[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

Po was concentrating on what he was saying when he suddenly felt an itch on the side of his face. When he looked up, he saw Ranpo's enlarged face.

He was startled and almost exclaimed, "Ranpo?!"

The latter approached him not because he was curious about the plot of the novel, but just looked at Po with his squinting eyes and couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that you are quite free."

Po tried to remain calm, but still couldn't help but take a step back, "Why are you suddenly getting so close?!"

Ranpo curled his lips and didn't answer his question.

"The exterminator has not come yet. To vent my anger, I have come up with a good idea." Ranpo snatched the novel from Po's hand and said words with a calm face that made the latter extremely sad.

"Now I will find out the murderer in this novel."

Po looked at the novel that appeared out of thin air in Ranpo's hand in disbelief, lowered his head in panic, and when he found that his hands were empty, he was obviously panicked.

“Don’t! Don’t!!”

Po was clearly panicking and anxious, but he just danced and jumped around Ranpo and never tried to snatch the novel away in a rude manner.

I don’t know whether he was afraid of knocking the raccoon away or hurting Ranpo.

Ranpo didn't understand Poe's excitement, "Anyway, we'll know who the murderer is tomorrow."

Poe asked subconsciously, "Tomorrow? Why?"

Faced with Poe's question, Ranpo was naturally willing to explain. He stretched out two fingers and shook them back and forth.

"The murderer's motives were two: hatred and money. The murderer heard the details from the author before the fourth chapter was completed. In other words, he had a very close relationship with the victim." Ranpo paused for half a second, "His murderous intention came from this. Why did the murderer commit the crime immediately after the author finished writing the manuscript?"

"Because he's been waiting for the novel to be finished," Poe said uncertainly.

Ranpo nodded in praise. "The more people make a fuss about this murder case, the more valuable the manuscript will be. He just wants to sell the manuscript at a high price."

Po had already lost his composure due to Ranpo's step-by-step speculation. His slightly long hair covered most of his face, but still could not hide his unnatural look.

Especially after hearing Ranpo's affirmative words, he turned his head away with a guilty conscience, "He may not sell it."

Ranpo closed the novel proudly and raised his head with certainty, "He can."

Then he turned sideways, facing Poe, with a smile on his face, "It's better to say that he has sold it."

Poe didn't dare to look at him, and could only mechanically reply, "Who are you selling it to?"

Ranpo replied coldly, "Sell it to you."

Poe, who was completely seen through, didn't even have the idea of ​​quibbling. He just felt that he had been seen through from the inside out.

This feeling not only did not make Poe feel afraid, but instead a sense of "it should be like this" dominated his emotions.

As if convinced by Ranpo's reasoning, he arched his body slightly like a deflated ball and sighed heavily.

The little raccoon seemed to have sensed his master's mood. He kicked his legs and jumped directly from Ranpo's head to Po's shoulder. His big fluffy tail swayed and ruffled Po's hair.

Ranpo continued to finish off the enemy mercilessly, "Your excellent assistant told me that."

Ranpo and Raccoon made eye contact, and his tone softened a little. "There are a lot of people outside on weekends, and it is dangerous and troublesome to take a small animal out. But you still brought him out, so that others can recognize you when you meet. In other words, you and the other party don't know each other. And in the chat not long ago, you also mentioned the auction. If you want to sell this sensational fourth chapter, there is no better place than an underground auction. Do you want me to continue?"

Ranpo handed over the novel in his hand.

Po took it tremblingly, his heart already numb. Was it so that his words were full of holes?

For a moment, I didn't know whether I felt more embarrassed after being exposed, or more admiration for Ranpo?

Once again, he sighed heavily.

He held the novel in his arms and raised his head, his tone was filled with grievance, "I want to solve the mystery by myself...but if the manuscript is bought by the police, the truth will be exposed."

Ranpo remained noncommittal. "That's strong evidence. If you hand it over to the police now, you'll receive a letter of appreciation."

Po smiled awkwardly, "Let's do it this way. It only cost 20 million to buy it anyway."

? ? ? ? !

Ranpo was stunned on the spot. His relaxed expression was replaced by a daze. Incredibly, he seemed to have stopped breathing...

Twenty...twenty million? ! ! ! ! !

Poe rubbed the tip of his nose, "What's that expression on your face? The design team leader's rank is third in the 'group', and you forgot about this little money the next day after you spent it."

! ! ! !

The next day...I forgot about it.

Ranpo turned his head away in disappointment, he was almost laughing out of anger.

"Are you stupid?!"