Home from scratch in another world

Chapter 154

Edgar Allan Poe was trying to escape the fierce iron fist of the girl, and had already been hit several times on the body and face.

The white skirt flashed, and the man who had finally rolled over was kicked to the ground again, and the young man who fell on the ground faltered and begged for mercy.

"I was wrong...Miss April."

Shi Meng pretended not to hear, as soon as she came out, she resolutely beat up this man who wanted to die, how could she be crazy!

How can there be such a person who releases supernatural powers as soon as he comes up, and deliberately throws a book in the corridor to arouse her curiosity, how can there be such a bloody wonderland!

Damn it, if she didn't have "spiritual perception", if she were an ordinary girl without supernatural powers, she might be trapped to death in the novel world.

After kicking the monster with bangs, Shi Meng pressed her skirt and frowned: "What is this?"

She picked up the jumping raccoon quickly.

Is it the black shadow that lost the book just now?

"Carl...it's my Karl!" Edgar Allan Poe, with a face full of dust and bruises, struggled to reach out, trying to save his raccoon from the super fierce Miss April.

"yours?"

Shi Meng held the raccoon in one hand and the novel in the other, coldly looking down at Liu Hainan on the ground.

"It's mine now."

……

Shi Mengti wanted to bite her raccoon but couldn't, and gave a hot chestnut as a gift. Carl, whose head was really hurting, became very obedient and honest, and remained motionless.

When returning to the room, Shimeng left the raccoon and the book on the table, and the door was wide open.

She took down the upside-down bone china cup, poured water, and didn't care about the raccoon who just pretended to be dead, snatched the book and jumped off the table to escape.

The girl holding the handle of the teacup took a leisurely sip, and said at the moment it was about to rush out of the room——

And Carl, who ran to the door smoothly with a book in his mouth, saw its owner struggling to climb here, tears and hope came out of his eyes, and at the moment it jumped up——

"Fantasy Collection". "

——The strong iron cage fell from the sky, and locked it and the book inside with a "clang".

The girl who had finished drinking the water came slowly, and the raccoon in the iron cage was trembling.

The figure on the opposite side was so huge and terrifying. Karl tried his best to lean back against the iron cage and let out a cry of horror.

Shi Meng looked at its black, white and gray face in silence, and was going to scare it, but at this moment it was really cute, it was so cute, I missed the panda...

How about kidnapping it back to deep space as a mascot?

While she was thinking about being a bully, a man with half of his face covered by bangs finally crawled into the doorway and grabbed her by the hem of the skirt.

"Don't... hurt my Karl!"

With a trembling voice, Poe tore off a large piece of her skirt with all his strength.

Shi Meng: ...

……

Now she was finally peacefully sitting at the table face to face with a man named "Edgar Allan Poe", with a big bag on his head and "Carl" the raccoon, trying to reach the books on the table, and was slammed Qingke retracted his hand in fright.

"Tell me, why did you come to attack me." Shi Meng asked coldly.

Ellen Poe, dazed from the beating and looking at her through her bangs with a purple eye, was dressed now in a dark green gingham lace collared shirt and black trousers, with loose hair and With the hair curled up from strenuous exercise, it doesn't look so scary.

Although, I still think the white silk dress just now looks better...

Shi Meng looked at the hot face of the young man opposite, and remained silent.

I always feel that I am not very smart. Is this really the reasoning master, genius novelist, and close friend that Francis wants to introduce to her?

After contacting the novel, the scene of the crime, and the introverted man, Shimeng was almost sure who it was... It was thanks to Francis that he had said it in advance, otherwise Poe would have been beaten into the hospital by her long ago.

Edgar Allan Poe huddled in the chair restlessly. Her room was very bright, with open windows, slightly floating gauze curtains, and long hair fluttering. He was trying to cover his sight with Karl and bangs.

"I want to show Miss Siyue the novel I wrote."

The girl smiled: "In this way?"

Poe continued to peek at her, and Miss April laughed... He jerked his head down and nodded.

Shi Meng sized him up, a strange and gloomy young man, did he choose this way because of social fear?No, this guy is a person who does his own way and is indifferent to himself...

Why is this kind of person again?

...Forget it, give Francis some face.

"So as long as you read the novels you write, you will enter the world of novels?"

"Hmm... my ability is "The Black Cat of the Rue Morgue". All novels written by me and set up abilities will have this ability. "

Edgar Allan Poe glanced at her secretly again, and continued to bow his head: "But I can, show Miss April that there are no supernatural powers."

So he did it on purpose!

When he saw another novel that was exactly the same and was taken out from the inner pocket of his clothes, the veins on Shi Meng's forehead turned into a cross.

……

Shi Meng quickly finished reading without saying a word.

Edgar Allan Poe raised his head anxiously under the stillness, and the girl on the opposite side was lost in thought, her long eyelashes drooped, her eyes were half-covered, her face was peaceful, she was not at all like the girl who hurt someone just now, nor was she like The writer who has written so many good-looking novels is even less like a president who has opened a large company and is about to be equal to Fitzgerald.

"Have you ever thought about publishing this novel?" Shi Meng suddenly called his last name, "Poe?"

