038, Music Maniac (2)

After the homicide case was filed, Li Jianfei began to find the murderer, but the progress was not very good.

Later, under my reminder, he had a direction, that is, Zhang Hui's song "Let Love Fly", which is the key to solving the case, because the murderer took away the creative draft of Zhang Hui's song, just because Zhang Hui's song is really well written, it is a popular song, so this is the murderer's purpose.

After Li Jianfei negotiated with the organizer of the audition of "Good Music", he sent a few people to start monitoring the situation here.

Li Jianfei was busy there, and we were not idle here, because this Zhang Hui is really a very noisy yin spirit I have ever seen, and he doesn't make trouble for a day, which makes me and Lin Haoran very annoyed, so I also scolded Li Jianfei and asked him to speed up the case, otherwise, Lin Haoran and I will collapse.

When I came home from work today, I found that the house was surprisingly quiet, without Zhang Hui's annoying singing voice, and I didn't see Lin Haoran's angry figure, which made me very strange.

But when I passed by the study, I found that these two people were sitting in front of the computer in the study, not knowing what they were doing, and they were all so concentrated.

When I got closer, I smiled, it turned out that the two of them were preparing to record Zhang Hui's song, so they stopped like this.

I went back to the kitchen to cook, and they were fiddling in the study, and it seemed like a quiet evening had not been in a while, and I was in a good mood to prepare dinner for them.

When Li Jian flew in, he noticed that something was wrong as soon as he entered the house, and quietly asked me, "What's the situation with being so quiet?" ”

"Are the two of them doing business?" I smiled and pointed to the door of the study.

"What's serious? Can this big brother stop like this? Li Jianfei asked curiously.

"Recording songs." It seems that everyone feels the same way.

"Really? That's good, but Zhang Hui's song is really good, and if it can be released, it's really good. Li Jianfei nodded.

"Let them get it, I have to cook, or I'll have to eat it when I come out, and I won't be able to get it." I smiled and turned to go into the kitchen.

Li Jianfei also followed, and asked me with a smile: "Xiaoxue, now you come back to cook every day after work, you feel pretty good, you look like a good wife." ”

"Well, I think so too, I used to go home alone, so I didn't want to come back a lot of times, it's too cold here, it's different now, there is Haoran, so there is a person at home waiting for me to come back, it's not cold, it's even warm." I smiled sweetly.

"It's good to see you like this now, and I think my uncle and aunt will be relieved." Li Jianfei smiled, but his smile was a little sour.

"Brother, I know your worries, in fact, I have thought about it, but now I am really happy and happy, this is enough, it is useless to think so much about the future." I patted Li Jianfei on the shoulder, which was to comfort him and myself.

"yes, I see." Li Jianfei nodded, then washed his hands in the pool, "I'll help you cook." ”

I smiled and handed him a handful of greens in my hand.

On the third day, the police officers who Li Jianfei arranged to monitor the "Good Music" venue reported that the song had appeared.

I took Lin Haoran and Zhang Hui to the window of the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau, and I saw a young boy sitting there, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, but he looked so young and handsome.

I nodded to Li Jianfei, and he walked into the interrogation room, and let the man with his head bow raise his head, and I quietly observed the changes in his heart, and to my surprise, he still thinks that killing Zhang Hui is the most correct decision he has made.

I turned my head to look at Zhang Hui standing beside me, he was surprisingly calm at the moment, and he didn't see any changes in the man in the window.

I just wanted to ask him, but Lin Haoran grabbed me, I looked at Lin Haoran, he shook his head at me, and put his head to my ear "Zhang Hui didn't blame him, I just wanted to know why he killed him." ”

I told Li Jianfei what Zhang Hui wanted to know, and Li Jianfei began to interrogate the man in the interrogation room.

"Name"

"He Guangming."

"Age."

"26 years old"

"Why did you kill Zhang Hui?" Li Jianfei went straight to the point.

"I'm not killing anyone, I'm just a musician, how can I kill people?" He Guangming smiled calmly at Li Jianfei, but his eyes betrayed him.

What I saw in his eyes was: How did they know that I killed Zhang Hui? I threw his body in the well, and even if I found it, no one would know that I did it, how did they know?

