with a smile.


In the ‘90s era, Adrian Cowell was just a rich young man living it up in Los Angeles who had spent years in indulgence and often caused trouble. Unable to allow his behavior to continue, his parents changed their will before their passing and he was no longer able to live as extravagantly as he did before. However, Adrian's fate took a turn one night while trying to fix his bedside lamp which led to Zhang Haoxuan, a man from the future who had time-traveled after being intoxicated, to possess his body.
Assuming his new identity as ‘Adrian’, he utilizes his absurd memory for films in his former life as Zhang Haoxuan, as well as Adrian’s wealth and connections, to replicate films that have been produced in the future — determined to dominate the Hollywood scene.
Watch Adrian as he rises to be the king of Hollywood, a figure who will be envied by many!



After Xiao Yan and Captain Sheng left, Zhang Zian continued to clean up the garbage in the shop. 
He was refreshing his mind of Xiao Yan's positive feedback of Captain Sheng, carefully thinking it over again. Initially, he thought that after this incident, he would not have any further interaction with Captain Sheng. That was why he didn't pay much attention to his appearance. 
Now, in his retrospect: Captain Sheng was somewhere in his late 30's to early 40's, in the prime of his life. Because of long-term implementation of outside tasks, his cheeks were tanned into a dark brown. But the clear shape of his face made him look serious. He probably needed a lot of alone time to think hard when handling cases; there was a heavy cigarette smell that exuded from his body. Those cigarettes were obviously not the high-grade ones. His hair was short and sharp, like steel needles, some of which had turned grey already. 
Zhang Zian did not know the captain's full name. Last night, Captain Sheng did show him his police officer card, but at that time, it was so dark, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to this detail. Anyway, he was not a fake policeman, that much was certain.
Cat trainer...
Zhang Zian just heard a little about it before, but knew nothing about it. If Captain Sheng really believed what he had said and came back to him for assistance in some cases in a few days, then he would continue to lie to him - but probably would not be found out. 
This animal crime was not uncommon in detective novels.
In the world's first true detective novel, "Moog Street Murder", written by Ellen Slope, the atmosphere was rendered horrific and weird: The victim's body comminuted intense fracturing, and then was forced into a chimney. What kind of human could have such power? After the final mystery was revealed, the killer was actually a reddish-brown orangutan.
It was unexpected but reasonable.
Reddish-brown orangutans' power and agile actions were superior to humans. Their strong upper arms could cling to your body and contraction of the muscles could break a human's entire sternum. Before one died of asphyxiation, his heart may be pierced by broken ribs.
The answer seemed to be too complicated, far-fetched and deliberately bizarre, but this was this type of detective novel with no coincidence, as no one would like to read boring novels.
Not only did Ellen Poe write animal novels, but many other famous detective novelists did too.  
The world's first detective, Sherlock Holmes, suffered a "Spotted Tape Case", in which the victim died within the Chamber of Secrets. The murderer was a British doctor that used to live in India and was a secret snake trainer. He used a whistle to guide a highly poisonous moorland viper to kill his stepdaughter.
In the waves led by these two detective novel masters, all kinds of animal killers debuted. There was nothing they could not imagine. Some of these stories, of course, sounded a little far-fetched, but no one could completely deny the possibility of their occurrence.
In these so-called suspicious cases, many of them were planned from the dead corner of human thinking.
Zhang Zian did not think that the captain would like to solve these types of suspicious cases. Honestly, although the captain was a very capable policeman, he was not qualified to solve these kind of cases, which existed in novels and theories.
Captain Sheng had probably confirmed, or at least suspected, that this might be an animal crime, but could not find the main suspect, so instead he showed great interest in Zhang Zian, calling him a cat trainer. 
Think of this, Zhang Zian suddenly shuddered.
The reddish-brown orangutan in "Moog Street Murder Case" would not become the common conception because of the faith of those detective fans, right? After all, this novel was the ancestor of detective novels, which seemed qualified enough...
At this point, his phone suddenly rang in a notification.
A sleeping Fina woke up and Old Time Tea, who was leisurely drinking its tea, looked up too. There was some kind of premonition in their hearts, like hearing the horn on the ancient battlefield, so they invariably looked towards the phone.
Zhang Zian picked up the phone and unlocked it.
The "Pet Hunter" game started automatically, and after the animation, the flash of light on the screen jumped.
