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Chapter 241: Death Town Chapter (33)

Yes, it is so funny and ridiculous.

The girl called the police...

After Charles was taken to the police station, he was charged with harassment, illegal admission, attempted theft and other charges.

He was confused at that time.

I don’t understand why I became a criminal just by listening to a girl play the piano...

And when the verdict is announced.

The girl was standing next to him.

Point your finger at him and say things like how disgusting he is.

In addition, the security guard of the college provided instructions, saying that he saw Charles sneaking around outside the college more than once, which further solidified Charles' accusation.

That time...

He was sent to prison.

However, the country was in the middle of a war at that time and there was not enough food to eat, so naturally they were not willing to waste food to feed a "rogue" like him.

So, Charles only stayed for a month before he came out of prison...

If it weren't for the war.

According to local law, Charles' crime would probably have been incarcerated for at least three years or something...

"Well, so Charles is not only a licking dog, but he is also a licking dog who was sent to prison by his own goddess."

Qianye read the newspaper.

It brings a conclusion to Charles' terrible first half of his life.

And the second half.

It's what happened after Charles came out of prison...

He seemed to have changed.

He looked like a funny clown at first, but he became inexplicably calm after he was released from prison.

No one knows what he went through in prison.

All I know is that the eyes everyone looked at him at that time were full of ridicule and teasing...

What's more.

Word would be sent around town that Charles had been raped in prison.

Of course, there is no evidence for these things, they were just used as a joke by people at the time.

There were no smart devices in those days.

The way residents relieve their boredom every day is to go find their good friends, sit under the big tree in front of their door, and chat about recent interesting things...

And in this case.

Rumors develop quickly.

Charles was already a celebrity at the time because he played extremely ugly music, but the incident made him even more famous.

Everyone is talking about him.

But few people actually saw him after he came out of prison...

Overall.

Charles suffered from depression.

Except going to street shops to buy food.

He locked himself in the rental house almost the entire day.

No one knows his real life status. They only know that Charles, who often went to the opera house to perform funny shows, never went to the opera house again during that time...

Days like this lasted for quite a long time.

No one knows how Charles managed to survive when he was not working.

They just know.

One day after a long time.

Charles combed his hair again as before, put on the wrinkled old suit, and walked back to the opera house with a newly composed piece of music.

At that time, everyone thought that Charles was performing a comedy show...

Prepare to enjoy the next performance with a joking mind.

But.

Ever since Charles pressed the first note seriously.

The melody that crackled between his fingers surprised everyone present...

Because that's not Charles' level.

There is a strong sense of sadness in the music, which seems to have some special magic power, floating into their eardrums and finally flowing into their hearts.

It's like being on the edge of a cliff, staring into the abyss before you...

Depressed, depressed.

Everything is conveyed from that piece of music.

Unconsciously, everyone almost forgot that the player was Charles, whom they had been laughing at.

They only know the shock of that piece of music and the specialness that can touch people's hearts...

The sound of the piano stopped.

But everyone is gradually losing themselves in the music.

They try to catch the note that symbolizes hope in despair, eager to catch the only remaining ray of light in the darkness...

But that light seemed to be infinitely far away from them.

It's clearly right in front of you.

I can reach out but can't touch anything...

There is no doubt that Charles' performance was a success.

This is a song he wrote for himself after immersing himself in it for a long time, and titled it "Black Friday".

And after that opera house performance.

Everyone who listens to this piece seems to be fascinated by it.

They were frantically looking for the music score, and some even paid a high price to invite Charles, just asking him to play it again...

but.

Charles has changed.

He doesn't love vanity as much as before, nor does he like money as before, nor does he feel happy when someone praises him...

"Black Friday" song.

It even made people write extremely high praise for Charles.

"He is not a musician, he is clearly a genius!"

certainly.

With fame comes doubt.

Many people who have never heard of "Black Friday" feel that everyone's evaluation of Charles is completely unworthy of the name and is not true...

They think a bad song king.

No matter how long you have been immersed in it, how sad you feel, or how good inspiration you have all of a sudden.

People who have been used to writing bad music for a long time will still write bad music no matter how much they write...

Or.

Maybe Charles plagiarized...

but.

Such ridicule did not last long, because when the news of "Black Friday" went viral, Charles made a great decision...

He dedicated this piece to everyone for free.

Not only did he not charge any fees, but he also spent his own money to make a book of music scores and leave it at his doorstep, so anyone who likes it can take it as he pleases.

Everyone thinks Charles is crazy...

Because of how crazy Black Friday was back then.

If he wants to make money through this, there are plenty of opportunities to easily get money from people.

So there was another explanation.

"There is often a thin line between genius and madness."

Since then.

The song "Black Friday" spread to every corner of the country in a very short time...

Charles didn't have enough money to print the brochure.

Someone will print it for him.

Even if he took the album with his music scores for sale, Charles didn't express anything about it.

It seems that he is condoning all this...

And then one day later.

Until someone committed suicide and left a suicide note in the room, writing that he wanted to find his own meaning in death, "Black Friday" was completely pushed to the forefront...

Songs can kill people.

The song contains a curse.

This kind of statement spread widely after the death of one person after another.

At first, everyone thought that the so-called suicide after listening to the song was false, and they thought it was just someone maliciously hyping it, or trying to hack the song.

But over time.

The number of deaths is increasing, and most of the causes of death are moving towards the song "Black Friday", which still makes everyone feel less calm...

Cursed song.

This kind of true and false statement is widely discussed among the people...

Some people think that the music does have unspeakable magical power, and even give an example of one of their relatives who died because of listening to the music.

Some people think these are nonsense.

I don’t believe in any curses from ghosts and gods...

Until, someday later.

