Lu Tiao immediately tightened his grip on the crowbar in his hand.
He observed carefully and found that the face of the mannequin seemed to have been damaged by something, revealing the outline of human facial features.
"Were these mannequins the ones that caused the fire?"
Lu Tiao took two steps back and shined the light of his flashlight around the switch.
He didn't know much about electrical circuits, so he could only see that the fire was dense near the switch and became smaller outside.
"But why did the fire backstage lead to Du Danping's death?"
Judging from the situation in the theater hall, the fire almost spread to the entire hall, and even a big hole was broken in the dome. How will the fire that started backstage evolve into this?
"There shouldn't be many people in the theater at that time. If there were no other accidents, they should be evacuated soon. What affected them?"
The more Lu Tan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
There were more than ten or twenty people rehearsing here, and no one noticed when a fire broke out backstage, and the fire spread to the point where it almost destroyed the entire theater. Could it be that all these people lost their minds and fell asleep?
At the same time, Lu Jian felt that the surroundings were a little ridiculously hot.
Sweat was already forming on his back, and the heat was still rising.
Lu Tan turned around and saw the entire theater burning!
In that scorching hell, a human figure covered in fire was struggling, wailing in pain, crawling towards the landing, trying to drag him into it.
Lu Tiao saw the figure with a human face at his feet, burning with flames, and stretched out his hand towards Lu Tiao's trouser legs.
He immediately waved the crowbar in his hand and hit the doll on the head.
Click——
The crowbar was torn apart, and the already rotten puppet's head was shattered with just one blow. Lu Tiao was about to run towards the outside of the stage, but found that the entire theater hall was dim again.
The fire just now seemed to be just a temporary hallucination, and the entire theater was still deserted, lonely, and dark.
Lu Jian looked at the object that was smashed by the crowbar. It was not a doll, but an ordinary wooden shelf placed randomly.
All the way out, the fused model dolls I saw earlier disappeared, like a nightmare.
Lu Tan came to the piano and turned around to shine a flashlight on the backstage. There was nothing there.
After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, Lu Jian suddenly realized that the heat before was really just an illusion.
The light of the flashlight shines on the messy second floor. There are no dolls wailing in pain, and there are no burning flames, only silence.
However, when Lu Jian used his flashlight to identify the mannequins with strange eyes in the control room directly opposite the stage, he was surprised to find that the mannequins staring at him in front of the window were all gone!!!
Lu Jian has many guesses about where these dolls have gone.
"These are the people who died in the fire at that time. Their resentment is left here, trying to find the person who killed them?"
"If this is the case, not only will they not hurt me, they should also help me."
Thinking of this, he seemed to feel a lot more at ease.
Lu Tiao returned to the first row next to his backpack.
After all, he is not a famous detective who can solve cases while sitting in a rocking chair. The police have investigated so many times, and he will definitely not be able to find many new clues about the case. Instead of going through all the trouble, it is better to wait for the other party to show up.
Since the task says to find a performer, it means there must be performances here at night, and someone on the local forum has also mentioned this.
Lu Tan sat back, took a sip of water, and continued to pick up his phone to watch videos.
I don't know if it was because his views on those weird mannequins had changed, but he didn't encounter any strange phenomena for a while after that.
To be precise, there was nothing worthy of his attention.
Occasionally there are strange sounds like footsteps coming from outside the hall, the crisp sound of marbles bouncing on the ground, and the occasional mannequin that appears and disappears in front of the window of the control room - if you ignore these, it is indeed quite...
Peaceful.
When twelve o'clock passed, Lu Jian looked at the remaining power of the power bank and looked up at the piano.
The moon was just above the hole in the dome at this time, and the clear moonlight fell down and hit the piano straight, forming a natural spotlight.
The theater hall was filled with a misty moonlight, making it much brighter.
Under such light, the originally gloomy, dark, and strange theater hall seemed less scary.
A cloud slowly drifted by, covering up these beautiful things.
Thumb——
Suddenly, there was a sound of strings coming from the piano.
Lu Tan immediately put away his cell phone, picked up the crowbar, picked up the flashlight, and walked toward the stage.
Thumb——
The sound of the piano sounded again, and it seemed dull, wooden, and sluggish, like a disabled person with hemiplegia struggling to raise his hand to press the music.
Thumb——
Lu Jian saw that the black and white keys of the piano were suddenly pressed automatically, as if an invisible person was adjusting the pitch.
Thumb——
When the fourth note sounded, Lu Jian heard that this sound seemed to be much more pleasant to the ears, as if a musician who had not touched the instrument for many years had finally found his touch.
Thumb——
By the fifth tone, there seems to be a faint melody between the two piano sounds.
As the clouds drift away and the moonlight shines on the piano again, the melody churns.
Completely contrary to this gloomy atmosphere, the clear and melodious piano sound filled the entire theater hall like flowing water, making people feel relaxed and happy.
The black and white keys of the piano continued to rise and fall, like waves swaying at dusk, rippling out a melody that Lu Jian had never seen before.
He was attracted by the sound of the piano for a moment, and it seemed that the only thing left in his mind was the melody.
The music continued to flow and jump, and the theater hall also quietly changed.
Those corrupt, dead, and dirty things suddenly took on colors, red, green, blue, colors imaginable and unimaginable by humans, echoing in the theater hall.
Unknowingly, many mannequins with weird eyes were standing in front of the control room window, standing in the ruined box, standing at the gate, without taking a step into the theater hall, just staring at the stage, like
They are the audience looking forward to the performance, and they are like the believers who worship devoutly.
Lu Tan was immersed in the melody with different contradictory emotions such as holy, solemn, solemn, light, melodious, and lively, and seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to do.
He could see, under the moonlight, a performer sitting on the stage next to the piano.
The performer was wearing a tuxedo, and his fingers moved nimbly over the black and white keys, like a master performer with the highest skills.
It's just that the person, or the humanoid performer, was covered in charred marks, just like a body that had been baptized by fire and finally burned. The blood vessels, muscles, and bones were all completely inhuman.
thing.
When Lu Tan saw this scene, he suddenly woke up.
He knew clearly that this was the biggest anomaly of the Jiangcheng Grand Theater!
