Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 98 Strange Notes
There are many flowers and plants planted in Zeng Wei's yard. Although it is night, the two of them can smell the distinct fragrance of flowers as soon as they come in.

"Please sit down. Why did you decide to come for an interview now?" Zeng Wei glanced at the two of them in confusion. "The firsthand information was already exposed more than half a month ago."

Zhang Xingzhi sighed, "To be honest, the editor-in-chief is asking us to follow this case, which is completely clueless and unsolvable. He's actually looking for an excuse to demote us."

"We want to make some progress and dig up some unreported content. We can't really let him take us to the county town..."

Zeng Wei then nodded and believed what he said.

"No wonder you're still running so late. It's not easy for you either," he said, looking at the piano in the corner. "I'm almost done with it too. This school is probably going to close down. The students don't want to go to school, and the teachers don't want to go back to teach. I heard rumors that they might transfer the teachers and students to other schools. There's no shortage of music teachers like me in other schools."

"From what you said, it seems that you are not afraid to go back to class?" Zhang Xingzhi suddenly asked.

Zeng Wei glanced at Zhang Xingzhi and said, "What am I afraid of? You want to ask about Luo Huiwen, right?"

"I can tell you that I am very familiar with her and I was the one who taught her how to play guitar." Zeng Wei suddenly talked about this.

"She doesn't have many friends at school, and there's no adult at home to look after her. As a teacher, I often take care of her in her studies and daily life. Everyone knows this."

Zeng Wei looked directly at the two of them: "Even if the haunting is because of her, I'm not afraid!"

"I'm not doubting you," Zhang Xingzhi quickly explained. "I'm just asking, when does Luo Huiwen usually practice guitar?"

"In the music class after school, she loves playing guitar and can practice for a long time. She's very talented..."

As Zeng Wei spoke, a different look flashed in his eyes: "Other students treat my class as entertainment, but she is very serious, very serious!"

"She's a good kid."

"I like good kids..."

"It's a pity, she shouldn't have died..."

"Did you buy Luo Huiwen the guitar?" He Chu suddenly asked.

"How is that possible?" Zeng Wei glared at He Chu. "I don't have much money myself, how can I have the spare money to do good deeds?"

"Sorry." He Chu stopped talking.

Seeing this, Zhang Xingzhi immediately took over the conversation and asked a few more questions.

"It's getting late. Sorry to bother you tonight. We'll be leaving now."

At about 11:20, the two left Zeng Wei's house.

There’s just enough time to walk back to school now.

Along the way, the two chatted about Zeng Wei.

"I think he is hiding something from us." He Chu said.

"You felt it too? In what way?" Zhang Xingzhi asked.

"I can't explain it, but when Zeng Wei mentioned Luo Huiwen, he didn't look like a teacher." He Chu was a little confused. He couldn't understand that expression.

Zhang Xingzhi was silent for a moment: "You are still a student. If you enter society, you should be able to understand his expression."

"What do you mean?" He Chu was stunned.

Zhang Xingzhi snorted coldly: "Lover."

"This Zeng Wei seems honest, but he's actually full of thieves and prostitutes. There was lust in his eyes when he mentioned Luo Huiwen. This is not something a teacher should see."

Zhang Xingzhi has met so many people, and he observed them carefully during the conversation just now. How could he not see the secret in his heart?

He Chu was very surprised: "But, Luo Huiwen is still a high school student, isn't he..."

"Yes, he lacks teacher ethics," Zhang Xingzhi said helplessly, "but there's nothing we can do. We can only condemn him on a moral level."

"Luo Huiwen is introverted and friendless, and her father is often away from home for work. It would be very easy for someone like Zeng Wei to take advantage of her situation," Zhang Xingzhi said, as if thinking of something. "What's more, she's still a high school student. At this age, it's easy to be attracted to someone with outstanding skills."

"For example, he plays basketball well, sings beautifully, can play a musical instrument, or even runs fast. In short, Zeng Wei is indeed easy to get."

"You mean, Zeng Wei is related to Luo Huiwen's death?" He Chu said.

"Whether he murdered Luo Huiwen or not, I don't know, but it's hard to say he had nothing to do with it."

Zhang Xingzhi spoke with conviction, pushing up his glasses. "Didn't you notice that Zeng Wei used almost exclusively declarative language when discussing Luo Huiwen's case? Perhaps from his perspective, there's nothing suspicious about the matter itself." "But the problem is, even the police are wondering whether Luo Huiwen is dead or alive."

"But Zeng Wei explicitly said, 'She shouldn't have died.'"

He Chu looked at Zhang Xingzhi in surprise. This young and handsome professional agent was much more perceptive than he had imagined.

"So, Zeng Wei must have seen Luo Huiwen's body and knew she was dead."

"Either..."

As they were talking, the two had already arrived at the school gate. The cold moon was hanging high in the sky, casting a pale light.

The dark clouds gathered together, as if blocking the sky above the school, and did not disperse to other parts of the sky.

The wind was still blowing. Zhang Xingzhi looked at the deadly silent campus under the moonlight and whispered:

"Or, he's seen her ghost."

The time is almost midnight.

The real midnight moment.

[Classroom, please don’t go to that classroom in the middle of the night]

The two of them have already figured out the location of the music classroom.

It’s at the corner of the fifth floor of the teaching building. Just turn the corner and you’ll reach the rooftop.

It's a very secluded room that doesn't affect other classrooms.

Following the stairs, under the moonlight, the two arrived in front of the music classroom.

The classroom door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

The wind was just enough to make the curtains rustle.

Under the pale moonlight, the dancing curtains looked like a figure struggling in despair.

Both of them felt a little nervous.

After all, this teaching building is full of ghosts in the afternoon.

Although they didn't see the ghost at night, they all knew that it must still be there somewhere.

The two of them looked carefully at the music classroom. The layout was similar to that of a regular music classroom. There was a portrait of Beethoven hanging on the wall, and a piano was placed diagonally in the corner near the podium.

There is a guitar hanging on the back wall of the classroom.

at this time……

"do..."

The strings vibrate, it's the sound of a guitar!
The two of them panicked and turned their heads to look.

Two pale green, narrow arms stretched out from the wall and...plucked the strings of the piano.

fa……

si……

"fa, si... fa, si... fa, si"

Repeatedly playing these two notes.

He Chu had some knowledge of music. He knew that among the five ancient notes of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu, the two notes missing in modern times were fa and si.

Moreover, it is not that the ancients did not discover these two sounds.

It’s just that the ancients thought that these two sounds were strange and disharmonious, so they were not included in the standard pronunciation.

At this moment, the guitar being plucked by the ghost hand was repeatedly playing the two notes "fa, si".

The two of them also completely understood why these two sounds were considered strange...

(End of this chapter)