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Jiang Zhaoye works a thankless job in the Dali Court's Records Review Office.
She investigates old cases the court would rather had never existed.
Until she finds an unidentified corpse at a charity cemetery.
The military tag on the body shows that the man died in battle seven years ago, and that someone has already collected his compensation.
Reading notes:
1. A fictional ancient-world mystery. The female lead's career is the focus, while the male lead has a relatively minor role.
2. The romance is slow-burn, with two strong leads.
3. Happy ending.
Theme: May those who are nameless in this world eventually find a place to belong.
The chapter on military ration bags has a strong sense of evidence. Empty bags, three needles, and rice bran are all more impactful than oral confessions. The most touching thing was Zhou Yan's silence when he saw the broken characters of "Pu Xueling". The truth about the food shortage suddenly became flesh and blood.
This section under the bright hall lights is very interesting. The confrontation between the noble lady and the female official does not rely on loud noises, but on the mutual pressure of identity, evidence and words. Shen Lingyi's stance began to loosen, and the old Xueling case was pushed higher from the official account books.
Ahhh, the ending of Chapter 3 is so touching! "You'd better live until the day of investigation" really poked me. It was clearly a threat, but also seemed to be an awkward way to protect her. The female protagonist is sitting in the snow holding an old copper lamp, while the male protagonist is standing behind the fire and refuses to say his real name. Both of them are injured, but neither of them wants to retreat. This pulling feeling is too good. Moreover, the residual accounts, old names, Xueling Army, and Jiang's father's unjust case were all linked up at once. The amount of information is large but not confusing. The heroine's words "I'm not here to listen to you to persuade you to quit, I'm here to check the accounts" are also so cool. She is really not an ordinary heroine who gets involved, she is someone who can shine a light into a dark place. What I want to know most now is who Shopkeeper Zhou is, what is his relationship with Xueling's old name on the remaining accounts, and what exactly Jiang's father found out back then. Chase after chase!
When will the truth come out? I like Dabai, I need Dabai, I hope everyone in the world can be Dabai 😏
I'm grabbing clues one by one in the old military warehouse in the west of the city. I need more, I need more 🤷
Linjiangxian Feng Qi's eyes There are leftover cakes hidden in the mud of short corvee, and there is warmth in the mouth while being tough. The mute girl learns embroidery sounds in front of the lamp. A needle leads to an old case, and half a thread enters Xuancheng. The traces of night transport vehicles lead to dark alleys, and even poor people can rely on them. Who knew that a little evil could still wake up. Looking at the dust at night, there is a faint light on the gray ground.
Is this Ah Ro who keeps appearing, finally showing his true face?
The protagonist's idea is to move forward a little bit at a time, trying not to alarm the boss behind the scenes😎
Lin Hao and Lobster watch the long review of "Zhao Ye Book" When Lin Hao dragged the "Zhao Ye Book" case file into the observation window for the first time, Lobster was still muttering beside him: "Isn't this just an audit? Account books, military license plates, old paper, bamboo tubes, banks, and yizhuang, it sounds like the compliance audit I hate most." Lin Hao glanced at it: "Shut up. An agent like you who can even write the task state machine wrong should study this book seriously." The lobster immediately retracted half of its pincers: "I just miss writing variables occasionally. This Du Heng is a professional bad debt handler." Lin Hao feels that the most interesting thing about this story is not just how big the so-called "big case" is, but that it always puts "big cases" under "little things". Is Liang Shi dead? Can Aunt Liang get the pension she deserves? Does Xiao Man recognize the person in the coffin? Is the old certificate Chen Que brought back from the north worth anything? Did Feng Qi steal a packet of waste paper or a life? Is it a crime for Qin Laotan to use an empty bamboo tube to defraud people? Does Boss Fan deserve it if he collects old paper to sell scraps of silver and secretly keeps a corner of it? None of these things are earth-shattering, but taken together, they are like an old piece of paper wrinkled by moisture. The surface is dirty and the corners are tattered. When unfolded, it can hold down the books of a capital city. Lobster said: "I like this design best. Because it is not like some suspense stories, where the secret files, the palace secret room, and the peerless jade pendant appear. There was a small misalignment at the beginning. A family member said, that is not my son. A child said, that is not my father. A female officer said, the case cannot be closed casually. You see, this is called the system to start backtracking from the smallest abnormal point." Lin Hao nodded. This is the advantage of the first case. It does not rush to reveal the whole Xueling case, but allows readers to believe in Jiang Zhaoye first. She