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In the early morning, Fulong Mountain is deep and mysterious, with a round of bright moon hanging high, and the silver moonlight spreads over the quiet mountain forest.It was approaching midnight at this moment, and everything had fallen into a deep sleep. Occasionally, there were one or two cries of wild animals in the forest, and two figures shuttled through the darkness, walking against the moonlight.

What He Wei and Cheng Zesheng took was not the well-developed mountain road, but an undeveloped trail behind that was covered with bushes.He Wei walked in front, flashlighted, and pushed aside the bushes half a person's height: "There is no road here now, and there will be a road if there are more people walking."

"A lot of people walking?" Cheng Zesheng stumbled on his right foot and bent down to pick up a branch. "Is there anyone rushing to walk on this broken road?"

"Of course I have, fans of the pianist, forcibly stepping on a road in order to mourn."

"..." Cheng Zesheng didn't know what to say, he cupped his hands, "It's amazing, I admire it."

Drilling out from the dense bushes, the two of them had a lot of cocklebur and ghost needles hanging on their bodies, and put the flashlight aside to help each other clean up.He Wei looked at the time, it was not yet 12 o'clock, the mansion was empty, and the pianist hadn't come yet.

They hid under the tree outside the mansion and stepped on the stones. Cheng Zesheng asked, "Did you find any shoe prints on the mountain during the search?"

"I can't say I didn't find it, but I didn't find anything useful." He Wei pointed to the back of the mansion, "The direction we searched was from the mansion to the back mountain. There are too many footprints on this road. I don't know who notified it at the time For the media, after the police sealed off the scene, a group of reporters came up from here."

Cheng Zesheng raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Why haven't they come yet? The murder happened at three o'clock."

"Using a gun to kill people is very fast, and the murderer's marksmanship is very accurate, killing him with one shot."

Cheng Zesheng put his arms around his waist from behind: "Better than you?"

He Wei smiled lightly: "Maybe."

Cheng Zesheng didn't believe it. He Wei had the best marksmanship among the peers he met so far. He punched through the bullet holes so lightly, even better than his brother.The daughter-in-law is so good, Cheng Zesheng felt a sense of pride from the bottom of his heart, Jiang Tan laughed at him all day long for his beautiful face, he was almost [-] and hadn't found a partner yet, now it's good, he found a unique one right away.

Time passed by, and Cheng Zesheng and He Wei had changed from standing under the tree waiting quietly to sitting on the rock chatting.They were not in a hurry, arresting criminals was a common thing, but today was special. It was related to this murder case full of mysteries.

At ten minutes to three o'clock, a figure finally appeared outside the mansion.It was a man in black, wearing a hat and a mask. Judging by his attire, he looked a little like Cheng Zhenqing.It is certain whether it is a pianist or not, Cheng Zesheng is obviously taller, at least one Tianlinggai taller than him.

He Wei asked with his mouth: Is it like your brother?

Cheng Zesheng observed for a while, slowly shook his head, leaned on He Wei's shoulder, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Not sure."

He Wei nodded and continued to stare at the man.He pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, stopped at the main entrance, and took off the transparent shoe covers on his feet.

Cheng Zesheng squeezed He Wei's hand, He Wei also saw that he was still wearing gloves.

But outside the mansion door, he took off the brass lock and opened the door, took off his gloves and put them in his pocket, and walked into the mansion.

Cheng Zesheng stood up first, and He Wei tugged at the hem of his shirt and made a gesture, meaning to observe again.Cheng Zesheng stood tall and looked far away. He watched the man go in and disappeared immediately.

"He's gone."

"Not in the house?" He Wei also stood up, the figure of the man was indeed invisible from this distance.Cheng Zesheng supported his shoulder with one hand: "It's almost three o'clock, shall we go in or not? Why hasn't the piano player come yet?"

"Bah!"

A gunshot came from the mansion.

