She was playing the piano intently and suddenly raised her right hand from the keyboard.
"Stop!" Leng Zimo said in a deep voice, "Go back ten seconds, zoom in to her right hand, slow down!"
The image data was rewinded for ten seconds, and then it was zoomed in on Luo Xiaoqian's right hand, one by one, and then slowed down frame by frame.
"Put it back!"
"Put it back!"
…
Leng Zimo's eyes were fixed on the screen, watching her hand fall and then raise strangely.
After three times, he turned around and strode out of the control room.
"Are you still releasing it?" The staff member turned his face and there was no trace of him behind him.
Aileen saw Leng Zimo rushing out and followed him hurriedly, "Mr. Leng?"
"Tell all students and staff to stay. No one is allowed to leave without my order!" Leng Zimo coldly waved the order and rushed onto the stage.
Crossing the stage, he came to the small stage on the side, and stopped in front of the piano. His eyes slowly passed over the blood-stained keys, and he stretched out his right hand and carefully pressed two keys.
When the keys are pressed, the blade hidden inside immediately reveals its clues.
"Bring me a piece of paper!" he ordered loudly.
Not far away, the staff member who was cleaning up the stage immediately handed over a tissue. Stretching out his finger, Leng Zimo carefully pinched out the blade through the tissue. Under the light, there was still a piece of paper on the thin blade.
Luo Xiaoqian's blood.
The staff who were cleaning up the scene nearby heard his voice and turned their eyes curiously. Leng Zimo walked to the stage holding the blade.
“Get everyone off stage!”
His voice was terrifyingly cold.
The staff hurriedly ran away, and soon, various staff members, contestants, and even the handymen backstage were brought off the stage.
Everyone looked at Leng Zimo, who was standing on the stage, his face so cold that it had frosted over, and they didn't dare to show their anger.
There were so many changes in tonight's game, and this guy was obviously going to get angry at this moment.
"Who did it?"
Leng Zimo raised his right hand and held a blade between his fingers through a tissue.
Under the light, the blade was stained with blood and glowed with an icy cold light.
Under the stage, there was a sudden murmur of whispers.
"Is this the Luo Xiaoqian who was cut by the blade?"
"I guess, I don't know who did it. This is too cruel!"
…
"It's her!" Xu Xia strode forward and pointed at Shen Xinyi who was quietly shrinking back, "She must have done it!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? There is no evidence. Don't spit on people!" Although Shen Xinyi tried hard to keep calm, she felt guilty. After all, she was only a young girl in her twenties. How much more could she have?
Scheming.
"Shut up!" Leng Zimo growled.
Everyone shut their mouths, including Xu Xia and Shen Xinyi.
Leng Zimo walked down the steps slowly and walked to Shen Xinyi, "Is that you?"
Shen Xinyi pursed her lips, her heart trembling violently. The man in front of her had a powerful aura that almost made her shudder.
It was not difficult for her to imagine that if she admitted it, the consequences would be very serious.
"no!"
It was extremely difficult for her to utter the two words, and her voice was particularly dry due to nervousness.
Leng Zimo stared at her face for five seconds, and then he lowered his right hand holding the blade.
"Everyone is dismissed. No one is allowed to stay. Come to the company before ten o'clock tomorrow morning to attend the press conference for the rematch!"
