Philip Marlowe: You are a murderer!

In the long history of literature, I believe no one will have resistance to smart and brave private detectives.

They shuttled through dirty and dark streets, opened windows to stop evil, and the final conclusion was inconclusive.

One of them is the world-famous Sherlock Holmes.

There is another, insignificant, named Marlowe.

1995, Philip Marlowe, a private detective, defeated Sherlock Holmes, who was worshipped by the world, and won the title of the best male detective in history.

Marlowe, A Little Guy is a series of detective stories written by Raymond Chandler, an American mystery writer. He was written into Sleepless by Raymond at the age of 33, and A Farewell at the age of 42. He has always insisted on a cynical attitude towards life, making coffee and solving crimes without charging a penny.

People who have just met Marlowe will think he is arrogant and rude. The words he uses always have a little pride and wit, which makes people hate to be "smart".

His back is straight and his tone is outrageous, and he doesn't bow to anyone.

But slowly, when he asks for a screwdriver for a friend who is not around, or describes a dreamy beauty, we can find the warm fire inside him.

It is such a mysterious urban lone ranger, a tough guy who is "not too cold" and "unknown" in the literary world and the real environment, and easily wins the hearts of readers.

Cold-faced, warm-hearted, temperament, this character is born with light, cold, wisdom and desire.

Raymond Chandler, the founder of Marlowe, is also a nobody, and his life is full of ups and downs. The writer not only became famous after becoming famous, but also created many classic works in Hollywood, leading a prosperous life, loneliness, alcoholism and illness.

Anyone who knows Raymond Chandler knows that he teases himself with such tense words.

This is also the driving force of the whole story.

Alcoholics are either too rich or too poor; Either too empty or too painful. They are caught in an extreme survival dilemma, deceiving themselves to survive between whether to continue living and waiting to die.

Knox is certainly such a person.

The reader is full of curiosity about this dilemma and this person. The rest depends on how the screenwriter expresses and deducts.

Knox is a tough guy who was destroyed by the war. There is a scar of time on the handsome face.

After the army retired, although he married a rich girl, he didn't fall in love with her. Their life is just to get what they need.

Knox is very rich and elegant around his wife. Once he left, he became a beggar and an alcoholic.

He can't stop the painful memories of the war wounds, nor can he protect himself from being swallowed up by the bottomless emptiness in a materialistic life.

Yes, Luno has all the qualities of an alcoholic, the right time, the right place and the right people. It is unreasonable not to drink.

However, Marlowe found an interesting thing. Although Luno has a rich wife, she disdains spending money. Although he drinks heavily, he is not addicted to alcohol.

Close to the devil, but actually not controlled by the devil. He walked on a steel wire rope that the world could see clearly with cold eyes and skillfully grasped a balance.

What kind of person can have this ability?

Through investigation, Marlowe learned that Luno made two good friends during the war. They were crouching in the trench when suddenly a Grenade fell from the sky beside them. The other two were scared silly. lenox stood up and jumped out of the ditch with a Grenade, trying to throw it out.

The scar on knox's face was left by the fragment of this Grenade. In the hearing-impaired death caused by the explosion, three people, Qi Xin, worked together to escape the pursuit of death in the hail of bullets.

Without the latter, our curiosity would have been quite satisfied.

But unfortunately.

Luno accidentally became a murder suspect-his wife Sylvia suddenly died in her guest room.

See how bizarre this case is: wife, violent death, own guest room.

A series of thrilling events are coming at the speed of 180 km per hour.

Luno bullied Marlowe in a friendly way. He fled to the border, wrote a confession in a room in Mexico, and then committed suicide.

Is the rhythm too fast?

A suspense story has just begun.

Marlowe was taken to the police station and suffered a lot, but he firmly believed that Luno was not the murderer.

Several big shots came forward and caught him.

Intimidation, intimidation, temptation, although not used as a human sandbag by the police, but still blocked his mouth in various ways.

Fate is so ridiculous. Who can say it's not providence?

An incredible phone call made him feel suspicious and there was really no way to refuse.

