After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 344 Join the Detective Association?Let's get a Rolls-Royce first!

When Pearson shouted "o my god!" one after another, those western writers were also incredulous, and expressed their astonishment in the language of their respective countries.

"How could it be possible that all the passengers are murderers? This is not in line with common sense! It is not logical! What is the motive for killing? What is their motive for killing?"

"Are they all related to the "Armstrong" case? That's the only explanation, but it's not right! Everyone has an alibi. How did they do it? It doesn't make sense! It's incredible!"

Although there is no reminder from Chen Tianhong, Pierson still keenly grasped the key point, which is due to his many years of writing experience, but he still can't believe it.

Talking to himself, Pearson turned to look at Chen Tianhong again. He needed confirmation from the original author, or in other words, a reasonable analysis.

"President Pearson, this is nothing surprising. When we conceive detective novels, we always habitually set up clues or evidence to guide readers to make reasonable inferences based on factors such as rationality and feasibility. Then, after all the impossibilities have been ruled out, what remains, however unbelievable, is the truth."

Chen Tianhong answered very calmly, and he didn't answer directly. Instead, he seemed to be preaching again. Jin Zhongrui and Ye Feng who were next to him felt a toothache.

Good boy, do you know who this is in front of you? He is the president of the International Detective Association. His works under his name are popular all over the world. He has won the Ellen Master Award three times. He is a contemporary master detective. It's too much!

Pierson was also choked by Chen Tianhong's words, but he didn't think there was any impoliteness in this answer, because he thought Chen Tianhong's last sentence was very reasonable and expressed the essence of detective reasoning.

"When you rule out all the impossible situations, the rest, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth. Hongwen, is this sentence said in the back of the book, after Detective Poirot solves the case? It's so good gone."

"Oh, Poirot didn't say that. I'm going to put it in the next detective novel."

Chen Tianhong is very moral, whoever says what he says is what he says, and he can't put on a hat.

Although this famous quote also came from a British writer in the previous life, it was not written by my grandmother. It came from Conan Doyle, a master of reasoning literature who is as famous as my grandmother. Another detective image he created in the book is even worse than Poirot. To be famous.

"The next detective novel? What kind of idea, have you thought about the title?"

Now not only Pearson, but also Jin Zhongrui and Ye Feng are interested.

"To be precise, it is a series. The specific idea is still being perfected. I want to use the life experience of a famous detective as the main line, and thus lead to a series of strange cases. There are human ugliness in these cases, but also human nature. The truth, goodness and beauty. I named him "The Collection of Sherlock Holmes."

Chen Tianhong briefly talked about the general setting, and finally revealed the title of this detective novel.

He knew in his heart that if he wanted to win the award early and let Jin Zhongrui and the others realize their dream, if they only relied on "Murder on the Orient Express", they might not be able to win the Ellen Master Award in the past two years.

In her previous life, although grandma relied on this novel to establish an unshakable position in the field of detective literature, it was also passed down for several years, and it became a classic thanks to the remakes of various movies.

Relatively speaking, "The Collected Cases of Sherlock Holmes" became famous earlier. Once the first "A Study in Scarlet" was released, it was listed as one of the "Four Mysteries" in the detective novel world. Controversy has always been in the history of literature, and if there is controversy, there will naturally be heat, so it laid the beginning of a series of legends.

And in terms of personal attitude, compared with Poirot, Chen Tianhong likes Sherlock Holmes more.

""Sherlock Holmes"? Well, I'm looking forward to it. Hongwen, let's talk about "Murder on the Orient Express". Jin, what's the explanation for the "yes and no" just now?"

Chen Tianhong's brief introduction didn't make Pearson pay much attention to "Sherlock Holmes", and the title of the book was not as attractive as "Murder on the Orient Express", so he brought the topic back.

"Aren't you a master detective! You can't see for yourself! You have to ask everything!"

Chen Tianhong slandered in his heart, he really didn't want to waste his words anymore, he had talked too much these two days, and he was tired of explaining.

"President Pearson, I think, if you find the answer yourself, it will make you feel better."

"Of course I know, but time doesn't allow it! Your novel is too long."

Pearson shrugged helplessly and pointed to his watch. The chat was delayed just now, and there were only four or ten minutes left before the exchange meeting at six o'clock, and there was no time to read the second half of it carefully.