 [Navigation Elf]: Welcome to the "Pet Hunter" world, all you lucky players all over the world who downloaded the game!
[Navigation Elf]: If a player has already collected and tamed three elves, novice protection mode is over and the pet king war is about to begin!
[Navigation Elf]: After careful consideration, in order to improve the enthusiasm of the players involved, the ultimate winner of the pet king war will be given the "King" title and an exciting great reward — he or she will immediately be able to promote any designated pet to the legendary level, transcend its life and death cycle, and get the equivalent of the power of the gods.
[Navigation Elf]: There are two kinds of victory mode in the pet king war – collecting the most elves, or beating all the other elves.
[Navigation Elf]: At the same time, once the pet king war starts, the scanning range of elf pet detection radar will be increased to a radius of 1000 km.
[Navigation Elf]: We wish you a happy game!
The game automatically exited, and brought him back to the phone's standby interface.
The amount of information that was released just now was a lot for Zhang Zian.
He already knew that he was not the only player in the world, but didn't know that he had downloaded the game within the limited given time. But he had completely no idea as to what types of elves they had, not to mention what level and what characteristics they had.
As for the reward of the pet king war, it was simply incredible to be able to promote any designated pet to the legendary level...
He had no doubt about what the navigation elf had said, as this game absolutely could do what it said, at least for now. He did not want to put Galaxy, Fina or Old Time Tea in a dangerous situation for the reward, and he did not want to participate in this competition, but there was no doubt that there would be other players that wanted this award.
It was very important that the detection radar radius would be up to 1000 km! So how large was the range of radar detection before? Did the so-called novice protection mode limit the scope of the radar detection, so that novice players could only detect the elves near them?
So, now that the detection range was up to a 1000 km radius, then it had a diameter of a 2000 km circle. Two or three players might detect an elf at the same time, which would bring too many variables. What strategies would other players use? Friendly fair competition, backing off to save his strength, or being unscrupulous to win...?
Among these players, how many of them would be happy to participate in this game?
Old Time Tea gently coughed. "My little friend."
Zhang Zian put down the phone. "What's up, Old Time Tea?"
Old Time Tea thought for a while and said, "Just now, that person named Sheng had a vision that was not simple. I am afraid that you couldn't hold the secrets for long. Well, anyways, the shop will not be open for a few days. Tomorrow morning, let's find a secret place and I will teach you some basic routines of Yong Chun Kung Fu."



1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

When Fu Jiu lifted her eyebrows, she still had that smile on her face, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking. No matter what, she still remained extraordinarily handsome. 
In fact, this was also the first time Qin Mo had met someone like this young man.
He looked tricky, and he did things without care for rules and regulations.
From a psychological perspective, it was the most difficult to create a profile on this kind of person.
Therefore, it was safest to keep a scourge like this by his side.
"Which one do you want to hear first?" Fu Jiu looked at the ten novels in her hand. She was having a hard time choosing.
Qin Mo finally regained his senses and said in a pleasant, low voice, "Read your favorite first." People said that one's personality could be determined from his or her choice of books.
Qin Mo used to believe in this professional method religiously, but now… because of young man, he started to reevaluate the complexity of human nature as he looked at how this young man usually was. "He" didn't look like someone who loved reading romantic novels, but in fact, "he" was even more stupid than he had expected.
Fu Jiu didn't read this kind of book a lot. She loved detective suspense fiction novels the most, but there were still some leftover memories of these books in her head. She picked one that she thought had a funny writing style; in fact, it was a book about a rich family on campus[1]. 
The Almighty was quite polite this time, and he gave her a hand gesture to continue. With a demon-like elegance, he crossed his legs and lay on his side on her bed. His face was calm and handsome, and his right hand was still clad in a black glove. His fair wrist was exposed, making people feel that such a creature of perfection shouldn't exist in this world.
Fu Jiu had never thought that her bed was small before, but with this man on it… she felt the need to get a new bed… But it was also because this god was so tall and strong.
"This's a novel written with XXX," Fu Jiu coughed lightly, "It's a novel about rich families on campus."
Qin Mo's thin lips twitched, and he somehow exuded a mocking aura, "Domineering School Hunk, Where Are You Running Off To?" 
"Good memory, Brother Mo." Fu Jiu moved closer and blinked her beautiful eyes.
Young Master Qin reached out and lowered the young man's hat. "I asked you to read bedtime stories, not to flirt."
