After paying attention, Qin Jian decided to use the next time to learn about his future brick moving site. ’

"Or home. ”

In fact, Qin Jian was also very curious about this place.

In Li Shuang's words, he could feel the other party's strong sense of belonging to this place.

Think about it, four years for undergraduate, three years for graduate school, four years for doctorate, and even if you study continuously, it takes at least 11 years.

A normal person can have several eleven years, and the most precious ten years are dedicated to such a place.

In the classical music circle, academic research is not like a performer who can run outside all year round.

If you want to make a name for yourself in this industry, you have to improve yourself endlessly.

What's more important is to endure loneliness.

Studying one thing with one mind is both physical and energetic.

This may also explain why Li Shuang is not very old, but he looks a little old.

The bare crown of his head is the best answer.

"Looks like I'm going to have to take precautions. ”

Sighing, Qin Jian unscrewed the key.

The security door of the 309 teaching and research department was pushed open with a "squeak".

It was dim, and Qin Jian casually pressed the light button on the door wall.

With a "click", the whole room appeared in front of him.

Not the whole picture, exactly.

The whole room is about 70 square meters in size, like a big rectangular box.

This estimate is for the space behind a locked door, excluding the bathroom.

But what attracted him the most was the huge mural on the entire wall.

The main and secondary wall paintings are actually more like a stage, with mountains and strange rocks in the background.

A peculiarly shaped royal temple made Qin Jian a little confused.

But if you add the woman in front of the temple, he might be able to guess something.

It was a besuming woman, dressed in black like the embodiment of the night, with two demonic horns on top of her head.

Holding a brilliant silver flute in his hand.

Next to the flute, it is engraved with the words 'MagicFlute.' ’

"The Magic Flute. ”

"Queen of the Night, Pamina. ”

"The Temple of the Night Queen, the Temple of Axis. ”

Qin Jian muttered.

Even though he had done his homework on Mozart's opera The Magic Flute.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but walk towards the gorgeous Queen of the Night, and the static portrait seemed to move in his mind.

On the stage of Mozart's premiere of the Magic Flute in 1791, the stunningly flowery soprano, the legend of love and intrigue, light and darkness, seemed to open the first scene in his heart at this moment.

Qin Jian just stood in front of the Night Queen.

He stood quietly.

Gradually, there were more roles on the stage, more choirs, more symphony orchestras.

Finally, in front of the Queen's Temple in the bright sun, a silver-haired man appeared, waving the baton in his hand.

The grand symphonic and vocal lines opened the grand banquet in his mind.

Then, under the torrent of applause, the silver-haired man slowly retreated to the front of the stage.

At the moment when he was about to turn around.

"Ding, I received a message from Papageno. ”

The sudden electronic sound in his ears made Qin Jian's eyes flicker, and the key in his hand slipped involuntarily.

"Bling" in a quiet room.

Qin Jian shook his head vigorously, the queen in front of him was still a quiet queen, still standing in front of the mountain temple holding a silver flute.

It's just that the actors, the choir, the orchestra, and the silver-haired man are gone.

After that, the echo of 'Papaqueno' in my mind remained.

Qin Jian remembers the name very well, this is the character of the 'Happy Bird Catcher' who appeared in the first act of the Magic Flute.

"Intelligence..."

If it weren't for the sound in his ears, he would have almost forgotten that there was such a thing in space.

The next second.

With a rub of his hands, the panel appears in front of him.

His gaze was focused directly on the small horn in the upper right corner.

The panel flashed instantly.

【Information Column】

[Discovery of the Birdcatcher]: In front of the Night Queen's temple, an evil poisonous tongue has been disemboweled, and the happy bird-catcher Papaqueno is blowing a cheerful whistle, singing a beautiful song, and dancing around the corpse of the poisonous tongue

"Friends over there!"

At this moment, a sound came from behind him, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out under his bird feather weaving shoes.

[Intelligence source]: Papaqueno in the thriller

[Information Time Limit]: None

...

After a long time, Qin Jian closed the panel, picked up the key, and wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead.

The scene of entering the hallucination just now made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Whew. ”

"Another inexplicable piece of information. ”

Qin Jian was no longer surprised by this.

Although it had been more than half a year since he had received the last piece of information, he still didn't know what it was used for.

If I had to say anything, it was that the last intel cost him 500 Cult Points.

As a result, I studied it, and after three days, the intelligence was time-sensitive, and there was not a single fart left.

The source of the intelligence is Chris, the pit.

But it still leaves a nice question

"'Who touched heaven with the piano?' ’”

And what clues did this intelligence leave behind?

The Night King Mountain Temple, the corpse of the poisonous tongue, the bird catcher, and an unknown voice.

Qin Jian knew very well in his heart that this was the stage set for the first act of the Magic Flute, and he also knew who shouted this voice, if nothing else, Papagano could see a prince with a sword hanging from behind the mountain or out of the cave as soon as he turned around.

He had seen this scene in many different versions of the Magic Flute opera.

Now Qin Jian has three thoughts about this piece of intelligence.

First, the 'discovery of the birdcatcher', what did he find, if he simply heard a call, what was the discovery?

If this is really the case, then it is understandable that he broke out in a cold sweat later.

It is also in line with the image of 'Papageno the Horror'.

Appropriate.

Second, Qin Jian didn't quite agree with his inference on the first question, he felt that the problem was not so simple.

Third, even if the problem is not so simple, what should he do~?

Fortunately, there is no time limit this time.

Mozart, Mozart~

...

"Hey~"

After a feeling of weakness, Qin Jian heard bursts of laughter outside the window.

"The students are so happy. ”

Qin Jian's gaze fell on the wall painting again, and he had to say that the Queen of the Night was really good-looking.

Leaving the wall painting, he continued to spin around the room.

Perhaps he now understands why this place is called a construction site.

Beneath the wall on the other side is a row of tables with a variety of books and materials on opera, most of which are not in Chinese.

I can basically understand some German, but there are also Spanish, Italian, Czech, French...

Headache.

"In French, Duan Ran should be able to help a little. ”

Qin Jian thought about it, and sat down on a black swivel chair, next to the black swivel chair was a brown swivel chair, and there were two chairs in front of the entire long table.

"I think this should be the seat of Brother Shuang and the mysterious senior sister. ”

There is a refrigerator at the end of the long table, a small bar counter next to the refrigerator, a wine cabinet on the bar, and an LCD screen embedded in the wall on one side of the wine cabinet.

Under the LCD screen is a simple bed, although there is no cover on the bed, only a cushion, but a nap is enough.

"No wonder it's called home. ”

You can basically support your life here, provided you have a key.

"I don't know who designed it. ”

After changing his position and sitting at the bar, Qin Jian looked at everything in front of him, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

"Indeed a good place. ”