"Yes, definitely. Maybe the task force will be reorganized. I feel that Team Ma will be able to get you here then." Wang Kai didn't say much. After a few polite words, he hung up the phone.

Bai Song has been itching to get involved in the "12.01" case. It has been almost a month since the incident and the task force has been established for half a month. However, Bai Song knows that it has nothing to do with him now. The six criminal police officers who have been incorporated this time are not unknown people and maybe there will be some results soon. However, this kind of major case has a huge impact on Bai Song.

The next day, Bai Song got up and went out to buy breakfast. He wanted to ask Wang Liang what he wanted to eat. When he opened the door, he found several books on Wang Liang's computer desk. They seemed to be bought in college. After a rough glance, he found that most of them were books on C language. Bai Song took a look and did not wake up Wang Liang. He went out to buy breakfast, put a copy on Wang Liang's desk, and read a book himself.

At this time, a meeting was still going on in the conference room of Jiuheqiao Police Station. On the big screen in the conference room, Director Yin praised the team that solved the case of Sun's murder, and Director Tian directly named Bai Song, a trainee police officer from Jiuheqiao Police Station, saying that this comrade made an important contribution to the investigation of this case.

When the police heard the chief's words, they looked around and found that Bai Song was not there today. Thinking carefully, the last time Li was killed, the leader also praised him by name, and it seemed that Bai Song was not there that day...

But if he had to choose, Bai Song would still choose... a vacation...

At noon, Bai Song looked at his phone and saw two people sending him messages. One was Xu Fang. Xu Fang often sent messages to Bai Song. Most of the messages were about legal issues and some simple reasoning plots. He was also a heavy detective enthusiast. Xu Fang wanted to invite Bai Song to a book club in the afternoon. His words were sincere and Bai Song couldn't refuse. The other one was Zheng Yanwu. Zheng Yanwu bought a motorhome, a second-hand car that someone had driven for two years. Now he has completed the transfer procedures and plans to leave tomorrow. He asked Bai Song to have dinner with him tonight, and Bai Song agreed.

No matter what the situation, Bai Song is a very punctual person. He made an appointment to attend the book club meeting that Xu Fang mentioned at 2 o'clock, and Bai Song set off at a little after 1 o'clock.

Jiuhe District has an average economic level in Tianhua City, and there are not many colleges and universities. The venue of this book club meeting is in Tiannan District.

Tiannan District is to Tianhua City what Beidian District is to Shangjing City. The famous Tianhua University and Huakai University are both located in this area. The place chosen by the book club is a cafe near a public library. There is a small hall in this cafe that can accommodate 40 to 50 people.

When they arrived at the agreed location, Bai Song saw Xu Fang. Xu Fang was dressed casually today. When he saw Bai Song, he quickly went up to greet him: "Officer, it's an honor to invite you here."

"Are you so polite?" Bai Song smiled. "Why did you choose such a time to hold the book club meeting? Looking at the weather, there will be a heavy snow today. By the way, which writer organized this event? This place is nice, very suitable for reading."

"Ha," Xu Fang seemed very happy: "I convened the meeting, otherwise why would I invite you?"

"You?" Bai Song looked surprised.

"Yeah, don't I look like you? I've been writing a suspense novel recently, but I've asked you a lot of questions. Haven't you noticed?" Xu Fang said, and then made an invitation, "Come on, follow me in first."

"So that's what's going on. No wonder you always ask such tricky questions." Bai Song suddenly realized and followed Xu Fang, jokingly saying, "You have to pay me for this."

"Okay, no problem." Xu Fang turned around and said seriously.

"Hey..." Bai Song was stunned for a moment, "No, I'm kidding, you wrote the book."

"Actually, I wanted to tell you this. I have been writing books since I was in high school. My first two books were romances and were not published. Later, I wrote two books about youth love and published them. The second one sold quite well. After I graduated from college, I also published three books one after another, mainly novels.

However, these are quite boring. I want to write a campus suspense novel recently. This book is separated from modern society and is an independent city. The campus is the only high school in the area, and it is also the most advanced school in this civilization and this city. In this novel, this high school is actually equivalent to our high school. It has its own operating system, but it also has unknown darkness. The protagonist is an extremely smart girl. What do you think of this setting?"

Bai Song listened and nodded: "It sounds interesting, doesn't it? Sometimes there are a lot of good stories in such small scenes."

"Well, it's just that I'm still lacking in ability in this area, and I don't understand a lot of things. Sometimes I feel embarrassed to keep asking you. I plan to promote my new book at this book club meeting, and I want to add you as the second author. Can you be the second author of this book for me?" Xu Fang asked Bai Song at the door of the room booked in the coffee shop. At the same time, he picked up a stack of books on the table outside and handed one to Bai Song.

Bai Song took the book. It had about three to four hundred pages, and an estimated three to five hundred thousand words. The author's pen name was "You Feng Saran". Judging from the title, it should be a campus youth love story. The book had a good texture.

Good book quality means a good publishing house and publishing standards, and actually also indirectly represents the author's level.

"I'm really an amateur about what you're talking about. To be honest, I'm just a novice at being a police officer and I'm a complete layman when it comes to writing. Don't let my help affect the sales of your book." Bai Song placed the book on top of the pile of books and straightened it out carefully.

"Writing a book is actually the simplest and most difficult of all creative endeavors. I feel that it is a bit like crosstalk in the performing arts. Anyone can speak and write, but dancing and comics require certain entry-level skills.

However, novels are also difficult, as they are one-dimensional stories and it is difficult to hide the plot. Comics are actually easier, as they are two-dimensional. Why do movies need to be three-dimensional? Because they are more expressive and ideas can be easily expressed.

For example, if you are writing a detective story in a comic, you can leave a detail on a certain picture in the comic. If the readers only read the plot, it will be easy to miss this detail. When you draw the end of the story, you can point out that it is a big foreshadowing, and everyone will be happy.

In a novel, readers will definitely see every word you write and will not miss it. It takes a lot of brainpower to write foreshadowing. I think you can definitely do this. You are the most responsible and knowledgeable police officer I have ever met!"

...Bai Song was silent for six seconds, "I doubt that you have no knowledge at all..."