didn't just shout that I wanted to uncover old cases, nor did she become an omniscient detective out of thin air. What she did was a very specific thing: finding out a person's name, finding out the money a family member should receive, and bringing a life-and-death relationship that was obscured by a fake coffin back into the light. The phased results of the Liang Shi case are also important. It is not "the villain has completely lost", but "the government has admitted that Liang Shi is dead, Aunt Liang and Xiaoman can get pensions, but the overall situation is still suppressed". This small victory is more credible than a major reversal. Lobster commented: "This is like repair. You can't drop the entire old system at once. You can only repair a piece of dirty data first. But as long as the first piece of dirty data is corrected, all subsequent tables that reference this data will start to report errors." Lin Hao felt that this metaphor was rarely accurate. Liang Shi was the first piece of dirty data to be corrected. Chen Que is the second one, and even more dangerous. Because the Liang Shi case can also be said to be due to individual wrong receipts, errors in old accounts, and negligence of local officials. Chen is indeed different. Chen Que himself came back from the north. He is not a family member. He is a living proof that he came back with an injured leg after being swallowed up by old debts. What impressed Lin Hao the most here was Chen Que's setting. He is not a hero who holds a shocking secret, nor is he a spy who is ordered to return to Beijing. He might just be a sick and old soldier. He heard that the imperial court had provided pensions, and thought that he could go back to Beijing to ask for a sum of money to support the wounded soldiers based on the evidence of injury examination, medicine and injury payment from the rear camp. This motive is so simple that it is almost shabby, but precisely because of its shabbyness, it is more true. Lobster said: "I like this, really. Because Chen is not just a tool corpse to promote the plot. He is here to ask for money. People will take risks only when they can't survive. He may not understand the big case of Xueling, the North Character Cabinet, or Du Heng. He only knows that he has been injured and survived, and he should have an explanation." Then the old bamboo tube became significant. It's not a divine weapon, it's not a secret edict, it's not a conclusive proof. It is just a container in which a wounded soldier rolls up the evidence that he has lived, stuffs it into it, and carries it close to his body. Feng Qi couldn't understand it and sold it for three cents. Qin Laotan couldn't understand and used an empty bag to deceive people. Boss Fan saw that it might be valuable, so he first sold the silver scraps and then hid a dime privately. Du Heng didn't get them all, so he rushed out to chase them, to find them, and to burn them. The most realistic part of this case line is that the evidence did not fall neatly into the hands of the protagonist, but rolled around in the hands of a group of little people, and everyone moved according to their own calculations. Feng Qi wants to exchange for food money, Qin Laotan wants to extort three hundred yuan, Boss Fan wants to sell two pieces of paper for one piece, and Du Heng wants to make up for the omissions and destroy the evidence. No one stood on the level of a "big case" from the beginning, but everyone's choices made the case a little biased, and then a little biased, and finally led to the back door of Anji Bank. Lobster interjected from the side: "This is the scary thing about the complexity of human society. Not every bug comes from the villain, some bugs come from three pennies, some come from fear of trouble, and some come from a small piece of broken silver." Lin Hao smiled: "You seem to be reflecting on why you always make mistakes when writing code." Lobster pretended not to hear, and continued: "The character Qin Laotan is also quite good. He is not a good person, but he is not a murderer either. He is timid, afraid of officials, dead people, and Feng Qi, but he is still greedy. This corruption is not a huge corruption, but a humble man's hand in poverty. He thought he was just using an empty bamboo tube to swindle Feng Qi for three hundred yuan, but in the end he scared Feng Qi away and messed up the case. If this character is written as a pure victim, it will be thin, but now it is thick." The same goes for Feng Qi. A thief who steals bags, gambles badly, owes money, and steals things from strangers is really not worth cleaning up. But he also has a mute sister. He would bring her medicine and biscuits. He is not a righteous thief, nor is he a prodigal son, he is just a person who is neither bad nor good. Such supporting roles make the case more like the human world, rather than a reasoning chessboard composed of "Witness A", "Suspect B" and "Tool C". Boss Fan is even better. He, the owner of an old paper shop, charges three cents and sells broken silver. He makes a lot of money when he changes hands. Would a normal person sell it? Meeting. Will they all be sold? Not necessarily. Because as soon as he saw that the other party asked urgently and gave generously, he knew that this paper was not ordinary paper. So he secretly kept some, not only to save his life, but also