Zhou Yan froze on the spot.

"Fat...Fat Melon...?" He repeated the name with a confused look on his face, and subconsciously looked to both sides, as if expecting to see the messenger.

Same.

However, the corridor stretches to both sides...it's a bit unsettlingly empty...

Zhou Yan turned his attention to the letter in his hand again.

The mailing address is blank.

This is considered normal, because the place where it is sent is not important. In many cases, the courier or postman just scratches it and it's done.

And the receiving address...where is Suihua?

He looked at these two words. Although he didn't know where they were, it was obviously not the place where he lived now.

So...why is this letter sent here?

Was it sent to me?

But how could anyone know that I live here?

Zhou Yan seemed to be back to the time when he was hit on the head by a book. He felt extremely ridiculous and completely confused...

So, he took the letter, turned around and came to room 505, and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened, and Li Huan stood inside the door, looking at Zhou Yan with some surprise.

"Aren't you leaving?" she asked, seemingly very happy.

"No." Zhou Yan replied directly, then shook the letter in his hand: "Are you a fat melon?"

"Fat Gua? Is it the author you mentioned a few days ago? I told you I don't know him."

"Then...why is this letter sent to you?"

"Ah?" Li Huan was also stunned. She took the letter in Zhou Yan's hand and took a look: "The receiving address on it is not here."

"It's tucked under the door of room 506." Zhou Yan pointed to the door next door.

"Then...then it's the wrong mail." Li Huan also frowned: "That's not right, the security in this community is very strict, and the mail can only be sent to the mailbox downstairs, not to your home.

The door."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyebrows frowned even deeper.

"Why...why do you care so much about this fat melon?" Li Huan hesitated and asked.

Zhou Yan's thoughts subconsciously fell on the book in his pocket, but on the surface he simply shook his head: "Nothing, just asking."

"oh."

A second later, Zhou Yan raised his head and looked at the girl opposite: "I'm not leaving. I want to stay here for a few more days..."

"ah!???"

...

...

In this way, Zhou Yan settled down.

This is really not that he wants to cheat and drink. He wants to stay for a few more days, just to see if he can receive the letter sent to Fatty Gua again, and even...he wants to see if he can

Catch the messenger.

"This thing... is too strange!" He muttered while leaning on the sofa.

First, before he was reborn, Zhou Yan in this world was schizophrenic and called himself a fat melon.

Then, there was this book that appeared out of thin air in my hand.

Now, there are even letters sent to the wrong address.

All these things are related to [Fat Melon], but there is no information about Fat Melon at all on the Internet.

This is too strange.

Zhou Yan thought for a while and found that he had no clue at all, so he curled his lips and tore open the envelope.

Although it was a bit unqualified to touch other people's letters, Zhou Yan didn't care anymore.

However, what surprised him even more was that there was only a half-torn piece of paper in the envelope.

This paper couldn't be more ordinary. I don't know where it was torn from. It's only the size of a palm, and there are only a few words on it...

【Hold on, it will get better】

It's handwritten, written with a blue ballpoint pen, and the handwriting is a bit sloppy.

Zhou Yan looked at the incomprehensible letter in his hand, and really realized what it means to have one head and two heads.

Immediately, he took out his mobile phone again.

I searched this place [Suihua] on the Internet.

It turned out that there was no such place.

"No way? You can't even find it in the city?" Zhou Yan felt bad.

This is both a book and a letter. Now he can't even find the mailing address. Everything has a strange smell, which makes him scratch his head.

etc!

Book!

Zhou Yan seemed to suddenly think of something.

He quickly got up, ran to the study, slapped the "Detective Manual" on the table, and picked up a pen.

【Who is Fat Melon?】

He wrote in the book.

After finishing writing, he stared at this line of text for several minutes, but he also knew that there was a delay in people talking to each other in this book, so no one would answer him for a while.

In desperation, Zhou Yan could only sit on the sofa with doubts.

Of course he didn't just wait.

During this process, he began to read the words in the book just like reading a novel.

In the past, because things were urgent and Zhou Yanfei's reading speed was average, he would just ignore anything that had nothing to do with the case. Now that he had finally found some time to spare, he was going to look through the things he hadn't noticed before.

Those messages.

[In the next Hinikawa Steel Plate: Kill them all directly]

"Damn it, is this big brother so violent? Who is he going to kill?"

[Yuntian Shen Shen: First Blood!]

"Hiss...this is killing again, and it's a first-blooded one. Why are these people suddenly so violent?!"

[Fudu Ghost: Hello, Zhou Yan, this is the first time we meet. I am Fudu Ghost. Please don’t waste time on the origin of the book. You will know it later. Also, do you know the transposition encryption algorithm? This is

First try]

Zhou Yan frowned.

"Ghost? Is this guy a dead person?

He said that I should not waste my time on the origin of the book. In other words, this person should know the origin of this book. And from what this guy meant, I will definitely know it in the future.

But having said that, I am really curious, how could I really just sit back and wait for the truth to hit me on the head?

Also...what the hell is the transposition encryption algorithm?

Check it out when you have time."

Zhou Yan just flipped through the book in his hand, his mind still trying to figure out some clues about [Fat Melon].

And at the same time...right in the heart of the city.

A meeting is being held.

This is a 21-story office building. Although it is not that eye-catching among the surrounding buildings, as a detective agency, it is definitely top-notch.

The most important thing is that the golden frame on the edge of the huge sign means that there is a [Sherlock] level detective in this detective agency!

This is indeed worth showing off...

At this moment, in the conference room on the top floor, there were many people sitting on both sides of the long table. These people were all detectives, and at the lowest level, they were at the Marple level.

Silence... no one spoke.

Because there is still one most crucial person who has not arrived yet.

Suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

"Sorry, I am late."
Chapter completed!