Chapter 211: Confessions of a Wandering Singer
"Since the entire staff of the hot pot restaurant was taken away last night, they haven't come back yet, and we don't know if the murderer is the person in there, but in my opinion, he definitely didn't run away."
The middle-aged man also frowned and said.
At this time, Jiang Wei remembered that his news was obtained directly from Hu Pengjun, and it was impossible for others to know who the murderer was in advance.
"That's a bit of a problem."
Jiang Wei frowned, if the murderer was caught red-handed, he could still find out some useful information from these people's mouths, but they didn't even know who the murderer was, how could they know where the other party lived.
"Although we don't know which murderer is, in the afternoon, I saw the police driving in that and direction, probably finding something and arresting someone."
At this moment, the middle-aged man pointed in one direction and spoke, and following the other party's fingers, Jiang Wei saw that it was a fork in the road, and he didn't know where it led.
"What kind of place is there, looking at the distance, it's unlikely that those corpse fragments will rush here, right?"
Jiang Wei asked tentatively.
"It's a wet market, and there are a lot of people who work here who rent houses around there, but I can't understand why the police would go there to arrest people."
The middle-aged man also looked puzzled.
"Wet market?"
Jiang Wei's eyes lit up, since the murderer was purchasing, it was very likely that he lived next to the vegetable market, plus there was a house for rent over there, maybe it would be that place.
Now that he had a general direction, Jiang Wei didn't waste time here, but after giving everyone a cigarette again, he said goodbye to everyone and drove directly to the direction of the vegetable market.
Although there were a lot of people hanging out outside, but after turning into the fork in the road, there were few people to see, Jiang Wei slowed down the car and carefully observed the buildings on both sides of the road.
However, it is no different from other residential areas, where most of the windows are lit up, but no sound can be heard.
When the car drove to the end, Jiang Wei really saw a vegetable market here, but because it was night at the moment, it was dark and rumbling, and there was no one.
Jiang Wei simply got out of the car and began to wander around, and at the same time, Chen Wenhui and other ghosts also let him disperse to help find him.
To be honest, at this time, he didn't have much hope of finding this ghost, and the reason why he hadn't given up was completely because of his pride.
Last night, the other party committed a crime under his nose, and almost killed Ye Yanran, and later released the ghost to look for him, and even let the other party run away, no matter what the situation was, he couldn't swallow this breath.
The whirring cold wind blew on his body, and he couldn't help but rub his arms, and after a few more steps, he was about to turn into an alley.
Stretching his neck and looking inside, Jiang Wei didn't plan to go in, because without the light of the street lamps, it looked very dark inside, and there didn't seem to be many people living in the buildings here.
Just as he was about to turn around and look elsewhere, a crisp guitar sound came into his ears......
My name is Cao Xiangfei, I have loved music since I was a child, and when I first heard the beautiful melody from the old radio in the village, I was almost intoxicated, but at that time, because of my age, I didn't understand what my dream was.
As I grew older, music became an integral part of my life, a quest that made me willing to give it all in.
After graduating from junior high school, I said goodbye to my family and began to work hard in the city, while absorbing all kinds of knowledge about music.
A few years later, I carried my guitar on my back and started into the big city and embarked on a journey to pursue my dreams.
So far, under the overpass, in the tunnel, in the subway station, and in the downtown area, all my singing voice has floated through.
It's just that this kind of road to pursue my dreams is far more difficult and boring than I imagined.
In order to live, to dream, I had to play with my guitar day after day.
From then on, I rarely went home, or even dared to contact them, because I didn't want my family to know about my downs.
Sometimes I even wonder if I can get the results I want, but every time I pick up the guitar, I can feel a warmth from the depths of my heart, and I know that I have not been forgotten by the world, although I often cry silently alone in the dead of night.
There has never been a savior in this world, and for a few years, I endured the loneliness of being alone, uploading the lyrics and songs I wrote on the Internet and waiting silently, but in the end, it was indeed endless darkness and despair.
I was so confused that I had dedicated half of my life to music, and in the end, I got nothing but a scar that I couldn't look back on.
In my dream, the scene of me standing on the stage and receiving the crowd's cheers and shouts has become farther and farther away from me, and the pain and sadness in my heart are intertwined, making me gradually depressed and depressed.
I stopped and wandered, wandering all the way, to find the unknown road for the rest of my life, maybe this is the fate that I can't solve in my life, it has nothing to do with struggle, nothing to do with hard work.
Eventually, after a few years, when I saw these familiar and unfamiliar environments again, I finally made up my mind with a sense of relief that I hadn't seen for a long time.
Maybe there is a new beginning waiting for me here.
It's just that I just relaxed, but I met a person, a person who claimed to be able to give me a chance to perform on stage, is this the legendary fate?
At this moment, I squeezed the guitar in my hand, and I felt a force come out of it again, rekindling my fighting spirit......
Jiang Wei frowned and listened carefully to the source of the sound, although from the light on the window, this building is indeed only inhabited by a few families, but in such a quiet climate at night, there are still people practicing guitar, isn't he afraid of disturbing the people and causing public outrage?
After thinking about it for a while, he finally turned on the flashlight on his phone, groping for the wall while walking slowly inside, he always felt that the sound of this guitar was a little strange.
When he entered about twenty or thirty meters, the sound of the guitar just now became louder and louder, and Jiang Wei couldn't hear the tune, but the faint sadness in it resonated with the depths of his soul.
Jiang Wei discovered for the first time that the sound played by the original guitar can also be so moving.
Unconsciously, Jiang Wei closed his eyes, feeling almost about to empty himself, deeply intoxicated.
But the next moment, the eyes he had just closed suddenly opened, and a little cold light flashed away.