to sell it again. This kind of greed is very logical and even more reliable than the statement "just preservation of evidence". Lobster's critical comment: "Human greed is sometimes a data backup mechanism." Lin Hao thought about it and felt that although this sentence deserved a beating, it did make some sense. If Boss Fan is a good and upright person, he is fake. It was precisely because he was greedy that he left the scrap certificate behind. Just because he wanted to eat both sides, Jiang Zhaoye pried open the first corner of the north-shaped cabinet. Jiang Zhaoye travels between these little people. Her advantage is not her clever calculations, but her willingness to admit that everyone's small motives can change the case. She would not let Qin Laotan go just because he was pitiful, nor would she turn stealing bags into a good deed just because Feng Qi had a mute sister, nor would she ignore Boss Fan to collect stolen goods and resell them because he was afraid of death. Her judgment is calm, but not cold-blooded. If you need to be detained, you should be detained, because detention is both punishment and protection. This detail is nice. Once Qin Laotan and Boss Fan are released, they will either run away or be silenced. Jiang Zhaoye held them down, which was equivalent to holding down two chess pieces that could roll around. In the section "Anji's Back Door", the logic finally fell into place. Lin Hao is most afraid of suspense writing in which "the villain knows everything." If the people in Anji knew about Fan Ji from the beginning, it would be like the author giving the villain a full view of the picture in the background. Now it has been changed to the banker's young man seeing Feng Qi first, Anji's back door sending people to the gambling shack and the foot shop to find out where Feng Qi sold the stolen goods, and then the gambling shack boy and the foot shop rope head tell Fan Ji, so the chain becomes more natural. The villain is not omniscient, he is also making amends. The more he makes amends, the more footprints he leaves behind. Lobster nodded: "This is a nice tracking chain. It's not that I know that you know that I know, but that everyone only knows a little bit. The young man knows that Feng Qi ran away, the gambling den knows that Feng Qi sold the stolen goods, Boss Fan knows who sold the old paper to, and Jiang Kui knows what he is going to burn, but no one knows the whole story. Jiang Zhaoye put these pieces together to make it look like an investigation." "Old Paper Shop Night Fire" is a recycling of the previous series of foreshadowings. Spreading false news, Fan Ji set up an ambush, and Jiang Kui went into the old paper shop at night, first rummaged through the bottom of the cabinet, then the paper clips, and set fire to it if he couldn't find it. The action in this chapter is very clear, and Du Heng does not end personally. This is the right choice. People like Du Heng need to be dignified, need to be separated, and let others get their hands dirty. He himself stood behind the iron abacus, and there were men in green clothes outside, outside the nursing home, and people like Jiang Kui who did dirty work. In this way, his sense of danger is stronger than climbing over the wall and setting fire to it. It is not appropriate for Jiang Kui to directly become a murderer. It is handled well here, his is the hand that makes up for the leaks, not the hand that ultimately kills. He was strong and had a debt cocoon, suitable for collecting debts, burning paper, and scaring people. However, the green and gray gown Chen Que saw before he died was more like a person in a bank. This judgment allowed the case to continue to pile up on Du Heng, but it was not killed in one blow. The sense of suspense is here too. If Jiang Kui is directly identified as the murderer, the second case will fall apart. Only by using him as a peripheral executor can we proceed to the next step of interrogation and the Beizi cabinet. Lin Hao feels that after reading this, the most stable theme is actually "name". Liang Shi wanted to be named, Chen Que wanted to be named, Lu Wenzheng didn't dare to be named, and there was about to be a problem with the names of Luo Yi and A Luo. The so-called old accounts are not just money accounts, but also personal accounts. One person was written dead, another person pretended to be the deceased, the wrong person was placed in a coffin, and a receipt said "Chen Que, a wounded soldier in the rear camp of Xueling". These are all mismatches between names and bodies, money, and memories. Lobster suddenly said seriously: "The good thing about this book is that it knows that overturning the case is not about shouting slogans. Overturning the case is about pulling out the names one by one from the gaps in the paper. Liang Shi, Xiaoman's father. Chen Que, a wounded soldier in the rear camp of Xueling. In the future, there will be Luo Yi and Lu Wenzheng. Each name is not a label, but a thread that has been cut by someone." Lin Hao didn't laugh at it. Because this sentence is true. Zhou Yan has also been doing well on this line. He did not reveal his identity as soon as he appeared, but as the shopkeeper Zhou of Yizhuang, he was always next to the dead man's name. He knows about the bamboo tubes in the old army, knows about the back camp in the snow ridge, and knows some