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Chapter 149 Let's Assume There Is a Dead Person

"For Alice" is a very popular song, and its popularity can be compared with the songs of square dancing aunts.

Because it can be perfectly applied to various occasions, from the school bell to the ambient music of the coffee shop, its melody has been drifting.

Therefore, even people who don't understand music at all will feel somewhat familiar when they hear the melody.

"It's such a familiar piece." The lawyer appeared at the door of the piano room and said warmly.

"It's "For Alice." The female writer responded.

It is indeed the pianist who is playing, and the female writer in the same room is standing under the wall shelf reading a book, and turns her head when she hears the lawyer's voice.

She was wearing a white chiffon shirt, and the red music note brooch on her chest shone brightly under the indoor lights.

The lawyer's eyes wandered over her chest, and then he walked towards the piano and said, "Did you find anything here? I have no clues at all, and the phone line of the landline has been unplugged."

"Is that so? I told the chef before that I should call the police." The pianist sitting on the bench was a little surprised.

They didn't have any contact tools on them, so the words to call the police were just casual talk, but he didn't expect the lawyer to find the phone number.

Although the telephone line has also been unplugged now.

The lawyer nodded: "There is a landline in the study, but I can't use it—what about your side?"

"I haven't found anything in the piano room, but I suspect that the vase in the corridor on the second floor was broken after being attacked!" the pianist said solemnly.

"More importantly, the place where we woke up is also very strange." The female writer said at this time: "Who exactly killed someone in the villa and then moved us all to the restaurant?"

As soon as she said this, the piano room fell into a brief silence.

Because the question doesn't need an answer at all.

Players can clearly know that there is their birth point, so no one has bothered about it until now—unless the opponent is an NPC.

The lawyer paced around the piano, thinking about it and said: "In this case, if a murderer commits a murder in the villa, where will the other party hide the body?"

The pianist went on to say: "Then assuming there is indeed a murderer, will that person be among us?"

The female writer followed closely: "If this is really the case, what would be the other party's motive for the murder?"

After the words fell, the piano room fell into silence again. The lawyer looked at the pianist inexplicably, and the female writer also looked at the pianist inexplicably.

Suddenly being stared at by the couple quietly, the pianist raised his eyebrows: "However, shouldn't the most urgent thing be where the corpse is hidden?"

"What if that corpse could walk?"

The words came from the door.

The three of them turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw the dancer walking in with the help of the blind girl. She was looking at them with a smile. Her eye-catching fiery red dress reflected the dark red curtains of the piano room, which matched it quite well. .

The pianist was the first to laugh and said, "What are you talking about? How could a corpse walk?"

Lawyers and female writers responded that it was impossible.

So far, they haven't been able to expose each other's anomalies, so the play of deafness has to go on.

Seeing this, the dancer laughed again, skipped the topic, and said with a smile, "Well, I'll just say it casually. So what were you talking about just now, tell us too?"

Xu Shuo obediently stood aside, and after saying hello, he hugged his cane and remained silent.

Back in the corridor, he had heard the conversation of this group of people clearly—obviously, the lawyer and the female writer were now wondering whether the pianist might be the one who died.

If the female writer really has any signs of going out, the lawyer will have two lines: know or don't know.

A lawyer who knows about this may make a murderous move, targeting the pianist and female writer, their chances of death are [-]/[-].

From the female writer's point of view, if the lawyer knows about this, the pianist is probably the target of the murder.

Because in her handbook records, the two were really in love with each other before. If there are emotional elements mixed in, it is obvious that the risk rate of the third party is relatively high.

But for now, it can only be tested superficially.

After listening to their narration, the dancer's eyes lit up and he said: "In this case, suppose there is a murderer and a deceased among the seven of us, who would everyone think?"

After the words fell, the three of them looked strange.

How could such a thing be speculated openly!

The dancers are really making fire everywhere, it's not a big deal just to watch the excitement!

Xu Shuo stood aside, turned his head slightly towards the direction of the sound, and suddenly broke the embarrassment: "Is the pianist playing the piano just now?"

The pianist who was suddenly called was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and then realized that the other party was invisible, and said, "Yes, it's me."

"The sound you play makes me feel wonderful, can you play it for me again?"

"Sure." The pianist smiled slightly.

Although he has amnesia, it does not prevent him from playing the piano.

Seeing this, the lawyer who was leaning on the grand piano got up and moved away from the piano stand, walked to the side of the female writer, and stood with her.

The pianist lifted up his tuxedo, sat upright seriously, and landed his slender fingers on the keys. As the fingers jumped, a brand new piano piece fluttered out.

wow——

Like the sound of ocean waves, the music set off waves.

Xu Shuo couldn't tell what piece he was playing, but the diffused sound waves hit the piano room, and ripples appeared in the darkness.

The music that fills the entire piano room portrays all the people present!

Five people, either standing or sitting in different places in the piano room.

He "saw" the dancer standing next to her, with a graceful figure, her long legs wrapped in a floor-to-ceiling skirt, and the tips of her high-heeled shoes were exposed at the end.

Not far away was the female writer standing with the lawyer. The sound waves hit her, and a brooch shape of a musical note was drawn on the shirt.

——There really are.

Although the possibility of the dancer deceiving him in this matter is not high, Xu Shuo still likes to make sure for himself.

After all, he can't see now, and he can only acquiesce to what others say.

The female writer was leaning against the bookshelf with her arms folded, and she was still holding the journal in her hand, probably some important clue.

The image of the lawyer is clean, with a neat suit and a scruffy back hair, and there is nothing else worth noting about his body.

While Xu Shuo was silently observing these people, he suddenly heard strange footsteps.

Da da da……

Not like the sound of high heels.

Xu Shuo turned his head slightly, but he saw the dancer walking towards the pianist. During this music, he finally heard the dull footsteps of the other party!
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[Almost forgot, Happy New Year's Day, book friends! 】

　Don't think about it, I don't plan to build a group.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)