Under the gaze of everyone, Miss Keiko Sato opened her memories.

"I'll never forget that day," said Miss Keiko softly, "it was an evening eight years ago, and the sun was always attached to the earth in the heat of summer, and it refused to leave. At dusk, the weather was still very hot, and the trees were screaming, and I was in a terrible mood. ”

After a brief pause, Miss Keiko continued.

"It was the worst day of my life. I played the piano all day in preparation for the summer concert that would be held in three days, but I couldn't grasp the devil's trill. Although I can already perform the whole piece smoothly, it is only an interpretation, and it is still far from a stage performance. I would never show anything without soul and resonance to the listener, but I never got into this piece. Later, I simply put down the piano and poured a glass of red wine, ready to think about each movement. But unlike what I expected, I became even more irritable after swallowing a glass of red wine, because every phrase made me extremely angry. When I play the devil's trills in my head, I feel like every phrase is a devil. They hovered around me, sarcastically mocking me and laughing at me. The long-term depression has kept my nerves in a state of tension, and maybe the slightest accident will break me. But it was at this time that the unexpected appeared. ”

There was silence at the scene, and everyone was quietly listening to Miss Keiko's words, even the suffering Fly Man.

"I heard the most beautiful voice in my life, Mom. Although it is not very clear, it is enough to recognize that it is an affectionate salutation, not a meaningless academic expression. Then I heard another voice, a terrifying crack. Just behind me, my child touched a corner of the table, and the violin on the table fell off impartially and fell apart. All this takes for granted and does not need to be justified, as if it were fate that the Stradivari violin, born in 1711, should have endured such an end. At that moment, I was stupid, I was really stupid, I was simply six gods without a master. Every Stradivari is so precious that they don't even belong to any one player. At that moment, there was only one voice left in my head, it's over, it's all over, I've messed everything up! ”

Everyone could hear what Keiko said clearly, there were no complicated words in it, and everyone could predict what would happen next. But no one could have imagined that a violin could become a "motive for killing".

"What are you doing?" Miss Keiko's eyes widened and she said, "I said this, and I reached out and pushed the child, only to give her a gentle push, and then I saw that my own child fell to the ground like a violin, and then she was silent. ”

"She's dead? She's dead. She's dead! Miss Keiko grew insane, "I, I killed her with my own hands. I just pushed her, I just pushed her out of annoyance. ”

It turned out to be an unintentional mistake, Rey thought to himself.

But is it possible?

A child who lost his life with just a push?

"Hehe, I'm a murderer." "The next scene was even more incredible, my child was torn apart like a Stradivari violin. ”

Miss Keiko swept over the people with different expressions with a pair of tearful eyes, although most of them were full of doubts.

"Yes, it's torn apart, right in front of me." Miss Keiko had a smile on her face, but tears flowed silently.

"Tell me, are people like me a damned person?"

"Not counting!"

A voice immediately responded to her, and everyone followed the reputation, and it turned out to be Chris Murray.

"Not counting?" Miss Keiko smiled sadly, "I'm a murderer, and I'm killing my own child, it's like a loss of conscience, shouldn't a person like me deserve to die?" ”

"Nope." Murray shook his head firmly, "There must be something wrong with this." ”

"Questions? What's the problem? ”

"There's something wrong with your argument." Murray looked Miss Keiko in the eye, "Even if the violin can fall apart, the child will never be able to!" ”

"But...... But I saw it with my own eyes......"

"No, you must be mistaken." Murray exclaimed, "I'm sure your memory is skewed!" ”

"Remember, memory bias?"

"Yes." Murray laughed and said, "In this regard, we magicians are half experts. ”

"But......" Miss Keiko's tears were still flowing, "why do I have memory biases?" ”

"It may be that you have a sense of guilt that brings together similar memories to form a new memory that is not factual."

"I ...... Don't understand. ”

"Well," Murray said, spreading his hands, "what I'm going to do at the moment is like a magic trick." Although I have some ideas in my mind, I need everyone's help. ”

"Young man," said the kind old man at once, "please say whatever you need us to do." ”

"Well," said the CEO, "I'm willing to help." ”

Seeing the crowd responding, Murray felt that this moment was even more glorious than standing on the most shining magic stage.