Edgar Allan Poe lowered his head abruptly the moment she spoke, and shook his head again when he heard her words.

"why?"

It took Shi Meng a while to hear his answer, and his voice was very depressed, sad and pitiful.

"Because of me, I lost..."

What does it mean?She didn't understand, did she make a bet with someone else?

She couldn't help but said: "Poe, your mystery novels are very good! You are very talented in mystery novels, especially the strange imagination, horror and weird storylines, and the description of the dark side of the human subconscious..."

Shi Meng began to praise him endlessly. This is definitely an undiscovered novelist, especially good at suspenseful reasoning, and perhaps thriller.

For a moment, Matsuura Wenyi discovered her mentality. He said that Matsuura always thought she was a young man who was afraid of autism in a dark society. Wasn't she right with Edgar Allan Poe?

Edgar Allan Poe was even more restless under such sincere praise. He could tell that Miss April was sincere, and she really felt that we... He slowly raised his head, and looked at the smile on the girl's lips. She recognized it very much. My generation——

"Little Dream!"

The crisp shouts interrupted the two people's thinking and conversation, and Edgar Allan Poe, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly turned around, walking in disorder!

……

"Random steps." Shi Meng stopped praising and waved to him with a smile.

Edogawa Ranpo didn't turn his eyes to the others at all, and rushed up to hold her hand: "Xiao Meng, where are we going to play today?"

"My generation..." Edgar Allan Poe's voice was inaudible.

"It depends on Francis' arrangement. Today I want to meet with the host to say hello." Shi Meng followed his strength and got up.

"My generation..." He tried to attract the attention of the two of them.

Edogawa shook her hand: "Then let's go have breakfast."

"it is good."

"Random steps..."

Shimeng, who was being dragged away, heard the shout, and she pointed at Luanbu, who suddenly began to look concave.

"Ranbu, do you know him?"

"Hehehe, Luanbu, long time no see." The man who couldn't see his face gave a deep smile, and then heard his answer——

"I do not recognize."

Edgar Allan Poe cracked in an instant, and returned to the depression after being beaten by Shi Meng just now.

"You don't even know me anymore, but I'm planning how to defeat you in the room every day, in order to wash away the humiliation of that day, Ranpo is my old enemy recognized by me..."

But the two people who walked away didn't hear his weak murmur to himself at all. Shimeng, who was still thinking about "mystery novels", was dragged to the restaurant for breakfast by random steps, and he was left behind.

……

During the week when he came to the United States, Fitzgerald took them around to have fun as a landlord, and neither of them took the initiative to mention business matters.

There is also his wife and daughter, who have also become good friends with Shi Meng, because his wife Zelda is the real fan of Teacher April.

So it’s no wonder that Fitzgerald supported Deep Space in the early stage like giving money. Firstly, he was optimistic about her prospects, and secondly, it was probably because of his wife’s desire to “chasing stars”.

And "Teacher April" obviously satisfies all the fantasies of the mother and daughter about idols. Zelda has a sensitive and slender personality, but getting along with Shimeng just feels like a spring breeze.

She did not expect Teacher Siyue to be such a shining and charming person, who treats people sincerely, is tolerant and free and easy, and is also a peerless beauty.

She is currently braiding Shimeng's hair. She has a fresh forest hairstyle. The girl who turned around is bright and beautiful. Her layered bangs and long sideburns make her seem to be shrouded in a layer of light.

Zelda couldn't help hugging her, felt her hug back, and felt that compared with her own appearance, her appearance was the least worth mentioning.

When Shi Meng saw in the mirror the complicated hairstyle that could not be made in a lifetime with handicapped hands, he saw it so well that he snapped his fingers immediately——

"Zelda, here."

Zelda took the goldfish flower that appeared out of nowhere and could spit bubbles, and she became happy. Teacher April is still a person who can always surprise people, always unexpected.

The hostess inserted another novel flower into the wide-mouthed vase, and looked at the various creations with love in her eyes.

At this time, Carlisle, who had finished class, also ran into the room to find her to play with. After Shimeng used the "Fantasy Collection" to change a few weird things for the little girl, Carlisle completely became her little tail, "Shimeng" every day. The long "shimeng" was short, which made Edogawa Ranpo extremely unhappy.

Obviously they are traveling with Xiaomeng's two people, but the two of them take up a lot of Xiaomeng's attention, and Master Ranbu can also braid Xiaomeng's hair.

But what makes Ranpo even more unhappy is another guy who climbed to the top of the hated leaderboard.

Damn, this guy is more annoying than that homicide detective.

"You are not allowed to follow us!" Edogawa Ranbu, who had finally come out to play with Shimeng, stopped him bluntly.

The man who followed them, with the raccoon on his shoulders and a book in his hand, was restless in the sun.

"My generation did not follow you, and my generation also went this way."

"You lie, you talk nonsense." Wherever you go to play, you can bump into his chaotic steps and point out the truth loudly.

Edgar Allan Poe glanced at his angry old enemy, and when he saw the person who was about to come, he mustered up his courage.

"Ranbu, my generation... I am not here to break you up."

He saw Miss April coming over with ice cream. Her hair was so beautiful today, she blushed and hesitated.

"My generation is here to join you."

Edogawa Ranpo: ...