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Beethoven Symphony No. [-] in C minor.

The melodious and shocking music continued to reverberate in the empty study room. I pushed the door open and found that Zhao Boyang, who was originally writing a report, was taking a nap with a book covering his face.The hand that walked over to turn off the music was knocked away the next moment.

"Listen---" He stopped my movements with all his attention, showing that nervous look rarely.

"what happened……"

"Hush! Listen----"

He waved his hand again to stop my questioning.Helpless, I had no choice but to move a chair and sit there, and looked up at the magnificent bookshelves that surrounded the room. Zhao Boyang's study always made me feel very depressed, not only the tall ring-shaped bookshelves, but also more The important thing is that you never know when you will see something that shouldn't be here, such as - dead people.

Generally speaking, people who listen to rock music will be considered rebellious or passionate and individual, while people who listen to classical music will be considered elegant and tasteful. (no wonder!)

Of course, this is just a superficial "universal" "classification"...

People like to classify some other qualities of some people according to their personal preferences. Although not all, they are similar.For example, by looking at a person's dress, speech and behavior, you can roughly conduct a series of simple analyzes on this, so that you can roughly know the person's preferences.

The most intuitive example is Zhao Boyang.

The living environment of Zhao Boyang and I are actually very different. Although we are young, this does not mean that there will be no strong deviation.Just like the current situation, when he concentrates on enjoying the music, I only feel a splitting headache. Relatively speaking, enjoying music is not my style. Compared with it, I would rather put everything I have in this world. All as----catalyst!

"...Okay..." I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay." Zhao Boyang finally sat up and turned off the music, and then looked thoughtful.

"What happened?" I breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Zhao Boyang's expression, I knew he must be thinking about a new case.

"Music can control people, you know?" He asked back.

"The devil's song?" I seem to have heard such a thing again, but...

"Your new case won't be..."

"That's right, it was the one on the last train of the subway, but the news was tightly sealed, how did you know?" He finally raised his eyes to look at me, but the question in his heart was still unanswered.

"Xia Jun came to look for me, but I don't think it has anything to do with the music itself," I said.

A week ago, a shocking incident occurred in this city. It looked like an accident on the surface, but in fact, when the police and fire brigade opened the door of that subway car, they found that all the passengers in the car had been killed!And not accident casualties!

There were a total of 13 people in the last train, including the subway driver. Everyone's death conditions were horrifying, but the forensic examination showed that some of them died of heart disease caused by excessive surprise, that is to say, they died of fright!

The cause of death of the other two people is even more bizarre. The 42-year-old Hong suffered excessive blood loss after shock caused by hemorrhage of the carotid artery, and what killed him was not cut by a sharp weapon but bitten!The tooth marks are human teeth, which means that he was bitten to death by someone alive!And after the autopsy, a bizarre phenomenon of natural dissolution of internal organs was also found.

The second one is even more unbelievable. The cause of death of 20-year-old Luo was severe burns on a large area of ​​her body. She seemed to have died in the subway, but no ignition equipment and flammable objects were found. Spontaneous combustion should be more appropriate, and like Hong, her internal organs also had a natural dissolution phenomenon.

Autolysis of viscera is a normal phenomenon in corpses, but how can a living person's viscera dissolve naturally?

If the weirdness revealed faintly in it hadn't been for the timely blockade of the news, I am afraid that there will soon be divergent opinions in the market, causing people to panic, but what is the truth of the matter?

After the on-site investigation, the investigation of the victims and a series of forensic identifications, this case has undoubtedly become an unsolved case. The passenger who was frightened to death, the driver who was driving the subway all the time, and the two unrelated but dead... A miserable person...

Zhao Boyang is troubled by this now, and the only clue is the music.The police found a brand new smartphone at the scene. Strangely, after a day and a night, the phone was always playing music and hadn’t been turned off. Since the phone was brand new, only this song was stored. Music, without any contacts and call records, and finally the police found everyone's phone among the dead, that is to say, this mobile phone that has been playing music is superfluous out of thin air!However, after investigation, it was discovered that this brand new smartphone was purchased by Luo at the mobile phone business hall on the second floor of the Electronic City at [-]:[-] p.m. on the day of the incident...

Intricate?In fact, the key to the case lies in the two people who died in a 'different' way. Since Luo has two mobile phones and her mobile phone has become an abrupt link in the whole incident, so It seems that many people have always believed that music has something to do with it.

