The dancer walked towards the pianist, but did not do anything, just walked around him curiously.
But Xu Shuo felt that the steps she took when she landed 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 nearby saw the dancer's movements, they just glanced at it casually. The pianist was even more selfless in playing his own melody. This state of immersion could not be said to be at its peak, but could only be said to be excessive.
At least Xu Shuo could temporarily "see" the spreading sound waves, and even because of the bold and passionate penetrating power of the melody, he could even easily describe the outline of the building downstairs.
After a piece of music ended, the pianist opened his squinted eyes, and then a suspicious voice came from next to him:
"Did you play it wrong?"
"Ahem." The pianist said without blushing and without a beating heart: "No, I modified it specifically for the tension of the rhythm."
The dancer looked at him with a strange expression, but it was those few wrong sounds that allowed her to control herself.
The pianist then turned to the blind girl over there and asked with a smile: "Little sister, how do I play?"
Xu Shuo nodded, with a sweet smile on his face: "The playing is very nice. I feel like I can hear a beautiful world in your music, which makes me feel a lot happier!"
"Oh, little sister, you know 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 gave a few perfunctory claps.
They were listening to music here, while the lawyer and the female writer leaning against the book wall were chatting quietly amidst the music. Then, the female writer opened her notebook to him.
The dancer approached quickly like a cat that smelled something fishy.
"what are you guys saying?"
"There is nothing related to the villa recorded in my diary." The female writer who was questioned looked helpless. She turned to the last page, which recorded a photo on the table.
It looks a bit like a candlelight dinner, except no one is in the mirror, just the food on the table and the table decorated with candles and 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 have inspiration again!"
This was the last thing recorded in the diary, probably the closest to the incident in the villa, but there really wasn't anything strange about it.
The pianist came over at some point, rubbed his chin and asked, "Is this candlelight dinner on the balcony?"
The female writer nodded: "I went to see the balcony before, and the dining tables have been cleared away. There is nothing unusual, so this shouldn't have happened yesterday."
Even if it is, then the tragedy in the villa should not have happened during the meal, otherwise there will always be traces there.
Moreover, there was nothing unusual in the piano room. It looked strange due to the dark decoration and the appearance of the camera, but there was nothing suspicious about it.
In comparison, the more conspicuous places such as corridors, stairs, living rooms, and kitchens are the most confusing and have the most clues.
It seems that the disputes at that time broke out in an instant, and there was no unnecessary conspiracy at all.
They were discussing there, while Xu Shuo, who couldn't see anything, stood alone opposite with his head lowered, as if he was isolated.
"How about we make a hypothesis..."
Suddenly, the girl over there spoke softly, with a hint of inquiry and caution.
The dancer's attention turned to her again, he leaned over and grabbed the girl's hand, and asked enthusiastically: "What should I assume, sister?"
Xu Shuo whispered: "None of us know what happened now, but from what you said, the situation in the villa is very serious, and it seems that... someone died. In this case, could the murderer just stay there?
Where is one of the seven of us in the villa?"
"But no body has been found yet," the pianist said thoughtfully.
"Suppose there is a corpse hidden somewhere we can't find, and the murderer is also one of us." Xu Shuo said in a thicker voice: "If we don't speculate like this, maybe we won't be able to understand what happened.
What's up."
This is the rare time that Xu Shuo feels that he is not suspected of committing a crime. He is now very confident!
What bad things can a blind girl who is weak, helpless and unable to move do?
"Sister, what you said makes sense, do you have someone in mind now?" The dancer also quickly raised the topic.
She mentioned this just now, but was deliberately avoided by these people. Now that someone mentioned it again, she naturally would not miss the opportunity.
Xu Shuo shook his head, with an apologetic look on his face: "I can't see anything. I'm the one who least knows what's going on outside. I'm afraid it would be bad for everyone if I make random guesses."
The dancer held her chin in thought, glanced at the expressions of the three people next to her, and said, "In that case, I have a candidate in mind!"
"Who is it?" Everyone was a little surprised.
"Chef!" the dancer said seriously.
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"If you killed someone, for what reason would you do it?"
When this question was asked, the silly-looking chef next to him was stunned.
After a long while, he said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Although I know that the scene in the kitchen is a bit imaginative, I feel that if I really committed a crime, I would definitely not choose a place like the kitchen where it is easy to be exposed."
"Then where will you choose?" the maid then asked.
"Wait, why do you have to take my place?" the chef said angrily: "If it were you, where would you choose to commit the murder?"
Hearing this, the male servant laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "I'm just a handyman. I don't think I have any motive for committing murder. It's indeed a bit unreliable to assume this."
In the lobby on the first floor, the two of them sat at the end of the sofa that was not stained with blood and discussed.
The chef looked at the bullet in his hand and said: "Furthermore, judging from the situation at the scene, there may have been more than one person who committed the crime at that time. The other party also had a lethal weapon such as a pistol. No matter how you think about it, the most suspected person should be
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"Lawyer?" the male servant answered.
"Yes." The chef nodded: "As the owner of the villa and having a professional relationship, the lawyer is most likely to have a gun."
"What about the deceased?" the valet continued.
After the words fell, both of them paused strangely. The chef looked up to the second floor, where the sound of the piano had just come from.
He said softly: "The feelings of a female writer are also a very important key clue. If a lawyer holds a gun and discovers that his wife has cheated on him, will he do anything drastic in anger?"
The valet rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: "But since you said there may be more than one person who committed the crime, who would be the accomplice?"
"Take a bold guess, writer?" said the cook.
"Let's make a bold guess. The dancer likes the lawyer. It's a four-corner relationship!" the male servant said firmly.
Anyway, they kept themselves very separate.
And the weak, pitiful and helpless blind girl really doesn't have any role.