Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 717 Who is the murderer 11
After getting out of the car, I unconsciously walked to the edge of the stone bridge last night.

The breeze was blowing, as if after a rain, the bright sunshine took a deep breath, but there was a faint and strange smell in the refreshing wind.

Qingcheng frowned and looked into the river. On the surface of the river, there were exquisite and small boatmen paddling the oars. The water waves were slightly rippling, and someone was hanging fish in the water.

After a close look, doubts and something wrong flashed in Qingcheng's heart, and he didn't stay any longer. This time, he didn't go to Cangmu's house, but went back to the community where the host lived.

Back at the house, Qingcheng went out to buy vegetables, cleaned up the house, made some simple meals, and after eating, went back to the room, invested the money in the host card into the promising stock market, calmed down, went to The host practiced the piano in a room dedicated to playing the piano.

The host likes music, and has a different preference for the piano, so it is a separate room.

Layers of purple veils were hung by the window, and the dim light burst into the dark room. When the light was turned on, the whole room was brightened.

A black piano is placed in the room, occupying most of the small room. There is a table, chairs, and a bookshelf behind it. There are all kinds of famous piano score books on the bookshelf.

The scene in front of her made Qingcheng's mind suddenly flash a picture after another. The girl in the white dress was sitting beside the piano, her body was upright, her posture was elegant, her fingers were flying on the black and white keyboard, her movements were smooth and smooth, and her every move was beautiful and moving.

Involuntarily, Qingcheng sat next to the piano, closed her eyes, and a lot of piano scores appeared in her mind instantly. Emptiness and loneliness, despair and darkness.

The sea is beating, the clouds are dense, and the waves are rolling. It seems that everything in this world, almost the whole world, has fallen into a dark world.

After one song, another song, Qingcheng came back to his senses, his heart was pounding, fiery, throbbing, but with throbbing pain, although the pain was small, it was in the quiet and claustrophobic room , appears very clear.

The music of the host has a strong dark color, as if the whole world does not have a ray of light, it is dark and obscure.

Just when Qingcheng was lost in thought, her expression became confused for a while, and the movements of her hands suddenly stopped suddenly, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly at this moment.

It was also at this time that Qingcheng came back to her senses, the phone rang again at this moment, Qingcheng walked aside, picked up the phone, and answered the call.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Yun? I'm Zhuang Lin, Miss Yun, do you still remember me?"

Zhuang Lin?

"Mr. Zhuang, what's the matter?"

Qingcheng was a little surprised, and was not puzzled that Zhuang Lin knew her mobile phone number. After all, after Yunwuchen's death, the host became the prime suspect in killing Yunwuchen, and had left a phone number at the police station.

"It's like this. The case of Mr. Yun has made progress. There are some things that I can't talk about on the phone. If possible, can you come to the police station now?"

Qingcheng narrowed her eyes, and said in a flat tone, "Okay, I'll come right away!"

After saying some kind words, Qingcheng turned off her cell phone, packed those bags slightly, and went to the police station.

However, what puzzled Qingcheng was that the death case of Yunwuchen had made progress. Yunwuchen's death seemed to be related to several recent serial murders.

(End of this chapter)