There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

When the month-end assessment came, he was assigned to the violin group again, and the position of conductor was temporarily taken over by the instructor.The selected outstanding students will hold a small recital in the Berlin Concert Hall.

They formed a loose and temporary orchestra. The members are all outstanding performers from different countries. Although their respective levels are good, communication and coordination are extremely troublesome, especially the violin group that requires unity and cooperation.

Compared with Xie Wen, Xiang Yin's luck is good. She only needs to stand at the end of the orchestra and beat the timpani, which is very easy.

At the first rehearsal, they arrived at the Berlin Konzerthaus in a shuttle bus and distributed free tickets to interested passers-by.The students made the flyers very rudimentary, but even so they attracted a lot of audience, which is completely understandable. After all, the instructor and every student here are leaders in the music industry, and they are somewhat famous.

It has been a long time since Xie Wen has done this kind of job of standing on the street to complete the prescribed tasks, and this feeling reminded him of the days when he was studying.The instructor and them agreed on a time: the concert will start at [-] o'clock tomorrow night, and I will come out with my classmates to give away tickets before the official rehearsal this afternoon.

Someone proposed a scientific division of labor to improve efficiency, so they selected a few good-looking ones to be responsible for attracting people outside, and the rest were responsible for making flyers indoors.

Seriously speaking, Xie Wen is quite familiar with the Berlin Cultural Square. In the autumn of a year ago, he took two of his works to represent China to participate in the International Musical Instrument Expo. The address is on the left front of the Berlin Concert Hall. museum.

"How about we stop the tourists on the small road next to the grass in the square?" Xiang Yin held up an umbrella to cover the two heads, and led Xie Wen's eyes to look into the distance, "It looks like there are many people going there. where you passed by."

Xie Wen looked up at the hot sky, and said softly, "Yes."

Autumn is here, but the summer temperature has not completely faded, and the sun is still blinding people in the afternoon.

They chatted as they walked, and a few students from Asia followed, coming up to talk to Xiang Yin from time to time, during which time Xie Wen took the umbrella and slapped the woman on the head in a gentlemanly manner.

After a while, Xiang Yin couldn't help turning around and chatting with them. Not long after she came to Germany, her English level improved by leaps and bounds, and she also learned a lot of German. Normal communication on weekdays is not a problem at all.

When giving away the tickets, a boy frequently stared at the umbrella in Xie Wen's hand, as if hesitant to speak but wanted to stand beside Xiangyin.

"He wants to chase you," Xie Wen raised his eyelids, and his tone of voice sounded lazy under the warm sun, "You want to fall in love in Berlin?"

"What are you talking about," Xiang Yin said indifferently, "Whoever talks about it is sb."

"..." Xie Wen glanced at her, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

They hid in the shade cast by the buildings of the art museum and the concert hall to enjoy the shade, and when they walked to the corner of a huge stone pillar, Xie Wen's figure froze slightly.

Xiang Yin noticed his change, and looked at that place: "What's the matter, who is there?"

Obviously there is no one, only one pillar.

Xie Wen turned his head and coughed slightly, which was a habitual cover-up behavior: "It's okay, just revisit the old place."

"Oh, so you've been here before." Xiang Yin didn't suspect anything else, and continued to chat with the people around him.

During the rehearsal that night, only thirty or forty spectators came to the concert hall. However, when the official performance was held the next day, the concert hall was filled with about three quarters of the seats.

Xie Wen didn't have the turn to be the chief, he stood at the end of the violin group, and the task was easy.Although the standing position is not close to the front, during the performance, he can still feel that there is a line of sight staring at him tightly in the dark, without letting go for a moment.

It felt very strange. At the curtain call, he quietly looked at the faces sitting in the auditorium, but he didn't see any acquaintances.

Who would that be?

After the recital, the students and their instructors took a group photo on the stage. During the break in the background, a staff member of the concert hall held a bouquet and looked for Xie Wen among the crowd.

"William, I found you, here are flowers for you!"

Just as Xie Wen put the violin into the box, he saw a German handing a large bouquet of white roses to him.

"It is said that it was sent by your fan. He told me to send the flowers to you."

Xie Wen frowned and didn't take it: "Is that fan gone now? Return it if he doesn't go."

"He's already gone, but he's so strange, he covers his body tightly, and doesn't feel like he wants to talk to me very much."

Seeing this, Xie Wen had no choice but to reach out and take the bouquet.The bouquet wrapped in cellophane is heavy and heavy. Through several layers of wrapping paper, you can vaguely feel that the rhizomes are full of moisture, and the flower buds are also squeezed in different sizes, covering every gap in the cellophane.