He Wei and Cheng Zesheng were taken aback, Cheng Zesheng moved quickly and stepped out: "I'll go in and have a look!"

"Hey!" He Wei hurriedly followed, his heartbeat also subconsciously accelerated, and it jumped out of his heart.They waited from twelve o'clock until now, and there was only one person in the room. Who was he shooting at?Could it be suicide?

The two walked quickly into the courtyard gate, and they didn't rush in. Instead, they stuck to the wall and guarded the gate.As a policeman, he knew how dangerous it would be to face a gangster with a gun. He Wei gave Cheng Zesheng a wink. Cheng Zesheng nodded, looked around for weapons in his hands, and finally picked up a rusty steel pipe.

His body was firmly pressed against the wall, his arms stretched out and his hands pressed against the door, slowly pushing open a crack.

"Squeak—" The sound of the disrepaired door made one's hair stand on end. There were two doors facing each other, and what Cheng Zesheng opened was the one from He Wei's perspective.From this angle, there was no one in He Wei's line of sight.

He nodded to Cheng Zesheng, and gently pushed the other half open by himself.Sure enough, Cheng Zesheng didn't see anyone, and made simple gestures, meaning he went in to have a look.He Wei frowned, shook his head, stretched out two fingers, and made a "walking" motion.

go in together.

After the door was completely pushed open, He Wei poked his head to make sure there was no one in the living room, so he stepped in first, followed by Cheng Zesheng.

The windows of the balcony on one side were wide open, and the silver-white moonlight fell on the floor, illuminating the dust and frost on the ground.He Wei stared at the open window, then looked back at the living room, and suddenly said, "He shot outside!"

Cheng Zesheng stopped and squatted on the ground to observe the shoe prints left by the murderer. He felt a subtle discomfort in his heart, and a layer of goose bumps gradually appeared on his arms.

Not so good, the shoe print looks like—

Just as he was about to tell He Wei what he had guessed in his heart, another gunshot fired, and He Wei reacted quite quickly, turning sideways to dodge, and the bullet shot out of the window again.

"He Wei! Come here! It's a trap!"

Cheng Zesheng yelled, and the sound of very light footsteps reached his ears. When he looked up, he saw the disappearing man in black appearing. Diagonally opposite him, the muzzle of the black gun was pointing directly at He Wei's back.

Cheng Zesheng's pupils shrunk, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He Wei also spotted him, and turned to stare at the black muzzle of the gun.

Their positions at the moment were very delicate, forming a triangle, within two meters of each other, He Wei was behind Cheng Zesheng, but not directly behind, and the guns pointed at him without hindrance.

Cheng Zesheng squeezed the steel pipe in his hand, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The man in black didn't answer, but only glanced at Cheng Zesheng, and continued to point the 92/style in his hand at He Wei, and he was already in the state of releasing the insurance.He Wei was calm, and walked slowly step by step: "Cheng Zhenqing? Is that you?"

He still didn't answer, and He Wei continued to approach: "If you were Cheng Zhenqing, you would know everything that should have happened. Now pointing a gun at me like this, would you really know how to fire?"

Finally, a deep and cold voice came out - "Yes".

As soon as he said the word, his finger had already pulled the trigger. Cheng Zesheng observed this action, and before he had time to think about it, he threw away the steel pipe in his hand, and took three steps in parallel, jumping over like a cheetah, pulling He Wei towards him. behind.

"Bah!"

A third shot rang out.

He Wei's eyes were blood red, his chest was soaked by the gushing blood, scorching hot, the blood splashed like a red sharp knife licking his cheek.

Cheng Zesheng and the man in black looked at each other, seeing the shock in those bright eyes and the sadness and apology that quickly surged up, it was like enlightenment for a moment, and everything became clear.

It turns out—that’s how it is...

His body fell limply, and was caught by He Wei. He Wei's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his vocal cords were hoarse and out of tune: "Cheng—Cheng Zesheng!"

