Returning to Braiya Road, the two noticed the note posted on the door.
Lu Shi pulled it off and glanced at it.
"The landlord pays for gas, water, and...even the disposal of feces and urine costs money. There are so many scraps."
He folded the note and put it away.
Natsume Soseki on the side rubbed his forehead and said: "I don't know if the London in the book is the real London. For example, in "Sherlock Holmes", the landlady in it will take care of the daily life of the two tenants. How did it end up here... "
He was crestfallen.
Lu Shi explained: "The landlord is not discriminating against us. In the novel, Sherlock Holmes is messing around at home all day long, doing chemical experiments, shooting live ammunition, and playing the violin in the middle of the night. How much rent do you think he will pay?"
The implication is that Holmes not only rented the house, but also paid a considerable portion of the service fee.
He went on to add: "Also, don't forget the identity of Sherlock Holmes. He is the savior of Scotland Yard and a guest of many royal families in Europe. Everyone will like such a tenant."
Natsume Soseki nodded, then shook his head.
"That's not right. Holmes is so powerful. Why did he share the apartment in the first place? Is this reasonable?"
They entered the living room chatting.
Lu Shi smiled,
"Look, novels are such fragile things. They are prone to loopholes and cannot withstand scrutiny. So, don't ask, just ask because the plot requires it. Besides, Doyle has already forcefully explained that Holmes doesn't care about money. , and getting rich happened later, so sharing a house is not far-fetched."
This explanation was indeed forced, and Natsume Soseki didn't even bother to answer it.
After today's meeting with Doyle, he has already seen that the author of the novel dares to brag about anything for the sake of the plot.
However, through the conversation just now, he became more and more convinced that Lu Shi, his roommate, could write well. After all, he was so familiar with the customs and customs of London. It was as if he had lived here for a long time, like a person who knew it from birth.
Lu Shi lit the gas lamp and wrote three names in Chinese on the manuscript paper:
Seicho Matsumoto,
Arthur Conan Doyle,
Agatha Christie.
These three are the three great masters of reasoning literature.
This statement comes from "A Brief History of World Detective Novels" and was invented by the author Cao Zhengwen himself, so it is a unique concept in China.
Staring at their names, Lu Shi fell into deep thought.
Natsume Soseki was very curious, but since Riku Shiki's unpublished works were involved, he naturally hid behind him to avoid suspicion.
After a while, he couldn't help it anymore and asked, "What have you decided to write?"
Lu Shi said, "Well, I'm still thinking about it."
I had some disagreements with Doyle today. If he wants to write a novel of the same type as Doyle's masterpiece - a detective novel, it would be best if he saves his energy and writes it based on "The Sherlock Holmes".
That's why he listed those three names.
In fact, there is no need to hesitate, there is almost no second choice.
Lu Shi drew a circle on Agatha Christie's name, with a sinister smile on his lips, and murmured to himself: "I admit that you are very strong, but if I take out Sha Po, what will happen to you?" response?"
Natsume Soseki didn't understand, but he saw Lu Shi was concentrating on it and it was not easy to disturb him.
Lu Shi pondered,
Sha Po is the author of numerous works. Her famous works include: "Murder on the Orient Express", "The Roger Mystery", "The ABC Murders", "Tragedy on the Nile", "No Survivors"...
Picking out any one of these books is enough for future generations of mystery novel writers to use for their entire creative careers.
For example, "Tragedy on the Nile" has an almost perfect alibi in the book, and its core trick was copied at least five times in the first 300 episodes of "Detective Conan".
Which one should I use?
Lu Shi frowned.
Natsume Soseki on the side saw that he had not yet started writing, and asked in a low voice: "You haven't thought about it yet?"
Lu Shi said: "The literary thoughts are flowing like a fountain, and there are too many themes~"
This bullshit is outrageous.
Natsume Soseki pretended not to hear, and continued: "Then just pick the one with the widest audience. Didn't we just discuss it? The novel cannot withstand scrutiny. In this case, you might as well choose a novel subject to write about. "
This is true.
Lu Shibian stopped thinking about it and wrote the title "No Survivors".
In his mind, this book is not a mystery novel at all, but more like a crime suspense novel.
But precisely because of this, the sales of this book are very high, with more than 100 million copies sold worldwide.
Because novels purely centered on logic and trickery are neither easy to write nor easy to read, and their audience is still very small, while novels centered on plot are far more popular in the market.
Doyle's masterpiece "The Sherlock Holmes" is the best example. This series can hardly even be called a mystery novel. It is more in the category of detective and adventure novels, but its influence on a global scale is unparalleled.
Think about it, the story is strong and the ending has various twists and turns.
Moreover, the male protagonist is handsome and smart,
Readers will definitely enjoy reading it if they join in.
Lu Shi recalled the original text of "No Survival" attentively, and found that the content of the novel seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and his memory was especially clear. He didn't know if this was a sequelae left by time travel.
He took up his pen and wrote the beginning of the story:
Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
Ten little Indian boys, running for food;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.
There is no way to save one of them from choking, and only nine out of ten are left.
Nine little Indian boys sat up very late;
Nine little Indian boys stayed up late at night and were really sleepy;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.
I fell asleep and died, only eight of the nine were left.
…
Natsume Soseki watched from behind, goosebumps rising on his arms.
This beginning...
This beginning is really...
He thought of countless words to describe it, but found that he could never find the right one. He just felt that Lu Shi was writing something very new, so new that he didn't deserve to comment.
For an instant, under the illumination of the gas lamp, Lu Shi's figure seemed to have grown much taller.
Natsume Soseki tiptoed away from the table, took out a book and read it.
As a result, he became restless and couldn't read at all. He looked up in Lu Shi's direction from time to time.
Lu Shize seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, and he wrote as if he was inspired. The preface and the content of the first chapter were almost completed in one go. It only took three hours to finish the last sentence of the first chapter, just past lunch time. It didn't take long.
He stretched himself,
"Xiamu, come and take a look."
Natsume Soseki had been waiting for a long time. He quickly came forward and studied it carefully.
The strange thing is that after that stunning beginning, the first chapter seemed a bit bland, not low level, but just not low.
"It's good, but not good enough," he said.
After giving this evaluation, I felt that I was being too much and quickly bowed again and again.
"Sensational Mud Private Marseille!"
Lu Shi's head was full of black lines, ￣□￣｜｜
It was like experiencing the traditional performing arts engraved in the bones of Japanese people.
He waved his hand,
"What's there to apologize for? You're right. The beginning is really bland. After all, people haven't died yet~ It's okay. I'll write two more chapters today. After a lot of people die, it will naturally be fascinating."
