Coming out of the detention center, An Ran was still waiting in the car, with an impatient face, thinking that he had been waiting outside for a long time, and he was a little anxious.

But a place like the detention center is not something that anyone can enter.

Even if the power of the An family is great, you have to take Ding Fan into account that Ding Fan is here, when he doesn't exist, lawlessness will only arouse his annoyance.

At the moment, this is definitely not what the An family wants to see, and it is also what An Taiyi was telling at the beginning.

So although An Ran also wanted to go in with her to find out what happened at the scene when the crime happened, she hesitated when she really arrived at the detention center.

Because Antai once said: If you want to be a successful woman, you must not show your stronger side than him in front of men, which will only make him constantly alienate you, guard against you, and even dislike you.

To put it simply, a man is a face-loving creature after all, and being protected by a woman will hurt their self-esteem to some extent.

Antey is a man who has come from before, and he knows very well what a man needs and what scares them.

Presumably, An Xin didn't see through this back then, so she ended up like this.

Having lost a daughter, Antey didn't want this to happen to another daughter, and repeating the mistakes of the past was the most unacceptable to him.

And An Ran was also smart, he just sent Ding Fan to the door of the detention center, although he wanted to follow up very much, but in the end he restrained himself, suppressed his curiosity, and waited outside.

Ding Fan couldn't see that, and after returning to the car, he saw that An Ran had said a few words to the bailiff just now, and he already knew it in his heart.

This matter is very simple, the people of the An family are almost everywhere in southern Xinjiang, and in places like the detention center, even if there are not many people arranged, but in some key positions, it is normal to arrange some people inside.

An Ran, who returned to the car, didn't know what Ding Fan was thinking at this time, and was still thinking about what the prison guard told her just now.

It's just that the prison guard's description of Ding Fan just now is really a bit terrible, she has never seen anyone who can control other people's thoughts before, just like those goblins in Journey to the West, they are simply not human.

Think about it, if your mind is controlled by someone, isn't it like a walking dead to be slaughtered?

So after returning to the car, An Ran almost didn't dare to look at Ding Fan, for fear that he would be like Li Jiayong, who was manipulated by someone, and there was no way to keep all the secrets in his heart at that time.

And this reflection of hers had already fallen into Ding Fan's eyes, and she sneered and said, "Who is that prison guard from your family?"

When An Ran heard this, the hand holding the steering wheel suddenly shook, her heart was like a drum, beating like crazy, and she almost jumped out of her chest, although her eyes were still looking at the road outside, but at this moment her attention was still on Ding Fan's body.

"Don't worry, I won't hypnotize you, this method is not successful every time!" Ding Fan leaned on the passenger seat with a relaxed face, and said in a calm tone: "What's more, I'm also in the car, hypnotize you at this time, am I looking for death?" I'm just curious, what did the bailiff tell you just now, so that you seem to be guarding against a thief, so guard against me!"

"He didn't say anything!"

Obviously, the preconceived idea has now made An Ran completely afraid to look at Ding Fan, no matter what he says at this time, An Ran will not believe it, and he will not even dare to look at him directly.

"Forget it, if you don't say it, I know!" Ding Fan shrugged his shoulders, smiled helplessly and said, "I think you should also know, we are going to ...... Ollie Piano Shop, Li Jiayong's words are still somewhat useful, but if we want to be a witness, we need a normal person!"

The normal person Ding Fan said was naturally a person who had nothing to do with the two families, and he couldn't have any mental illness.

It is obviously not easy to find a person who has no management with the two families in southern Xinjiang, but fortunately, there is a person mentioned by Li Jiayong, and maybe this person can help a little.

And since An Ran told her those two sentences to the bailiff, she has not said a single superfluous word, anyway, wherever Ding Fan wants to go, she will just do it, and don't say anything else.

If Antai hadn't told her to follow Ding Fan all the time, she would have run away a long time ago, and the farther away from him, the better.

……

In the early years, there were no people playing musical instruments in Liuzhou, of course, because few people here could afford to play this thing.

If you learn a musical instrument well, you can't make money by yourself, and you can't become the ability to settle down, but in the eyes of those who have a family, knowing how to play a musical instrument is a skill that can be used, and all you earn back is face.

So at that time, in the whole Liuzhou, there was only one Ollie piano store, or in the past few years, some musical instrument shops have been opened in the surrounding area, but there is still only one musical instrument store that can adjust the piano timbre.

An Ran took Ding Fan to quickly find this Ollie piano shop, and with the help of the boss, he contacted Zhao Lichen, the tuner of the piano store.