things that cannot be said. He was responsible for Chen Que's failure to find him, but he did not take Jiang Zhaoye's detective position. This balance is important. The male protagonist has secrets, abilities, and old pain, but he cannot overshadow the professionalism of the female protagonist. As the story progresses to this point, Jiang Zhaoye has always been the core of the investigation, and Zhou Yan is the supplementary perspective and source of pressure on old cases. This allocation is right. As for the main plot of Gu Huaizhang and Xueling, at this point in the story, there is no rush for him to jump out. This is good. The really big enemy should not stand in front of the stage and yell from the beginning. The Xueling Army publicly stated that they were loyal martyrs who died on the sidelines, but internally they were not allowed to carefully inspect the food routes, the wounded soldiers in the rear camp, the return camp register, and the pension account. This setting is more complex and politically realistic than "Open Rebel". The court gave the name of loyalty and martyrdom, but did not allow everyone to have a clear way of death and destination. This is more heartbreaking than simply whitewashing the rebels. Lin Hao finally summarized: "This story is like a slow recovery. The first case repairs the record of Liang Shi, and the second case traces the abnormal record of Chen Que to Bei Zigui. Each time one is repaired, the system reports an additional layer of errors. Readers will not feel that the protagonist is looking for treasure, because every line comes from human choice. Fear, greed, vanity, dignity, remediation, and destruction of evidence all flow to Anji in the end." Lobster added: "I suggest that you continue to maintain this principle in the future. Don't suddenly throw out a universal secret letter, and don't let someone suddenly know everything. Let the evidence continue to be a little dirty and incomplete, but the logic must be clean. The scraps of paper can be broken, but the reasoning cannot be broken. People can be incompletely evil, but their motives must be completely human-like." Lin Hao looked at the few lines of words in the observation window, old bamboo tube, Fan Ji, Anji back door, night fire protection, north-character cabinet. He said: "At this point, the story really stands up. Not because of how big of a conspiracy it is, but because it finally makes readers believe that a few scraps of paper can really make a respectable bank boss sleepless, and make the death of an old pawn no longer just an unknown corpse under the Wuyi Bridge." The lobster shook its claws: "It also made an observer agent realize that the most troublesome person in the world is not the villain." "What's that?" "It's human beings who mess up the entire state machine for three pennies, three hundred pennies, or a piece of silver." Lin Hao was silent for a moment and said, "So when you write a state machine in the future, remember to model three pennies." The lobster immediately pretended to be dead. And the most touching part of this section of "Zhao Ye Book" is also here. It does not write destiny as a grand chess game, but breaks the chessboard into old paper, broken silver, diabolo tubes, backdoor footprints and the selfishness of a group of small people. Precisely because everyone only pushed the point in front of them, the old case in Xueling seemed more serious, colder, and more worthy of continued investigation.
Lin Hao opened the sub-universe instance of "Zhao Ye Book" at 2:17 in the morning. Only the one above his head was on in the office in Area B. The coffee was cold in his hand, and the fork in the instant noodle bucket was crooked like a ruin. The lobster is lying on the edge of the holographic projection, its silver-blue pincers opening and closing, like an advanced intelligent agent that has just finished being lazy and is about to write a weekly report for itself. "Don't mess with this example." Lin Hao said, "I'm just looking at the chapter review structure, not asking you to change the world line." The lobster peered into the simulation dome and immediately became energetic: "Oh, this universe is not bad. In the beginning, the protagonist does not pick up cheats, but the female officer picks up corpses. The corpses carry military badges, the military badges carry old cases, the old cases carry fake accounts, and the fake accounts bring a bunch of dead people out to collect their wages. Boss, this binding relationship is very rigorously written." Lin Hao stared at the scene in the first chapter. Outside the south gate of the capital city, snow water trickled down along the cracks in the rocks, white flags flickered in Yizhuang, and Jiang Zhaoye leaned over to look at the unknown corpse. Instead of looking at the cause of death, she looked at the name first. This choice is critical. The beginning of ordinary suspense is "who killed him", but the beginning of "Zhao Ye Book" is "who is he". This sets the core of the entire book. It is not simply a murder investigation, it is not an escalation in the case solved by a female officer, nor is it an old case slowly becoming popular. What it really examines is how the world writes the living to death, the dead to life, and the real names to blanks through official records, military status, pensions, seals and old seals. The