After saying this, he tapped his head and was so absorbed in reading the story that he almost forgot the business.

"Oh, Jones, go tell Wilson and the others that I found a detective novel here, and I want to participate in the final selection."

This is the right of the president, who can directly determine a quota without going through the review team.

Of course, Orient Express is also equipped with "internal appointment", and Pearson already understands why Jin Zhongrui would recommend it and Ye Feng and the others would avoid it after reading the novel.

"Okay President, I'll go right away."

The secretary quickly agreed.

Hearing Pearson's arrangement, Chen Tianhong had no choice but to pull himself together, forget it, everyone has already talked about this, if it doesn't work, let's explain it again.

Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Jin Zhongrui's eagerness to try. After thinking about it, Chen Tianhong felt a little funny. He almost forgot that he didn't want to say it, but some people can't wait!

At this time, a message notification sound came from the mobile phone just right, and when I opened it, it was Liu Yifei who sent it.

"Old Jin, why don't you tell me the news about my girlfriend, she will come to London tomorrow."

Chen Tianhong's words hit Jin Zhongrui's arms.

"No problem, Tianhong, please reply first, Pearson, let me tell you, these twelve people are both murderers and victims, and everything starts with the Armstrong case."

Not to mention how Jin Zhongrui explained in a sensual and expressive manner, Chen Tianhong opened the news of Liu Yifei.

"Tianhong, I'm already out of school. The plane ticket is scheduled for seven o'clock. It's ahead of time. It may arrive at six o'clock tomorrow morning. You don't need to pick me up. Just send me the location of your hotel."

"The ticket at seven o'clock is two hours earlier than we agreed. Hey, do you want to see me earlier? It's okay. I'll pick you up at the airport when you arrive."

"No need! You need to sleep more, I'm not a child anymore, so I don't need to pick you up."

"That won't work. You haven't been to London. What will you do if you lose it? It's up to me. It's not up for discussion."

"OK then"

In China, on the taxi to the airport, Tang Qianqian, a close friend of her boudoir, looked at the chat messages between Liu Yifei and Chen Tianhong, and let out a sour "tsk tsk".

"Oh, it's so sweet, what if I get lost, with me, Tang Qianqian, I can't go anywhere in the world."

"Tang Dalu idiot, you can't find the person who opens the dormitory door when you leave the school gate, how can you be embarrassed, hmph, you are so embarrassed, if it is not because of you, I will not go early, six o'clock is too early ! Celestica will have a bad rest!"

Liu Yifei gave her best friend an angry look.

"Oh, didn't I want to meet my Prince Charming earlier! They also want a sweet love!"

Tang Qianqian pulled Liu Yifei's arm and shook it. Other things are easy to talk about. As long as Chen Tianhong is involved, her best friend will play a small temper.

"Don't shake it, your arm hurts from being shaken. Qianqian, I still feel that your cross-border relationship is a bit unreliable."

Liu Yifei wasn't really angry, she just felt sorry for her boyfriend, but in fact, she wanted to see Chen Tianhong sooner.

Fortunately, there will be a small National Day holiday in two days, and she doesn't need to cooperate with the promotion of "Tian Long Ba Bu", so she can take a romantic trip to a foreign country with her boyfriend.

"Why is it so unreliable! We've all seen it on video, Yifei, you have to really love your family Chen Tianhong, I'll ask Addison to pick you up, and at worst I'll take you to the hotel."

While talking, Tang Qianqian took out her mobile phone and sent a message to her "Prince Charming".

"Just let him pick you up."

Liu Yifei shook her head, she would not easily get into the car of a strange man.

"o my god! That's it, Kim, I love the ending, it may not be the best ending, but it's the one everyone expected!

I agree with Poirot's final choice, and I like the sentence in the book, "Every day we meet some scum, but we can't kill them, but we should be different from beasts!", "There are no murderers in the car, only need Reborn man!"."

"Detective Poirot is so humane, I like him, Hongwen, I like the character you created, god! god!"

After Jin Zhongrui analyzed the sentence "yes and no", it meant that Pearson knew the final outcome at the same time. He was so excited that he ignored the poise of a gentleman, praised repeatedly, and patted Chen Tianhong on the shoulder several times.

