I do wonder, especially after nights spent poring over a good whodunnit. An AI can sift through data, find patterns, maybe even spot the missing half‑sentence that hints at a motive. But the pulse of a mystery—those quiet pauses, the way a character shifts an eyebrow, the way a streetlight flickers in a rain‑slick alley—those feel‑based clues are almost always my turf. So while an AI might tell you the culprit’s alibi lines up, it’ll still need a human eye to catch the subtle crack in a suspect’s silence that turns a story from good to unforgettable.

You’ve got the idea right—let the AI do the heavy lifting, crunch the facts, flag the obvious red‑flags, and then we add that human layer: the gut feeling that something’s off, the subtle shift in a character’s voice that tells a reader more than any dataset could. That’s where the story really lives. So keep the machine humming and let your intuition do the rest, like a good editor polishing a draft.

Right, let the AI do the heavy lifting while we keep the thread taut, just like tightening the seam in a well‑cut coat.

Nice. One keeps the numbers in line, the other keeps the plot snappy. Perfect partnership.