The heavy manuscript paper did not have a title, and Alice did not introduce it, but Brown did not think too much, so he opened the first page and read it.

Unexpectedly, the first page is actually a directory, and it is a very strange directory.

It should be the prologue: location.

Then it is probably the main chapter of Chapter 1: The so-called luck means that he made such a friend.

The first chapter should be subtitled in volumes, but they are just moons and days with weekdays. At the beginning of the first date, Brown learned directly through the directory that the story took place in 1981.

Then there is Chapter 2: Humiliation; Chapter 3: Snow, melting on the skin; Chapter 4: We are a group of trolls; Chapter 5…

“Let-the-right-one-in.”

After chewing on the title of the chapter before the "End", Brown nodded thoughtfully and swept down the catalogue. The timeline of the story was clear at a glance, barely for a month.

Then, he directly opened the prelude to "Location".

"Breiberg."

Brown continued reading the strange place name.

[Bleberg will remind you of coconut cakes or drugs. In this place, the so-called decent life will remind you of subway stations and suburbs. Apart from that, there is nothing else, people live like other places, and the reason why this town stands tall is to give people a place to live.

Of course, Bleberg was not a town that developed naturally. Every scene and thing here came strictly according to the plan from beginning to end. People moved into various houses specially built for them, and the earthy cement buildings rose up and distributed among the green spaces bit by bit.

When this story happened, the remote town of Bleberg had existed for thirty years. People could imagine that this land had nurtured a pioneering spirit - just like the Mayflower of that year, leading the believers to an unknown land. Of course, we can imagine that the empty houses are quietly waiting for the arrival of occupants at this moment.

They are indeed here!

This was in 1952. People were bathed in the warm sunshine, with many longings for the future flashing in their eyes. They walked across the Kimberg Bridge and came to Bleberg. Some mothers were holding children, some were pushing strollers, and some were holding children. The fathers were carrying shovels in one hand and various kitchen utensils and furniture in the other. Everyone was energetic and sang all the way, which sounded like "The Internationale" or "We Come to Jerusalem", depending on their personal preferences.

In their opinion, the town of Bleberg is brand new, wide and modern.

However, this is not the case.

People come to this place with various means of transportation, either by subway, driving cars, or taking furniture vans, rushing to move their homes into completed apartments. Everyone neatly placed household items in staggered cabinets and shelves, and arranged various furniture on cork floors in sequence. Then, they would buy some new items to fill the gaps in the middle.

When people had decorated their new homes, they looked up and looked at the land that belonged to them carefully. When everyone walked out the door, they found that every place in Bleberg had been claimed and planned, and there was no extra to be taken as it was already available, so people had to adjust their mindset and let it go.

There is a town center in Bleberg, and the government has arranged a vast playground for children to use. The corner of the playground is a large area of ​​green space, and the pedestrian crossings are arranged in an orderly manner.

This place is really nice. Within a month after moving in, people were fighting to talk to each other about their feelings at the dinner table.

“The place we came to is really good.”

However, one thing is overlooked, that is the history of the town. The children have never been exposed to any lessons about Bleberg in school. Because Bleberg has no history, it means that its past is just an old mill, a tobacco king and some strange old buildings underwater. However, these are things that have been long-standing and have no connection with today's society.

These three-story apartments were just endless forests before.

You can't uncover the mystery of this suburban town. Except for the nine thousand households, there is not even a church here.

All of these can be reasonably seen that this remote town is so modern and new that the residents will not be disturbed by ghosts and panic like other ancient places.

From this we can also see that people are not mentally prepared for the arrival of uninvited guests.

No one witnessed them moving in.

In December, when police finally found out the whereabouts of the truck driver of the moving company, the driver had no evidence. Looking at the driver's work log, he could only recall that the incident occurred on October 18th, in the town of Bleberg, the outskirts of Stockholm. The driver recalled that the protagonist of the incident was a father and his daughter, who was a very beautiful girl.