"Black Friday" is in full swing.

Several countries issued bans on "Black Friday" at the same time, which completely pushed this song to the altar...

"Is it possible that it's true?"

"Yes, otherwise why would you ban a piece of music and destroy all the music scores?"

"This is too strange. This is the first time I have heard of such a thing..."

Although the reason for the ban was not stated directly.

But while the rumors were spreading.

Everyone subconsciously thinks that maybe this is the reason...

Some words.

Ordinary people may find it derisive.

But if you look at it from someone with more authority, even if you don’t change any word or tone, everyone will involuntarily choose to believe it.

Forbidden music, Black Friday.

According to incomplete statistics, the number of people who successfully committed suicide because of this song has reached four figures...

And it keeps increasing.

It caused extremely bad effects.

After multiple countries banned this, Charles himself was very willing to cooperate with this work.

No one understands.

Why can he gain both fame and fortune from this song?

But he did something like this.

The black market was very popular at that time.

Due to the war, not many people are willing to spend energy to manage the black market...

If Charles wants to continue doing this, he can continue to trade his songs on the black market.

However, he didn't do this.

On the contrary, it is very unusual to cooperate with the banning of one's own songs...

Charles had nothing.

By banning this song, he is undoubtedly cutting off his last hope...

certainly.

After all, this thing belongs to him.

No one can control what he wants to do.

After the music was banned, Charles himself seemed to disappear and no longer composed the music. It seemed that he had forgotten that he was a performer...

Stories come quickly.

It goes away quickly.

Although the "Black Friday" thing caused a big stir at the time, after all, after the story is over, without the blessing of new things, people will always be tired of this topic...

Gradually.

This song has come out of everyone’s sight.

Charles also changed from a boy to an old man.

Perhaps the only thing that hasn't changed is his short stature and unattractive facial features...

"So, very few people know about Black Friday now. Although this song once existed, it is a thing of the past for everyone."

Chino flipped the newspaper.

The end of the manuscript is regret for the suicide of Charles, the "genius", and endless doubts.

For example, Charles composed a song with a curse that would make people commit suicide.

The final death turned out to be suicide.

And the age of suicide is still sixty-nine, which is the kind of person who has half a foot in the coffin...

"Then this newspaper probably tells the story of Charles' life, telling stories that the older generation knows."

Qianye thought about the poster he saw on the wall next to the tavern.

He felt that the poster might be from that time...

Just like the mottled traces of time, young Charles silently walked into the opera house with the best music in his life, putting the final touch on his dream of life...

If this is the case in reality.

Maybe the newspaper office has no news to report.

So I dug up this old sesame and rotten millet thing...

But this is a horror world with story logic.

Qianye naturally knew that the content of this newspaper would not be like this.

Now that it has appeared.

There must be a reason for showing up.

Those guys who wrote the article probably wouldn't post this kind of thing on their own initiative...

Everyone is pulled in from the real world.

It's all just role-playing.

No one would really work seriously in this town, investigate long-gone past events, and then spend so much time and effort writing so many things...

The only thing possible.

The content of the newspaper should be what the envelope task tells you to write.

And there is a high probability that all the contents have been prepared on the letter paper, and the person who writes the manuscript only needs to copy it...

"If you look at it this way, it's the theme."

Chino put down the newspaper.

Chen Xiaowei's figure in the kitchen is still busy with today's dinner.

Obviously the other party has become numb and has lost the idea of ​​struggling when facing Qianye...

She just wants to end this farce as soon as possible.

Break away from the identity of Chino's servant.

"Hey, it's not raining outside today. Do you want to go out and take a look?" Qianye turned his head and asked Chen Xiaowei in the kitchen.

"No, I have to cook."

All Chen Xiaowei can do now is to talk to Qianye in a dissatisfied tone.

Inexplicable.

Qianye actually felt a little touched by this scene.

He remembered that it seemed to be like this when You Jian lived with him a few years ago.

The other party was cooking in the kitchen, and he was lame and could only sit around in a wheelchair, talking to Youjian from time to time.

And Youjian's answer is also very simple and concise.

"Go away, don't disturb me while I'm cooking."

Qianye still remembers Yuma's tone to this day.

Almost the same as Chen Xiaowei at this time...

"Don't worry, there should be something special happening outside."

Qianye walked into the kitchen and took the kitchen knife from Chen Xiaowei's hand.

"What's so special?" Chen Xiaowei frowned and asked without looking back.

"Probably, something like the end of the world is coming. You can understand it this way."

"end?"

Chen Xiaowei obviously didn't know some of the rules of the invitational meeting.

She did not predict in advance that there would be unimaginable changes in the last few days of the invitational meeting like Qianye and An Zhi did.

Of course it is.

Most people are like her...

I have never been in contact with so-called organizations, and I have not received much information about the world of terror.

After they got here.

The only thing to do is to slowly explore on your own and then survive...

But this invitational meeting is different from those script worlds.

After twenty long peaceful days...

They all subconsciously believe that there is no danger here, as long as they complete the tasks on the envelope peacefully, it is much more comfortable than the script world.

So for the doomsday that Chino said.

Chen Xiaowei said she didn’t understand...

"You should know when you come out and take a look."

Qianye took advantage of Chen Xiaowei's daze and pushed her out of the house with her hands.

Open the door.

What came into view was a gloomy sky and a lot of water that had faded from the ground.

"Is there... anything special about this?"

Chen Xiaowei still doesn't know what Qianye means.

In her opinion.

This is what it looks like when the rain stops, nothing special at all...

"Of course you can't see anything just standing here and watching. Come, follow me outside for a walk."

Qianye glanced at the scene outside.

The rain has indeed stopped.

However, the streets are still empty at this time...


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