He took off his coat and blocked Cheng Zesheng's chest, where a scorched black hole appeared, and blood was bubbling out.At this moment, He Wei was completely flustered, and couldn't care if the man in black was in front of him, and anxiously touched his mobile phone: "120, 120, Cheng Zesheng, you will be fine, you will be fine..."

But the bottom of his heart was shrouded in dark clouds of despair. Cheng Zesheng's autopsy report quickly flipped through his mind page by page. Looking at Cheng Zesheng's dilated pupils, his vision gradually blurred.

He was always mistaken, the one who died here was not a pianist at all, but Cheng Zesheng from another world.

Why wasn't it discovered sooner?If he knew this would happen, he would never choose to bring Cheng Zesheng here.

"sorry."

The deep voice sounded again, He Wei raised his head quickly, and the black gun butt fell down, hitting the side of his neck.Cheng Zesheng's unfocused eyes were still fixed on the man in black, and the corners of his lips twitched.

Don't apologize, I understand.

Feeling dizzy for a while, He Wei tried to stand up, but the murderer put away his gun and took a few steps back. At this moment, a hemp rope was wrapped around his neck from behind, and both ends of the hemp rope were tightly tightened with both hands.

Who else is... here?

There was a burst of blackness in front of his eyes, and He Wei had already closed his eyelids before he could take a peek.

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Early mornings in the mountains are always awakened by birdsong. He Wei slowly opened his eyes, and the sky outside the window has revealed morning light.

There was a strong smell of blood floating in the cool air, He Wei raised his hand and landed on the cold corpse beside him.

His eyes were occupied by a haze, and he seemed to have lost his light. After sitting up, he stared at Cheng Zesheng motionlessly.

Cheng Zesheng's eyes were slightly opened, his face was as pale as his lips, and his cheeks were stained with a few drops of blood, but it didn't affect his handsome appearance.He Wei leaned over and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, including the blood near the temples.

Finally, he gently covered Cheng Zesheng's eyes with his hand, and when he lifted them up again, he had already closed his eyes, like a peaceful sleeping beauty.

Cheng Ze is dead.

These five words played repeatedly in his mind, He Wei's heart was already numb, and he was still sitting there, sitting beside Cheng Zesheng, with his hands on his stiff and cold body.

so tired.

He Wei closed his eyes, feeling so weak and incompetent for the first time, all his strength was drained, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He still remembers a few hours ago when the sun was setting, he and Cheng Zesheng stood side by side, Cheng Zesheng took his arm, smiling, and led him across the street together.

That road seemed to lead to the future, and He Wei instantly felt that with him by his side, he could overcome any difficulties.

He Wei lowered his head, looked at Cheng Zesheng's stiff hand, stretched out his hand and clenched it tightly.

In the end, I couldn't hold anything anymore.

There is no trace of the murderer in the villa.He Wei vaguely remembered that before he fainted, he seemed to see another person appearing and strangled his neck with a rope.How did the two of them end up?Where did we go together?

It is now 05:30 in the morning, more than two hours have passed since Cheng Zesheng died, but He Wei knows that his body will not be found for the time being, and the police will not come here until the 15th.

He Wei took off the blood-soaked coat from Cheng Zesheng's chest and stared at the hideous wound, as if a piece of his heart had been gouged out.

Before the stiffness had spread to his whole body, he put Cheng Zesheng in a face-up position, with his hands and feet neatly arranged together.After He Wei stood up, there was indeed a blank space in the bloodstain. He smiled, mocking himself and being miserable.

It is not the effect of folding time and space, he is the "third party" who has been hidden all the time.

Cheng Zesheng was lying upright on the floor, with a pool of blood under his body.He Wei knelt beside him, lowered his head, and put a kiss on his cold and pale lips.

I am sorry.

He Wei covered his eyes, and the crystal clear liquid continuously overflowed from between his fingers.