Min Chen's flight back was also a coincidence. Shortly after his return, silver lightning struck the city S, which had entered the early winter. A violent storm hit, and countless flights were delayed. A group of passengers sighed at the airport.
The members of Bai Ai are naturally trapped in S City.
Daniel made a phone call, learned about the situation in Vienna, and probably knew that they really had to stay at Hongqiao Airport for four or five hours. He comforted the members of Bai Ai and replaced the one who ran away earlier Command, let everyone move freely.
Before Daniel's headache was over, Kedori, who was looking down at the phone, suddenly whispered in surprise, "Wei Ai... something happened?!"
Feeling nervous, Daniel hurried over and asked, "What's the matter, Kedori? What happened to Wei Ai?"
Kodori immediately turned his mobile phone to Daniel, only to see that on the front page of the APP page of the "Voice of Vienna" magazine, it was highlighted in shocking red typing—
"The Vienna Philharmonic Principal Suspected of Murder Has Been Sent to Court".
Seeing the title of this article, Daniel breathed a sigh of relief. He recalled the letter he had sent a few months ago. He was naturally prepared for this result, but he didn't expect it to come so suddenly. There was one more left before Wei Ai's global tour this year. month time.
It must be Mr. Dorenza, and it would be very difficult to face such an unexpected situation.
but…
"Zayev actually murdered?!"
Kedori flipped through the content of the article and explained: "It seems to be just suspected. It seems that he ordered someone to drug a young violinist. I don't know what happened, the violinist died."
The two discussed it for a while and then stopped paying attention to it. After all, the matter is still under further investigation, and no matter what they say, it will not have any impact on the matter.
When it comes to Leon Zayev and Luo Yusen, their reputations have been completely ruined. Even Zayev, who has been in the business of the World Orchestra for many years, faced this scandal of drugging and murder, and he would never try to turn around in his life.
The classical music industry is king by its strength. Although the circle is deep, it is inevitable that it will be a little dirty, but this does not mean that the circle is so corrupt and dirty that it can tolerate a filthy villain breaking the rules.
Every kind of circle must have its bottom line, and now, Zayev and Luo Yusen have obviously completely crossed this bottom line.
At this time, the members of Bai Ai who were trapped in S City looked at the charming wind and dark clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and sighed in their hearts, while Zaev and Luo Yusen in the Vienna Police Station had already endured dozens of hours of questioning , even the spirit is about to collapse.
It stands to reason that normal police torture prisoners would not use such severe oppression. But... it also depends on who the target is.
After learning that the position of his deputy chief was actually sold for 5 million euros, the string of anger in Mr. Dorenza's mind was finally completely broken. He used all his relationships to make These two disgusting little people got their due lesson.
So Luo Yusen, who was exposed to the high light for more than 20 hours, has collapsed to the point of collapse.
He hadn't slept for more than 20 hours, and every time he was so sleepy that he wanted to fall asleep, the stern scolding of the police and the dazzling white light would wake him up and make his brain go crazy.
These cops kept repeating "Did you kill him", "How did you kill him", "Speak now, you may still have a chance to get a suspended sentence", "You took it with your own hands" take his medicine, right?"
When the sentence "You took his medicine with your own hands" landed, Luo Yusen suddenly woke up in a hazy and nervous hallucination. He immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, I didn't take his medicine! I never He didn't take his medicine! He died by himself, and it has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with me!"
The police officers in the interrogation room looked at each other and nodded in unison.
In another interrogation room, Zayev's situation was not much better than that of Luo Yusen. At first, he insisted on telling the police: "I'm waiting for my lawyer, and I won't say anything until my lawyer arrives."
The poor and pitiful Zayev has not yet realized that under the influence of Mr. Dorenza and a certain man, his lawyer had long since resigned as "Zayev's personal lawyer" in cold sweat, risking his death. The risk of default compensation also dare not intervene in this matter.
And the police apparently ignored Zayev. They told him bluntly, "I'm sorry, no lawyers have sent us a lawyer's letter."
Zayev is more than 20 years older than Luo Yusen, and he doesn't have such good energy. Coupled with the pampering of these years, Zayev actually fell down when he first entered this interrogation room with walls on all sides.
After being tortured for ten hours, Zayev's spirit had collapsed, he directly confessed everything he knew, and put the blame on Luo Yusen in his testimony. It was not until the police revealed that he was taking bribes that Zayev collapsed suddenly, realizing that his future was really over.
I really want to thank Austria for being a benevolent country. There has never been the death penalty here, or life imprisonment at most. These wicked prisoners are imprisoned and punished for a lifetime.