For example, it may be group hypnosis, or there is a predicted mind control...

Although this idea is actually less reliable than the feeling that monsters kill, but it is obvious that even Zhao Boyang also believes that the problem is music...

It is said that some frequencies can interfere with people, and even cause suicidal tendencies, which is true.Another example is the black day of the week that is circulating in the market. Isn’t it also said that it will affect people to commit suicide?So is there a frequency of music that can make people frightened excessively and out of control?

After forensic identification, there is actually a more important clue, that is, the person who bit Hong to death was Luo, and Hong's muscle tissue was found between her teeth, and Hong was also found in her mouth. Fibers and blood on a certain piece of clothing.Luo Mou killed Hong Mou, who had nothing to do with her, and finally set himself on fire...

Cult?This was the first thing I thought of, but since it was the spontaneous combustion of the body instead of suicide, the matter came back to Luo again, but the investigation did not find any new findings.

There seemed to be a lot of unsolved and suspicious cases recently. The case of Xia Jun's bizarre death in the girls' dormitory a week ago hadn't been heard yet. Now that something like this happened in the city again, it seemed that they would have to be busy for a while.But these things basically have nothing to do with me, or with most ordinary people. If Xia Jun hadn't found me once, I wouldn't have known about it.Because the news was urgently blocked after the incident, and the entire line was out of service for a day, but it did not cause any disturbances or major movements. It was only claimed to be a line renovation.

……

The music sounded again, and Zhao Boyang re-entered a state similar to meditation. It was inconvenient for me to disturb him, so I walked out and left a message before leaving.

That night, when Zhao Boyang and Xia Jun appeared in that restaurant together, I had a particularly bad premonition.I don't like dark places!

"It seems that you have to run with me again. I always feel that these things can be connected." Xia Jun stirred the pasta on the plate with a fork while flashing his fierce eyes, eagerly. look at me.

"Why do you know that? Didn't the case last time end with accidental death?" I turned my eyes away from the food on the plate, recalling the deaths of the two boarding girls and relying on the help of the girl named Zhong Hui. The fact that the little girl’s guide went to the old school building for nothing, I don’t think there is any connection between these two things, but it just made me feel bad for a few days...

"The police's intuition!" He said confidently, and then discussed some details of the subway accident with Zhao Boyang.Finally, he said firmly: "It must be related! My intuition has always been accurate, and..."

"And what?" I raised my eyes and glanced at him, and he looked like he had been spat out with chicken blood, completely free of the troubles I had imagined before.

"And there is one more thing you didn't notice!" He said triumphantly, put down the fork in his hand, clasped his hands together, and said, "One of the deceased in this incident, Luo, was a student of that school. !"

"which school?"

"The school Zhong Hui is in! It's the school where two girls have died!"

"So What?"

"So! She is also on Zhong Huilie's death list!" Xia Jun couldn't help raising his voice suddenly.

"Ah... so you want to say that these cases are connected, and the connection is still with that little girl?" I shook my head, almost feeling that my IQ would be lowered by this creature with well-developed limbs in an instant Yes, although my IQ is not very impressive...

"Please! You are the people's policeman, don't you want to know about feudal superstitions!" I said with shame.And from the beginning to the end, I didn't feel that the little girl named Zhong Hui had any special ability, and it was even more impossible to have that ability to cause so many deaths!

"I should ask you about this, shouldn't you? This is what you do..." Xia Jun picked up the fork again, chewed the noodles bitterly, looked at me, and said vaguely, "You said you didn't find anything Something's wrong...you're not working!"

"I'm not good at all, okay... I'm not a half-fairy... What a fart!" I stopped looking at him, and silently glanced at Zhao Boyang, who had been silent all this time, and ended up meeting his eyes. up.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

"I'm seeking the opinion of you, a professional forensic doctor." I said.

"You guys still know that I'm a forensic doctor!" Zhao Boyang tapped the table with his hand, seemingly unhappy.

"Feudal superstitions are bad..." This time it was Xia Jun's turn to say this, and he quickly put his head down and ate.

Instead of talking about the weirdness, I looked out of the glass windows of the restaurant, where the neon lights flickered, and the colors and noise lifted the corner of the night.It was raining at night, and it had been raining intermittently for more than a week.

……

On the other side of the city, Zhong Hui lay quietly on the bed in the dormitory looking at the rain with her head tilted, sighed, and covered herself with the quilt.

Tomorrow... is the fourth...

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