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Chapter 28 Mysterious Music Score
Under the quiet moonlight, a light was on on the second floor of a villa, and the sound of the piano was playing in the lighted room. The melody was sad and lingering.

Suddenly, the piano sound stopped abruptly.

At this moment, a well-dressed man was lying on the floor in the room, with a strange smile on his face, and a tear from the corner of his eye ran across his cheek...

The next morning at Luo Fei's house, another gunshot was heard.In the room, scattered feathers floated in the room.

Luo Fei threw a shriveled pillow aside, and shouted at Xiaoman: "Start!"

Xiaoman jumped on the bed in response.

Luo Fei clapped his hands like a movie director: "Stop!"

Xiaoman stopped again, and looked back at Luo Fei.

"The victim jumped on the bed and touched the gun under the pillow. The suspect hit the pillow with the first shot. When the victim turned around, the suspect fired the second shot. Bang!" Luo Fei gestured with his hands while talking about the play.

"what!"

Xiaoman fell on the bed and did not move. Immediately afterwards, Luo Fei stepped forward to observe with a serious expression.

"The feathers on your body are consistent with the situation at the scene, but the suspect claimed that the victim shot first, and he was forced to fight back. If this is the case, the victim was facing the murderer at the time, and the feathers would not have been stained here...here... here……"

Luo Fei said and pointed at Xiaoman: "So the suspect lied, this is not self-defense, it is murder." Xiaoman looked serious: "Can I get up?"

Luo Fei nodded: "Yes."

"What do I need to do next?" Xiaoman was eager to try.

"Clean up the room." Luo Fei walked to the dining table, picked up a glass of milk and drank it.

Xiaoman crossed her hips: "No more?"

"No more." Luo Fei shrugged.

"Aside from playing corpses and sweeping the floor, is there nothing else I can help with?"

"No, tidying up the room doesn't require logical thinking, it's very suitable for a simple-minded person like you." Luo Fei said meanly.

Xiaoman was so angry that she pointed at her nose: "I'm simple-minded? Then why was it me and not you who caught Ma Boyuan last time in the case of no-ones?"

Luo Fei put down the milk and said solemnly: "First of all, Ma Bo is far from being a murderer but a suspect. Secondly, I "deduced" his hiding place first, so you, Detective Qin, had the chance to arrest him. Thirdly, you at that time It also uses brute force, not brain power."

"Luo Fei!" Xiao Man quickly approached Luo Fei.

Luo Fei looked smug and unafraid: "So I don't see any use for you to use this example, except...to bring shame on yourself."

After hearing this, Xiaoman threw a punch at Luo Fei. Luo Fei didn't expect Xiaoman to be serious, so he couldn't dodge and tripped, and pulled Xiaoman down on the bed together.

For a moment, the tip of their noses touched each other, and they both froze.

Suddenly, a handsome boy with a backpack knocked on the door, but the door was unlocked, so he poked his head in, saw the picture on the bed, and turned his head away hastily.

"Excuse me, does Mr. Luo Fei live here?"

Luo Fei was startled by the sound, and Xiaoman's reddish cheeks were reflected in his out-of-focus eyes.

"Can I get up?"

Xiaoman also came back to his senses, Teng Leng jumped up, and Luo Fei also stood up.

"Yes, I am Luo Fei."

The boy looked at Luo Fei and Xiao Man, and rushed forward to shake hands with Luo Fei.

"Hello, I have known you for a long time, and I finally saw you in person today."

Xiaoman pointed at Luo Fei with disgust: "Wait, have you admired his name for a long time?"

The boy nodded hurriedly: "That's right, Luo Fei is the number one detective in Shanghai, everyone who loves reasoning knows that."

Luo Fei smiled politely and winked at Xiaoman.

Xiaoman gave him a rather disdainful look.

"I'm sorry to disturb you and your girlfriend." The boy said with a smile.

Xiaoman glared at the boy angrily: "I'm not his girlfriend."

But Xiaoman's still reddish face was not convincing at all.

The boy looked surprised, "Huh? Then just now..."

Xiaoman patted the boy's shoulder vigorously: "I'm a police detective!"

The boy looked at Xiaoman and nodded in confusion.

"Don't scare other people's children, go clean up the house." Luo Fei pushed Xiaoman away, and said to the boy, "What do you want from me?"

The boy bowed to Luo Fei: "Oh, let me introduce myself first. My surname is Lu, the deer of the sika deer. Everyone calls me Xiaolu."