I told Li Jianfei about He Guangming's thoughts through the earphones, only to see Li Jianfei smile lightly, looking at He Guangming with a cold look in his eyes, so he asked indifferently: "What is the relationship between you and Zhang Hui, and how did you meet." ”

"I don't know Zhang Hui at all, so it doesn't matter." He Guangming avoided Li Jianfei's gaze.

"I don't know, then why did you appear at Zhang Hui's house? Do you have an inheritance there? Li Jianfei raised the corners of his mouth lightly.

"I ...... I've never been to the Happy Community at all, and I'm not familiar with it. He Guangming panicked.

He thought that his whereabouts had not been discovered by anyone, but now that he was questioned by the police, he panicked.

"You don't know Zhang Hui, how do you know that Zhang Hui lives in a happy community?" Li Jianfei sneered.

"I haven't said it, how can I say anything about a happy community." He Guangming was completely confused, he knew that he was wrong, but now he could only deny it vigorously.

"The song you used when you participated in "Good Music" is very good, did you write it yourself?" Li Jianfei stared at He Guangming.

"Of course, of course I created it myself, or who would it be?" He Guangming was very uncomfortable with Li Jianfei's sudden jumping question, and his words were slightly vibrato.

"How long did you write this song?" Li Jianfei suddenly asked with a smile.

"It didn't take long." He Guangming immediately looked away, he didn't dare to look at Li Jianfei.

"Not long, how long?" Li Jianfei's smile gradually cooled.

"Uh...... It's just that it didn't take long, this song, it usually has to be brewed, and then ......" He Guangming's words flickered.

"Don't say it's useless, if you wrote this song, you should be able to tell the exact time." Li Jianfei impatiently interrupted He Guangming's words, "I advise you to tell the truth, you should also know that the police will not bring people here for interrogation without evidence, you should understand my words, right?" ”

"Comrade policeman, I really didn't kill anyone, really." He Guangming was about to stand up as he spoke, but he was pulled back by the handcuff, and he looked at the handcuff on his wrist with a god.

"Tell me, what are you doing around 6 p.m. on September 26 this year?" Li Jianfei sneered and looked at He Guangming, he felt that this kid was too cute, so tender and pretending to be sophisticated in front of him.

"...... at 6 o'clock on September 26" He Guangming tilted his head slightly, as if he was recalling, but in fact he was thinking about how to lie.

Lin Haoran and Zhang Hui looked at me together, I could only salute with my hands on my head, and smiled in my mouth, "I'm sorry, I didn't control it, this kid is too interesting, Guan Gong is playing with a big knife in front of him!" ”

Lin Haoran also smiled after hearing this, he hugged my shoulder and whispered: "If Li Jianfei heard you praise him like this, he would definitely jump up happily." ”

"It's not that exaggerated." I looked at Lin Haoran with my mouth slightly open, and Lin Haoran gently touched my head.

Zhang Hui turned his head to look at the window without saying a word, where sat a former friend, a "friend" who had killed himself.

Cheng Dù, who was in a complicated mood, could see the average, but he still wanted to hear this "friend" personally say what the reason for killing him was.

I pressed and held the headphones and gave an order to Li Jianfei, "Forcing him to tell the truth of the matter, Zhang Hui wants to listen." ”

Li Jianfei nodded over there, and then stared at He Mingguang with a cold face, He Mingguang felt Li Jianfei's nail-like gaze, he couldn't help but dodge, he hadn't figured out how to deal with Li Jianfei's problem yet.

"Give you time, let you think, have you figured out what to say? However, I sue you that it is not good for you to lie to us, and no one can shirk responsibility in the face of evidence, and you must be responsible for what you do. Li Jianfei's cold voice sounded, making He Mingguang tremble.

"Can you sue me, what evidence do you have?" He Mingguang suddenly asked.

"Don't you know that there is surveillance in the community now? And was that song of yours really written by yourself? Li Jianfei raised the corners of his mouth coldly.

"Alas......" He Mingguang lowered his head, he thought that no one had seen what he had done, but it turned out that every qiē had been recorded, and he let out a long sigh helplessly, "Actually...... I didn't mean to kill Zhang Hui, but his song was really good, so good, really good. ”

Through He Mingguang's narration, we know the whole course of the incident.

