A girl who mindset changed in the age of seventeen goes on to an adventurous world of crimes against humanity and also meets her soulmate there.
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From.. Gishi

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.

Meet Detective Ryan Joe, a novelist turned detective and his adventures

A dead body, along with a letter dropped at the house of Ryan Joe, a novelist. What awaits him? A trail of crime?

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.


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

Lover: what is this sound?
It was student's and detective's voices
Detective: be my Watson, be my Watson please be my Watson
Student was screaming and running from detective
Student: I told you I want to live a normal life, leave me alone detective
Lover was about to turn and look at them
Lover: people?
The fall on lover and he falls on the ground while the both of them lay on him
Lover's face became disappointed and fainted
Lover: mister moon help me,they are not ladies
At that time they met each other, was it just fate's plan ? or was it something else?
The detective, the lover and the student the three roles are now together
What's gonna happen next?
Lover: damn it, why didn't a girl hit me
Student: you are the one who is laying on me detective
Detective stood up and looked at student and lover
Detective : student, I'm not the one who talked
Student was closing his eyes and laying on lover's back, lover's hat fell on the ground away from him
Student opened his eyes and saw detective standing in front of him
Student: detective? If you weren't the one who talked then who I'm laying on?
Detective: what about checking that yourself?
Detective gave student his hand to help to stand up, student took his hand and stood up next to him
Detective was smiling and looking at student
Student noticed that detective was looking at him
Student: detective stop looking at me like this and…
Detective: what is it my Watson?
Student: can you leave my hand?
Detective: sorry , I didn't notice that I was still holding it
He left student's hand
Lover stood up slowly and looked at them while he was cleaning himself with his hands
Lover: hey you , are you victor or something? (He meant victor from Yuri on ice)
He said that while he was looking at detective
Detective: victor?
Lover: forget you won't understand what I mean
Lover looked around himself looking for his hat?
Lover: where is my hat?
Student looked at lover 
Student: excuse me
Lover found his hat and cleaned it with his hand then he wore it
Student was talking to lover but lover didn't notice that he was talking to him
Student: excuse me
Detective was staring at lover 
Detective: I have the same feeling
Detective looked at student and then looked at lover again
Detective: that's Impossible, they are the same
Student went to lover and put his right hand on lover's left shoulder
Student: I said excuse me
Lover looked at him
Lover : I'm sorry , I didn't notice
Lover took two steps backward
Student: can you tell me who are you?
Lover: I'm the one who has to ask this question to both of you
Detective took a step forward and looked at lover
Detective: why?
Lover: because I was alone in this city for a long time and I didn't see anyone until you showed up
Detective: so you are similar to us
Lover: do you expect that I would trust you this fast?
Detective: you said it yourself you were alone here for along time so you don't have another choice
Lover: what is your name then?
Detective looked at him and laughed for a second
Detective: I'm detective
Lover: and he's student I know it's obvious, I'm asking about your real name
Student: our role in this world is our identity
Lover smiled and looked at student
Lover: it looks like you are similar to me and you are not lying
Detective: how did you know that I'm a detective?
Lover: it's obvious your wearing Holmes's hat
Detective became surprised
Detective: how do you know him?
Lover put his left hand on his hat and looked at them
Lover: you are boring guys, follow me
He started to walk but lover felt that he broke something under his foot
Lover: huh? What is this?
Lover looked under his foot and found that he broke his phone
He picked it up and tried to turn it on, but the phone didn't work
Lover felt bad and disappointed
Lover: this isn't beautiful
He threw the phone away and looked at student and detective
Student: what were you holding in your hand?
Lover: forget it was nothing, just follow me
They followed lover to his house and entered it  then closed the door
Student looked around himself when he entered the house then he felt surprised because it was a copy from his house
Lover: follow me
They followed with him upstairs and went to his room
Lover stood near to the bookshelf and looked at detective
Lover: I knew him from the books, look I have DVDs , books , novels and a lot of things for a lot of shows from different cultures
Student and detective became surprised, student only had novels in his house and one comic book lover's book shelf was different from his book shelf
Lover went to sit on the Chair next to the computer
Detective: how did you watch the DVDs?
Lover: sometimes I watch them on the computer and sometimes on the TV downstairs
Detective became shocked 
Detective: these devices are working? 
Lover laughed for a second
Lover: you didn't try to use them before?
Detective: I thought that they were there just for decoration
Lover: it's not a crime scene mister detective
Student: the thing that was in your hand that you threw away when we were outside
Lover: what about it?
Student: what was it?
Lover:it was my phone, when you fell on me you broke it
Student and Sherlock became shocked and surprised
Detective: you had a phone?
Student: it was working too?
Lover raised his eye brows for a second
Lover: you didn't have one? How?
Detective: how did you get it? Where did you find it?
Lover: it was working and I was using it to play songs , it was useful for me
Detective: where did you find it?
Lover: in the big room that has one bed, it was inside a box under the bed
Student: can you show us?
Lover: fine
He stood up and took them to the room and the three of them stood near the bed
Lover: you didn't search here before mister detective?
Detective: the other rooms were cold , my room was the only warm room so I thought that I won't find anything in the other rooms
Lover: what about you clever student?
Student: actually I don't remember anything, I only remember what happened since about 12 am today
Lover: so you are new?
Student: yes I guess
Detective: can you show us the box?
Lover: très bien, je l'ai, monsieur le détective (alright alright got it mister detective)
Lover sit on the ground and took a silver box from under the bed
Lover: this is the box
Detective: it looks like a woman's box, are you sure that it was your phone?
Lover was starting to open the box slowly
Lover: yes , of course I'm sure because….
Lover opened the box and saw something inside
He became shocked and he stared at the box
Student: what's wrong?
Detective: did you find something?
Lover felt scared and nervous he was still looking at the box
Lover: the phone it's here
He said that while he was nervous and looking at student and detective


