It was an ordinary weekend in August. Shen Ming met Zhou Mingsheng for the first time, the man who would accompany him through many things later - in the interrogation room of the police station.
"Mr. Shen, do you know about the recent serial murder case? We now suspect that you are related to this case."
Shen Ming raised his eyebrows. He thought of the express delivery that he hadn't picked up for three months in order to catch up on his studies, and some takeaways that had been left in front of the door for nearly a week because he forgot about food and sleep. He gave the other party a confused look. But he just smiled playfully and said, "It doesn't have anything to do with it."
It was this smile that made the suspicious police officer suspicious.
As a result, the world lost an ordinary best-selling author, and Project Team Three gained an ordinary human investigator who held a book all day long. So for countless years, the fantasy that countless people longed for accelerated its demise, and this starry sky finally ushered in the era of complete human beings, until the end of the gods.
Intention: Maybe the world is not beautiful, but we must continue to live and work hard for beauty.