Fu Jiu's smile widened, and she said with her handsome face:, "Here we go: My name is Zhang Meili. I'm just an ordinary everyday girl, until one day, I transferred to a higher college named 'The Best School of the Nation, the World, and the Universe.'My dreamy journey started. That day, I fainted as I was walking through the forest. Someone showed up, and he was really handsome! And his name was 'Ouyang Moneybags'!"
Hearing this, the man couldn't bear it anymore, and his mouth curled up in cold laughter, "Ouyang Moneybags? What kind of name is that?"
"Brother Mo, just wait, there's more," Fu Jiu started to have more fun reading, "So this Ouyang Moneybags was no other than the only son of the owner of 'The Best School of the Nation, the World, and the Universe'! He knows how to build a spaceship, and there are satellites at his place. After he saw me faint, he gave me a pile of gold bricks and let me go get food with them. But kind, cute, and pure as I am, how could I take money from him! Ouyang Moneybags met a girl who rejected his money for the very first time, so he started to follow me around ever since. I even thought I'm chased by so many, so many that they could line up all the way from my classroom to the school gate, but I really couldn't say no to him, so I agreed to be his girlfriend for a couple of days…"
PA!
Qin Mo reached out his hand, pressed shut the book in Fu Jiu's hand, and said sullenly, "Buy food with gold bricks? You sure you can do that?"
"Brother Mo, this is a book about rich families on campus. Anything's possible, anything!" Fu Jiu held in her laughter, and a glowing light seemed to be emerging out from her eyes.
[1] Rich Family Campus Writing: Such writing about people from rich families and their experiences on campus; 


Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing!
Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop
Sugary Scene:
Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No."
Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me."
Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly!
Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?"
Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights."
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Xiang Wan did not get an answer.
In Bai Muchuan's eyes, she might still be a suspect.
Why would he tell her about the details of the case that could not be disclosed?
Xiang Wan felt an unspeakable amount of shock, bewilderment, and fear about the micro spy camera.
She had no choice but to stay on.
Fortunately, there was no other family member of Bai Muchuan at this villa. Nanny Li was sent by Bai Muchuan's mother to take care of him when he was transferred from the capital to Jin City. Nanny Li was an easygoing person. She knew very well how to get along with people in a comfortable, peaceful manner which saved Xiang Wan from a lot of embarrassment.
Morning.
Xiang Wan checked her mobile phone then continued to write her story. 
Afternoon.
She continued to write her novel then checked her mobile phone.
By dinner time, Xiang Wan looked at the pitiful 3,000 words she wrote in much frustration.
Xiang Wan was not an author who was able to stock up on her chapters. This was because there were too many things that she was interested in. Hence, she was easily distracted. With the police still investigating Zhao Jiahang's death, the case garnered more and more attention as time went by. Her review and comments section were even livelier than yesterday.
Her mind was full of worry.
She could not concentrate writing her story when the case was not solved.
Fang Yuanyuan: "Urgh, come on! You can coax others with such an excuse, but not me. Even before this case happened, you're not releasing a lot of chapters as well…"
Her cousin replied with contempt after looking at Xiang Wan's explanation on her mobile phone.
She tried to convince Xiang Wan to release more chapters to revive her novel while it was still attracting a lot of attention. But after failing to do so, she summed up another reason why Xiang Wan was deemed as a hopeless author.
Fang Yuanyuan: "Unpopular stories, lazy attitude, even the immortals can't save you!"
Xiang Wan felt somewhat wronged.
Xiang Wan: "Who says I'm lazy? I just wanted to write a quality book. Do you understand quality work? If I'm writing a story about a brainless, sweet, and innocent protagonist, I can upload 20,000 words daily without any problem…"
Fang Yuanyuan: "I've been hearing this sh*t from last year till now. Truth is, you're the one who's brainless, sweet, and innocent."
She stabbed Xiang Wan's weak spot unapologetically.
Fang Yuanyuan: "What's wrong with those novels about sweet and innocent protagonists? They can write so fast, release so much more, and get more money as well. One year is not even enough for you to reach their earnings for a single day."
Xiang Wan: "Fang Yuanyuan… don't insult me like that!"
She sounded weak and powerless in the argument.
Fang Yuanyuan: "Xiang Wan, wake up! People have to adapt to society. You're totally not suitable for writing online literature. New, strange, fast, feel good factor, eye-catching—these are the actual key points. People read books to kill time, not to look at a world classic!"
Xiang Wan went silent.
