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Chapter Thirty-Five

    Qingchi Lianyang easily remembered who the man in front of him was.

    What's more, the "friend" that Ms. Yuzi's magical pen said is really fresh in people's memory.

    His friend Qingchi Lianyang didn't intend to make friends, but he wanted to ask someone for some questions.

    Most of the novelists’ early works were inspired by murders, and because they are all blind box works that are destined to have no “ending”, writing one-fifth or two-thirds depends on the mood, not too complicated outline and logic chain.

    So he started writing for the first time, and what he wrote was a short story, which was also commented by Osamu Dazai as 'it looks like it's not finished'.

    To be honest, if it weren't for the letter from 'Taiichiro' created by [Eternal Old Object] in that villa, and Miss Yuzi insisted on giving him the letter so that he could perfect the work, Aoike Renyang The Wife was not intended to be created.

    It can be said that the end of "Mother" is not the end, but the end of "Wife" is the first completed work written by Aoike Renyang after that incident.

    "Small Dog" doesn't count, it's an essay.

    The second work, Aoike Lianyang plans to write a novel directly.

    So a lot of "materials" are needed.

    "Materials" at the level of abilities.

    He went straight to the corner where Oda Sakunosuke was sitting.

    The always calm Oda Sakunosuke:!

    He confirmed that he had brought a gun, and recalled checking the bullets in the gun when he went out this morning, so he relaxed.

    Last time he asked the question 'Is this your supernatural novel?', before Lianyang Aoike had time to respond, he was disturbed by two conjurers who suddenly broke into the scene.

    In other words, Qingchi Lianyang might have wanted to silence him as an insider at that time, but he didn't have time.

    Oda Sakunosuke looked at Aoike Renyang who was getting closer and closer.

    The young man was still the same as when we met last time, the mask and hood were not bad, only a pair of sharp eyes that looked like they were about to kill were exposed.

    The broken hair in front of the shoulders was neatly braided into two strands of fine twist, and the decoration on the hood neutralized the ferocity very well, so that people would not feel scared when they saw him at the first sight.

    The person who designed the suit has great taste, but it's a pity that he wore a mask...

    No, is this the time to think about it?

    Oda Sakunosuke cleared out the messy thoughts in his mind, and began to think about the power gap between the two sides again.

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