Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 217: Entering the Inner World of a Failed Mystery Novelist
Lin Ye has been in the industry for more than ten years. He has been to countless bars and met many people.

I have seen a lot of villains, perverts, scoundrels and other people.

But this is the first time I have seen such a top-notch person as Mr. Tomizawa.

He killed his father, framed his brother, and called it doing it for his dream.

Absolutely!
Just want to do what you like, no problem.

It’s okay to chase your dreams.

As long as you are responsible for your own decisions and bear the corresponding consequences, everything will be fine.

If the consequence of pursuing a dream is not having enough food to eat, but one still chooses to persevere, Lin Ye will respect such a person even if he is down and out.

It is human nature to choose to give up temporarily. It is more like most normal people would make this choice.

But as for Tozawa Taichi's choice, Lin Ye just wanted to punch him.

I just want to do what I like, but I am unwilling to compromise with reality and work to support myself.

What to do if you have no money?
Looking for dad.

What if dad doesn’t give it to me?
Explode the old gold coins.

By the way, send your brother to jail.

Absolutely amazing.

Drunkenness makes people confused.

At this moment, Taichi Tomizawa's mind was filled with evil thoughts and he kept simulating his own criminal plan.

How to kill his father without being discovered, and how to frame the crime on his own brother.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his face turned red.

Perhaps it was his occupational disease that caused his reasoning soul to stir.

Even he himself did not realize that the seeds of sin had already taken root in his heart.

In order to write detective novels, he stored a large number of criminal cases in his mind. Whether they were real cases in reality or fictional cases and methods in novels, they were all sources of his inspiration.

But as he examined the sin, the sin was also affecting him in turn and polluting his spirit.

Bizarre, horrific, bloody, bizarre, all kinds of cases fermented in his mind.

If he can achieve some results, the positive feedback brought by success may offset these negative effects.

Unfortunately, Aze’s creative results were not ideal.

During the long, depressing and unsuccessful process of writing detective novels, all he received was negative feedback again and again.

The seeds of madness have already been planted in my heart.

This quarrel with his father caused the dark side of his heart to erupt completely.

Taichi Tomizawa lay on the bar counter.

He was drunk.

But his subconscious mind is still nurturing evil thoughts.

When Lin Ye focused his attention on Fu Ze, he saw blood coming out of his head.

Lin Ye decided to enter this guy's inner world to find out.

The drunk man was completely defenseless, so Lin Ye got in easily.

What appeared in front of Lin Ye was a crowded crowd of people.

The banner had eye-catching words written on it: Signing event for the new work of famous mystery novelist Taichi Tozawa.

This is Taichi Tozawa's inner world.

He looked toward the center of the crowd.

The crowd blocking his way became illusory and transparent, leaving only Taichi Tomizawa, who was signing books for fans, sitting on a chair and retaining his entity.

His eyes fell on Fu Ze's face.

He looked about ten years older than the Tozawa he saw in the bar, and still had the iconic mustache on his lips.

Her cheeks are fuller, her eyes are full of confidence, and she has a smile on her lips. She is full of the calm temperament of a successful person. "Mr. Tozawa's novels are great. I like the description of the death of the deceased the most. It is real and full of details. It is really touching."

"Yes, yes, it's as if he had actually practiced it himself. Did Mr. Tozawa really commit a crime?"

"Haha, stop joking. The protagonist created by Mr. Tozawa is so righteous. How could the person who wrote such a character be a criminal?"

"makes sense……"

Discussions among book lovers could be heard all around.

I see. This is probably the future that Taichi Tozawa imagines.

Successfully get your dad's gold coins, and from then on you will have no worries about food and clothing, you can create with peace of mind, write popular works, and reach the peak of your life.

At this time, a middle-aged man caught Lin Ye's attention.

He was a very decent-looking man who walked straight through the crowd and came in front of Taichi Tomizawa.

Taichi Tomizawa, who was signing books, looked up at him and said with a smile, "My friend, please line up at the back. Don't worry, I will be here signing books until every fan is satisfied."

The man stared at him with sharp eyes: "You killed your father."

Fu Ze Tai's expression changed and he narrowed his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"For ten years, I have been secretly investigating you, and recently I finally found evidence to expose your true face!"

The man said loudly, with a righteous look on his face.

"You appear to be a popular writer, but you are actually a murderer! Not only did you kill your own father and frame your brother, you also committed more than ten murders in the past ten years. The bodies of the victims are gone, and I'm afraid they have all become material for your writing!"

"You perverted murderer, today I will expose your true face!"

"Mad man." Fu Ze Tai sneered twice, then shouted: "Security! Get this mad man out!"

Several security guards who were maintaining order at the scene heard the noise and surrounded the man.

At this time, the man took out his police ID from his pocket and shoved it in the faces of several people: "I am a policeman!"

The security guards looked at each other, not daring to act rashly.

"Can the police defame someone's innocence out of thin air? I'm going to sue you for defamation!" Tomizawa shouted.

"Defamation? These are the evidence!"

The man threw a stack of photos onto the signing table. The contents of the photos were shocking.

Each photo bloodily records the tragic condition of the victims. There are men, women, old people and children in the photos, all with horrific wounds all over their bodies.

Looking at the scattered photos in front of him, Taichi Tomizawa's face turned pale.

"Where did you find these photos?"

"You should know best, right? Because these photos were taken by you yourself!" The man glared at Taichi Tomizawa, his eyes filled with righteous anger.

"You are a beast in human form. In order to find inspiration for your creations, you imprisoned, abused, and tortured these innocent people to death... You are a demon!"

"hehe."

Taichi Tomizawa lowered his head and suddenly laughed.

The laughter grew louder and louder until it became a hysterical laugh.

He looked like a madman with a terrifying look. The fans who were originally crowded around him were frightened and retreated one after another, leaving a large area empty.

Only the middle-aged man stood there like a reef and took out a silver bracelet.

"What else do you have to say? Come with me."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Taichi Tomizawa covered his face and laughed wildly, and his body suddenly changed strangely.

His body swelled rapidly, his skin turned red, his face distorted, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into an inhuman monster.

A red-faced, fang-toothed creature five meters tall, like an evil ghost.

The monster bent down with a grim smile, took the silver bracelet from the frightened middle-aged man, and gently pinched it with his fingers, and bits of shiny silver powder sprinkled from his fingertips.

The saliva from his mouth dripped onto the middle-aged man's face.

"You want to catch me?"

(End of this chapter)