This was not the first time Fang Yuanyuan had reproached her for failing to grasp the market and audience psychology.
She had to admit. Fang Yuanyuan had a point.
There were times that she also wanted to change.
She tried her best to write her novel, but it still failed. She was desperate as well!
Xiang Wan: "I'm sorry!"
She ruffled her hair, her head almost touching the keypad.
Xiang Wan: "I've not been able to write a successful book, and you've been unable to hold your head high in the editorial department. Not only that, you're always helping to clean up after me. But… I don't want to give up yet."
Her cousin took quite a while to respond.
Fang Yuanyuan: "If you'll tell me why you're at Detective Bai's place and can't go to the blind date, I'll help you coax your mom!"
Xiang Wan: "You want to know?"
She typed the words leisurely.
Fang Yuanyuan: "Yes!"
Xiang Wan: "I'm not telling. I'll leave you hanging in midair!"
Fang Yuanyuan: "?"
Both Xiang Wan and Fang Yuanyuan had the same youngest aunt. Xiang Wan's mom had two other sisters. Her mother was the second child who lived her life the worst, while their youngest aunt was the most successful among the three sisters. Only she had the opportunity to get to know young, capable, and talented men.
In the eyes of the youngest aunt, her 26-year-old niece who had no boyfriend, stayed at home all the time, and dealing with the computer all day long—Xiang Wan—was totally a problematic girl.
Sometimes, Xiang Wan was afraid that she might get sent to a rehabilitation programme arranged by her youngest aunt.
So if it wasn't for Detective Bai's orders, she would definitely go for the blind date.
However, she needed to account properly to Fang Yuanyuan.
Otherwise, if her mom knew she got involved in a murder case because of her novel, she would most likely faint on the spot.
And when that happened, if Xiang Wan still wanted to continue writing novels? That would be wishful thinking!
After dealing with Fang Yuanyuan, Xiang Wan yawned and refreshed the reviews and comments section of her novel.
There was a comment left about two minutes ago that caught her eye.
"Do your best, I'll make sure that you'll be popular! Famous and celebrated! Release your inner demons completely…"
Demons? What kind of demons do I have inside my mind? thought Xiang Wan.
She was shocked.
If this was before the murder, she would most probably think that she had met a childish and self-centered reader. However, at this conjecture, the comment was so nerve-racking that it filled her with apprehension.
The words on her laptop were like the demon in the void, stretching out his finger and beckoning to her with an evil smile…
Xiang Wan was stunned for a while before rushing out of the room.
…
Criminal Investigation Unit.
Inside the conference room of the 720 Special Task Force.
Zhao Jiahang's death was unlike the deaths of the ordinary folks. He was labeled as a "billionaire", "philanthropist", "role model husband", and many more other positive "labels". That was why his death attracted a lot of attention from society. With the push of the various media platforms, it brought about an overwhelming amount of attention amongst the public that even the Ministry of Public Security was alerted. They ordered the Municipal Bureau of Jin City to set up a special task force to solve the case within a time limit.
Bai Muchuan was still the team lead for the special task force.
They were combing through the details of the case in the conference room and discussion was in full swing.
Bai Muchuan sat quietly on the side, looking at his mobile phone, and had not spoken a word for a long time.
Huang He sneaked a peek at him and saw that he was looking at Xiang Wan's novel—"Murder The Dream Guy"…
Cough! Huang He was a veteran detective. This Detective Bai from the Central Bureau was appointed to their unit as their captain, but no matter how good he was, the one who knew the best about the unit was Huang He. There were several rookies in the unit, and if they noticed that their captain was slacking off, it might bring about bad influences.
"Boss, everyone wants to hear your views," he asked.
"Oh?" Bai Muchuan lifted his head. "Has everyone finished discussing?"
"…" Huang He was unable to answer.
"Boss!" A young detective by the name of Tang Yuanchu stood up in agitation. "I think Xiang Wan is the murderer! The woman at the alley and the burning of dead cats are totally self-directed by her in order to confuse and divert our attention!"
"Hm, continue!" Bai Muchuan raised his chin.
"First of all, the woman, Er Niu, was dead about a month ago."
Not only was she dead, even her household registration account had been written off.
Er Niu was not a local. Her hometown was several hundreds of kilometers away from Jin City. That was the conclusion of the local police station where Er Niu had once lived.
"A woman who has been dead for one month appeared in Xiang Wan's neighborhood and almost knocked her down? That's obviously not possible. Same goes to that cat abuse plot."