Xiaolu said as he took out a diary from his bag.

"My grandma passed away last month, leaving behind a diary with a password lock. Although it is not a valuable thing, I really want to know what my grandma wrote in it, but my grandma got Alzheimer's five years ago. I don’t remember the password. I’ve tried for a long time but still can’t open it, so I want to ask Detective Luo to help me crack the password.”

Luo Fei glanced at the notebook, not very interested: "Sorry, this kind of thing is not within the scope of my business, I'm afraid I can't help with it."

Xiaoman immediately hugged her shoulders and taunted: "Huh, you also said that you are a master of reasoning, and you can't even open a diary. It seems that this password will never be solved."

Luo Fei then turned his head to stare at Xiaoman, reached out and took the diary from Xiaolu's hand.

The three sat around the coffee table, looking at the diary.

Looking at the password lock on the diary, Luo Fei asked, "The password is four digits long. The old man must have linked the password with the numbers he can remember. Have you tried it on grandma's birthday?"

"I've tried birthdays, birth years, and wedding anniversaries, but none of them match."

"Where's the phone number?" Luo Fei asked again.

"She doesn't have a phone at home." Fawn shook his head.

Luo Fei thought for a moment, and then asked, "Does grandma have any habits? For example, the mantra she often says."

"No. Grandma is old and a little demented. She just pulls people around and talks nonsense all day long."

"What kind of nonsense?" Luo Fei moved his gaze to Xiaolu.

"She keeps talking, our family... listened to the cards..."

"Listen? Does she like playing mahjong?"

"Yeah, she used to like playing mahjong, and the neighbors called her "Queen of the Sparrow."

"Queen?" Xiaoman didn't know why.

"'Queen of Sparrows' is the name of the southerners. Mahjong is divided into north and south schools. The northern school listens to the most homogeneous, 1 to 9 perfect draws. The southern school of mahjong listens to four." Luo Fei said and continued to gesture number.

Xiaoman nodded: "I didn't expect that, Detective Luo, you also have research on mahjong."

"An excellent detective should naturally know a little bit about all aspects, which will help to solve the case. Our family's... listening card...?" Luo Fei began to think, and suddenly asked Xiao Lu, "By the way, the house number of your grandmother's house What's the number?"

"Room 123, No. 45, Lane 505, Fukaisen Road." Xiaolu said quickly.

“麻将里没有0。去掉0就是1、2、3、4、5、5、5，那么听牌就是1、4、3、6。”罗非说道。

Xiaolu hurriedly turned the combination dial: "1, 4, 3, 6."

The diary clicked open.

Xiaolu danced happily: "It's crazy! Oh no, it's open!"

Xiaoman was pleasantly surprised: "It's really opened! Let me see."

Xiaolu closed the diary in a panic: "Grandma's diary, I want to take it home and read it slowly."

Xiaoman nodded: "Oh, that's true."

Luo Fei stared at the little deer in front of him: "I'm afraid this is not your grandma's diary?"

"Luo Fei, what do you mean?" Xiaoman couldn't help but look at the little deer in front of him again as he spoke.

"You just said that grandma suffered from Alzheimer's five years ago. This diary must have been stored for more than five years. But this diary is as white as new, so I have reason to suspect that this is not your grandma's diary at all."

Xiaolu smiled: "The great detective really lives up to his reputation."

Fawn then opened the diary, which was blank.

"You took an empty diary and asked Luo Fei to open it, why?"

Luo Fei had an impatient expression on his face: "In order to test me and see if I am a qualified detective, I think Mr. Lu must have a real case for me to solve next, right?"

Xiaolu nodded, took out a newspaper and put it on the coffee table.

Luo Fei glanced at it: "This is yesterday's newspaper."

Xiaolu pointed to a piece of news above.

"Shocked to learn that conductor Xiao Lang died suddenly at home last night." After Luo Fei finished reading this sentence, he handed the newspaper to Xiao Man, who read it carefully.

Xiao Lu said very sincerely: "Actually, my real identity is the assistant of the conductor Xiao Lang who was listed in the newspaper. I came here to ask Luo Fei to help me investigate the cause of Teacher Xiao's death."

Xiaoman put down the newspaper: "Didn't the newspaper say that Xiao Lang died suddenly of a heart attack?"

Xiaolu nodded with a complicated expression: "Yes, but not all. In fact, all of this is related to a mysterious song..."

(End of this chapter)