gentry

Chapter 29

"Just the morning before yesterday, I received an anonymous email with a score called "The Flower of the Other Shore". At that time, Teacher Xiao just looked at it and put it in the drawer, but when I went to the villa the next day , In the piano room, I found Teacher Xiao lying on the ground without breathing, with a strange smile on his face, tears in the corners of his eyes, and the song "The Flower of the Other Shore" was on the music stand." Xiaolu recalled with lingering fear.

"It's such a weird thing, it's interesting." Luo Fei said with a smile.

"When the doctor arrived, Xiao Lang was already dying. The doctor determined that he died of a heart attack." Xiao Lu said.

"Do you think this song killed him? Did you tell the police?" Luo Fei asked.

"No, I know this sounds too absurd, and no one will believe me if I say it. So I came to you, you are a detective, maybe you will be interested." A glint of hope flashed in the deer's eyes.

Xiaoman deliberately said: "I think you should go to the wizard and witch, we are not interested in such strange things."

Luo Fei slapped the notebook: "No, I'm interested."

"You don't really believe that music can kill people, do you?" Xiaoman looked at Luo Fei strangely.

Luo Fei stroked his beard: "I read in a foreign publication that there was a Hungarian song that was so sad that people who heard it committed suicide, and the musicians who played this song were also banned. , no more performances."

"Do you believe the stories made up by those tabloids and magazines?" Xiao Man pouted.

"It's not a story, it's a psychological suggestion. An overly sad melody will make people feel depressed and even have suicidal thoughts. This is not surprising at all. By the way, where is that sheet music now?" Luo Fei said while doing things. A gesture to play the piano.

"I think it should still be on the piano." Xiaolu said.

Luo Fei got up: "In this case, let's go to Xiao Lang's house."

An hour later, as soon as the three of them got off the taxi, they heard mournful melodies coming from the villa in front of them.

The three of them walked in the door and came to the center of Xiao's living room. They saw a band performing a sad piece of music, surrounded by mourners holding white roses and whispering.

"How come there are so many people?" Xiaoman was very surprised by this.

"These are all fans of Xiao Lang's music. Everyone spontaneously organized a memorial service for him. Those who are playing are Xiao Lang's colleagues. They are all members of the Western Orchestra of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce." Xiaolu explained.

Xiaolu pointed to the three members of the band, and introduced them one by one: "The violinist is Guan Er, the cellist is Guorong, and the flute player is Zheng Dong. Xiao Lang used to rehearse chamber music with them here before his death."

"Where's the fat guy next to him?" Xiao Man asked Xiao Lu in a low voice.

Xiaolu nodded: "Oh, that's the head and conductor of the orchestra, and he's the brother-in-law of Director Hua of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce."

"It seems that this band has a strong background." Luo Fei said, looking at everyone carefully.

At this time, a man in his 50s appeared in front of them.

"Little Lu, why did you come here, who are these two?"

"These two are my friends and fans of Xiao Lang's music. They came to the memorial service." Xiaolu said tactfully, and then introduced to Luo Fei and Xiaoman, "This is Uncle Cao, the support staff of the orchestra. .”

Luo Fei stretched out his hand to Uncle Cao: "Hello."

"Oh, please help yourself." Uncle Cao shook hands with Luo Fei politely, and then walked away.

"Let's go to the piano room first." Luo Fei looked at Uncle Cao's back and said to Xiao Lu.

"Okay, come with me." Xiaolu said and led the two towards the second floor.

Luo Fei said to Xiaoman: "You stay here and pay attention to these people."

Xiaoman nodded knowingly: "Okay."

Afterwards, Luo Fei followed the deer upstairs.

In the piano room, Xiaolu opened the door, and Xiaolu led Luo Fei into the room.

"Ms. Xiao had an accident in this piano room." Xiaolu said lonely.

Luo Fei then looked around the room.A grand piano is placed in the center of the room, surrounded by various instruments such as guitars and violins.Records lined the shelves against the wall, and there was a gramophone in the corner.

Xiaolu walked to the piano: "Huh? Why is the score gone? I remember the score was on the piano."

Luo Fei walked around to the back of the piano and saw an envelope under the piano board.Luo Fei pulled out the envelope: "Is this the envelope?"

Xiaolu pointed to the envelope: "That's right, this is it!"

Luo Fei smiled slightly, opened the envelope, but found that there was nothing inside: "The music score is not inside."

Xiao Lu leaned over to take a look, with a puzzled look on his face: "How could this happen? After Mr. Xiao's accident, I was busy asking for help, and I didn't touch the score. Could it be that someone stole it?"

"Do you know who sent it?" Luo Fei asked.

Xiao Lu shook his head: "I don't know. When I opened the mailbox, it was there, and it only said 'Received by Xiao Lang', so it must have been directly dropped into the mailbox."

Suddenly, there was a commotion downstairs.

Xiao Lu frowned: "What's going on? I'll go down and have a look."

Afterwards, the two returned to the living room.

"What's going on?" Luo Fei asked Xiaoman.

"Originally they were playing together, and they got into an argument without knowing what happened," Xiaoman said.

At this time, Guan Er and Zheng Dong were arguing fiercely, while Guorong was acting as a peacemaker.

"You must have pulled the wrong place." Zheng Dong said.

"You didn't keep up with the rhythm!" Guan Er retorted, pointing at Zheng Dong with his flute.

"Obviously you were absent-minded and missed a section, I don't know what was going on in your mind!" Zheng Dong said.

"What am I thinking? Make it clear!" Guan Er raised his voice.

Zheng Dong snorted coldly: "Hmph, whoever has a ghost in his heart knows it!"

