I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

Shiina Mashiro fell silent, and when urged by the reader like this, she finally answered her own arrangement.

——[Mr. Xiu will survive. 】

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

The host was moved, he wiped his sweat, and said with a wry smile, "It's really great, Teacher Qingshan, I'm actually the one CP that I'm standing on."

He quickly changed the topic and asked: "There is a reader who has always liked your work, Teacher Aoyama. He said that although your work violates the principle that the detective series cannot write about supernatural beings, it is also quite technical in reasoning. , Then, why did Teacher Aoyama create this work?"

Shinshiro hesitated for a while, and soon, she said to the microphone: "I drew it because I acted with Sherlock Holmes."

——【Sherlock Holmes!Sure enough, Aoyama-sensei, you really like Mr. Sherlock from Sherlock Holmes. You only became interested in creating this work after reading this British book! ? 】

The host said excitedly.

--【no. 】

Suddenly, even the host next to him was stunned, Zhenbai shook his head slightly, denying this statement.

——[Eh, no, but you didn’t say it was because of Sherlock Holmes…]

——[I came up with this story when I acted with Sherlock Holmes. 】

Shiina Mashiro said, "Sherlock Holmes taught me how to create stories in this way."

The host was stunned, he seemed to understand, and hurriedly asked.

——【Wait a minute, wait a minute... Aoyama-sensei means, have you ever seen the real Mr. Holmes! ? 】

This is undoubtedly an explosive development, and the barrage suddenly increased again, and the effect of the program was overwhelming.

"Yes."

Really admit it.

The young Two-dimensional host couldn't help but smiled, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qingshan, as far as I know, Sherlock Holmes is just a character in a novel. Does he really exist? If so, what kind of character is he?" What kind of person?"

For a moment, the atmosphere cooled down.

Shiina Mashiro, was asked about this crux of the matter that wasn't a manga...

on the other hand.

Li Yan chased the kitten and hurried to the street.

Just as he was chasing, on the edge of a quiet urban street, under an emerald green tree, he saw Wiggins trembling there.

"Huh, I finally found it."

Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief and walked up without any explanation.

What he didn't expect was that when Li Yan's eyes were only on the kitten, he accidentally bumped into someone. He stood firm, but the soft-bodied man fell to the ground and made a sound of pain. .

"Sorry, are you alright..."

Seeing this, Li Yan hurriedly apologized and asked.

However, at this time, Li Yan's expression changed slightly when he saw the two people in front of him.

In the live broadcast room, at this moment, Mashiro answered the host's question.

——[If I can get rid of the scourge of Moriarty for the society, then I would rather end my detective career.I can say that I have not wasted my life at all.If the journey of my life ends tonight, I too can die with a clear conscience.The air in London is fresh because of my presence.In more than a thousand cases I have worked on, I believe, I have never used my power in the wrong place. 】

——[I think this is the line that best represents Sherlock Holmes. 】

——[Holmes has never used his strength in the wrong direction. 】

Shiina Mashiro said slowly, this real voice made the host, the audience, whether it was the host, the audience, the editors, Nanami and Rita, and the old man on the road, were all moved.

——[I have been following Sherlock Holmes, just to see that he has never used his power in vain... I know, he is my moonlight mentor. 】

……

"Hello, Sherlocks."

The one who fell was a petite, but cute-looking European girl, and the one who greeted Li Yan was an old man who seemed to be familiar with him. and mysterious.

Li Yan remembered that he seemed to have seen this old grandfather at the British Museum in his freshman year, and he had a deep memory...

Volume [-] Supplementary Volume · Fanwai Pure White [Ending]

At noon, room 605 of Yiyuan Apartment.

"Really white grandpa!"

A surprised voice shouted from Nanami's mouth.

In this apartment building, Qingshan Qihai became frightened after seeing these two Europeans, especially this old grandfather. She is the only person who has never seen her grandfather among the people who are close to Zhenbai.

"Yes, girl."

An English with a pure London accent, with an old and deep magnetism, just hearing such a voice, I feel that there is an indescribable style and charm of the old man, the wrinkles on his face are like being blown by the wind The black clothes and hat on his body made him look more like an old hunter walking in the virgin forest. He was older than a few years ago, and his hair was paler.

The old man smiled and nodded.

"Welcome...welcome..."

Qi Hai trembled. She tried very hard to say the welcome speech, but she felt that after saying this sentence, the next conversation would be even more embarrassing.