Before he could stand up, another staff member also came, holding an exquisite gift box in his hand, which was also for Xie Wen.

Suddenly two fans showed their love, and everyone couldn't hold back their desire to gossip, and rushed to join in the fun. Xie Wen put down the bouquet, opened the gift box, and there was a beautiful Juliet rose lying on the petals. The crystal clear water droplets looked as if they had been sent urgently from eight hundred miles away.

He glanced at the flower, quickly closed it, and said, "It's just a rose, let it go."

Xiang Yin on the side joked: "Hey, it seems that this person is chasing you. Do you also want to fall in love in Berlin?"

Xie Wen glanced at her with a smile and said, "I don't need it."

When he left the concert hall, he brought the white roses to the staff and asked them to help them deal with it.Those people turned around and put the roses into the trash can, and then returned to the backstage together. During the period, someone asked in surprise: "Hey, why is there blood on your hands?"

The person who was asked looked at his hands subconsciously, and saw a few streaks of blood on his wrists: "I don't know, I don't seem to be injured, maybe I accidentally rubbed it somewhere."

"Let's go, get off work."

When the last group of staff left the concert hall, the Berlin Cultural Square finally fell silent.

In the early hours of the morning, Xie Wen walked out of the class and returned to the apartment.

On a moonlit night, an unknown street in the Spandau district was quiet, with dim street lights and damp ground.

He was walking on the road with a piano on his back, a gift box in his hand, and turned into the path leading to the apartment. His leather shoes stepped on the gravel, making a creaking sound.

The temperature drops at night, and the wind that blows is also cool, and the vision range of the eyes is reduced due to the darkness, and other senses are very clear.

Xie Wen walked slowly on the road, and could faintly hear some kind of walking sound that was completely different from his own footsteps.

The man's steps were heavier, as if he was extremely tired, dragging the soles of his shoes on the uneven gravel road, making a dull and slow rubbing sound.

In short, he has been following behind him without letting up for a moment.

Xie Wen stopped, turned around and took a look, only to see that the straight and dark corridor behind him was empty and there was no one there.

... Who is secretly following?

Xie Wen took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and continued to move forward with the bright light, and his walking speed returned to normal.

After about seven or eight minutes, the strange footsteps reappeared.

He could even feel that the stalker was gradually speeding up and approaching him, and the gloomy gaze like a poisonous snake was staring at him closely in the dark.

Cold and sticky, like maggots attached to the bone, people can't get rid of it or escape.

This kind of sight made Xie Wen inexplicably think of the strong sense of being watched during the concert, which was very uncomfortable.

Add to that the heavy cellophane-packed bouquet of white roses he received at the end of the concert, and there was something wrong about it.

Xie Wen thought about it carefully, he only had a violin that could barely be regarded as a sharp weapon, and there was nothing else that could be used for self-defense.If it was in China, it would be convenient to call the police or find a friend, but right now in Berlin, even going to the nearest police station would take several kilometers.

This person should be targeting him.

What is the purpose?Murder for money?Although Xie Wen has a small fortune, he has no hobby of showing off his wealth, let alone this is in Germany, how much money can he have?

The other party even came to see his performance in person, so it is conceivable that it should have nothing to do with ordinary robbery.

As for seeking revenge... it should not be possible.Xie Wen is not a character who would easily argue with others, of course, this sample does not include Jiang Zhiye.

Unknowingly, he walked to the entrance of the apartment complex. When he passed the gate, he did not hesitate at all. He passed the residence calmly and continued to walk out of the street.

The man followed behind him persistently until the Yong Road gradually widened, the ground was flat, and street lights were lit on the side of the street.

Xie Wen randomly found a 24-hour convenience store, and the first thing he did after entering was to open the phone map and search for the nearest police station.

It is unrealistic to report the crime tonight, and there is no definite evidence, even if you go, it will be useless.

Then he pretended to be nonchalant, and bought some things at the convenience store, mostly drinks and ingredients.After that, I went to several bookstores nearby and bought three or four books at random.

When he returned to the vicinity of the apartment again, the person who followed him seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.

...really gone?

Xie Wen hurried back to the residence with a shopping bag in hand, took out the key to open his dormitory.He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

After locking the door, he dug out a glass in the kitchen, put the Juliet rose in it, filled some water, and then went to wash and sleep.

After the lights in the room were turned off, the surrounding environment instantly became quiet. Xie Wen closed his eyes and could clearly hear the voices coming from the alley next to the apartment building.

If there is a next time, he will definitely find out that person and take him to the police station to call the police.

Thinking of this, Xie Wen slowly fell asleep.

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