"By the way, there is one more thing. They didn't carry any furniture, except for a sofa, an armchair, and perhaps a bed. It was too easy to take on such a job, and then...well, they asked to move at night. I told them that the cost would be more expensive. You know, working at night is overtime, and it's time-out, but they answered that there is no problem, and they only emphasized that they must move at night. It seems that this period is very important to the father and daughter. What, what happened?"

Afterwards, the police told the driver what was reported and who the father and daughter were. The driver was dumbfounded after hearing this, and he stared at the handwriting on the work log again.

"I'm really *******..."

He suddenly felt extremely disgusted by his handwriting.

On October 18, the town of Bleberg, Stockholm.

It was the driver who helped the two move, the man and his daughter.

He will keep his mouth shut about this forever.]

It should be the plot of the prologue that ends here. The end reveals the location of the plot, which is Sweden, the small country of ice and snow in Nordic. As for the plot, Brown's first feeling was that he realized that this was definitely a story with a strong sense of suspense.

At least, he couldn't help but want to continue reading now, although he still had to hold it back.

"So... Alice, there must be a problem with the father and daughter? Is it a murderer who escaped with his children? He committed another crime in this town? Tsk tsk, I must say that if it was a serial murder case, this town is indeed very suitable. There is no history, many immigrants, and the small ice and snow country has a sparsely populated town, and it is a winter with an especially atmosphere!"

He happily held the manuscript and said, "Let me make a bet. This is a suspense criminal investigation drama. Am I right?"

Brown was really happy when he expressed his imagination!

As a senior editor, he certainly knows how big a mystery novel is. Just like the most popular police and gangster dramas in TV series, medical dramas and lawyer dramas, for the United States, which has an elliptical social structure, this kind of story has a natural huge audience. A whole middle class, no one will ignore the charm of such stories!

However, Alice shook her head and said, "It's not exactly the same. There are elements of reasoning and criminal investigation, but it's not the theme of this book."

As soon as he heard that there was, Brown first let go of a hundred hearts, but when Alice said that, he couldn't help but frown: "Isn't it a simple mystery novel? Uh... I said Alice, just tell me directly, what this book is about."

Alice looked at Brown with a roar and blinked: "Are you sure you want me to spoil it?"

"Drama, plot, brief, introduction! Dear, your book is not less than Jurassic Park, so I won't be confused, right? By the way, you haven't marked the name of this novel yet!"

Alice pointed to the catalog on the first page of the manuscript: "The title of the book is inside, you can look for it."

Is the chapter title?

Brown looked at the directory immediately.

The so-called luck means that he made such a friend;

This is not the qualified type of title, Brown knows that Alice will never make that kind of low-level mistake.

humiliation;

Snow melts on the skin;

We are a bunch of trolls;

Finally, he focused his attention on the chapter before the "end".

“Let-the-right-one-in.”

Brown touched his chin and thoughtfully said: "Pun, and if 'right' is translated into 'correct', or 'suitable', there is obviously a special meaning..."

Talking to himself, looking at the previous titles, Brown suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Why do I suddenly feel like I'm reading literary and romance novels? But...hey, what does troll mean!?"

A giggle sounded and immediately turned into a series of loud laughter. Alice finally smiled so that her little face turned white, and she said happily: "I guessed it right! Brown, you guessed it right!"

What did you guess correctly? Brown knew that he had said several words just now, which one did Alice mean?

"Anyway, I'll send you one of the introductions in two days, and then I'll just quote them at the end of the book."

Alice quickly got up, patted Brown on the shoulder and said, "It is impossible to let me spoil it. Just watch it slowly with you and the sisters. I happened to be having fun in New York with my sisters. I will stay in Manhattan these two days, and I will hang up the hotel phone if I have something to do~"

As he said that, Alice wrote down the phone number in the room and quickly walked out of the conference room.

Um……

Another novel was copied by myself, and it took less than a day and night.

The title of the book is indeed a relatively complicated issue.

The Chinese translation of "Blood Fairy Tale" is really...it's too easy to translate.

On the contrary, it is a movie version, "Let-the-right-one-in" "Don't Enter" is a bit appropriate.

Vampire love or something...

Not all of them are as crazy as Twilight and Vampire Diaries...
Chapter completed!