Hou Wenjie never expected that he would so quickly contribute his first time entering the interrogation room after transforming from virtual data into a real person.
Fortunately, he had already called Zhang San.
The author's buddy Zhang San is a very capable lawyer, famous throughout Kyoto and even the Greater China region!
With his abilities, Hou Wenjie has absolutely no need to worry about being falsely accused.
At that moment, in the corridor outside the interrogation room, Shan Xia was elegantly making a phone call:
"Hey, Chanel, something terrible has happened!"
On the other end of the phone, Chanel was preparing to film a new movie, thinking about the plot and lines, and said without much concern:
"What's wrong?"
Under the shirt, she said urgently, "My photo, the photo I posted on Little Red Comb, has been used in a YY novel! I'm so angry!"
"Oh? What's the name of that book?" Chanel asked, showing a hint of interest.
The TV series she's currently filming, "The Fallen Angel," is adapted from an online novel. She plays a girl who grew up in an orphanage and, after several setbacks, completely falls into prostitution.
Now that she's heard her friend is appearing in a YY novel, Xiangnai is a little excited.
"On the website Fanshu.com, it was called 'Wandering Through the Myriad Realms,' but that part is no longer there," said Shanxia Youya, still quite indignant.
Chanel was somewhat disappointed, and asked curiously, "Do you have an uncut version? Could you give me a copy?"
"What are you doing? I'm not talking to you anymore." The elegant woman in the shirt angrily hung up the phone.
Upon entering the interrogation room, Shan Xia Youya was immediately struck by Hou Wenjie's seated posture with his eyes lowered, which stunned her.
She had read the entire contents of Hou Wenjie's book "Wandering in the Myriad Realms of the Heavens," one of which mentioned meditation.
Seeing this scene, she sneered, "Mr. Hou, you don't actually believe in Taoism, do you? Doesn't Taoism emphasize purifying the mind and reducing desires? Someone like you, with lust still lingering, how can you cultivate the Tao?"
Hou Wenjie said calmly:
"The Taoist sect does not prohibit beauty, but it does prohibit one from becoming obsessed with beauty. The famous Zhengyi sect does not prohibit Taoist priests from marrying."
According to legend, Lü Dongbin, the founder of the Quanzhen School of Taoism and the first of the Eight Immortals, practiced dual cultivation with his wife at Jiufeng Mountain in the Zhongtiao Mountains.
He was said to be unrestrained and fond of poetry, beautiful women, and wine, and was known by his contemporaries as "Lu Dongbin, the man of wine, women, wealth, and anger."
He also left behind a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages…
At this point, Hou Wenjie opened his slightly closed eyes, looked at the elegant figure beneath his robe, and recited:
"A beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen, her body as soft as butter, with a sword at her waist to slay foolish men."
Though no heads fall, the lord's very marrow is drained in secret!
Hearing Hou Wenjie recite poetry with a clearly mocking tone, the elegant woman under the shirt was furious:
"A person like you should become a monk; you deserve to never find a wife in your life!"
Hou Wenjie remained calm and said indifferently, "Does the elegant investigator not remember that monks on the island can marry and have children?"
"You..." Underneath the shirt, elegantly listening to Hou Wenjie's relentless lashing, she felt as if she were being slapped repeatedly in the face. This filled her with rage, her small face puffing up, giving her an adorable, angry look.
You don't really think I can't do anything to you, do you?
Although I grew up in mainland China, I also learned the family's New Yin Flow Kung Fu. I can guarantee that this technique will leave you with absolutely no visible marks.
I'll show you what a furious iron fist is like right now!
Hou Wenjie remained calm and said, "Alright, elegant investigator, stop playing around. My friend really is Zhang San!"
"Who wants to play with you!" With that, she elegantly raised her iron fist under her shirt, like an angry hamster, ready to show Hou Wenjie what a Japanese massage was all about!
Just at this critical moment, a slightly slurred voice rang out: "Sister Shanxia, spare her life!"
Hou Wenjie looked closely and saw a man wearing a floral shirt, with a gold tooth, slightly curly hair, not very tall, and a face with a "囧" shape on his face.
As soon as he entered, he grabbed Hou Wenjie's elegant waist, frantically giving him meaningful glances while pretending to weep bitterly.
"Sister under the shirt, you mustn't! Leave this dirty and tiring work to me, don't hurt your delicate hands!"
Underneath the shirt, she looked at Tang Ren, who was tightly hugging her waist, with a hint of helplessness.
She had absolutely no temper with this undercover investigator, a veteran of the Yakuza who was the least like an investigator. He fawned over her all day long, and she couldn't bring herself to get angry.
Tang Ren is glib and smooth-talking, but he's very good at getting things done. He has a lot of connections in the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department, and everyone likes him.
Underneath the shirt, elegantly, she sighed inwardly. Having finally managed to break free from Tang Ren's embrace, and recalling Tang Ren's terrifying record of infiltrating the Yakuza for three years and causing the deaths of nine leaders, she ultimately had no choice but to agree.
"Then it's up to you!"
With that, she hurriedly left this place of trouble.
"Don't worry, don't you know my abilities? Sister Shanxia, you can rest assured." Tang Ren patted his chest loudly!
Once the elegant figure beneath his shirt had completely disappeared, Tang Ren grinned, revealing his distinctive gold teeth, and said in a cheeky tone:
"A cloud hangs in the northwestern sky!"
Hou Wenjie instinctively continued, "A crow alights on a flock of phoenixes!"
Tang Ren added, "The whole bus is full of gay men."
Hou Wenjie then added, "Who is Gay and who is Cheng!"
After finishing that sentence, Hou Wenjie looked intently at Tang Ren and asked, "I wonder which fellow Daoist from the True Love Book Club is this?"
Tang Ren grinned and said:
"Brother Huang, I am Tang Ren, who loves cordyceps! My real name is Tang Ren!"
Thanks to the kindness of my friends in Kyoto, they gave me the dual nickname of "Kyoto's Timely Rain, Chinatown Detective."
[Note: Book friend #1 has arrived as a minor character.]
"It's you?"
Hou Wenjie had a deep impression of this book friend in his remaining memory, because the largest amount of [Inspiration Capsule] reward for the book "Wandering in the Myriad Realms" came from this book friend.
Moreover, this reader also offered some very good suggestions for the book.
Most importantly, the elegant photos under the shirt initially came from a link shared by this friend, Tang Ren.
Even when there wasn't enough material to describe the elegant action scenes under the shirt, it was Tang Ren, a fellow reader, who provided technical support by sending more than 20 beautiful photos from different angles and backgrounds, which solved Hou Wenjie's urgent problem!
He deeply appreciates the strong support from this fellow reader, who inherited the author's memories.
At this moment, Tang Ren, the book lover, looked embarrassed and remorseful, and said:
"Brother Huang, actually this whole thing is my fault! I saw that your book's performance was so bad, with only 8 people urging you to update, so I wanted to get some traffic for you."
Then, I sent it to various WeChat groups, but unexpectedly, I accidentally sent it to our police station's internal group.
Then the novel was also seen by the younger sister of the shirt.
And that's how it turned out!
Hou Wenjie was stunned! He never expected the truth to be like this! You can guard against anything, but it's hard to guard against a thief within your own ranks!
Seeing Tang Ren's remorseful expression, Hou Wenjie couldn't bear to blame him. After all, he was only trying to help the young author, but his good intentions backfired!
Alas! I am but a carefree wanderer in this world, yet I know not why you weep so bitterly, recalling your life amidst heart-wrenching cries.
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