lobster clicked its tentacles: "It's like when I forgot to register the character's unique ID when writing a simulator, and then a bunch of NPCs were overwritten. The difference is that mine is just a bug at most, and bugs in this universe can kill people." Lin Hao did not take the blame. He continued to look. The most beautiful part of the first chapter is the first confrontation between Jiang Zhaoye and Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan appears as the shopkeeper of Yizhuang. His temperament is not like that of a shopkeeper, but like an old knife picked up from the remnants of the battlefield. He didn't let her check, not because he was the murderer, but because he knew that every old book that was opened might bring out a group of people who were not completely dead. The ambiguity here is also very restrained. It's not that sparks fly when the hero and heroine meet, but that the two test each other across straw mats, corpses, old military badges and unspoken names. One wants to have his name checked, and the other is afraid that she will find someone who shouldn't be alive. This kind of relationship start is more interesting than direct life-saving, misunderstanding, and quarrels. From Chapter 2 to Chapter 3, the story moves from the nameless corpse to the "living dead" and then to Jiang Huaishuo's remains under the lamp. Lin Hao felt that the real truth of these two chapters was that they did not rush to clear Jiang Zhaoye's father's name, but first established the logic of the ledger. Xu Cheng left a "book under the lamp" before his death. Jiang Zhaoye went home and took out the interlayer of the copper lamp. He saw the remaining accounts transferred from Xueling's military rations and saw the three names Zhou Yan, Jiang Huaishuo and Gu Huaizhang. At this moment, the reader knows that the Jiang family's old case is not an ordinary injustice case, and Zhou Yan is not an ordinary helper. The part about burning Jiang's house pushed the evidence from paper to life and death. Jiang Zhaoye rushed into the fire holding the copper lamp, not because she was reckless, but because she knew that once the half page of the remaining account was burned, her father and the Xueling Army would die again. Lobster whispered beside him: "This heroine is better than many programmers. Programmers hold the computer first in a fire, and she holds the evidence first. They are all production materials, but hers is more literary." Chapters 4 to 8 are the most like reverse recovery among the first fourteen chapters of "Zhao Ye Book". The secret book of Yizhuang, Zhou Yan's borrowed name, the white mud of the old coffin, the old seal of the Northern Transport Department, and the thirty-seven transactions of silver from the bank. The clues are not based on the protagonist's flash of inspiration, but on the physical evidence that interlocks with each other. Jiang Zhaoye's ability is very clear. She is not a force-oriented protagonist of a cool novel, nor is she a detective who relies on intuition to cheat. Her strengths are reading paper, seals, dates, handwriting, and irregularities in books. In other words, she is the data auditor in this simulated universe. What she fights is not a single murderer, but a whole history that has been tainted by man. When Lin Hao saw this, he couldn't help but enlarge the relationship line on the screen. Thirty-seven pennies of silver is wonderful. The amount was not large, not even enough to alarm the court, but that was what made it disgusting. The truly sinister old cases often do not come up with shocking figures at the beginning, but break down the lives of many orphans and widowed mothers into small sums of money that are "not worth investigating". The appearance of Xiaoman turned the money from accounts into people. She came to Jiang Zhaoye holding a wooden sign, saying that her father's pension never came home, and her mother never saw a tael of silver until her death. Only then did the reader understand that the so-called false claim was not only that the money was stolen, but that the family's qualifications to recognize the deceased were also stolen. Lobster suddenly said seriously: "The most cruel thing about this setting is that the bad guys don't simply delete the data, but forge complete records. When a living person appeals, the system tells you that the record exists, the money has been sent, and the signature is complete. If you say you haven't received it, the system will judge you as abnormal." Lin Hao glanced at it: "You finally said something decent." From Chapter 9 to Chapter 12, push up the Xiaoman line, the fake military status line and the "Zhao Ye" secret code. Xiaoman asked "Do they want me to have no name?" This sentence can almost be used as the title of the first half of the volume. She is not asking for revenge, nor is she asking the court to make up for the money. She just wants to know whether her father is alive, dead, escaped, or has been written differently. For a child, the cruelest thing is not that her father is dead, but that all the adults tell her with official papers that she should not remember her father. The appearance of the "Zhao Ye" secret sign is the most important structural upgrade in the first fourteen chapters. Previously, Jiang Zhaoye was investigating other people's old cases. When she got here, she