Carl's works have changed my understanding of mystery novels to some extent. In his work "Flame, Burning", his works have a clean and lively feeling, unlike some works that have a feeling of dragging the plot. As he himself said, "I just want to write mystery novels." I don't mean such boring things as peerless masterpieces, I mean writing mystery novels. "

From the beginning of the novel, the protagonist, Shel Viotte, boarded a taxi and, under the guidance of some mysterious force, returned to an old-time common carriage in 1829 (of course, in the end, we will find that it is because of illusion that Mr. Shel Viotte fell into a coma because of a car accident. ), and a unique story that is not thrilling but makes people enjoy it.

In his time, Viotte belonged to the Criminal Investigation Bureau of Scotland Yard. He was a superintendent. This paved the way for a pair of contradictions for us from the beginning: police and criminals. Under this contradiction, a flame began to burn in London in the19th century.

The incident didn't suddenly appear at the beginning. First of all, it takes the disappearance of Mrs. Kirk's bird food as a clue to guide readers step by step into the trap carefully planned by Carl for us. He was dizzy and paid for the book.

Bird food is not real bird food. In an ordinary bird food box, it is priceless jewelry. After Viotte's simple inference and Mrs Kirk's cautious confession, Carl revealed the truth to the readers without delay. Of course, this can only be regarded as appetizing soup before eating. Renfrew, the jewel thief, was shot under the nose of Shel Viotte. There were only three people present: Mr. Viotte, the cold-faced detective, Mrs. Drayton, Viotte's mistress, and Mr. Henry, the clerk at that time, a gentleman with legs and feet. At this time, the real event,/kloc-the door of London in the 9 th century, slowly opened towards Violet.

No matter how the process is analyzed, the final prisoner only chooses one of the three people after all, and there is no such deplorable plot as a mysterious figure hiding in a secret corner. The delivery result is not so satisfactory to me.

The criminal is Mr. Henry. The weapon he used was a cane in his hand-actually an air gun.

Air gun? What is this thing? For a guy who is not even a fan of the puppet army, he has to look up "What is an Air Gun" with a book in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. The plot is reasonable, but in the end it gives me a very poor sensory experience. Although I have gained a little knowledge about air guns, that is, bullets fired with air guns do not need ammunition and can kill people without leaving a trace. Of course, it's not really perfect. How else would Henry get caught?