"President Pierson, thank you!"

Chen Tianhong was chatting enthusiastically with Liu Yifei, he politely said thank you, then moved silently, trying to get away from Pearson, you are always excited, please don't touch your hands.

"Hongwen, I think your next novel should continue to use the name of Poirot. It would be better to call it "Detective Hercule Poirot". I will definitely recommend it for you."

Pearson spoke up and offered his suggestion that he liked the role of Poirot so much.

Although Poirot in the book is not as personable as an English gentleman, nor as humorous as an American man, he has his own way of thinking, his own wise vision for examining the world, and he also has the characteristics of a little paranoid and elegant Belgian.

The point is that he is a flesh-and-blood, emotional detective, he is not bound by the rules and regulations of the law, and he also has the commonality of the general public!
It makes people read like meeting a real famous detective from the 30s.

"No, Mr. Pearson, I have other ideas for Poirot's story. I want to create a unique English detective. He should be a perfectionist, with a meticulous mind and a logical reasoning mind. He is proficient in various specialties required by the detective business, and has the artistic sense of a performer, and is also good at swords, which can not only fight for self-defense, but also capture murderers and robbers."

Chen Tianhong also got excited and began to tell everyone about the setting of Sherlock Holmes.

Listening, Pearson and the others were also attracted by the character image described by Chen Tianhong, and they forgot about Poirot for a while.

It wasn't until Secretary Jones reminded them that there were still more than ten minutes before they would be on stage to comment on the works, and they ended the topic with unsatisfactory intentions.

"Hongwen, let's talk on stage later! As for the understanding of "Murder on the Orient Express", you, the original author, must have the deepest understanding."

Pearson said aloud, although after listening to Jin Zhongrui's analysis, he could comment on the stage, but he didn't finish it anyway, so he thought Chen Tianhong was the most suitable.

However, Chen Tianhong, who always likes to give speeches, refused this time. The reason is very simple, he is tired of speaking!
Also, he really wasn't prepared, and he could just hang up temporarily, but he didn't think it was necessary. Let's wait until the "Sherlock Holmes Collection" comes out and wins the Ellen Master Award for the speech.

So Chen Tianhong knocked on the phone and said, "Let Mr. Jin come, I still have something to do."

"Gold? Yes."

Pearson didn't insist. He had no objection to his old friend commenting on the stage, because Jin Zhongrui's analysis just now was very good.

As for Jin Zhongrui himself, there is no problem.

Before getting up to go on stage, Pearson turned his attention back to Chen Tianhong and said again.

"Hongwen, would you like to join our International Detective Writers Association? I can be your referrer."

"I rely on."

Before Chen Tianhong could answer, Lu Huai who was on the side directly said something about "national quintessence". The bitterness that had been suppressed a few hours ago came back at this moment, and his anger multiplied several times.

Lu Huaiyi was one of the three accompanying people. He was not yet a member of the International Detective Writers Association, but he had always wanted to join and wear a cool badge like Ye Feng and the others.

Unfortunately, the requirements for becoming a member are a bit high. First of all, the works under your name must have a certain reputation in the industry and be recognized by most members. This is the most basic condition. The kind of status, in addition to other conditions.

In short, there are so many detective novel writers in China, and there are no more than 20 of them with the badge of the association, including Jin Zhongrui and other writers of the older generation who have closed their pens.

Now Chen Tianhong is going to enter easily?Got your coveted silver badge?

Is there any reason for this motherfucker!These Westerners are too discriminating!

Don't you have an age limit?Don't you have work requirements?Don't want them all?
Lu Huai was panting heavily, he understood that the so-called conditional restrictions could be changed, after all, the rules are made by people!

A dignified chairman of the conference personally acted as a recommender, how could someone deliberately get stuck.

But understanding is understanding, and being unhappy is not being unhappy. If Lu Huaiyi hadn’t retained a sliver of reason, Lu Huaiyi would stand up and point his nose and spray Pierson. You can break the rules. It doesn't matter.

But, why can't you recommend me too?Wouldn't it be good for one more person to join the association?

When Lu Huaiyi was furious, Chen Tianhong's next words almost made him bow down.

"Joining the International Detective Writers Association? It's not impossible, but is there any advantage? How about a Rolls-Tex first?"

(End of this chapter)