When the sweaty Luo Yusen walked out of the interrogation room with his hands handcuffed by the police, he was so fortunate for the first time that he changed his nationality to Austrian a few years ago. If he is still a Chinese national, I am afraid that at this moment he is likely to be threatened with the death penalty.
But Luo Yusen...
Sometimes, living is more painful than dying!
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When Qi Mu packed up the dishes and was about to start washing, a man who had eaten "free food" finally found his conscience, stood in front of the sink obediently, and started to wash the dishes.
Seeing those slender and straight hands gently rubbing the oil stains on the tableware, Qi Mu leaned on the cabinet with a funny look at him, and said, "So, you are planning to let me cook the dishes from now on, and you will wash the dishes. already?"
Min Chen earnestly picked a small piece of rice sticking to the night, and nodded, "I'm still very good at washing dishes." There was a bit of pride in his tone, as if he was waiting for the praise of the youth.
But Qi Mu had no idea what was there to praise. He had to help his adoptive parents clean the house when he was only five or six years old in his last life, and he did a lot more than that.
So Qi Mu directly ignored a man who looked "about to praise me" and started to pack up the things in the room. When he was about to clean up, Min Chen also washed the last bowl with clean water and put it in the disinfection cabinet.
It's not that there is no automatic dishwasher in this apartment, but not doing anything... Min Chen's heart is always a little empty.
When Min Chen walked out of the kitchen and found Qi Mu, the young man was wiping the dust on the piano panel in the piano room.
The piano was actually very clean, and the bright and bright moonlight projected from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, hitting the black and smooth piano board, glowing with a metal-like light.
Seeing that the man entered the room, Qi Mu stretched out his hand, intending to wipe the center of the piano board, and said, "Actually, I originally planned to clean the room tonight and tomorrow during the day. After all, you will be there tomorrow night. I came back, but I didn't expect you to come back earlier."
Qi Mu is a relatively self-improving and independent person. He doesn't like other people coming and going in and out of the family. He probably noticed this, so Min Chen dismissed the hourly worker who cleaned the house very early.
But now, when he saw the young man wiping the piano board hard, he frowned and regretted a little: This piano...isn't it too big? Well, I should have bought a smaller one.
The face of the Steinway's nine-foot grand piano that was being rubbed was standing honestly.
Min Chen didn't ask Qi Mu to wipe it, he took the dry cloth from the young man's hand and put it aside. Under Qi Mu's surprised eyes, he took the other's hand and walked to the piano bench, and the two sat down together.
The black and white keys reflected the brilliance in the moonlight. Qi Mu looked at Min Chen in amazement, not knowing what he meant.
Anyone, as long as he sits in front of such a huge and imposing piano, can't help but hold his breath.
Qi Mu watched the man pull up his hands, covering the backs of the other's hands. His palm is slightly smaller than Min Chen's, but his fingers are roughly the same length, so when they are covered, there is hardly much difference.
Qi Muqing frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"I remember, when you were in Paris, you said that you wanted me to give you a new solo piano session in this piano room."
Because of his close-fitting posture, Min Chen's low and magnetic voice seemed to be ringing in Qi Mu's ears, and the heat blew past his ears, making him a little itchy.
At this time, Qi Mu finally remembered the willful words that were almost impulsive and blurted out in his apartment. He thought about it carefully, and smiled helplessly: "Your piano meeting lasts more than two hours. Do you want to play it all again now?"
"No… not all."
Hearing this, Qi Mu turned to look in surprise, and saw that the man was narrowing his eyes and staring at him seriously: "Recently, a melody has been lingering in my mind. It's very short. , but the most beautiful voice I've ever heard in my life."
Qi Mu's eyes widened in surprise: "You have a new song?!"
Min Chen nodded lightly: "Well, I've been a little busy recently. I'll probably write it all down when I'm free later."
Qi Mu nodded in understanding, but he looked at his hands that were pulled on the back of his hands by the other party, and said with tears in his eyes, "Okay, it's good that you have a new song, but I can't play the piano. With my hand on yours, I can't keep up with your speed, Min Chen."
"It doesn't matter, that melody is an adagio, a very slow adagio."
"Really?"
There are two kinds of lights in the piano room. One is the ceiling crystal headlight hanging in the center. When it is turned on, it will shine thousands of crystal bright lights, illuminating the entire piano room. The other is the wall lamp inlaid on the inside of the wall, which can only light up the dim yellow light in the room, but it still looks a little dim.
Qi Mu didn't turn on the crystal lamp at first, so under such dim light, he looked at the man's deep and dark eyes, and felt as if he had fallen into an environment. "Ensemble" requirement.
In the next second, his fingers followed Min Chen's fingers and gently moved.