Knock knock. ”

Two knocks sounded, and Duan Ran hurriedly put down his mobile phone and came to the door.

She didn't open the door immediately, and whispered to the door, "Qin Jian?"

"It's me. ”

Hearing a familiar voice outside the door, Duan Ran opened the door.

Looking up at Qin Jian, who had an indescribable face, the speculation in her heart seemed to have been verified in some way.

Moment.

"Constipation is a disease. ”

Duan Ran nodded.

"We'll be cured. ”

......

The game on stage continues.

However, after Qin Jian changed into civilian clothes, the two of them left the concert hall.

The ranking of the ensemble group is not important to the two of them, and with the original intention of participating in the check-in, the two of them are already very satisfied with today's performance.

And during this short trip to Vienna, what Qin Jian wanted to know was not only about the arena.

Especially after the idea in my heart has gradually become clear.

...

...

At 3:20 p.m. Vienna time, the sun was warm.

Coordinates, located in the east of Vienna in the Mozart House' Casa Figaro. ’

As one of Vienna's iconic tourist attractions, it is visited by countless tourists every year, some of them are lovers of classical music, and many more are just looking for a commemorative visit.

Casa Figaro is not big, just an old-fashioned yellow building.

Judging from the appearance, this old house with a bit of vicissitudes is simple and a little simple.

However, the interior of the house still retains the original appearance of the former residence, and every bit records the traces of Mozart's life.

These include a harpsichord custom-made for him by Smolk and some manuscripts of works that look particularly 'realistic'.

"How do you know it's a fake?"

Lying on the fence, Duan Ran carefully observed the yellowed sheet music in the glass case, which clearly outlined the traces of the creation of the score.

Labeled 'Mozart:HornConcertoNo.3inEflat, k.447' is affixed to the staff page.

"Guess. ”

Qin Jian said casually, but his guess was also grounded.

Whether it is the curvature of the tail arc of the notes, or the barlines of uneven thickness and length, they are almost exactly the same as the sketching habits on manuscripts in space.

A composer's writing habits are indeed fixed.

But the manuscript is a bit too detailed, and even the scribbling of the essay gives the impression of being calculated.

It's not so much a sheet music as a painting with a stave.

"Okay~" Duan Ran got up and shrugged his shoulders, "Mozart, you play well, you have the final say." ”

That's when it happened.

The voice of the Chinese tour guide not far away continued to come.

"It is said that Mozart bought a lot of real estate in Vienna during his heyday, and this 'Casa Figaro' is the most representative. ”

"Come with me, let's take a tour of Mozart's bedroom. ”

At the end of the mobile tour group, the two quietly followed again.

Rub the explanation.

However, probably because of the preconceived notions of Amadeus's last wishes, Qin Jian did not like some of the subjective statements of the tour guide.

For example, the Mozart in her mouth is amorous, alcoholic, arrogant, and has no one in her eyes.

It seems that in order to deliberately create a 'real side of genius with flesh and blood' for tourists, some trivial pieces of wild history are pieced together and told into a joke.

The crowd came to the second floor.

Between 1784 and 1787, Mozart and his wife spent the best moments of their lives in this warm room. ”

The happy life brought him the pinnacle of his career, the kind invitation of high society, and the company of famous friends. ”

The tour guide turned around as she spoke, pointed to an old brown wooden table and said to the crowd: "It is said that it was at this table that Mozart composed the great opera "The Marriage of Figaro". ”

Exclamations erupted in the crowd.

"Wow!"

"I've heard of Figaro's wedding, it's so good"

"The Wedding of Figaro, the pinnacle of comedy in one of Mozart's three major operas. A short man in a fisherman's hat continued.

As his words fell, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"This opera is arguably Mozart's highest musical achievement, and I personally admire it very much. ”

The fisherman's hat bar said a lot, as if it was an explanation.

Qin Jian also listened with great interest.

Finally, after everyone's interest was aroused, the tour guide took over again, "There is a Figaro wedding performance at the Poly Theater next to our hotel at 19:00 tonight, and interested friends can go to the scene to feel the charm of this opera." ”

"The performance team is..."

.......

"How do you feel like they're like a gang?" Duan Ran leaned into Qin Jian's ear and whispered, "But I also kind of want to hear what he said, what should I do?"

"Then we'll go too, eight o'clock, at the Poly Theatre. Qin Jian smiled, "You listen to them, I want to go around by myself." ”

With that, he turned and left the crowd.

However, Duan Ran followed behind Qin Jian in a hurry.

...

The two of them walked back and forth, but never stepped out of the spacious bedroom.

Qin Jian would occasionally stay in some places for a while, looking like he was in a daze, but Duan Ran didn't bother him.

She knew that Qin Jian might be looking for some inspiration.

Time flies quickly, and it is already the second Chinese tour group to come here.

...

Suddenly, Qin Jian's footsteps stopped at the can.

"Freemasons. ”

On the Chinese translation next to a small stone tablet in a corner, he saw again the words mentioned in Mozart's last wish.

"In the legend of the Freemasons: 'Where did this great learning come from?'"

Listen, as recorded in Genesis 4, long before the Flood there was a man named Lamech, who was a descendant of Cain. ”

"Lamech had two wives, one named Adah and the other Kira. ”

Seeing this, Qin Jian's heart thumped and he sped up his jump, and muttered, "Yada... Kira..."

Then the gaze continued to fall to the next line.

"Adah gave birth to two boys, Jabal and Jupa, Kira and a girl, and Tubah and Namah..."

A short text introduction was quickly gone, and Qin Jian was a little disappointed.

This material is probably about some of the origin legends and teachings of the Tongmasonry.

But it also gave him some clues.

Mozart himself said that he had created some works after joining the Freemasonry and that he loved the organization very much. ”

Qin Jian sighed, he could faintly feel that in the follow-up story of the last wish, there would still be a mention of the Tongmasonry.

Perhaps the unfinished Requiem and the Snowy Night Cemetery, the Man in Black is inextricably linked to this.

All this prompted his heart to churn again.

Qin Jian hated to click on the next chapter now.

But as is customary, he has to pick one of the three options in front of him and solve it in some way in order to continue unlocking.

"Headache. ”

Qin Jian rubbed his temples, he opened his last wish again, looking at the three options.

Moment.

"Are you sure?"

A cold voice rang out.

"Yes. ”

The next second.

"Ding..."