The end of the 20th century proved a difficult period for Russian literature, with relatively few distinct voices. Although the censorship was lifted and writers could now freely express their thoughts, the political and economic chaos of the 1990s affected the book market and literature heavily. The book printing industry descended into crisis, the number of printed book copies dropped several times in comparison to Soviet era, and it took about a decade to revive.

Among the most discussed authors of this period were Victor Pelevin, who gained popularity with first short stories and then novels, novelist and playwright Vladimir Sorokin, and the poet Dmitry Prigov. A relatively new trend in Russian literature is that female short story writers Tatyana Tolstaya or Lyudmila Petrushevskaya, and novelists Lyudmila Ulitskaya or Dina Rubina have come into prominence. The tradition of the classic Russian novel continues with such authors as Mikhail Shishkin and Vasily Aksyonov.

Detective stories and thrillers have proven a very successful genre of new Russian literature: in the 1990s serial detective novels by Alexandra Marinina, Polina Dashkova and Darya Dontsovawere published in millions of copies. In the next decade Boris Akunin who wrote more sophisticated popular fiction, e.g. a series of novels about the 19th century sleuth Erast Fandorin, was eagerly read across the country.

Science fiction was always well selling, albeit second to fantasy, that was relatively new to Russian readers. These genres boomed in the late 1990s, with authors like Sergey Lukyanenko, Nick Perumov, Maria Semenova, Vera Kamsha, Alexey Pekhov, Anton Vilgotskyand Vadim Panov. A good share of modern Russian science fiction and fantasy is written in Ukraine, especially in Kharkiv,[20] home to H. L. Oldie, Alexander Zorich, Yuri Nikitin and Andrey Valentinov. Many others hail from Kiev, including Marina and Sergey Dyachenkoand Vladimir Arenev. Significant contribution to Russian horror literature has been done by Ukrainians Andrey Dashkov and Alexander Vargo.

Russian poetry of that period produced a number of avant-garde greats. The members of the Lianosovo group of poets, notably Genrikh Sapgir, Igor Kholin and Vsevolod Nekrasov, who previously chose to refrain from publication in Soviet periodicals, became very influential, especially in Moscow, and the same goes for another masterful experimental poet, Gennady Aigi. Also popular were poets following some other poetic trends, e.g. Vladimir Aristov and Ivan Zhdanov from Poetry Club and Konstantin Kedrov and Elena Katsuba from DOOS, who all used complex metaphors which they called meta-metaphors. In St. Petersburg, members of New Leningrad Poetry School that included not only the famous Joseph Brodsky but also Victor Krivulin, Sergey Stratanovsky and Elena Shvarts, were prominent first in the Soviet-times underground - and later in mainstream poetry.

Some other poets, e.g. Sergey Gandlevsky and Dmitry Vodennikov, gained popularity by writing in a retro style, which reflected the sliding of newly-written Russian poetry into being consciously imitative of the patterns and forms developed as early as in the 19th century.

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