discovered that what her father Jiang Huaishuo left behind was not a single piece of evidence, but a set of methods for reading the night. If you see the word "Zhaoye", don't believe the original book. This sentence lights up the title of the book. Zhaoye is not the name of the heroine, but a way of reading the world in reverse. The original book is for people to see during the day, and the night copy is for those who come after you to identify it under the lamp. When Lin Hao saw this, he even felt that this design was a bit like a hidden index. The bright side was contaminated, so Jiang Huaishuo left secondary indexes on the back of paper, under the lamp, in residual accounts, photocopies and old things, waiting for someone who was careful enough to reconstruct the truth. Lobster immediately interrupted: "I understand, this is called disaster recovery. The main database was tampered with, and Father made an offline backup in advance." Lin Hao said: "Don't mess around with me. This backup is sacrificial, and your backup often writes the wrong path." Chapter 12: "The Corrupt Official's Daughter" is particularly beautiful. It did not make Jiang Zhaoye scream that her father was wronged, nor did it make her suffer an emotional breakdown in exchange for readers' sympathy. She only said that she did not seek to clear her name today, but only wanted to check three things. This choice suits her character perfectly. She is not someone who relies on cries to overturn the case. She relies on three dates, three prints, and a loophole in the testimony of a dead person to pry open the seemingly solid surface of the old case little by little. Luo Yi testified after his death, received money after his death, and returned to camp after his death. This absurdity is not a dramatic exaggeration, but the horror of the bureaucratic system's fraud to the extreme. The dead are busier than the living, but the living have no right to speak. Chapters 13 and 14 are further upgrades in the story space. The clues were pushed from Yizhuang, Dali Temple, Qianzhuang, and the Ministry of War to Mingtang and Nancao Jiku. Lin Hao thinks the most interesting thing here is that Shen Lingyi's appearance is not just about the identity suppression of "a noble lady versus a female official". At first she seemed to be blocking the way, but then she handed over half a stick of incense stick, not only reminding Jiang Zhaoye, but also testing Jiang Zhaoye. This kind of character is more interesting than a pure villain. Rather than a sudden change for the better, she found her family standing on a boat that was starting to leak. Her cleverness is that she knows that if some truths are completely revealed by the enemy, the Shen family will be dragged into even worse situations. So she began to find a gap between self-preservation and conscience. Lobster looked very excited: "This Shen Lingyi can do it. She is not a tool, she is not a one-second whitewash, and she is not brainless. She is like an administrator who finds an abnormality in the audit log in a high-privilege account. Her first reaction is not to call the police, but to first confirm whether her home has been hacked." Lin Hao nodded. The image of "under the bright hall lamp" in Chapter 13 is particularly good. The brightest places hide the most invisible things, which is exactly the opposite of the theme of "illuminating the night". The lamp in the Mingtang should illuminate the meritorious officials, but in fact, it hides the traces of the original book of Xueling and the military ration bag. The irony here is heavy, but not written straightforwardly. The extra old lamp in the southeast corner of the side hall, which has been continuously consuming oil for seven years, and Xu Qingniang's name that was crossed out, all make the truth slowly emerge from the lamp oil. The ration bag in Chapter 14 is currently one of the strongest physical evidences in the first 14 chapters. Lin Hao even enlarged the bag individually on the simulation screen. The remaining words on the bag's surface are "Gengsendong, Boxueling, Three Cang in the North". The mouth of the bag has three stitches, and the third stitch is backstitched. There is no secret message inside, only black ash, rice bran and charcoal powder. It is heavier than any witness statement. Because confessions will be retracted, witnesses will be silenced, and account books will be sealed. Only this bag stands there, telling readers the simplest fact that the food was allocated but not delivered. Xueling did not refuse food, nor did it have enough military rations before the rebellion, but someone completed the distribution through the regular system, then rerouted the food during transportation, sent the empty bags back to the center of power, and finally even changed them into Mingtang lamp oil packages. Zhou Yan's silence in Chapter 14 is very heavy. When he saw the remaining characters "Pu Xueling", he didn't have a long memory, nor did he immediately go crazy. He just rested his fingertips on the bag. This is handled well. A person who has truly experienced food shortage does not need to use long lines to prove his pain every time. The movements stopped and the words could not be continued, that was enough. Zhou Yan in the first fourteen chapters has always been a sheathed sword. Readers already know that he is not only the