"What are you complaining about? You can't solve it?" Wang Bo turned his head and asked.

Elizabeth made a helpless move and smiled bitterly: "You have to deal with this matter. It's a bit magical. I don't know what to deal with."

Wang Bo sorted out his uniform and said, "Okay, first tell me what you are complaining about, and then bring me someone."

Elizabeth spread her hands again, and then she opened her mouth to talk, but she did not make a sound, but looked at him in embarrassment.

Wang Bo frowned and said, "What's wrong? What do you mean?"

Elizabeth said: "The complainant doesn't want to come to see you, well, I don't know what to say, boss, is it that there is a public bathroom in our town? This complaint says that there is discrimination in our bathroom, gender discrimination? Anyway, it's discrimination."

"What does it mean?" Wang Bo was also confused.

Elizabeth asked, "So, you know, there are nearly 7 billion people on Earth, men and women, but there are people who can't figure out their gender from birth."

Wang Bo blinked: "I can't figure out his gender. Are you talking, uh, someone like Chun Ge?"

"Who?" asked Elizabeth, "Do you know neutral people? Have you ever seen them? If you are familiar with them, then things will be easier."

After hearing her words, Wang Bo probably understood. He asked, "Is it because some people say that our toilets are not complete enough, right? We also have to set up neutral toilets?"

The town is determined to build a tourism industry, so the public facilities must be complete. There are more than a dozen public toilets alone, all of which are luxurious mobile toilets. Wang Bo hired five people to clean them.

But of course these toilets are only between men and women. He did not prepare any neutral toilets at the beginning.

Elizabeth nodded and said, "Yes, that's it. Some tourists say they are neutral. I think New Zealand society is tolerant and free. In order to respect the rights and needs of these people, we should set up gender-free bathrooms, right?"

Lao Wang patted his forehead depressedly. New Zealand has a total population of 4 million. He has never heard of such a thing in China, and he unexpectedly encountered it here.

He had no experience in dealing with similar things, so he searched online.

New Zealand has many priorities, and gender-free bathrooms are one of them. Now, many public places, including shopping malls, bus stations and public entertainment venues, have begun to set up "gender-free bathrooms" or "neutral toilets".

These genderless bathroom logos are quite interesting. Generally, signs are hung at the doors of men and women's bathrooms. The men's bathroom with pants is marked with men's bathroom, and the women's bathroom is standard for skirts. The patterns on the genderless bathroom are marked with half of the skirt and a pair of trousers...

In addition, the words uni color or allgender are usually marked under the signs. Such bathrooms, whether male, female or neutral, can be used freely, and are not specially prepared for neutral people.

Wang Bo estimated that both men and women can use it, which is to eliminate the strange gaze of some people. After all, if you restrict the use, whoever goes to it will be a neutral person. In order to avoid being discriminated against, neutral persons will not go to such a bathroom.

At first he thought he had to buy a new toilet, so there was no need to be so troublesome. He just bought a sign and posted it on it, because this toilet was allowed to be used by men and women.

Later, Bao Wen came to get the documents and saw that he was wandering and preparing to customize the signage. He shook his head and smiled: "No need to buy it, just make one by yourself. Leave it to me and you will be able to hang it up tomorrow."

In the afternoon, town writer Hill happily entered the door, handed him a hard drive and said, "It's the first novel inside, look."

Wang Bo was surprised: "You are fast enough."

Less than two months after they talked, they completed a detective novel with a main reasoning. The speed was amazing. After all, according to New Zealand's publishing rules, a novel has about 300,000 words.

Hill shrugged and said, "No, it's just the first step, about 100,000 words."

Lao Wang curled his lips. The speed was too slow. He only produced 100,000 words in two months. Fortunately, what he wanted to do was a physical book. If he was writing online articles in China, at this speed, he would definitely fail!

He started to read the computer, and the story was quickly approached:

Pukekava, a small town more than 100 kilometers south of Auckland, New Zealand's largest city, the Waikato River flows nearby, providing abundant water sources for crop growth and life survival.

The land here is fertile and the terrain is open, and the endless farms are adjacent to each other.

At noon, the sun was burning, and policeman Duke was looking at an old laptop with confusion. He wanted to lie on the laptop and rest for a while, and then a call suddenly rang!

The appearance of this call dispelled Duke's sleepiness and also broke the leisurely and quiet pastoral life of the Farm City...

The story begins like this. Wang Bo guessed the background and prototype of the case as soon as he saw the place!

This is a case that has been widely circulated in New Zealand and has not been solved until now. The case has been left for nearly half a century. This is an old case 45 years ago.

Using such cases will inevitably lead to controversy, which has the meaning of reflecting reality and ridicule the police system. However, this doesn't matter in New Zealand, because police and politicians are used to be ridiculed.

I have to say that Hill's thinking is really powerful, his writing is concise and powerful, and his plot is turbulent, which is exactly in line with the characteristics of a big hit in detective novels.

Wang Bo was reading this novel in the next time. It took him more than two hours to 100,000 words because the story developed quite brain-burningly during the period. As a policeman, he put himself in his shoes and thought about the development of the story, which was quite time-consuming.

After reading it, Wang Bo looked up and found that Hill had not left, and was still waiting in his office, full of anticipation.

"You haven't gone back?"

Hill said: "Of course, you are the first reader, I have to know your..."

"Get back and continue writing quickly. I want to see the plot below!"

Although Wang Bo's tone was rude, Hill smiled happily when he heard his words. This was more powerful than any praise.

Rubbing his hands, he asked, "Look, this novel should be fine, right? I mean, publisher publishes it, not publish it yourself."

Wang Bo said: "It's definitely okay, uh, what does it mean to publish yourself? Your novels before?"

Hill said awkwardly: "I published the first two novels at my own expense, and the publisher is unwilling to sign my copyright. If I want to publish and sell them, I have to pay for it myself."

Speaking of this, he was happy again: "This shouldn't be needed, and I think it's great."

Wang Bo said: "Of course, but why do you have to publish it? There are other ways, man!"
Chapter completed!