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Chapter 150 Assume Again There Is A Murderer Among Us

The dancer walked towards the pianist, but did nothing but walked around him curiously.

But Xu Shuo felt that her steps on the floor were a little strange.

At that time, I seemed to want to do something, but I held back.

When the two people around saw the dancer's movements, they just glanced at them casually. The pianist was playing his own melody even more selflessly. This state of devotion can't be said to be the pinnacle, it can only be said to be excessive.

At least Xu Shuo could "see" the diffused sound waves for a while, and even because of the bold and passionate penetrating power of the melody, he could even outline the outline of the downstairs.

After a piece of music was over, the pianist opened his squinted eyes, and then a suspicious voice came from the side:

"Did you play it wrong?"

"Cough." The pianist said without blushing, "No, I specially modified it for the tension of the rhythm."

The dancer looked at him with a strange expression, but it was those wrong sounds that made her restrain herself.

The pianist then turned to the blind girl over there, and asked with a smile, "Little sister, how am I playing?"

Xu Shuo nodded, with an obedient smile on the corner of his mouth: "You play very nicely. I feel that I can hear a beautiful world in your music. It makes me feel much happier!"

"Oh, my little sister understands it very well!" The pianist who was praised by the audience was very satisfied, and raised his eyebrows at the dancer next to him.

The dancer perfunctorily applauded a few times.

They were listening to the music here, while the lawyer and the female writer leaning against the book wall were whispering in the music, and then the female writer opened the handbook to him.

The dancer approached swiftly like a cat that has just smelled fish.

"what are you guys saying?"

"I didn't record anything related to the villa in my handbook." The female writer who was questioned looked helpless, and she turned to the last page, which recorded a photo on a table.

It looks a bit like a candlelight dinner, except no one is in the picture, just the food being laid out and the table decorated with candle roses.

The written text is "Tasting delicious food with melodious music is also a way to soothe the brain. Thanks to my husband for the candlelight dinner specially prepared for me, I think I am inspired again!"

This is the last thing recorded in the handbook, probably the closest time to the villa incident, but there is really nothing strange about it.

The pianist came over at some point, rubbed his chin and asked, "The location of this candlelight dinner is on the balcony?"

The female writer nodded: "I went to the balcony before, and the dining table has been cleared. There is nothing unusual, so this should not have happened yesterday."

Even if it was, then the tragedy in the villa should not have happened during the meal, otherwise there would always be traces left there.

And there is nothing unusual in the piano room. It looks weird from the dark decoration and appearance rate, but there are not many suspicious things.

In comparison, the more conspicuous places such as corridors, stairs, living room, and kitchen are the most chaotic and have the most clues.

It seems that the disputes at that time broke out in an instant, and there was no superfluous conspiracy at all.

They were discussing over there, and Xu Shuo, who couldn't see anything, stood alone with his head down, as if he was isolated.

"Or, let's assume..."

Suddenly, the girl over there spoke softly, cautiously with a trace of questioning.

The dancer's attention was on her again, he leaned over and grabbed the girl's hand, and asked with interest, "How should my sister assume?"

Xu Shuo said in a low voice: "None of us know what happened now, but I heard from you that the situation in the villa is very serious, and it seems... that someone died. If this is the case, could the murderer just stay in the house?" In the villa, where is one of the seven of us?"

"But no body has been found yet." The pianist said thoughtfully.

"Assuming that there is a corpse hidden in a place we can't find, and the murderer is also one of us." Xu Shuo said in a more serious voice: "If we don't speculate like this, maybe we will never be able to understand what happened. What's up."

This was a rare time for Xu Shuo to feel that he was not suspected of committing a murder, and he was very confident now!
What bad things can a poor, helpless, blind girl with limited mobility do?

"Sister is right, so do you have someone in mind?" The dancer also quickly brought up the topic.

She also mentioned it just now, but these people deliberately avoided it, and now someone mentions it again, so naturally she will not let go of the opportunity.

Xu Shuo shook his head, with an apologetic expression on his face: "I can't see anything, and I'm the one who doesn't know what's going on outside. I'm afraid it's bad for everyone if I make random guesses."

The dancer rested his chin in thought, glanced at the expressions of the three people beside him, and said, "Since this is the case, I have someone in mind!"

"Who is it?" Everyone was a little surprised.

"Chef!" said the dancer seriously.

...

...

"If you killed someone, for what reason would you do it?"

When this question was asked, the innocent-looking chef next to him was dumbfounded.

After a while, he said dumbfoundedly: "Although I know the scene in the kitchen is a bit imaginative, but I think that if I really committed a crime, I would definitely not choose such an easily exposed place as the kitchen."

"Then where would you choose to be?" the male servant asked immediately.

"Wait, why do you have to ask me to substitute?" The chef said angrily: "If it were you, where would you choose to commit the crime?"

Hearing this, the male servant laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm just a handyman, no matter how you look at it, I don't have any motive for the murder. It's indeed a bit unreliable to assume that."

In the hall on the first floor, the two sat on the bloodless sofa and discussed.

The chef looked at the bullet in his hand, and said: "And, judging from the situation at the scene, there may be more than one person who committed the murder at that time, and the other party also possessed a lethal weapon such as a pistol. No matter how you think about it, the most suspicious person should be -"

"Lawyer?" The servant answered.

"Yes." The chef nodded: "As the owner of the villa, with professional connections, the possibility of a lawyer holding a gun is the greatest."

"Then what about the deceased?" the manservant continued.

And after the words fell, both of them paused strangely. The chef looked up to the second floor, where the sound of the piano came from just now.

He said softly: "The feelings of a female writer are also a very important key clue. If a lawyer holds a gun and finds out that his wife is cheating, will he do something radical in anger?"

The male servant rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: "But since you said that there may be more than one murderer, who would be the accomplice?"

"Take a wild guess, authoress?" said the cook.

"Let's guess more boldly, dancers like lawyers, this is a four-corner relationship!" the male servant said firmly.

Anyway, they kept themselves clear.

And the weak, pitiful and helpless blind girl really doesn't have any part in it.

　Happy New Year's Day, thank you book friends for your reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)