When Maijo Kyousuke looked at Eryu's beautiful and angry eyes, he naturally understood the reason!
Matsuura Jun immediately looked at the audience and said with a sneer:
"Depend on women? Eat soft food?"
"Mr. Matsuura Jun, as the editor-in-chief of Guangbunshe, how can you say such vicious remarks?"
"Is it because you rejected my manuscript in the first place, and now that you see me winning the award, you don't like me and feel resentful towards me?"
"Or...you were instructed by someone to deliberately discredit me to achieve a certain purpose?"
Maijo Kyousuke turned to look at Eryumeimei behind him, and continued to speak to the audience:
"Mr. Matsuura Jun, I remember that you are the editor of Guangbunsha, and you are also the editor in charge of the Japan Mystery Writers Association Award."
"I heard Miss Edome once mention that the writer who competed with me for the Edogawa Ranpo Climbing Dragon Award with "Astrological Murder Magic" is called Izawa Motohiko, and his book is called "Sarumaru Vision Line".
"Could it be that "Sarumaru's Vision" participated in the Edogawa Ranpo Award and also participated in the Japan Mystery Writers Association Award?"
"Because you also want to praise Izawa Motohiko's "Sarumaru: The Vision", so you came to my award ceremony, and want to increase the sales of "Sarumaru: The Vision" by discrediting me?"
"Otherwise, I really can't figure out why you want to discredit me!"
Maijo Keisuke's words made Matsuura Jun look embarrassed. A group of reporters obviously smelled the hot spot, and even carrying equipment on their backs, they surrounded Matsuura Jun!
Seeing the reporter rushing over, Maijo Kyousuke showed a smile on his face and continued to question:
"Mr. Matsuura Jun, because of our personal grudges, you can just smear me alone."
"But when the Denglong Award was being judged, there were five other judges present."
"You said that I won the Climbing Dragon Award by relying on soft food? That my works are not worthy?"
"Then may I ask, did you mean something? Insinuating that the other five judges are dim-sighted?"
Matsuura Jun's face turned blue and purple when he was questioned by Maijo Keisuke, but he couldn't say a word!
Because no matter how you explain it, you are still in conflict with the other five judges!
Thinking of this, Matsuura Jun also understood that he had completely failed in smearing Maijo Kyousuke, so he immediately grabbed his briefcase and planned to leave.
Maijo Keisuke and Eryome were embarrassed by Matsuura's punishment. If Maijo Keisuke didn't have the ability to reverse the situation, he might be ruined by the "peach scandal" caused by Matsuura.
Seeing that Matsuura Jun was about to leave with his briefcase, Maijo Keisuke naturally would not let go of this opportunity to beat him up, and questioned Matsuura Jun again:
"Mr. Matsuura Jun, do you still remember what you said to me in the coffee shop?"
Matsuura Jun was running towards the door. When he heard Maijo Keisuke's words, he suddenly stopped and turned around with horrified eyes, staring at the smiling Maijo Keisuke on the podium.
Because Matsuura Jun already knows what this guy Kyousuke Maijo has in mind!
"Mr. Matsuura Jun, I remember you told me at that time that basic reasoning is dead!"
"In this day and age, writing literal reasoning will only lead to death!"
"Excuse me? Mr. Matsuura Jun, can you repeat what you said to me at the scene?"
"Right in front of masters like Takao Tsuchiya and Tetsuya Ayukawa!"
"Let me say it again, reasoning is dead!"
As soon as Maijo Keisuke finished speaking, Matsuura Jun felt nearly a hundred eyes flying towards him like swords!
Seeing that Maijo Keisuke was forcing him to a dead end, Matsuura Jun could only glare at Maijo Keisuke on the stage with resentment, and then roughly pushed away the reporters around him and fled out of the hall!
After all, if you stay here any longer, you might be beaten to death by a group of writers who stick to their own reasoning!
Maijo Kyousuke looked at Matsuura Jun who was running away, feeling very happy in his heart.
Turning his head and blinking at Jiang Liumei behind him, he once again aimed his gaze at the people in the audience:
"Sorry for letting a fly disrupt my book promotion."
"Please forget the unpleasantness just now and return to the previous topic."
Maijo Keisuke held the microphone, threw the Sherlock Holmes trophy in his hand to Eryumi behind him, sat casually on the edge of the podium, smiled and said to everyone in the audience:
"When I said before that I wanted to write a work that you have never seen, never heard, and can't write at all, I believe everyone here will think that I am an "extremely arrogant" person, right? "
"But it's a pity that I am very humble and not arrogant at all."
"Because the word arrogance itself means extremely arrogant and arrogant."
"But I'm not that kind of person. On the contrary, I respect everyone here very much. No matter whether you are writing about the original style, the changing style, the social style, or the tough guy style, as long as you are a senior, I respect them very much! "
"After all, Japan's reasoning cannot be supported by one person alone."
"Even if it's Mr. Edogawa, Mr. Yokomori, or Mr. Matsumoto on the stage, they can only represent an era, but they cannot represent all of reasoning!"
"Actually, Japan's reasoning was created by us!"
"So, I have great respect for everyone here!"
"But respect does not mean status, and respect does not mean strength!"
"We are all well-known figures in the industry, so we naturally understand that the reason why a writer is called a writer does not come from respect!"
"The reason why a writer is called a writer is because he can write beautiful books based on his strength!"
"And I, Maijo Kyousuke, am the one with this strength!"
"Even if Mr. Matsumoto Seicho is standing behind me, I still dare to say this!"
Maijo Kyousuke slowly stood up from the ground, took off the top hat on his head, looked at the nearly two thousand people in the audience and said word by word:
"If you think that I, Kyousuke Maijo, am just bluffing and trying to please others, don't you believe that I can write a book that none of you here can write or read?"
"Then you all just have to listen to me!"
"I, Maijo Kyousuke, would like to challenge all the writers present!"
"I will not only write a mystery novel that you have never seen before and will never be able to write!"
"At the same time, I will spend a week writing another short mystery novel in Kodansha's short mystery magazine "Top Hat" that you can only look up to!"
"If any of you here are not convinced, you can submit an article to Top Hat magazine and compete with me on the same stage!"
“The popular vote will be released in the second issue of Top Hat magazine then!”
"Announced in the third issue of Top Hat magazine!"
"If the voting results show that I lost to any of you! Not only will I quit the mystery literary world, I will also call everyone here to publicly apologize to you!"
After finishing his words, Maijo Keisuke turned off the microphone, respectfully shook hands with Matsumoto Seicho, expressed his gratitude, and then left the podium with Eryumi and Uyama Himideomi.
Matsumoto Seicho looked at the backs of the three people walking away, his eyes that had become a little cloudy with a strange look.
"Will you be the person who can take the world of Japanese mystery literature to the next level?"
Matsumoto Kiyoshi looked at the back of Maijo Keisuke, and suddenly the figures of Edogawa Ranpo and Maijo Keisuke overlapped together, leaving them in his memory.
