Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Please, please, today all the mistakes were my fault. I will definitely visit you after the ball to express my apologies."

Hishikibu bowed deeply to all the authors, her attitude very sincere.

The platinum authors exchanged ideas for a while and finally nodded in approval.

Although they were upset, their accumulated negative emotions were swept away, an effect that usually takes five or six dances to achieve, so it can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Since there was no loss and Shikibu's apology was quite decent, the novelist will definitely have to apologize to them later, so it wouldn't be unreasonable to give them a little leeway.

"Alright, since no one has any objections, I'll request the association to postpone the novelist's 'black room' for another month."

The black cat readily accepted the offer.

"The Fool God is really good."

Hishishibu ran over and tried to pick up the black cat and kiss it.

"Hey, stay away from me, woman."

The black cat was startled and nimbly triple-jumped away from her petting range.

"Just talk, don't get physical. I'm not that kind of cat."

"The black cat said unhappily."

What does this woman take it for?

It is the Fool, the greatest feline genius writer in the history of Metropolis, not one of those vulgar women who can only act cute and beg for patronage.

"The Fool God is so stingy."

Hishibu pouted.

"I'm stingy, I'm stingy because you've already become a cover."

The black cat said irritably.

Leaving aside the bickering between the man and the cat, Liu Zheng and the novelist have already left the "quill pen" club.

The moonlight spilled onto the road, just like the enchanting atmosphere at that moment.

"Senior, actually..."

After walking in silence for more than a hundred meters, the novelist finally couldn't help but speak.

"I know."

Liu Zheng interrupted her.

"Huh? Why?"

The novelist asked instinctively.

Although there was a slight mishap, she believed that both she and Hishikibu had no problem with their acting skills.

"Your friend's performance was relatively natural for me, but his performance for you was too obviously staged."

Liu Zheng said calmly.

He was an orphan who later became a journalist, so his ability to read people was much better than that of the average person.

The novelist lowered his head somewhat embarrassed.

"You tricked me so badly, shouldn't you make it up to me?"

Liu Zheng didn't embarrass her for long, and said it directly.

"Of course, senior, you can ask me to make amends however you wish."

The novelist immediately said.

"Except for helping you find other women."

She paused, then added.

"What are you saying? It's as if everyone I know is a lawless madman."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes and said.

Nightingale's case can only be considered as assisting in the investigation; his acquaintances, including himself, are all very law-abiding.

"So, what do you want me to compensate you for, senior? I'm available these few days."

The novelist gave Liu Zheng a meaningful look.

Unfortunately, he was slippery all over and couldn't be hooked at all.

"Could you help me withdraw an arrest warrant?"

Liu Zheng asked directly.

"Male and female?"

The novelist asked warily.

"male."

"Oh, then please elaborate, senior."

The novelist relaxed a little.

"His name is Kill Sauce, or Fire Mage, or the guy who touches bear dicks. Of course, the name on the wanted poster may not be these."

"Anyway, his crime was killing the deputy director of the city hall's sanitation department and a member of the Jordan family."

He said.

"Oh, I know who you're talking about, senior."

The novelist immediately said.

That incident caused quite a stir, after all, it had been many years since anyone dared to take action against an official of that rank.

If the police hadn't already determined that this was purely an accident and the perpetrator wasn't targeting the city hall, it wouldn't have been as simple as just an arrest warrant.

At the very least, the entire police force was mobilized, and special task forces swept through the area, from the old city to the border region, taking even the stones along the way back for interrogation.

"Can it be revoked?"

Liu Zheng asked expectantly.

Although the fisherman offered a solution, it was firstly quite complicated, and secondly, he was a person from the old era, so his solution might not be effective.

"It's not a good idea."

The novelist shook his head with a troubled expression.

Their family doesn't have direct and powerful connections within the police department. They can ask a familiar legislator for help to get someone out of trouble, but directly withdrawing the arrest warrant is beyond their reach.

The main reason is that since she decided to give up the short story field, her family's support for her has decreased a lot; otherwise, she wouldn't have moved to an ordinary neighborhood like Green Garden Crazy City.

Of course, Crazy City isn't exactly an ordinary neighborhood.

As far as the novelist knows, there are many eccentric people from various families and races living there, and she is considered to be quite law-abiding among them.

"What if I could gain the sanitation department's understanding and then weaken the Jordan family's power?"

Liu Zheng told the novelist about the fisherman's method.

"If we can do those two things, then it's indeed possible. I'll ask someone to communicate with the Public Security Bureau, and there shouldn't be any problems."

She thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, I'll let you know when the time comes."

Liu Zheng said.

"Does the Jordan family need my help with their affairs?"

The novelist asked.

"Let me try it myself first, and I'll let you know if I can't figure it out."

"By the way, can your keyboard copy the Five Virtues characters on my body?"

He remembered and said.

"It is possible, but at most you can copy a few glyphs, and you can only copy one character."

"That's okay too."

Liu Zheng nodded.

The Five Virtues script should be quite helpful in the evolution of the French plane tree into a phoenix. Since Si Xue does not allow him to transfer it, he can only copy it. Even if the effect is worse, it is better than nothing.

"Alright. Which character would you like to copy, senior?"

The novelist asked.

Let's choose the word 'trust'.

He thought for a moment and said.

The French plane tree has absolutely no connection to the characters '德' (virtue) and '仁' (benevolence), and the character '义' (righteousness) seems unlikely either. Only the character '信' (trust) should have some relevance.

After all, it can't even lie, and it's always been honest when you do business with it.

"Okay, senior."

This time, the novelist took the keyboard out of his clothes, pried off the "Ctrl" and "C" keys, and then pressed them onto Liu Zheng's stomach.

The incident happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to put on his clothes.

The novelist felt the burning heat on his abs, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

Liu Zheng looked up at the sky; the moon tonight was truly magnificent.

"By the way, I copied the character '信' (xin). Will the Dragon Raja entry from earlier be overwritten?"

He suddenly remembered and asked.

"No, senior. Dragon Raja has already been saved to the keyboard."

The novelist said.

"That's good."

He didn't want to suffer like that again.

Perhaps because it wasn't a copy of Liu Zheng's own memories, the burning pain was much less intense this time.

Soon, the novelist reluctantly let go of his hand.

"Alright, senior. Just press these two buttons on the appropriate surface and you can paste the character '信' (letter) on it."

She handed the "Ctrl" and "V" keys to Liu Zheng.

"Okay, I'll return it to you next time we meet."

"Senior, won't you let me take you home? The metropolis is quite dangerous at night."

The novelist suggested.

"That's okay too."

He showed no intention of refusing.

Free bodyguards are available, so why not take them?

He's not even fully human anymore, so what's the point of maintaining the dignity of a man?

However, Liu Zheng did not have the novelist take him directly to the restaurant, but instead went to Rose Street first.

As soon as you enter Rose Street, the gaze of the plane trees is drawn to you, with countless roots breaking through the soil, ready to burst forth.

The plane trees are more sensitive at night than during the day.

Only after recognizing Liu Zheng did it put away the tree roots, but its eyes were still full of vigilance.

However, it wasn't directed at Liu Zheng, but at the novelist beside him.

"Then I'll trouble you to wait here for me for a while."

Liu Zheng said to the novelist.

"Okay, senior."

The novelist obediently replied.