"I need everyone to take out the crystals and help me look up the information about the Sakura Province Summer Concert 8 years ago, the more the better."

"Good!"

Thanks to the efforts of everyone, information poured in.

"Here's a piece of news from 8 years ago." "This year's Summer Concert was a great success, and the high-profile newcomer musician Keiko Yamada made her debut at the Summer Concert against all odds, and her performance of the Devil's Trill received unanimous acclaim. Some music critics described the live version as the best performance in nearly 50 years, including the recording. ”

"Yay!" Murray shouted, "Everybody heard, there are at least three important pieces of information in this." ”

"First," Murray said, holding out a finger, "Miss Keiko Sato was not called Keiko Sato at that time, but Keiko Yamada. ”

"Second, what does this mean by eliminating all odds?"

"Thirdly, Miss Keiko performed the Devil's Trill track, and it was very successful."

"Mountain, Keiko Yamada?" Miss Keiko was stunned, and at this moment she felt a huge whirlpool in her mind. Any attempt to sort through memories of eight years ago will be sucked into this bottomless vortex.

"I have one here, too." The kind old man said, "This is the result of my search for Keiko Yamada. There was a serious car accident on 334 Avenue in the western suburbs of our city, and the vehicle was seriously damaged, and two passengers in the car except for the driver were killed on the spot. At present, the driver has been sent to a nearby hospital for treatment, but fortunately, the injuries are not serious and there is no danger to life. According to eyewitnesses, the driver is suspected to be Miss Keiko Yamada, a rookie musician who has been in the spotlight recently. ”

"Great!" "It's getting clearer," Murray said. ”

"It seems that there are only one or two pieces left to restore the events of the year," the female CEO suddenly spoke, "I wonder if I can piece together the whole puzzle with this piece of information?" ”

After finishing speaking, the female CEO read it to herself.

"The Sigma Violin Society is known for its prestige, and while Stradivarius violins are precious, talented violinists are even more precious. They were very sympathetic to Miss Yamada's plight, and were willing to give up the claim and continue to use their Tibetan qin to support Miss Yamada Keiko, hoping that Miss Keiko would come out of her great grief. ”

"Do you still need to analyze?" Murray asked, staring at Miss Keiko.

"Let's analyze it," said Miss Keiko feebly, "I want to know who the other dead are." ”

"I don't know what it's called, but it's a definite name," Murray said softly, "and his name is Yamada, and he's your husband." ”

“…… Is it? Miss Keiko said softly, tears streaming down silently again.

"Definitely." "I wasn't idle when people were looking up for information. Your maiden name is Sato, and you are using your maiden name now. ”

"Why?" Miss Keiko was very sorry, "I, I'm still damned." ”

"Nope." Murray shook his head, "It doesn't mean anything if you don't continue to use your husband's surname, maybe you're afraid of touching the scene?" ”

"Nope." Miss Keiko also shook her head, "Where am I afraid of touching the scene, I am simply a wolf-hearted and dog-hearted." I don't even remember having such a husband. ”

"Nope." Murray said as he took out the crystal, "What do you think this is?" ”

A photograph emerges in mid-air, an old violin.

"This, this is my piano?" Miss Keiko looked at this partner who got along day and night in surprise, but at this moment this piano was very unfamiliar.

"It's like a mountain across the rows, but I still know that this piano is precious." "This is the instrument that you used for the next eight years, and you look at the place under the strings, and there's the name of this instrument engraved here, and her name is Yamada." ”

"No!" Miss Keiko hugged her head and cried, "Why, why can't I remember it at all?" ”

"Eight years ago, you were in a car accident. In that car accident, the violin shattered, and the two most important people in your life left you, that's what that memory is. Murray said slowly, "This incident has hit you hard, and it is because of this that your so-called nerves have been in a state of tension. For the next eight years, you practiced every day, and I think it was because of this that you wanted to be closer to Yamada, whether it was Yamada or Yamada. ”

"Why ......" Keiko burst into tears, and she couldn't speak completely.

"You're at fault, but you don't deserve to die!" Murray summed it up.