The dancer tilted her head close to his ear, and the cool breath spread on her skin.
She said mysteriously: "I found that there is a problem in the relationship between the lawyer and the writer!"
Xu Shuo: "..."
It’s true that listening to your words is like listening to nonsense.
She was so mysterious that Xu Shuo thought there would be some reliable clues that the two of them would investigate together, but this was the result.
This news can't be said to be useless, but it can't be said to be very useful either.
And compared to the fact that the dancer was here to share clues, Xu Shuo felt more that this person was entertaining himself - he would never misjudge this feeling.
Xu Shuo said hesitantly: "Probably not. Maybe it's just because they have lost their memory now, so they don't seem to have a good relationship."
The dancer looked at him with a smile, did not talk about this topic again, and asked instead: "What is my sister doing in the room?"
"I originally wanted to rest, but I couldn't fall asleep, so I read a book for a while." Xu Shuo said and let go, and the dancer helped him walk into the room.
"What book?" the dancer asked enthusiastically: "Can you still read?"
"Not your kind of book."
Xu Shuo smiled, calmly broke away from the dancer's support, walked to the table, opened the drawer, and took out the top book.
The dancer stood next to him. When he lowered his head, he saw several books and an electronic tablet in the drawer.
The cover of the book that was taken out is a beautiful hand-painted painting, and the title of the cover is also inlaid with small diamonds. It is not inlaid according to the pattern of the font, but has its own special pattern.
The dancer seemed to realize something. She took the heavy but not very thick book and opened it. As expected, she couldn't understand a single point in the book.
This Braille book is quite exquisitely made. The reason why it is heavy is because the "braille" inside are all beautiful little diamonds. Even if a blind person cannot appreciate this beauty, it is still inlaid with colorful diamonds.
It doesn't look like it came from a publishing house, but it looks like it was customized personally.
"The story is quite interesting, but it seems like it's only half written," Xu Shuo said.
"Sister said just now that this is an urban love story? Can you tell me about it? After all, I can't understand it now." The dancer thrust the book back into his hand and said enthusiastically.
"sure."
Xu Shuo raised the corner of his mouth, sat down on the bed, opened the pages of the book and caressed the small diamonds, recalling the plot of the story and explaining it to her in detail.
The dancer pushed down the chair next to the table and seemed to sit next to her. From time to time, she would respond a few times, but the place where the sound came from would occasionally shift a slight distance.
Her footsteps were so light that Xu Shuo couldn't hear them even if they were close at hand.
But when she touched other things, even with very small movements, the sound waves spread slowly.
"Speaking of which, are the protagonists a painter who pursues art and a strong woman who works hard?" the dancer suddenly asked.
"Yes." Xu Shuo nodded.
"When I helped the writer pick up the manuscript from the floor, I saw a little bit of the content. There was also the character of the painter in it. Could it be a follow-up to this novel?" the dancer said.
"Was this novel written by that sister?" Xu Shuo asked in a questioning tone.
Afterwards, the dancer stopped talking, and Xu Shuo felt the other person approaching again, his breath touching his ears.
The dancer laughed and said: "Actually, if you are in an adoption relationship, you should call that woman 'Mom'... or something~"
Xu Shuo: "..."
This bad taste rivals Pei Sheng's convulsions.
Xu Shuo pretended not to hear it and turned to look outside the door: "The sound of the piano has stopped? I don't know who is playing the piano. It sounds very nice."
"Ah, it's the pianist, I guess. I saw him going over there. I didn't expect that he still remembered how to play despite losing his memory." Halfway through, the dancer said with an unknown smile: "The writer is also in the piano room.
"
Xu Shuo nodded. He had also heard the sound of high heels before. The first melody should have been randomly pressed by the female writer.
Immediately afterwards, the dancer added: "They were probably in the ensemble just now, the pianist and the writer. And you didn't see that the writer also wore a very delicate musical note brooch on his clothes."
Xu Shuo: "Really..."
You just stick to people's feelings, right?
Now - the chef, the maid, the lawyer, the female writer, the blind girl, and finally the pianist, their presence in the villa has been roughly outlined. So what role does the dancer play in this?
There is a piano in the villa. In addition to using it yourself, the owner may also invite a pianist. What about the dancers?
Do the wealthy people here like to watch dancing while listening to the piano?
What a simple and luxurious life.
Xu Shuo tapped his cane on the floor twice, stood up and said, "I wanted to take a rest but couldn't fall asleep. Why don't you take me out for a walk?"
The dancer happily rushed up to hug his arm and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll take you to the piano room to see it!"
He really has a strong emotional rivalry with the female writer.
After the two people left, the lights in the room were turned off. In the silent darkness, a strange and winding pattern gradually appeared on the off-white wall, emitting a glistening red light in the darkness.
At one o'clock in the morning, the lights in the villa were still bright.
…
…
The study next to the master bedroom.
The lawyer had a weird face and looked through dozens of photos with a cuckold that seemed to be about to be taken off, trying to find clues in them.
The reason why this hat was not put on yet was because he rationally discovered that although the female writer was often alone with the pianist, and the conversation between the two seemed very pleasant, she did not do anything out of the ordinary.
The only thing that was a little more intimate was sitting together and playing piano music together.
In the photo, the blind girl also appeared several times. The three of them were sitting in the garden drinking tea and reading, seemingly chatting about something.
The angle of the candid shot should be on the second floor of the villa. From a bird's-eye view, after being blocked by the branches, you can only see the female writer leaning over to read the manuscript to the pianist sitting opposite.
The two people's heads were very close to each other at this angle, but there was a blind girl sitting next to her who was also leaning her head sideways, so it was impossible for her to do something inappropriate no matter how she thought about it.
However, a blood-red horizontal line was drawn in the middle of the photo.
The photo of the ensemble was also marked with a horizontal line, separating the female writer and the pianist in the middle. The horizontal line almost scratched the entire photo. It can be seen from the handwriting how hard the person involved was working!
Therefore, the "lawyer" is basically convinced that his wife is having an affair with someone else!
And the handwriting is a bit new, it should have been drawn not long ago.
After reading this, the lawyer reluctantly put down the photos and continued to look for clues in the drawer, but there were not many useful clues after that. The only thing related to the villa was the female writer.
The lawyer frowned and thought, if his "key target" this time is a female writer...
At this time, a melodious piano playing came from outside.