I heard that this Zhao Lichen used to be a music teacher, and when he was young, he was also a handsome young man, but in an accident, blindness caused him to have to leave his favorite music and become a tuner.

And the reason why this Orly Concert has been open for so many years is because of his craftsmanship.

The piano that has been tuned by his hands is said to be able to play a love-like sound.

When Ding Fan saw this Mr. Zhao Lichen, the first thing he saw was his hands.

Originally, I was still speculating that these hands that can bring out the sound of heaven are also a pair of very delicate and smooth hands.

Unexpectedly, after Ding Fan saw his hands, he was a little skeptical that this person was not the one who tuned the piano, because these hands did not look like palms that adjusted the tone of the piano, but more like the hands of repairing boilers, the fingers were thick, and the joints of the fingers looked very swollen, and there were obvious signs of bone hyperplasia.

Just when Ding Fan's heart was full of curiosity, this Zhao Lichen seemed to see his doubts, and said with a smile: "Are you looking at my hands?

When Ding Fan heard this, he was taken aback, subconsciously shrunk his neck, and nodded, and then thought that people couldn't see it, so he nodded to whom.

"It really doesn't look like a piano tune. Ding Fan was direct, and said bluntly without any shrea: "I have seen those students who practice musical instruments before, and they seem to cherish their palms very much, but there seem to be a lot of calluses on your hands, and even cracked openings, can such hands really play songs?"

The smile on the corner of Zhao Lichen's mouth kept hanging on his face, as if nothing in this world could deprive him of his smile, he reached out to touch the things around him, moved his body carefully, and finally walked to the piano on the side, and actually reached out and gently pressed it on the piano a few times.

Even if Ding Fan doesn't know any music, he can still listen to it these few times, it is not a song at all, just a few random clicks.

"I'm no longer a pianist, but I love the piano, so I'm engaged in a profession related to it!" Zhao Lichen said while pressing every key on the piano casually: "It doesn't matter if you can't see it, I can not look at it, as long as I can hear it, the real reason why I can't play the piano is that my hands really can't play the piano anymore, and my eyes are not the key at all, so I became a tuner!"

It can be seen that Zhao Licheng is really obsessed with music.

His eyes can't see, and they can't stop his love for music, until his hands can't be used, and he prefers to be a tuner in order to hear.

"You should have heard a lot of piano sounds in your life, right?" Ding Fan glanced at An Ran who was standing at the door, and said lightly: "What kind of piano do you think can leave a deep impression on you?"

Zhao Lichen didn't answer Ding Fan immediately, he still pressed the black and white keys on the piano with his fingers from time to time, nodded from time to time, and was silent for a while before he spoke: " It should be the handmade piano made in Europe back then, every inch is pure hand-carved, ingenuity, and it is also the piano that I have always wanted to play the most, but at that time my hand had a problem, I didn't want to ruin any song, and I didn't want to leave regrets on the piano, so I never played, but it was also very good, its owner was at least a person who knew the piano. ”

"Do you know who owns that piano?"

An Ran finally couldn't help it, Ding Fan could speak slowly, it didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, but she was already impatient.

"This question, in fact, you don't need to say it, I just want to know, have you ever heard her play the piano?" Ding Fan glanced at An Ran, shook his head a little reproachfully, and continued: "Some people say that from a song, a person's state of mind can often be judged, what did Mr. Zhao hear?"

I don't know why, when Ding Fan asked about this, Zhao Lichen suddenly stopped what he was doing, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and sighed deeply: "Longing, helpless, reluctant...... They all say that she committed suicide, but I don't believe it. ”

The corners of Ding Fan's mouth hooked up slightly, and he sat up straight and said, "Mr. Zhao is really powerful, although you can't see the door, you can hear my intention." ”

From the moment he entered the door, Ding Fan didn't say much, the topic has always revolved around things related to music, and he didn't mention An Xin's matter.

But this Zhao Lichen quickly thought of all this, it seems that this person is really not simple.

"After so many years, you are not the first person to come to find it, I always hope that it will be the last time!" Zhao Lichen slowly stood up and groped his way in the direction of Ding Fan, until the distance between the two was less than an arm's length, he stopped, stretched out his hand to find the direction little by little, and the palm finally fell on his head.

"I hope you can do it!" Zhao Lichen stood in front of Ding Fan for a while, turned around and walked to the side, tremblingly rummaged through a cabinet in the corner, and finally took out a thick notebook, turned around and handed it to him: "I don't know much, I never believed that she would commit suicide, I never believed it, it's because of these songs." ”

Just because of this book?

Ding Fan was a little puzzled and opened the notebook in his hand, but there was not a word on it except for the dense needle eyes.