"Next, there are a total of six moderator accounts for Xiang Wan's private QQ chat group," said Tang Yuanchu as he flipped through the documents. "These are the statements of the moderators. They claimed that they have never seen the plot outline about the cat abuse, let alone discourage the author to write about that! Yet Xiang Wan was able to specifically point out the burnt dead cats inside the trash bin outside Zhao Jiahang's neighborhood… Except that three cats have become two cats, the rest is exactly the same!"
"What does that mean?" asked Bai Muchuan.
"That means Xiang Wan is lying! She might not be the murderer, but she must be related to the murderer!"
"Why is it not the five of them who have lied?"
Is the possibility for one person to lie greater? Or the possibility for a group of people to lie greater?
For the five readers who had not seen each other before, would they say the same thing in unison?
If it was anyone else, the answer was obvious.
Hence, Tang Yuanchu could not understand why their Captain trusted Xiang Wan so much.
Bai Muchuan took a glance at him but did not explain anything. "What about the micro spy camera on Xiang Wan's door? How do you explain that?"
Tang Yuanchu met his eyes. "If she can tell a lie, she can tell another lie. So of course, she can divert the attention away by making herself look like a victim!"
Bai Muchuan gave a sudden laugh while looking at him. "So you're trying to tell me that a woman deliberately replicated a murder that's exactly the same as her novel? She killed a complete stranger just to let her novel gain popularity and then hold her book signing event in jail? Is she a dumb*ss?"
There was silence in the conference room.
The detectives had an enormous amount of work stress. It was normal for them to swear occasionally, so everyone was accustomed to it.
However, Bai Muchuan seldom flared up. This was the first time he spouted a profanity, and it was certainly intimidating.
Tang Yuanchu lowered his head. Even Huang He's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he heard that. "Boss, don't forget that Xiang Wan's a mystery fiction author…"
In other words, he was implying that she possessed a richer criminal and reverse logical thinking than most ordinary people. She could have fully understood how the police worked and orchestrated her act by matching the police's pace.
Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang He. He did not give him a reply.
Huang He was a little afraid of this new boss who had been transferred from ICPO. When his boss stared at him like that, he felt less confident.
"At least for now, we couldn't find a suspect who's more suspicious than Xiang Wan…" continued Huang He, "in any case, we should take her in custody to continue the interrogation…"
"Where's the evidence?" Bai Muchuan stood up slowly. "So we're relying on guessing to solve the case?"
Everyone was tongue-tied.
Bai Muchuan gave them a glance. "Why don't all of you just quit and become authors of detective stories? With your ability to make up stories, all of you are guaranteed to become sensational authors!"
Some coughed awkwardly, while some snickered.
"Er Niu is dead!" Bai Muchuan gave a snort. "How did she die? How's her social life like? Did she have a boyfriend? What did she use to do? Where's her background check? Has anyone done a field survey? And the five readers, what makes all of you think they won't lie? Is it really true that lying is tougher for the five of them than one person? What's the spirit of detectives? Find, the, truth!"
Everyone was stunned.
Bai Muchuan touched his pockets, seemingly searching for cigarettes.
The next moment, he stopped his action. Someone offered him a cigarette, but he rejected and turned to Huang He instead.
"Go to the forensics team and ask them to hurry up with their report!"
"Yes boss!" said Huang as he stood up.
At this time, a voice came from the entrance of the conference room. "No need for that, I'm here!"
…


Aspiring author Xiang Wan was deemed hopeless by her family and better off married when her fourth novel still did not do well. 
Just as she started to doubt herself and wonder if she should continue to pursue her dream as an author, things take an unexpected turn when a dazzling guy appears before her and she was taken away by the police as a prime suspect of a murder case.
A murder had taken place and the details were eerily similar to her mystery novel. 
From then on, her life turned topsy-turvy.
...........
Translator Review:
This is a novel encompassed with mystery, ethics, family ties, and romance. Of course, the highlights of this book are the murder cases. 
Although it’s a modern setup where none of the characters have a system or any other cheats, the Author managed to delight me with her writing, creative plots and a good pace without dragging her story. 
I marvel at the way the Author links up the clues and plot to explain the individual cases as well as paving the way to unravel the huge conspiracy behind the individual murders. Romantic plots are light-hearted so readers could take a breather from the plots of gruesome murders.
Frequency of release:  1 chapter/daily

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