He Mingguang and Zhang Hui met music netizens on the Internet, because everyone loves music very much, they discussed music production together, and gradually the two admired each other very much, and they became "good friends".

The music direction of the two is also very similar, so they are also very happy to make music together, and after the two of them posted their works on the Internet, they have some small achievements, and they have also been recognized, and they have a lot of regular fans.

After the "The Voice" program started in the Northeast region, both of them wanted to participate, so the two agreed to create a good song separately and make it popular again in this show.

He Mingguang and Zhang Hui started to create separately, but He Mingguang encountered difficulties in creation, and he couldn't find the feeling, he wanted to ask Zhang Hui for help, but Zhang Hui's creation at that time had been preliminarily completed, and after learning about this situation, He Mingguang was even more anxious.

He collects materials everywhere and forgets to sleep and eat every day, but after his works come out, even he is not satisfied.

Just when he was annoyed, Zhang Hui's phone called, and he excitedly told He Mingguang that his creation was complete, and invited him to audition, so that he could help give advice.

He Mingguang reluctantly agreed to audition, and arrived at Zhang Hui's residence at around 6 p.m. on September 26, where he heard Zhang Hui's song "Let Love Fly".

From the moment he heard it, He Mingguang fell in love with this song, and he immediately had the urge to take it for himself, but when he thought that this was a new creation by a "friend", if he asked for it, Zhang Hui would definitely not give it, so he had an evil idea.

He took advantage of Zhang Hui's self-absorption, and an ashtray placed on the table smashed Zhang Hui's head hard, and after only a few strokes, Zhang Hui lay on the ground with his face covered in blood.

He Mingguang did not panic, but wiped all the blood stains at the scene in a very orderly manner, even wiped the doorknob, he wrapped Zhang Hui's body with plastic tape, and after 12 o'clock at night, transported it out of the building, opened the manhole cover behind the building, and threw the body there, and then he returned to Zhang Hui's residence and took away all the materials of the song composed by Zhang Hui.

After returning home, he began to try it over and over again, and finally when he finally felt that he could perform it successfully, he performed the song on today's show.

After He Mingguang finished speaking, he exhaled a long breath, which was a kind of relaxed expression.

I turned my head to look at Zhang Hui, Zhang Hui's calm expression made me feel that something was not right, I turned my head to look at Lin Haoran, and he also shook his head at me, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

I gently stretched out my hand and pulled down the corner of Zhang Hui's clothes, "Zhang Hui, are you okay?" ”

"Huh? Oh, it's okay, I'm fine, I didn't expect it, it turns out that he likes my song so much, in fact, he can tell me, if he does, I can let him perform this song with me. Zhang Hui smiled bitterly.

"Is it true? Would you really involve him in your show? I asked him cautiously.

"Well, in fact, I have always regarded him as my musical confidant, because he really understands what my music is saying, and only he understands it." Zhang Hui nodded earnestly.

"Alas, people's selfishness can sometimes really kill people." I sighed helplessly.

If He Mingguang really confessed to Zhang Hui his thoughts, maybe now the two of them can already stand on the stage and perform together, but now, they are separated by yin and yang.

I pressed the headphones and said to Li Jianfei: "Zhang Hui said, I don't blame He Mingguang, thank him for loving his song so much." ”

Li Jianfei was stunned after hearing my words, and couldn't help but look at the glass window where we were, I smiled and said: "I have to tell you again, we are going home, tomorrow you will hear Zhang Hui's song "Let Love Fly" on the Internet, don't forget, let He Mingguang also listen to it." ”

The next day, when we found the click-through rate of the song "Let Love Fly" on the Internet, I was surprised, I didn't expect it, the click-through rate of this song had exceeded 10,000, and I looked at Zhang Hui with a smile.

At this time, Zhang Hui looked at the computer screen with tears in his eyes, this should be his proudest time, and it is also the time when he is most satisfied.

Lin Haoran put his arm around my shoulder, and the two of us stood there quietly looking at Zhang Hui.

After a while, when the beam of light shone on Zhang Hui, Zhang Hui raised his head and looked at us with a smile, "Thank you, thank you for doing a good job for me, thank you." ”

"You're welcome." Lin Haoran nodded to him.

"I wish you happiness, and you must be happy." As we said he rose to the sky, and we looked up and watched him disappear into the sky.