Guorong waved his hands twice: "Okay, everyone is right, let's continue."

Zheng Dong still refused to let go: "Don't be sloppy, you have been messed up by him!"

"Zheng Dong, you are enough! You don't even look at the occasion when you quarrel!" Guorong said.

"Things have come to this point, what occasion does it matter, this song can't be performed!" Zheng Dong knocked the music score to the ground and walked away.

Seeing this, Guorong complained angrily to Guan Er: "Are you satisfied now?"

Guan Er flicked the bowstring: "Huh, whoever has a ghost in his heart will be satisfied, and everyone will break up."

At this time, the head of the group also ran over to persuade.

"Oh, what a good break up, come on, keep playing."

Reluctantly, the head of the group couldn't help these well-known men, and watched Guorong walk away with his hands.

"Hey, Guorong, don't go. Uncle Cao, please help persuade me." The team leader chased Guorong away.

Seeing this scene, Xiaolu sighed: "Oh, I'll go and persuade them too."

Everyone at the scene started whispering.

"It seems that this band is not very harmonious." Luo Fei shook his head lightly.

At this time, a small man came over: "Isn't this Detective Luo?"

Luo Fei pointed at the little man: "Zeng Shuai, what are you doing here?"

"Xiao Lang was a playboy before he was alive. I just came here to dig up some gossip. I didn't expect to find a lot of exciting information."

Luo Fei was curious: "What crazy news?"

Zeng Shuai winked at Luo Fei: "Equivalent exchange, you tell me the details of the Fourth Avenue murder case, and I will tell you the exclusive inside story of Xiao Lang's death."

Xiaoman interjected: "Failing to report what you know is tantamount to a crime."

"This chick is so fierce. Are you the female police detective who is said to be afraid of even Inspector Javert? My name is Zeng Shuai, the most handsome reporter in Shanghai." Zeng Shuai shook his forehead hair as he spoke.

Zeng Shuai immediately stretched out his hand, and Xiao Man pinched it tightly: "What did you find out, tell me quickly."

The reporter begged for mercy: "Ah, it hurts, I said. I suspect that Xiao Lang was murdered."

Xiaoman let go of her hand upon hearing this.

Luo Fei looked sideways at Zeng Shuai who was shaking his hands in pain: "What basis do you have, who is the murderer?"

"Almost everyone in this room is suspicious. Look, the one over there is Xiao Lang's ex-ex-girlfriend. Because of love and hatred, she has been threatening Xiao Lang's life. There is also the leader who just went out, Xiao Lang. I borrowed a large amount of money from him and have not paid it back. And those who quarreled just now, although they often rehearse together, they actually have deep conflicts with each other."

Luo Fei's eyes froze: "What contradiction?"

"It's a long story, let's chat as we walk..." Zeng Shuai said and led Luo Fei away.

Xiaoman followed a few steps, and suddenly heard a few fans discussing.

"Have you ever heard that Xiao Lang was killed by a piece of music..."

Xiaoman was immediately attracted, leaned over and listened.

I heard the head of the group come back from outside the house and went to the house to speak to the mourners.

"Everyone, please be quiet. There was a little episode just now. Because of Xiao Lang's sudden death, the members of the orchestra were in a bad mood. A little friction is understandable. I hope you understand. Today's memorial meeting will be remembered by so many friends Mr. Xiao Lang, as the head of the Western Orchestra of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, I am very moved, and here I would like to say a few words..."

The head of the group took out a small piece of paper and began to speak: "Mr. Xiao Lang and I have always been best friends. We are brothers and sisters. The orchestra used to be our common home, and music used to be our common language..."

At this moment, everyone gathered together in unison.

Luo Fei, Xiaoman, and Xiaolu also gathered together with the crowd.

Luo Fei asked Xiaolu: "Have they finished arguing?"

Xiaolu shook his head helplessly: "No, none of them can be persuaded to come back. The trees fell and the monkeys scattered. If Xiao Lang was here, they would never be like this."

"What did you hear from that tabloid reporter?" Xiaoman asked Luo Fei.

"Xiao Lang snatched Guorong's girlfriend, Guan Er was jealous of Xiao Lang's status in the band, Zheng Dong's cowardly character was often teased by Xiao Lang in public, in short, everyone hated Xiao Lang, and everyone had a motive to kill." Luo Fei Watching every back of the orchestra members.

Xiaoman curled her lips: "If you have all of them, it means you don't have any."

Luo Fei was disdainful: "The most important thing to solve a case is not to jump to conclusions. I saw that your ears were pricked up just now. What did you find out, Detective Qin?"

"I inquired..."

"Hush. Listen, it sounds like there is a piano." Xiaolu suddenly interrupted Xiaoman, pointing to the ceiling mysteriously.

The three of them immediately fell silent, and then heard the sound of the piano faintly coming from the second floor.

"Is someone playing the violin?" Luo Fei couldn't help wondering.

"That's the tune of Bianhua!" Xiaolu said in surprise.

"It's on the second floor!" Xiaoman said.

Xiaolu was the first to run to the second floor.Luo Fei and Xiaoman also followed closely.

The three of them came to the corridor on the second floor and followed the sound to the door of the piano room.

Fawn turned the doorknob and muttered, "There should be no one in the piano room."

Xiao Lu twisted twice, then turned to look at Luo Fei: "The door is locked."

Xiaolu immediately knocked on the door, but there was no response in the room.

At this time, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, followed by a heavy sound, as if something had hit the ground heavily.Luo Fei couldn't wait to slam on the door hard, but the door didn't budge.

Xiaoman pushed Luo Fei away: "Get out of the way!"

Xiaoman stepped forward and kicked violently, the door burst open in response.

(End of this chapter)