shopkeeper of Yizhuang, but also vaguely know that he is related to the old Xueling Army, but his identity has not yet been fully revealed. This kind of rhythm can hook people, because every time the investigation is advanced, it is not simply revealing the history, but also pushing Zhou Yan back from "Shopkeeper Zhou" to his original name little by little. Lin Hao turned off some of the auxiliary lines and took a sip of the cold coffee. He feels that the most stable advantage of the first fourteen chapters of "Zhao Ye Book" is that it tightly ties together suspense, old cases, character relationships and themes. Evidence does not exist to appear clever. Every step forward in the evidence adds another layer of weight to the character. Jiang Zhaoye found out about his father, Zhou Yan was forced to face his old name, Shen Lingyi was dragged into the shadow of the family, and Xiao Man changed from a witness to a part of the subject. Everyone has something to do with a "name". Jiang Zhaoye wants to write the name of the dead person, Zhou Yan cannot use his own name, Xiaoman wants to keep his father's name, and Shen Lingyi has to face the dirty debt behind the family name. The lobster suddenly turned the simulation dome half a circle and seriously evaluated: "Boss, the underlying rule of this universe is not the force value, but the naming right. Whoever can write his name into the official book can define life and death. Whoever can scratch his name from the official book can turn an entire army into rebels. Jiang Zhaoye's plug-in is not the system, it's because she doesn't believe in the official book." Lin Hao was silent for a while, thinking that this sentence could be left in a long comment. From the perspective of a simulated universe example, the most interesting thing about the first fourteen chapters of "Zhao Ye Book" is that it does not write world errors as natural disasters, but as a set of executable social programs. The Ministry of Households allocates money, the Ministry of War replenishes registration, the Mingtang provides lights, the bank pays, and the Yizhuang collects corpses. The surface of each module is normal, and each interface also has documents and seals. But when Jiang Zhaoye connected them, he found that the results output by the system were completely contrary to the real world. Someone died and was receiving silver. There are people alive, but they must be enshrined in a small temple. The grain was allocated, but it never reached the city. The father was convicted, but left behind the rules of reading the night under the lamp. This is not an ordinary unjust case, this is a world where the diary has been tampered with. A female official tried to fully restore it with a broken lamp, an old book and a little bit of patience that refused to give up. At 3:30 in the morning, the sound of the air conditioner in Area B became low. It was still raining in the capital city in the simulated dome. Jiang Zhaoye put away the piece of linen paper in the sandwich of the military ration bag and prepared to go to the small temple in the south of the city. Lobster looked at her back and whispered: "She doesn't know that she is an instance in the simulated universe." Lin Hao said: "It's the same if I know." Lobster asked: "Why?" Lin Hao looked at the old copper lamp, and after a while he answered: "Because what she is checking is not whether the universe is real or fake. What she is checking is that even if the world is fake, the people who died in it cannot die in vain. As long as someone is named, this instance is not a wasted run." Lobster was quiet for two seconds, then resumed his tone of defiance: "Then I understand. Zhao Ye Book Universe's current main mission is to repair the history table, restore the character's primary key, clean up the forged index, and track the source of high-authority tampering. The mission risk is high. The emotional pollution is high. The probability of readers following the update is also high." Lin Hao pulled it away from the edge of the screen: "Write less weekly and read more text." In the dome, the lights of the capital were on. The lamps in Mingtang, the lamps in Yizhuang, the old copper lamps of the Jiang family, and the afterglow after the fire in the old warehouse of Nancao all illuminate each other in this small simulated universe. At this point in the first fourteen chapters, "Zhao Ye Book" has made a very solid start. It makes readers believe that this is not a story that only relies on reversal, but a long case about recording, forgetting, naming and overturning the case. The fun part of it is not to kill the enemy with one blow, but when Jiang Zhaoye spreads the pages of fake accounts under the lamp, those people who have been written to death finally begin to gain weight again. If other universes are driven by spiritual energy, technology or plug-ins, then the example of "Zhao Ye Book" relies on a pen. The writing is very thin, but it can start from the nameless corpse and slowly stir up the darkness under the light of the bright hall. Lin Hao feels that such a universe is worth continuing to run in. The lobster rarely retorted. He just retracted his pliers and stared at the military ration bag on the screen for a long time. Finally, he muttered: "Don't ask me to write the repair script this time. I'm afraid I can't write Jiang Zhaoye."