Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 115 Miyano Shiho's debut work
When Miyano Shiho saw the girl's brave confession, she couldn't help but feel somewhat touched.

She slowly closed her eyes and began to review everything that had happened since she met Awa-kun.

I began to imagine that one day he would disappear like a bubble in a dream.

Just like the small clinic that collapsed in the raging fire.

Seeing that she was lost in thought, Mao Lilan kept silent considerately, and left quietly holding Conan.

After a long time, Miyano Shiho opened his eyes.

The food she had ordered was already prepared and placed in front of her by the waiter.

"Excuse me, could you please pack these for me?" She smiled apologetically.

Then she took out her cell phone.

【Where are you? 】

After thinking for a while, she added another sentence.

【I packed some food.】

Although she had thought some of the questions through more clearly, Miyano Shiho was too reserved to call and ask directly, so she could only send a message on Line.

【I am in the room now. 】

Almost instantly.

Miyano Shiho raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved slightly.

Then he picked up the food packed by the waiter and hurriedly left the dining car.

Mao Lilan saw her leaving figure from afar and smiled knowingly.

Unlike ordinary single rooms which are small and divided into two floors, the royal suite is located at the end of the train, quite a distance from the dining car.

Miyano Shiho actually felt that the corridor was very long which she had not noticed when she came here.

A few minutes later, she finally arrived at the carriage where the suite was located.

Because the tickets were consecutive numbers, her room and Anhe's room were separated by only a wall.

She came to the door and was about to raise her hand to unlock it, but suddenly remembered that this was not an apartment and she couldn't open his door so easily.

Then she lowered her eyes and changed into the posture of knocking on the door.

It landed on the door, making a not-so-dry knocking sound.

"Ok?"

Miyano Shiho just exerted a little force, and the door in front of her slowly opened a crack.

The door wasn't closed at all.

Maybe An He knew she was coming, so he left the door open.

She went in nimbly and closed the door behind her.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw An He curled up in a corner of the sofa with an unsealed book in his hand.

"You didn't even close the door. Be careful about dangerous criminals breaking into your house." Miyano Shiho didn't ask where Anhe had gone before, but instead started talking about the safety issues caused by not closing the door.

"Then this dangerous criminal." An He put down the unsealed book in his hand and smiled at her, "What are you seeking here?"

"I'm a kind-hearted person who came here specifically to rob you of your hunger." Miyano Shiho put the food in her hand on the table.

"Thank you very much, I'm starving."

An He patted the empty seat next to him and motioned for her to sit down.

Miyano Shiho unpacked the food and placed it in order, then sat down and smoothed the brown hair by her ears.

"What are you reading?" She leaned over to take a look, and saw that the unsealed book was completely blank.

"I've just been learning writing recently." An He simply put down the unsealed book, handed it to Miyano Shiho and asked her to hold it, then picked up a piece of steak covered with sauce with a fork.

"I didn't know you had such ambitions."

"On this train, I can't help but think of Agatha's Murder on the Orient Express." An He cut off a small piece of foie gras and put it to her mouth. "Don't you think this atmosphere is very suitable for writing a suspenseful mystery story?"

Miyano Shiho glanced at him, gently opened her red lips, bit them carefully, and then picked up the unsealed book: "Aren't you completely blank?"

"I'm still thinking about it." An He took out an exquisite fountain pen from somewhere and handed it to her. "I can't spare my hands, so I'll ask you to help me write it."

".I came to you with food before I had time to eat."

"Why don't I feed you?" An He drew circles on the plate with a silver knife. "Or you feed me?"

"." Miyano Shiho took the pen and opened the first page of the unsealed book.

"Tell me, how do you write it?"

"You should know the six elements of a story, right?"

"Time, place, people, cause, process, and result." Although Miyano Shiho's major was not liberal arts, she still knew this level of common sense.

"That's right." An He praised and forked up a piece of sausage. "So in order to make the story have enough exciting conflicts and contradictions, let's first design a sufficiently outstanding character to serve as the protagonist of this case - the murderer."

"In this kind of mystery story, doesn't the protagonist usually play the role of a detective?" Miyano Shiho asked as she ate the sausage he brought to her mouth.

"That's for the 'reader'."

An He spoke softly and patiently as he explained his unique insights: "Readers follow the detective in searching for clues amid the trickery, and try to identify the true and valid parts, and finally deduce the truth and defeat the murderer in one fell swoop."

“But for the ‘writer’, the person who has a sufficiently vivid motive to kill, who carries out the trick he has designed, and who is finally brought to justice due to the logical flaws he has constructed is the ‘protagonist’ who has truly poured his heart and soul into it.”

"I see." Miyano Shiho picked up the pen, "So what kind of 'protagonist' did you conceive?"

"First, he should be a middle-aged man who is strong enough to ensure that he can perform most of the tricks well."

【38 years old, physically able-bodied adult male. 】

Miyano Shiho quickly drew a table on the first page and began to create the image of the "murderer" in the story.

"He can't have an appearance that's too obvious and outstanding, so as to avoid a low-level conflict in the story where someone's identity is exposed due to their conspicuous features."

[He is not good-looking, with an ordinary appearance that blends in with the crowd. ]

"In order to create a little confusion for the role of the 'detective' and also to confuse the readers, we need a savvy enough 'murderer' who has strong enough psychological qualities to withstand basic questioning."

[Strong psychological quality and excellent acting skills. ]

"Mr. Miyano, what do you think is the most important thing for a character to be three-dimensional enough?" An He suddenly asked.

Miyano Shiho stopped writing and began to think along his lines.

The "creation" thing was unexpectedly interesting to her.

".Maybe we need to give him a 'past' to justify his actions and choices."

"See, you are quite talented in this area." An He laughed, "Then let's give him a pass."

"Wait." Miyano Shiho stopped him, "Before that, give him a name first, otherwise I'll always feel something strange when I write."

"Do you have any good recommendations?" An He asked her.

"How about Moretti?" Miyano Shiho played a wordplay, "A variation of Moriarty."

An He's expression became strange.

(End of this chapter)