In the home of a big customer who came to the door-best-selling author Wade-he realized that a rich man is tired of life, how cold a woman without love can be, and also saw the corrosion of selfishness and money on human nature.

Each of them has a bright side and a dark side. They are paralyzed, pretending to be glamorous and trying to avoid being exposed and condemned. They shield each other and try their best to connive. Truth and those who explore it have become a well-known joke. They couldn't wait to pick up the fly swatter and beat Marlowe to a pulp.

Is that really the case?

If this is all, then we can say that silent farewell is excellent.

However, the story is far from over.

This perfect suspense story, like a full onion, has a new beautiful color every time it is peeled, and readers will be stimulated to tears by the spicy taste inside.

War is like a stick, inserted into Luno. At the other end of the stick, there is a woman, a woman as beautiful as a dream: Lorraine Wade.

Love connects Luno and Lorraine closely. Although they were separated by the war and married separately, their feelings for each other have not changed.

Luno is happy, Lorraine is stable, Luno is displaced, and Lorraine is painful. She hates him, especially those who hurt him. If there is any way to protect her lover, Lorraine will not hesitate. If they don't need her, they will forget each other.

It happened at this time that Lorraine's husband Roger Wade contracted Sylvia, Luno's wife, a slut.

In the innermost layer of the story, the most vulgar seed is planted: women's jealousy.

On a stormy night, Wade came to Sylvia's guest room as promised. He was drunk, reveled and lost his memory.

Sylvia was shot in the head with a pistol.

From all the clues before the story, we can see that no matter which suspect-Luno, Wade, Lorraine-killed Sylvia, it can be regarded as love killing. But the problem is that on Sylvia's body, a cruel metal object was left to destroy her face, and a small statue on the shelf was covered with her blood. Behind the "love killing" may be a huge scandal.

The shooting was covered up as an object being smashed to death. To the onlookers, it doesn't make much difference, but for the truth, the answer is very different.

Who killed her? Why do you want to modify the modus operandi? What does he (she) want to hide and who does he (she) want to protect?

For this murderer whose material life and worldly status are perfect, life is so insignificant?

One night, Marlowe got a call from Wade and asked him to come over quickly. He feels that his state is particularly bad.

When Lorraine arrived at Wade's house, she was standing at the door. She said, "You go to him."

What?

The husband was drunk, slipped and fell into a coma. Detectives drove all the way here, while the wife stood leisurely in front of the door to enjoy the moon. ...

Except for a piece of paper thin enough, Marlowe already knows almost all the entanglements about these two families.

But he doesn't want to be too aggressive He waited carefully for the day when enough paper cracked by itself.

Unfortunately, this day came too late.

Wade died in his room, shot in the forehead, with a murder weapon in his hand and a pool of blood under him.

A person who can call for help when he realizes that he is in poor condition will suddenly blow his head off on a sunny afternoon?

This is ridiculous.

Suddenly, Lorraine came back. She rang the doorbell.

If you can only use one sentence to infer whether a woman is a good wife, which sentence would you use?

I think a good wife must have this: understanding of her husband.

Many times, a perfect murder, even if a person has both motives and means, is difficult to complete in a perfect environment, but if there is another accomplice who knows him very well, it will be easy.

If the stubborn Marlowe hadn't been beaten for lenox from the beginning, I might think his reaction at this time was too demonized.

People die one by one reasonably, and he can still smell the faint bitterness of the truth. Like a dumb madman, he looks at people with firm eyes and covers his hands.

Yes, the innermost layer of this onion: good and evil are rewarded.

In any case, whoever kills someone is guilty.

Who the hell is the murderer?

This is Raymond Chandler. He only uses one story for you to read Marlowe at least twice.

According to inaccurate information, this story attracted the famous Japanese writer and Nobel Prize in Literature laureate Haruki Murakami to read it for more than ten times. He even hopes that he can write a mixed-race work, so that readers can not only find Marlowe's shadow, but also see Dostoevsky's traces.

Well, a long farewell, a cruel and interesting story.